On August 18, it is advisable to open and avoid breaking ground.

At this time, the south city is still in a quiet, the sky is bright, the glow is all over the sky, the so-called morning glow does not go out, the sunset travels thousands of miles, today is most likely not a good weather.

But for people who work hard, there is no good weather or bad weather, and they have to be busy every day for food and clothing.

For example, there is a "wonton plum" in the south of the city who sells wontons, and he gets up every day with the rooster's song, and when the sun shines, he has already walked around half the city, and I don't know how many traders have already bought a bowl of hot wontons from him to fill their stomachs.

Today is no exception, Wonton Li carried the burden out of the house, facing the morning sun and walking to the east, the light of the sky is mild but not dazzling, and it makes people's hearts warm.

"The sun is good, like the yolk of an egg."

Wonton Li only muttered, and a fiery red rose in his sight, and the sudden sky-rushing light made his eyes blurry, and he blurted out: "It's water!" ”

Walk the water! Walk the water!

From such a distance, you can see that the fire must be not small.

Hurry up and put out the fire! If it burns all the way, Nancheng is an old house, the wood is old, and the fire will catch fire, and it can't be extinguished if it catches fire!

When Li Shang was in a daze, the sound of the wind whistling in his ears passed, and one or twenty people rushed past him with a roar, running towards the east. Wonton Li fixed his eyes and saw that it was the Wuhou shop soldier who was in charge of the fire, and his heart was slightly settled, and he hesitated for a moment and turned his head and ran home to throw down his burden.

"Something's wrong?" The sister-in-law of the Li family saw her husband going and returning, and hurriedly greeted her and asked.

"It's out of the water! I'll go check on the situation, you pack up some things, and if the fire is too big, let's hide outside the city." Wonton Li hurriedly explained, and turned around and went out again.

He trotted all the way, but he was constantly overtaken by the soldiers who rushed to hear the news, and seeing more and more soldiers appearing, Wonton Li was even more worried in his heart: If he can't extinguish it......

"The Kyoto Prefecture is gone!"

Before he could get closer, Wonton Li heard someone shouting, which frightened him to stumble and sit on the ground with weak legs.

The "Lianshanfang" in the south of the city is a large square. Fifty soldiers were on standing. But this time the fire was fierce, and dozens of people looked so small in front of the raging flames.

Black smoke rose and the figure was nowhere to be seen, only one shrill shout after another could be heard echoing over the Kyoto prefectural office. Occasionally, the sound of a mallet striking a bell can be heard in the surrounding neighborhoods, which is to convey the fire situation and summon the soldiers of Linfang to come.

There are many large tanks in the Kyoto Prefecture that store water, but they are useless when the fire starts, and the leader of the Wuhou Pupu soldiers commands his subordinates to fight the fire desperately. While scratching his heart and begging for heaven: God bless, Lord Song should not work too hard and work overnight in the mansion......

Bags and buckets of water were splashed on the brush, but the fire was not small but big. The leader of the shop was very experienced, and at first glance he knew that this fire was strange, not like it was caused by ordinary fire candles, but like someone had used some extremely flammable fire oil or something.

"Don't splash water! Swap the dirt bag! Swap the dirt bag! ”

The leader of the shop soldiers shouted loudly, snatched the dirt bag in the hands of his subordinates next to him, rushed forward first and used a round of strength, and threw out the dirt bag and smashed it on a cluster of flames.

"Quick! Fast! Fast! ”

Bang!

The fire was in chaos. The sound of Lila collapsing was endless, and the soldiers who rushed to the front were so smoked that they wept, and they didn't care about wiping it, so they turned around and shouted: "Boss, the house behind has collapsed!" ”

The house collapsed? Something is wrong! If there were people in the house, they would be stoned to death, even if they were not burned.

The shop wanted to cry without tears, and shouted "hurry up" over and over again, but fortunately, although the fire driven by foreign objects was fierce, it could be burned out when the fire oil was exhausted. The flames lacked the strength to follow, and bags of sand piled down, and the fire gradually became smaller.

In addition, when the shop head arrived at the scene, it was immediately decided, and the left and right sides were partitioned. Stopped the spread of the fire. Therefore, the situation in the yamen of Kyoto Prefecture is miserable, but the surroundings are fine.

When the fire was extinguished, there were heroic soldiers who broke through the gate of the government at the moment, rushed in, searched around with a trace of luck, and saw that the first half of the government was scorched with earth. When the scene of throwing halberds in the ruins, my heart was relieved, and it seemed that I was ...... There were no casualties.

When I walked to the backyard, I saw the rubble and bricks, and a row of wings in the backyard was half down, and the soldiers were experienced in dealing with the fire, and they knew that there was no hope at a glance, and if there were people in the house in this case, there would be no other end than "death", and I am afraid that even the bones could not be dug up.

*****

In the early morning of the 18th, although the fire in the south of the city was prosperous, Su Musha, who was in the west of the city, did not know about it, her shop pù opened today, this shop bought from the hands of the Liu family has been carefully arranged by Su Musha and the three people, and it has been completely renewed.

Su Musha got up early in the morning as usual, thinking about the hectic and chaotic nature of this day, and couldn't help but look forward to it with some excitement.

I don't know who will come to congratulate and who will come to make a scene? Whether it's like it or play, it must be lively.

"Miss, miss, are you up?"

The sound of a little cucumber came from outside the door, and Su Musha got up while combing his hair, because he was biting a hairpin in his mouth, and his voice became vague: "The way in is (come)." ”

"Sister Chuncao is in the stove room, let me ask you how can you eat egg porridge for breakfast? She also said that she wanted to boil a little more and give it to the guests to eat, so that they could taste our herb porridge. The little cucumber said neatly.

"It is the idea of sister-in-law Gu to use herbs in the dishes, and she also points to this to make more money for Yihong Cui. Besides, what we sell is flowers, bonsai, and medicine, so it's a bit inappropriate to give them away," while speaking, Su Musha had already left the door, went straight to the stove room, and went in and said to Chuncao, "Your idea is good, but if you change it to vanilla tea, it will be more appropriate." ”

"Okay." Chuncao hurriedly looked back and replied.

Su Musha put on an apron, rolled up his sleeves, and began to help her beat egg flowers, the chopsticks in his hand turned quickly in the porcelain flower bowl, and clicked: "Add two more handfuls of millet in the porridge, didn't you say yesterday that your appetite is not comfortable, drink some millet porridge to nourish." ”

When the little cucumber who came in with firewood heard this, he said with a smile: "When will Miss care about me as much as Sister Chuncao." ”

"It's not all for you Sister Chuncao," Su Musha saw that the porridge was a little boiling, and leaned over to blow away the foam, "Didn't you also eat too much sweet potatoes last night for heartburn, and by the way, let you also clear your stomach." ”

The little cucumber touched his head, smiled embarrassedly, leaned over to watch the millet porridge boil, and whispered: "Add a spoonful of brown sugar to it." It's sweet to taste. ”

(Heroine's diary 163, August 8th, yes, the three of them talk about food, no worse than Sister Gu's mother and daughter, all of them are full of energy~)

(To be continued.) )