In the early morning, the faint golden sunlight sprinkled on the glazed tiles, shining with a little bit of crystal.

At the beginning of February, the temperature has risen, and when viewed from above, the entire palace and the surrounding gardens have been transformed into the appearance of jade pendants again (see this paragraph for pictures).

When the spring flowers of Xinfeng are blooming, there is also an endless drizzle, which makes people's bodies feel a little cold.

Zhu Fugui yawned and woke up from a good dream, Yin Susu beside him was gone, probably going to the women's camp to order.

Looking up at the time, it was already eleven o'clock.

Last night, the commander guarded the telegram until midnight and didn't sleep well, and Zhu Fugui now feels that he can still sleep well.

"It seems that today is also a day to pay tribute to Uncle Wanli!"

Stretching three times in a row, Zhu Fugui climbed out of bed, and trotted all the way into the toilet in bright yellow pants.

"Your Majesty, it seems that Manager Li is looking for you for something!"

Suddenly, a female voice with a non-standard pronunciation of Chinese characters sounded.

Zhu Fugui was startled, and hurriedly put away Xiao Fugui.

I saw a grease-stained baby face peeking out from behind the shower curtain, which was one of the maidservants in the palace.

"Asuka, what do you want to ambush here early in the morning?" Zhu Fugui asked with some displeasure.

"Slaves ...... damned"

Asuka hurriedly knelt down, still holding a silk handkerchief and a basin in his hand, and it turned out that he was scrubbing the white porcelain bathtub. (The structure of His Majesty Zhu Fugui's toilet is shown in the picture.) ）

Zhu Fugui stretched out his head to look, and the bathtub and tiles were polished brightly, and there was still a little bit of foam.

Because Kitagawa Keiko is a female ninja, Zhu Fugui will inevitably be suspicious of the palace maids.

But in fact, Asuka is just a poor peasant girl, and even Jingzi has long been rebelled by Jinyi Wei.

"It turns out that today is the day of cleaning! You wipe it well, let's get busy! ”

As he spoke, Zhu Fugui snapped the shower curtain shut, and then took out Xiao Fugui and put the water out.

There is no toilet directly connected to the bedroom, which is really inconvenient......

Zhu Fugui couldn't help but complain, was it the same with Principal Chang back then?

Syphilis can't be transmitted through the air, right?

To tell the truth, the toilet in the Fugui Palace is big, but it is not so magnificent.

But in this era, it is definitely much more comfortable than Cixi's eldest sister and Lincoln's big elbow.

The former relied on eunuchs to pour incense ash and wipe the phoenix ditch, while the latter simply bathed with dung water from the upper reaches of the river.

Speaking of which, Zhu Fugui still admires Lincoln.

He actually escaped the "White House curse", and so far he has not gotten gastroenteritis due to fecal butterfly swimming, but his youngest son almost died.

It can be seen that either Lincoln is gifted, or this thing does not like to bathe.

According to the New York Times, Lincoln's youngest son was revived by an old Chinese medicine doctor in New York and became a closed disciple of the old Chinese medicine doctor, which made Zhu Fugui a little curious.

Unfortunately, the "White Hounds" have only just tried to deploy their forces in New York, Montreal, Washington, Philadelphia, Richmond and other major eastern cities, and have not yet been able to send back too useful information.

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was so frightened by the palace maid, Zhu Fugui had no interest in sleeping back, and if there seemed to be, there seemed to be a smell of meat wafting from downstairs.

Zhu Fugui went downstairs in his pajamas to see if there was anything to eat.

As a result, after not walking a few steps along the meat aroma, Zhu Fugui stood on the spiral staircase and saw Yin Susu squatting on the balcony, holding a big bamboo skewer, feeding Messi barbecue.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Zhu Fugui feels that Messi seems to have gained a lot of weight.

This big cat can get rid of a string of chicken in one bite, if she can't beat her, Zhu Fugui must scold these two losers.

That's right, Zhu Fugui already knows that Messi is a female cat, so there are two losers in the Fugui Palace.

Zhu Fugui can't beat it.

However, although he couldn't beat Messi, Zhu Fugui had already contacted the Royal Hospital to see if he could sterilize her.

After all, with Zhu Fugui's experience of raising cats in the dormitory, female cats need to be neutered more than male cats.

"Hooray, you're up yet!"

Lao Li's round body moved out of a corner of nowhere.

He had two cloths in his hand, one was a large rag for hygiene, and the other was an embroidered handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

Zhu Fugui watched Lao Li pick up a big blackened rag and wipe it on his face, but in the end, he didn't have time to stop it.

"Well, I heard Asuka say you're looking for me?" Zhu Fugui asked.

Lao Li wiped the rag on his face again, then stuffed it into his pocket, threw the handkerchief to Huannai who was mopping the floor on the side, and then ran up the stairs with a puff.

"Long live the Lord, the gas in the imperial dining room has run out, the old slave went to the warehouse to find it, there were so many gas cylinders, why didn't there be a single one?"

"Didn't you have more than half a bottle two days ago?" Zhu Fugui frowned.

"Isn't this Concubine Yin returning from shooting to make grilled chicken breast for Messi, she thinks the electric stove is too ......slow," Lao Li said helplessly.

"Can you use gas like that?"

Zhu Fugui was stunned, and felt that it was necessary to emphasize the issue of fire safety to Comrade Yin Susu.

"This ...... Since we changed the gas stove in the Feng Palace last year, we haven't encountered this kind of thing, or the old slave should go to the street and buy a coal stove......"

Lao Li Xu babbled and muttered, the matter of no gas was sad to death for him, the general manager.

"Forget about the coal stove, the smoke is too big!"

Zhu Fugui persuaded: "Those gas canisters have other uses, they have been transferred, and in a few days, there will be new ones." It just so happens that there are fishing boats returning to Xinjin in the past few days, so let's eat fish troll today, I remember that the fish tartice made by Marei and Maki is very good. ”

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What is the best civilian fuel for a new industrial city?

Theoretically, it must be electricity and natural gas.

However, there are not many natural gas reserves in Daming, and the extraction is difficult, and the electricity consumption is really not in line with the tradition of the Chinese.

Therefore, the gas tank, which is familiar to the post-80s and post-90s, came into being.

Of course, most people still like to burn coal stoves, and even burn firewood and straw.

Inevitably, when it comes to dusk, the phoenix capital will really "see the smoke rise again, and the twilight covers the earth".

Zhu Fugui has the heart to promote gas cylinders, or gas canisters.

In later generations, gas canisters were quite cheap, and a 15-kilogram brand-new steel gas canister cost more than 100 yuan.

The problem is that due to the heavy industry and light literature in the past two years, Zhu Fugui's cultural value reserves have bottomed out.

New spectacles are being made, new books are being created, and even movie scripts are already being chosen.

But the far water does not solve the near fire, and now is the time when the cultural value is not connected.

Therefore, the popularization of gas cylinders in the whole Fengdu is really not enough.

So in the end, this good thing had to be used on a small scale, so that it would not be hindered when it was spread to the whole people in the future.

As for the collective disappearance of more than 200 spare gas canisters in the dangerous goods warehouse outside the Fugui Palace, that is another story.

As we all know, even in the 2020s, in Africa, Latin America, the Middle East and other regions, MadeinChina's gas tanks are still the most efficient and convenient way to transport energy, benefiting thousands of households.

However, gas canisters are not only inexpensive, but also versatile......

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Boom –

With a loud bang, half of a four-story shikumen-like building collapsed in a loud explosion, and the rest crumbled.

Guo Dazhuang got out of the tank, his brain buzzing.

He stretched out his body and gave a thumbs up to the special combat team members on the side: "Brother Tai is a good method!" ”

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The next chapter will be uploaded tomorrow morning, and the siu mai will try to update it every day at 7 o'clock and 23 o'clock to see if it will be convenient for everyone to read