After only one night's work, Zhushikou Street, which was originally spacious enough to walk three four-** cars, suddenly turned into a huge sand and gravel field.

The green sand and white sand dug up from Tongxian and Daxing, the white carbon collected from the old charcoal kiln in Damentougou, the fire bricks dismantled from the old kiln in Miyun, and the large timber from the north and south transported by carts from the major timber yards in Sijiu City, almost blocked the Zhushikouer Street.

A dozen or so tooth guys with teapots and tea bowls in their hands, and a few boxes of foreign cigarettes under their armpits, were full of smiles, but whenever they saw the bad color behind the blocked road, they immediately trotted over.

first said hard work with a honey voice, and then poured a big bowl of high jasmine tea for people to get rid of people's hearts. Before anyone finished drinking tea and wiping their mouths, the foreign cigarette roll had already been handed to the person's mouth, and the foreign fire was drawn in the palm of the hand and waited, just waiting for the person to crook his mouth and take the foreign cigarette roll in his mouth, and the foreign fire that came up over there had already been sent to the people's hearts with a long list of flattering words!

The gentlemen in the Forty-Nine City are all masters who have seen it. If you really want to block the horizontal frame and suppress people on the scene, the gentlemen in Sijiu City don't blink their eyelids, and those who roll up their arms and sleeves can even scold and beat them. Looking at the inconspicuous Liba standing in front of him, maybe there is a distant relative in the family who walks in the military aircraft yamen and worships in the internal affairs house, and the old one can come out if you beat the small one, so that you can't eat and walk around!

But the gentlemen in Sijiu City are also transparent and clever, and they understand what it means to carry people in a sedan chair on the scene. Two soft words and a smile, be diligent and neat in your hands and feet, and in the eyes of the masters of Sijiu City, as soon as you raise your hand, you can pass it naturally.

With more than a dozen tooth guys carefully greeting, the masters of the Four Nine Cities who were really in the way said a few words, and pointed to the hundred and ten Liba who were busy at the door of the big mansion and asked, "Whose business?" There are 100 Liba used at the gate, the scene is big enough?! ”

Holding a teapot and a bowl, the guy who listened to this question immediately made a waist, and the newly poured high jasmine tea in his hand had already been handed over with the soft words: "Back to your old words, the main house was the main gate of the fire in the city of Sijiu back then, serving all kinds of creatures, thinking of renovating the house at the entrance of the old hall, poking a banner in the city of Sijiu to serve the gentlemen on the scene to play!" Delay your old aisle, I'll give you a bother for the master's house first! Do you want another bowl of tea and a cigarette? It's not expensive, but it's personal."

There are guys here who greet the gentlemen walking on the scene in Sijiu City, and the green-skinned gangsters who are squatting and leaning on the base of the wall over there are serving the characters who are not long-eyed.

It is said that the temple is a small demon and the king of the pond is eight, and in such a big city of four or nine, there are not a few green-skinned gangsters wearing Qingyang Zou long clothes. Sensei said that it was such a big scene and a dynamic repair, that is, a newly opened wonton stall, and there would be some green-skinned gangsters who came to the door to find trouble and fight the autumn breeze. There are dozens of more big children, and if there are less, you have to eat a few bowls of wontons for nothing, and the toad jumps on the instep of the foot, and it is disgusting not to bite!

But with these green-skinned gangsters under Master Xiong's hands sitting on the suppression scene, and before those gangsters from outside the world gathered on the side, there were already a few greenskins with open arms to greet them, and in front of them was an old gift of a phoenix nodding and mixing the rivers and lakes, and shouted with a hanging voice: "The transaction of Master Xiong at the mouth of the pearl market, all the old and young masters will enjoy their faces and make a fortune elsewhere?" ”

met someone who was interested, and immediately a jackdaw mixed with the rivers and lakes of the old rite in the past, and it was not short to say two auspicious words on the scene: "The pole in the world is a family, and there is no reason for one's own family to eat one's own family." Another day, Master Xiong's business will open and make a fortune, and he will definitely reward a post, and the brothers on our pole will send it to their own hearts! ”

If you want to meet someone who is not interested, you don't need a few green skins to meet up with you, a few patrolmen wearing crooked hats have already outflanked them and wrapped those hard-mouthed gangsters in the small alley next to them. A red and white baton wrapped in iron sheets can be waited for, let you be a good man like Dou Erdun and Huang Tianba, then you will have to wake up in the middle of the night, struggling to climb out of Zhushikou Street!

On the street facing the big house, there were seven or eight food stalls lined up. The wonton soup with big bones boiling soup as the base, the fire roasted from the old sand stove, the thin-cut paper, the two-inch wide and narrow sauce pork head meat, and the open-arms buns filled with big oil and cabbage, are almost busy from the dawn of the day, providing the Liba who are busy inside and outside the mansion to eat and drink. It's not just about how much food is sold, three oceans a day, from morning to dark, the fire is constant, and the stall is finished when you see the moon!

Liba, who squatted and waited for work in the Dashilar area, always only ate a lunch managed by the main family. Sometimes the work is urgent, and then I meet a generous and kind-hearted master, who can add a bowl of stick noodles to the Liba after dark. If you can cut a few pickles and drop a few drops of sesame oil, this can be regarded as half a meat, which can make the Liba doubly exert themselves and be more careful when carrying the work.

Originally, I watched Xiang Youbao holding Xiong Ye's dragon whip to the big fence to find Liba'er, and many Liba, who were squatting at the base of the wall and waiting for work, covered their stomachs and hid behind people, for fear that Xiang Youbao would be hit with a finger.

According to what has happened in the past, working for these gangsters who poke poles on the street and eat all directions, not to mention the hard money, maybe even have to make up for the stuttering themselves. are all pointing to the bitterness of supporting their families haha, who is willing to deal with this unlucky and sad errand?!

But after Xiangyou Leopard led a group of Liba with a bitter face and dragged his legs to the big mansion on Zhushikou Street, he did not immediately assign work as the Liba were familiar with in the past, but pointed to the food stall that had already cleaned up all kinds of food to be full of aroma, and left a sentence: "Three meals a day, I am full of food, and I see the moon every day to pay my salary." The ten people who work the most carefully and hardest, pay more than 50% of the salary a day, and now! ”

With these words, the Liba, who had eaten at least ten open-arms buns and drank six bowls of wonton soup in one meal, were like eating strong pills, and they cleaned up the dusty old door face on the first day. In the evening, when I saw the moon and received the salary, I took the ten liba of the extra fifty percent of the salary, and without saying a word, I carefully stacked the old bricks and old tiles that were removed from the face of the old door, and even the wooden strips of the roof lattices that were removed were shaken clean one by one and put next to the wall.

Liba is still like this, and those craftsmen from all walks of life who are paid more hard work. The bricklayer who covered the tile on the face of the new door paved nine rows of tiles at the end of the day, and listened to others muttering that this is a grinding foreign worker, rubbing wages, and the bricklayer stepped on the ladder without saying a word and climbed to the nine-line tiles that had just been paved and even jumped and stomped, stunned that a tile was not broken, and there was not even a tile that moved the place, which really made people understand what is a serious craft!

And among all the people involved in the renovation project of the entrance of the main gate of the fire, the most energetic person may have to count the nine masters.

Every day before dawn, Na Jiuye, who got up early in the morning, could run to the front of the big mansion at a trot, while drinking wonton soup and tofu brain with a boiled fire on his head, while carefully looking up and down at the big mansion that changes every day, he didn't know what he was talking about, but the spirit in his eyes was completely different from the past.

Wandering around the pile of people who were busy with the work at hand for a day, touching here, pinching there, piggybacking on those mud, tiles, and carpenters to modify a little on some small joints according to their own will, all the way so busy that they didn't sit for a while when they saw the moon, and even had to have three and four urges to eat, so they followed those Liba to the food stall across the street to deal with it, but they still looked confused and didn't know the taste of food.

When the moon arrives, the mud, tiles, carpentry, and Liba in the big house are all clean, and Na Jiuye can immediately pick up four foreign oil lamps that are dead wind, and mix the bottom soil to pad the dry pool, planed pine, elm, and willow wood under the bright light of day, and wrap the snake nest in the shavings of pine wood, elm, and willow wood, and climb the bottom in the courtyard of Sanjin, and build a monkey mountain with the half-ground pebbles just dug out of the Yongding River.

It's been so small that he survived for half a month, not to mention that Nalan looked at Na Jiuye's obviously looser clothes and was so distressed that he stomped his feet and shed tears, even looking at Xiangyoubao, who was as strong as a cow, he began to forgive, crying and shouting with a sad face that his legs were only shaking after a day, and if he continued to do this, he could only pick a pick, and go back to the gate to find the master to complain, so that Na Jiuye could accept it, and only work for two hours every day after the people in the big mansion were cleaned.

Seeing the last Liba dragging his tired footsteps into the darkness, Na Jiuye, who had been waiting impatiently, suddenly opened his eyes that had been squinted for a long time, and shouted at Xiang Youbao who was sitting beside him: "Hurry up, light the lamp!" ”

Agreeing neatly, Xiang Youbao took out a box of foreign fire from his arms, and lit a few dead wind oil lamps in turn.

Hung a few dead wind oil lamps on the pillars in the courtyard of Erjin, Xiang Youbao looked back at Na Jiuye, who had already picked up a shovel mixed with a pile of wheat straw and sand, and said in a muffled voice: "Uncle Shi, you can take a good look, the oil in these lamps is just enough for two hours." When the lights go out, we'll go home! ”

Without raising his head, he mixed the wheat straw cut half an inch long with a guillotine and the finely sifted sand, Na Jiu Ye replied casually: "I know, you didn't toss like this yesterday, as soon as the lights went out, you urged me to go home."

also grabbed a shovel, Xiang Youbao turned over the wheat straw and sand in the direction of Na Jiuye's rummaging of wheat grass and sand, and turned over the sand and wheat grass that Na Jiu Ye had just turned over again, and hummed towards Na Jiu Ye, who was buried in work: "But yesterday I didn't guard against you, uncle, you quietly added oil to a few lamps, didn't you?" I said that it would be two hours, but when I finally went home, I heard the rooster crow all over the place! You just don't care about your own body and bones, you have to pity Nalan and cry sadly when he feels sorry for you, don't you? ”

was exposed to the trick by Xiangyoubao in front of him, but Na Jiuye just chuckled a few times in embarrassment, but sighed heavily: "Nalan's child is a sincere person, and he patronizes her father and me, but he doesn't think about it."

didn't stop the work in his hand, but Xiang Youbao casually said to Na Jiuye: "Just Uncle Shi's thoughts, you really can't see Nalan?" Or can't I see it? Looking at Uncle Shi, you have been gossiping about saving a dowry for Nalan and closing the door for the family to live a clean life, but in your heart, don't you still hope that the main gate of the fire can be re-established like today? ”

As if he was told by Xiang Youbao, the movements in Na Jiuye's hand slowed down unconsciously: "It's still your kid who is awake!" Let's just say that the main gate of the fire was scattered back then, although it means that it was your master's thing on the surface, but everyone behind the scenes understands that the main gate of the fire at that time was already a rotten foundation! A little bit of private craftsmanship is hidden, for fear that others in the door will learn it, and shorten their own income. I saw that there was something good, and I had to get it at a low price if I hollowed out my mind, and then put it out at a high price! Not to mention that in order to grab the seats of the first shift in the door and adjust the stuff, people's brains have been beaten out of dog brains"

As if it was because he remembered those unpleasant past events and affected his mood, Na Jiu Ye thrust the shovel in his hand towards the sand, and simply sat down on a stone next to the sand that had just been planted: "Let's just say that the strange beast picture back then, many people in the door couldn't look at it. A few people in the door set a rule, Ming'er made a way, and said that if he died, he would not let the people in the door take a look at the strange beast map, for fear that the people in the door would learn and rob them of their wealth. Hehe, it can make people laugh to death when they say it - just your master is such a sober person, and he is full of the master of agency news, holding a fragment of a strange beast map, isn't it also half-guessed that he has figured out the number of ways to train fighting beasts on it? Back then, how many of those old men who were stubbornly guarding the alien beast diagram and not making people look at it could recognize the words on the alien beast diagram? ”

After hesitating for a moment, Xiang Youbao also stopped what he was doing, and said to Na Jiuye, who was sitting on the side, "I have also seen the picture of the strange beast in the master's hand. According to the master's statement, the strange beast diagram is a thing in the Three Kingdoms period, and the words written on it are also the words used by Prime Minister Zhuge when he gave military orders during the Three Kingdoms period. What is it called? ”

Nodding heavily, Na Jiuye sighed and responded: "I heard the old man in the main gate of the fire said that the soldiers of the Eight Banners from the Great Qing Kingdom entered the Shanhaiguan, and the soldiers continued to be robbed. Coupled with the ten days of Yangzhou and the three massacres of Jiading, the scholars who can recognize Xiang Guowen in this world are almost killed. The disciples in the main gate of the fire also relied on the word of mouth of their respective masters, so that they could barely memorize the words written in the Chinese language against the portraits on the map of the alien beasts. As the old saying goes, it is passed from person to person, but it can't be believed, and it has been passed on by word of mouth for hundreds of years, but I am afraid that the words on the map of those strange beasts handed down from the main gate of the fire have long been wrong, right? ”

Standing up slowly, like Na Jiuye, who was immersed in the past, slowly rummaged through the wheat grass and sand, while muttering casually: "When people are old, they don't remember much!" I don't know if I still remember all the words that my master taught me back then."

Slowly tossing the mixed wheat grass and sand in a strange rhythm, the grunt in the mouth of Na Jiu Ye was like those old monks chanting in ancient temples in the deep mountains: "There is a way for the husband and things, but there is no way for the shape." Look at its shape, but also look at its line! Don't be rigid, don't follow the map"

Standing behind Na Jiuye, Xiang Youbao followed the rhythm of Na Jiuye's movements and turned over the wheat straw and sand in reverse, while chanting in a low voice with Na Jiuye's grunt: "There is a way for a husband and a thing, but there is no way for a shape." Look at its shape, but also look at its line! Don't be rigid, don't follow the map"

Before you know it, the four dead wind oil lamps gradually go out almost at the same time. And in the dark, the chanting sound like when an old monk secretly preached the Dharma and passed on his disciples, but it never stopped