The house is on fire
Busy and busy, day by day.
In the blink of an eye, another half a month has passed.
The house on the outskirts of the city has been rejuvenated by Jia Xiucai's skillful hands, and with slight changes, it has been rejuvenated.
Aunt Jia is hardworking and capable, and arranges the dozen or so working ladies in the essential oil workshop in an orderly manner.
Zhao Sichen selected a few clever girls and taught them how to use distillation bottles.
Soon, the production line started production.
They selected the largest number of roses with the most strong fragrance as raw materials, but within two days, the first batch of rose essential oil rolled off the production line.
Zhao Sichen and Yun Bi tried different proportions of roses and honey several times, and finally made a rose honeydew with just the right amount of fragrance and sweetness.
On the day when the rose honeydew was brewed with warm water for the first time, the whole Zhao Mansion was fragrant, which made Guo Anyang and Zhao Yufeng reluctant to step out of the door.
Guo Anyang and Zhao Yufeng drank one cup after another, and they drank three cups of rose honeydew before they were willing to go to the school.
Even Zhao Zhufei, who had a mediocre reaction to desserts, praised a few times: "Unprecedented, sweet but not greasy, delicious!" β
After Zhao Sichen tasted it, he was also very satisfied.
She is confident that this rose honeydew will be an instant hit in Daqing City and capture the hearts of countless young ladies.
Yun Bi imagined: "Rose honeydew is not only suitable for direct flushing, but also suitable for desserts. I'm going to try making a few desserts with rose honeydew and I'll try it for you. β
Zhao Sichen drooled: "Rose honey lotus, rose honey cake, rose maltose ......"
Yun Bi smiled and leaned back: "But just a little bit of a start, you just said it." β
Although the renovation of the house on the side of the restaurant is a big job, it is also nearing the end with Jia Xiucai's ruthless supervision and the active cooperation of all craftsmen.
Zhao Sichen counted the little money he had left, and his heart was a little calmer: "Fortunately, fortunately, it's almost time to be able to pick peaches, and this money will definitely last until the restaurant opens." β
If the construction period is delayed for another month or two, her purse will be empty, and she will not know where to get the money.
Zhao. The richest man in the world. Sichen, suddenly.
Occasionally, in the interval between busyness, Zhao Sichen would think of Wei Qianlang.
Come to think of it, it's been more than two months since they last met.
The three princes are busy with noble affairs, and may have forgotten her.
But Steward Xing has always been thinking about her, and from time to time he sends new things over.
Alas.
Zhao Sichen sighed.
Who to find to make a name for yourself?
Dead skin came to the door, although she Zhao Sichen could do it.
But the other party was Wei Qianlang, and Zhao Sichen was inexplicably resistant.
I heard that Xing Xiaozhi, the housekeeper of the Three Princes' Mansion, is a well-known figure in Daqing City.
Perhaps, go and ask him to think of a way?
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Soon, several major events were dealt with.
The burden in Zhao Sichen's heart seems to have been lifted.
In addition, the spring night is long, the warm breeze is slow, and it is very good to sleep.
That night, Zhao Sichen soaked his feet warmly, changed into a newly made mulberry silk nightgown, and lay down comfortably on the bed.
Who knows, Zhao Sichen just closed his eyes, and suddenly opened them again.
A light and fine, slightly flustered footsteps came from far and near.
After a whileβ
"Miss, Miss......"
Yun Bi's voice sounded softly in the doorway.
Zhao Sichen's heart jumped, he jumped up suddenly, his light body rose from the bed, barely touched the floor, jumped to the door in two steps, and opened the door.
Brought up a gust of wind.
Yun Bi stood at the door and saw Zhao Sichen open the door.
She seemed to be afraid of scaring Zhao Sichen, so she paused, and then said softly: "Miss, the restaurant is on fire." β
"On fire?!" Zhao Sichen's voice raised an octave.
"Shh......h
"Yes, yes," Zhao Sichen lowered his voice in a sneering voice.
Guo Anyang and Zhao Yufeng are still sleeping, don't wake up others.
Zhao Sichen lowered his voice and asked urgently, "Why did it suddenly catch fire?" β
"I don't know ......"
It has been drizzling for the past two days, and Jia Xiucai attaches great importance to the project, patrolling three times a day and sending people on duty at night.
Can it catch fire?
Zhao Sichen said in a low voice: "This matter is very strange. β
Seeing Zhao Sichen's gloomy face, Yun Bi comforted: "Miss, don't be too anxious, the fire has been extinguished."
Just now, Aunt Zhuo came to me first and told me what happened.
I didn't want to wake you up, but I don't think it's easy, so I'd better come and talk to the young lady......"
"Did you hurt anyone?"
"Thankfully, not."
"Did you report it?"
"It's reported, Steward Zhuo and Uncle Zhao have already gone over to deal with it."
Zhao Sichen said: "You wait for me, I'll change my clothes and go over with you." β
Yunbi wanted to speak and stopped, wanting to persuade, but she endured it.
The spring day and night are cold, and there are three watches in the middle of the night, how can a girl go out.
If it is an ordinary daughter of a family, she is afraid that if she stands under the eaves and blows the cold wind, she can be sick for three or five days.
But Miss is such a hard life, and she can't be persuaded to persuade her, so she can only go.
With less than a stick of incense, Zhao Sichen changed his clothes and walked out of the door.
Yun Bi took out a black cloak from the room and put it on her hand.
Seeing Zhao Sichen stepping out of the room, he put it on her intimately.
Aunt Zhuo had already called the coachman to wait at the door, and followed Zhao Sichen and Yun Bi to board the carriage.
The horse's hooves trampled triumphantly on the empty and silent street, and it became more and more lonely.
The groom knew that his master was in a hurry, and drove forward steadily and quickly.
The restaurant was not far from Zhao's house, but in a quarter of an hour, Zhao Sichen had already arrived at the restaurant.
She was so anxious that she jumped off the carriage without waiting for it to stop.
The cold wind of spring blew Zhao Sichen's heart cold.
The southwest corner of the restaurant was blackened by fire.
One roof was destroyed by fire.
The ground was littered with broken bricks and crooked wooden beams.
At this time, although the fire had been extinguished, wisps of black smoke were left to rise.
As soon as the wind blew, it dispersed.
Steward Zhuo reported to the official as soon as possible.
By the time Zhao Sichen arrived, the officials of Jingzhao Mansion were already on the scene.
Steward Zhuo is an insider, and as soon as the three or five officials arrived, he was still busy, and he had already stuffed a few pieces of broken silver into the hands of the officials.
Therefore, although it disturbed the rest of the officials at night, their attitude was fine.
Seeing Zhao Sichen coming, Zhao Zhufei silently retreated from Steward Zhuo and walked to Zhao Sichen's side.
"How?" Zhao Sichen tilted his head and asked Zhao Zhufei in a low voice.
Zhao Zhufei said: "The fire in the restaurant was discovered early and extinguished quickly. β
"Where did the fire originate?"
"The source is in the kitchen."
"A fire in the kitchen?!" Zhao Sichen snorted coldly, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he seemed to smile: "The newly built kitchen, which has not been stained with any oil smoke, can make such a big fire?" β
Zhao Zhufei shrugged.
There are more brainless people in this world-
But among these people, the eldest lady of the Zhao family is not included.
In just three or two sentences, Zhao Sichen has already found that there is something greasy in it.
Zhao Sichen and Zhao Zhufei whispered a few words, and Steward Zhuo hurried over after dealing with the servants: "The fire burned from the kitchen in the middle of the night.
Fortunately, Jia Xiucai was thoughtful, put water tanks around the house early, and left people who kept vigil to find out about the fire as soon as possible.
Extinguish the fire with water from the nearest tank to prevent the fire from spreading. β
"Is it badly burned?"
"The kitchen burned down, and there was no spread elsewhere."
When Jia Xiucai designed it, he had already expected that the kitchen would have smoke and candles, so the kitchen was relatively independent from other houses, and large water tanks were placed in the four corners to store water for emergencies.
Zhao Sichen nodded, signaling that he had heard.
In the pile of burned bricks in front of them, the three or five officials turned over in the east and west, and took a few small sticks and stabbed them in the east and west.
Collapsed roofs, blackened bricks scattered all over the place, and withered flowers and trees all around.
Zhao Sichen's heart was dripping blood.
Money, money, it's all money!!
The silver she spent was burned in a fire.
Thankfully, the fire didn't burn, and if it burned down the whole houseβ
The dark canopy of heaven was pressed down.
Zhao Sichen's face was not much better, he looked at the scene in front of him with a gloomy face, and his heart was angry.
The officials checked it at random, and beckoned Steward Zhuo over: "Look at you, there is a lot of wood and paint, all of which are easy to catch fire.
This time the fire was in the kitchen, which must have been caused by oil sparks.
Be careful in the future! β
Steward Zhuo argued with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, we are repairing the house, the kitchen is rebuilt, and there is no oil stain at all, how can it be caused by oil sparks?" β
When the leading official heard Steward Zhuo's argument, his brows furrowed: "How do you know that there is no oil stain?" Or is it a remnant of the original kitchen? Or are your workers cooking in private? β
"Nothing, sir......"
"Alright, that's it. If you have any opinions, go find Jing Zhaoyin yourself. The officials turned and wanted to leave.
Steward Zhuo was anxious: "My lord, you can't be so arbitrary......"
"How many nights have our brothers come over, and you say we are arbitrary? Are you questioning our ability to do things?! You're so powerful, or you'll handle the case yourself? β
The officer's voice rose up.
"That's it." Zhao Sichen said lightly.
The voice was not loud, but the coercion in the voice succeeded in making everyone shut up.
Only then did the leading official find Zhao Sichen standing aside.
Covered under a black cloak, his face was sad and joyful.
It's obviously a girl who is not tall, but her face is gloomy but a little timid.
Zhao Sichen said: "Steward Zhuo, you will send these adults back to Jingzhao Mansion for me." β
"Miss, this mess ......"
"I'll clean it up tomorrow."
"Yes."
"Neighbors who come to help today, remember to send a thank you gift tomorrow."
"Yes."
"The three or five workers who helped put out the fire just now will be rewarded with 500 big dollars per person."
"Yes, miss."
Zhao Sichen finished telling things and sighed slightly.
She lowered her head and thought for a while, then raised her head and looked at Zhao Zhufei.
The two of them looked at each other.
Years of cooperation, full of tacit understanding.
Zhao Zhufei said softly: "Tomorrow, Zishi." β
Zhao Sichen nodded.