The night was dark and windy, and thunderstorms were blowing.

Zhao Han took his sister and walked around the city of Tianjin.

There is a curfew in the city, but in the rainstorm, everything is useless, not to mention that the north and south city walls have long collapsed.

I don't know how far I went, I found a leeward eaves, and Zhao Han hugged my little sister to sleep in the rain.

It was almost dawn, and the brother and sister were tired and sleepy.

Especially Zhao Han, although he regained some energy after eating meat buns, he was malnourished for a long time after all. Sneak attack and murder on a rainy night didn't seem to take much effort, but in fact, a short fight made him almost collapse.

The ability to escape from outside the city to the city is supported by a will. found a place to hide from the rain, although he was wet, Zhao Han fell asleep and died.

When I woke up the next day, it was noon.

The sky was still drizzling, dripping and dripping, shrouding Tianjin in a cloud of rain and fog.

The scenery is picturesque, but it's a pity that Zhao Han didn't have the leisure to enjoy it.

The clothes on the brothers and sisters have been dried by body heat, quietly waiting for God to shine.

Zhao Han felt hungry again, braved the light rain to buy some food, and quickly returned to the eaves to hide from the rain.

Fill your stomach and intestines, and there is nothing to do.

Zhao Han took out the grate and comb that came by the way, and said to his sister with a smile: "Little sister, the second brother combs your hair." ”

"Yes, yes!" Zhao Zhenfang was quite happy.

After all, she is a little girl, sitting in her brother's arms, and having the leisure to reach out to catch the drizzle outside the eaves, and seems to have forgotten all the tragic circumstances for the time being.

The main function of the grate is not to comb the hair, but to scrape off dandruff and lice in the hair.

Zhao Zhenfang has not combed her hair for many days, and her hair is cemented by sweat, but fortunately, it was slightly soaked in the rain last night.

Zhao Han moistened his palms with a drizzle, gently wiped it on his little sister's hair, and then picked up the grate and slowly combed it. Some granular stuff was scraped out, there was congealed salted dust, there was a lot of dandruff, and a few blood-saturated lice.

Pick out the lice and press them to death one by one, and in no time the corpses will be all over the ground. Scanning the lice that were crushed to death, Zhao Han actually gave birth to a sense of accomplishment, like a cleaner cleaning up the garbage in the house.

After grating for half an hour, Zhao Han cleaned up the lice on the little sister's head, and then began to pick up the comb to really comb her hair.

Buns? No!

Styling? No!

Zhao Han only combed two big braids for his sister, and after braiding the braids, he felt that the middle hairline was crooked.

Zhao Zhenfang has been leaning on her brother's arms, and it hurts when she grates lice, but she is very comfortable when she combs her hair. She couldn't help but close her eyes and enjoy it, completely forgetting her troubles, as if she was back to the carefree days of the past.

Feeling that his brother stopped moving, Zhao Zhenfang asked, "Second brother, is it combed?" ”

"Combed up." Zhao Han replied.

Zhao Zhenfang stretched out her head, used the stagnant water on the ground outside the eaves as a mirror, and took a look at it for a while, touching her braids and saying happily: "The braids combed by the second brother are so beautiful!" ”

Zhao Han said: "When the rain stops, find a place to take a bath and get rid of the lice on your body." ”

Zhao Zhenfang stood up, picked up the grate and said, "I will also comb my second brother's hair." ”

It hasn't rained for months, but it doesn't stop when it gets up.

In the afternoon, the drizzling rain turned into heavy rain again, and the brother and sister could only hide under the eaves to comb each other's hair and catch lice.

The little girl didn't know how heavy it was, and Zhao Han's hair was so stiff that his scalp hurt when he combed it.

Zhao Han endured it all the time, but instead of stopping it, he closed his eyes quite enjoyably.

"Oops, it's broken!" Zhao Zhenfang exclaimed.

Zhao Han looked back and immediately laughed, the little sister actually combed the grate tooth off, which shows how much effort she used just now.

"Kill them!" Zhao Han commanded.

Zhao Zhenfang immediately pinched the root of the grate and pinched all the lice that had been thinned to death.

When Zhao Han saw this scene, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Haha, happy!" ”

"Giggles!"

Zhao Zhenfang also slapped her little hands and laughed with her brother.

Zhao Han glanced at the rag shoes on the little sister's feet, and took out the two pairs of children's shoes that came with last night: "Little sister, try to change them." ”

Zhao Zhenfang happily took off her shoes and put them on, but unfortunately they were too big and didn't fit well, but Zhao Han was more suitable for them.

Zhao Han still asked his sister to put on good shoes, and then tied them with a cloth rope to fix them, at least better than the original rotten shoes with worn soles.

Both siblings wore new shoes, and their hair was neatly combed, except for their tattered clothes that looked like little beggars.

I didn't dare to change my clothes for the time being, because they were silk, and I was afraid that I would be robbed if I put them on.

That night, Zhao Han hummed a children's song to coax his sister to sleep. Even if he fell asleep, the little sister hugged him to death, as if she was afraid of losing her last relative.

Alas, Zhao Han sighed softly.

After another day, the sun finally came out, and this heavy rain lasted for a day and two nights.

Zhao Han took out some copper coins in advance to buy dry food to satisfy his hunger, and he didn't dare to take out the silver and jewelry he had robbed.

On the way back and forth, Zhao Han secretly observed the situation in the city.

Tianjin City in the Ming Dynasty, also known as "Abacus City", the whole city is shaped like an abacus, according to legend, it is said that Liu Bowen was designed according to feng shui, in fact, this city was built after Zhu Di ascended the throne.

The circumference of the city wall is nine miles, and the streets in the city are nine vertical and nine horizontal.

The ancestral temple is built in the east of the city, the altar is built in the west of the city, there is a market in the south of the city, and the north of the city is the official office. Up to now, there are five markets in Tianjin, and there are North Canal Wharf and South Canal Wharf outside the city.

Most of the residents of the city were hereditary military officers and military households, and there were also countless wealthy merchants and magnates who had settled down.

The houses of those big officials and big families often cover an area of dozens or hundreds of acres, and the arches and cornices are like princes and nobles.

There are two pools in the south of the city, which are large puddles left when the city was built, and can lead directly to the moat outside the city. Now it has also been enclosed and has become a garden lake for the homes of the powerful, and the young ladies can enjoy their leisurely swimming.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Several healthy horses were on a rampage, and the nobles galloped on horseback, with dozens of domestic slaves running behind them.

After a few months of drought and two consecutive days of heavy rain, the children of the gentlemen had already been suffocated, and now they have made an appointment to come out collectively to have fun.

Zhao Han pulled the little sister away violently, and the brother and sister were almost killed by the street.

"Huh!"

Looking at the freshly clothed angry horse in front of him, and thinking of the hungry people outside the city, Zhao Han couldn't help but sneer.

Wandering aimlessly to the southern city wall, where it also collapsed dozens of feet.

The imperial court couldn't come up with the money to repair it, so it allowed Tianjin, a military important place, and there was a big gap between the north and south city walls for 20 years!

Many bricks were picked up by the people, but there are still some left.

Zhao Han found a big green brick, took out the scissors that killed the day before yesterday, picked up the brick and smashed it, and violently hammered the riveting place.

Zhao Zhenfang squatted next to him and asked, "Second brother, what are you doing?" ”

"Do weapon defense." Zhao Han replied.

"Boom!"

After hammering for a long time, the rivets broke, the scissors were smashed in half, and Zhao Han was so tired that he was out of breath.

Half of the scissors were connected to the tip of the spear by Zhao Han, and then tied firmly with strips of cloth repeatedly.

The bamboo spear becomes an iron spear!

The remaining half of the scissors are also wrapped around the handle with strips of cloth. In this way, it is a dagger, with strips of cloth to increase friction, and it is not afraid of slipping hands when killing people and splashing blood.

The dagger was hidden in his arms, and the tip of the spear was also wrapped in cloth, so that he did not need to show his edge for the time being.

The security inside the city seems to be better than outside the city.

Before officially going south, Zhao Han was not ready to go out of the city, and even wanted to try to find a job.

They found a small restaurant in the southeast of the city. A restaurant that is too high-end will definitely refuse to accept unidentified people, and it is estimated that Zhao Han was blasted away as soon as he walked to the door.

Maybe the brother and sister are no longer unkempt, so even if they are in tattered clothes, the shopkeeper allows them to enter.

"Do you have any money? What about your family? The shopkeeper cross-examined.

Zhao Han put on a full posture, first tidied up his clothes, then straightened his hands, and said with a mouth full of nonsense: "I want to teach Your Excellency to know that the ancestor of the kid is the imperial chef of Yingzong." At the time of the civil fort, the ancestor went out with the royal car and unfortunately died in the chaos. ”

Good guy, at first glance, his words and deeds are not from the bottom, how can ordinary people have such a family education.

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and said curiously: "You...... Is this going to eat? ”

Zhao Han sighed and said: "The boy's family is in the middle of the road, and he came to Tianjin to join his relatives, but unfortunately his relatives are also struggling to survive. I have a palace cooking and want to be self-reliant, I wonder if I can be a cook in your restaurant? ”

Why does Zhao Han prefer to be a chef to make a living?

Because when he was in the army, he was successfully selected as the strongest soldier in our army as a recruit - the cooking soldier!

The fact that a recruit can enter the cooking class is very awesome, which means that all military skills are absolutely excellent.

"You want to stay as a cook?"

The shopkeeper looked at Zhao Han, shook his head and said, "I can't be the master of this, go over and find the shopkeeper myself." ”

Zhao Han took his sister and quickly found the shopkeeper and repeated what he had just said.

"Your ancestor is really an imperial chef?" The shopkeeper asked quietly.

Zhao Han lied without blinking, and said seriously: "It's true." ”

The shopkeeper thought for a while and said, "If you really have the ability, you can stay and help cook, and when you are a few years older, you will be in charge." ”

"Thank you!" Zhao Han said happily.

The shopkeeper added: "You said that you came to Tianjin to invest in relatives, and called your relatives to be guarantors." The guarantor outside the city is not counted, but only inside the city. ”

Zhao Han was momentarily dumbfounded.

In ancient times, all walks of life attached great importance to protecting people. Even the children who take the Xiucai exam must be guaranteed by three old Xiucai to prevent the candidates from lying about their personal information.

And the store recruits workers, and it also needs to be insured.

Even for an apprentice, there must be three guarantors, and the guarantors must also be from local white families.

An out-of-town refugee of unknown origin who wants to apply for employment in Tianjin?

Dream on!

Zhao Han still didn't give up, and said: "Shopkeeper, why don't you let the kid cook a dish, how about you taste it first?" ”

The shopkeeper seemed to see something, and sneered and stifled one word: "Get out!" ”

Zhao Han persevered, and said: "Shopkeeper, I will also tell the book, or I will say a paragraph now." Let's say that at the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, there was a Niujia village in Lin'an Prefecture......"

The shopkeeper had completely regarded Zhao Han as a liar, and shouted: "Call me out!" ”

The shopkeeper immediately came over to catch up with people, and Zhao Han could only choose to get out of the way.

After finding a few more shops, no matter how Zhao Han blows it, no matter what kind of work Zhao Han wants to do, he has to meet a necessary premise: three innocent locals cooperate to protect it!

It seems that there is no hope for working to make money, so I can only find another way out.

Then go south immediately, before autumn arrives, to reach the relatively warm south, lest you stay in Tianjin in winter and freeze to death.

Of course, there is one more thing that seems more urgent at the moment.

Zhao Han came to a pharmacy and asked, "Shopkeeper, do you have any trauma medicine?" ”

"What kind of trauma?" The shopkeeper asked rhetorically.

Zhao Han was silent for a moment, and chose to tell the truth: "Anal fissure ......"

Yesterday's constipation, the old wound was broken, and the blood flowed like an aunt's door.