The two glanced at each other, and then stepped onto the steps, Long Xilin reached out and buckled the copper ring on the door.

The two waited for a while, but no one opened the door.

Long Xilin buckled the door again, but still no one answered.

Just as the two were about to turn around and leave, a middle-aged woman next to them walked over.

"Are the two of you here to buy something from Shenjia Buzhuang?"

Angelica immediately ran down the steps and came to the middle-aged woman: "Yes, this sister-in-law, I bother to ask, why didn't this Shen family cloth village open the door?" Didn't they know that the Xiliang soldiers had been driven away? ”

The middle-aged woman looked sad: "No, the Shen family is miserable, when the Xiliang soldiers broke in, they first took the Shen family master away, and after that, the Shen family never came back, one night, the Shen family suddenly caught fire, and dozens of people up and down the Shen family were all buried in the fire, it was too miserable......"

Angelica: "You mean, this Shen family cloth village is no longer run by anyone?" ”

"No, after the people of the Shen family died, the Shen family cloth village was taken over by the Xiliang people, no, our Engong drove the Xiliang people away, so now there is no one to run the Shen family cloth village."

Angelica sighed in his heart, the world was chaotic, and it was always the common people who suffered.

A wealthy family like the Shen family is not immune, let alone others.

Sadness is sadness, and the problem still needs to be solved.

Angelica asked: "Do you know that in addition to the Shen Family Cloth Village, there are other places in Anyi City that sell oilcloth?" ”

The woman shook her head: "No, our entire Anyi City, only Shenjiabuzhuang has this oilcloth for sale, I heard that the oilcloth of Shenjiabuzhuang is sold all over the country, it is said that the entire Longling Kingdom, their family sells this oilcloth."

Little girl, what do you buy oilcloth for? Do you want to make an umbrella?

Let me tell you, in fact, you don't have to make an umbrella with oilcloth, a slightly thicker linen is also fine, but it is a little leaky and leaky, and it can barely be used.

Otherwise, you say that the Shen family is gone, is it possible that the whole country doesn't need umbrellas? No way, they're still going to use umbrellas, right......"

The middle-aged woman talked a lot, opened the flower shelf, and talked endlessly.

Angelica hurriedly thanked him, and then inquired about the location of the Shen family, and then walked to the Shen family's house with Long Xilin.

The Shen family's house has indeed become a ruin.

Judging from the blackened ruins, the Shen family's courtyard covers an extremely wide area, at least a hundred acres wide, and most of such a large area has now become scorched earth, and there are still some scattered stumps and broken walls.

The two glanced at each other, and Angelica spread his hands with some regret: "It seems that that the oilcloth has to find another way." ”

Long Xilin groaned: "Shenjia Buzhuang should still have inventory, let's go over there and have a look." ”

The two turned around, and were about to leave, when suddenly, a thin, ragged beggar turned out from behind him.

The beggar limped forward, stretched out his dirty and skinny hand, and grabbed the corner of Angelica's clothes.

Hearing the sound, Long Xilin subconsciously turned his head, his right hand slashed downward, and then the beggar grabbed Angelica's hand and split it off, with a wave of the sleeves of his robe, with huge force, he flew forward with the thin beggar, and fell to the ground in an instant.

The beggar fell to the ground, in pain, but he was frightened by Long Xilin's momentum, and he didn't dare to snort.