At this time, there was no one else in the store, he looked tired, and was sitting at the table drinking porridge, with a plate of peanuts and a pickle. As soon as he raised his wrist, everyone saw that his right hand had been burned with several large blisters, and his skin was red.

He lives in the shop, and it seems that he has put a lot of effort into fighting the fire.

Huang Da approached and said with concern: "You, are you okay?"

Zhao Feng could still smile when he saw him: "It's okay." Looking up at a few people behind Huang Da, he couldn't help asking, "Who are these people?"

"This is my master. Zhao Da hurriedly introduced the two parties.

When Zhao Feng heard that the boy in front of him was the master of Chunshen Hall, he immediately stood up and saluted: "Young Master Shi, thank you." "If it weren't for the approval of the young master in front of him, Huang Da wouldn't have been able to order dozens of lanterns from him, then he might not be able to survive the early days of the store.

Yan Saburo waved his hand and sat down by himself: "How can the shop catch fire?"

"The official inquired about it, and I told the truth. I went to bed at the middle of the night, and suddenly I was awakened by the heat in my sleep, and when I went downstairs, I saw that the inside of the shop was already on fire. Speaking of this, Zhao Feng smiled bitterly, "I called someone and tried my best to extinguish the fire, but the fire was really fast." ”

He runs a lantern shop, and the shop is full of flammable products, and it will be out of control when it really burns.

Huang Da enthusiastically asked, "Have you seen any suspicious people nearby?"

Zhao Feng shook his head: "I've been busy fighting fires, and I'm full of people around, and I haven't noticed it." ”

"The fire started from your shop or nearby. Yan Saburo grasped the point, "Have you offended people recently?" A discerning person can see at a glance that the disaster site is centered on Zhao Feng's lantern shop, although it is necessary to take into account factors such as wind strength and wind direction, but it can be generally confirmed that the place where the fire started is at least very close to his shop.

"I've always done my job and I don't conflict with people. This question has already been asked by the official once, and he can answer it fluently, "If you say that you are offended, the three ruffians who came here a few days ago came to the door yesterday to blackmail." Miss Feng Jiajiu happened to be shopping in my store, and with the help of volunteers, she kicked them all out. Maybe ......"

Yan Saburo's ears rang with a chitose teasing: "Hey, Feng Lingzhao came to his store to buy things again, it's really interesting, does she like lanterns as much as a weasel?"

The boy ignored her nonsense and was about to speak, but Huang Da was furious: "Are those gangsters who came back to your store to blackmail?"

Those ruffians robbed money and smashed the store, he couldn't look past it, and taught them a small lesson with a laughing powder, and confiscated their ill-gotten gains by the way. Unexpectedly, these people found Zhao Feng again!

Huang Da was murderous in his heart, and he couldn't wait to correct these people on the spot.

"Yes......" Zhao Feng was stunned, "How do you know?" He met Huang Da after this.

"Uh. Huang Da was stuck, but quickly reacted, "I was passing by here at the time and saw it." ”

Zhao Feng was slightly stunned, and then suddenly suddenly. The ruffian came to him and knocked out the bamboo poles, and soon Huang Da came, gave him a bag of change and broken silver, and bought two lanterns for five times the price.

At that time, he still felt strange, but now he understands: it was Huang Da who snatched the money back for him.

He bowed to Huang Dachang to the end, and was even more polite to Yan Sanlang than he had just been: "Thank you!"

It seems that he has thanked people a lot in the past two days.

Before Huang Da could react, the white cat jumped out of the bookcase, walked around the table twice, and said impatiently: "Can you talk about business first?"

Of course, her words were only understood by Yan Lang and the weasel, and Zhao Feng on the opposite side saw a cat who was bullying the frost and snow suddenly appeared, and then meowed at Yan Saburo non-stop.

Yan Saburo touched the cat's head to appease, and then asked Zhao Feng: "I came here for a book in your store." I heard that it is very thick, and the torn page numbers will disappear. ”

"Ah, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed. Zhao Feng smiled bitterly, "The book was placed in the shop, and I didn't deliberately rescue it." Most of it was ......" The fire was so fierce that most of this flammable material was burned.

Yan Saburo pointed at the shop: "After the fire is extinguished, have you gone in to look for it?"

"I went in before the government came for help. Zhao Feng was gloomy, "Even the table burned down." "Will the books on the table still be spared?

Everyone looked at each other. The lantern shop was indeed the most burned, with only two or three blackened scorched trees left in the ashes, and the rest turned to ashes. Such a fire is indeed clear at a glance, and nothing is burned anyway.

Yan Saburo patted the cat's back gently: "Qianqian, you go and find it." "It's scorched in there, and if there's a treasure, the thousand-year-old glass lamp will prompt it.

Why are you so affectionate?" the white cat barked dissatisfiedly, but lightly jumped off the table and trotted out all the way.

The scene of the fire was indeed stopped by the officials, but they only stipulated that idlers were not allowed to enter, she is now a cat and not a person, who cares?

Taking advantage of Chitose's efforts to explore the ruins, Yan Saburo asked Zhao Feng: "Do you remember the title of the book?"

"Remember, "Mandarin Duck Spectrum". ”

Yan Saburo took out a pen and paper from the bookcase and handed it over: "You say, your name appears in the pattern on the book?"

"Yes, it's just a lot like. Zhao Feng drew with a pen. A skilled craftsman like Zhao Feng, in addition to strength and dexterity, must also know calligraphy and painting, and be good at brushwork, otherwise what should I do with the paintings and inscriptions on the lantern painting screen?

Of course, the lines were too complicated for him to reproduce them all, just sketching out a simple shape. But even so, it is enough for several people to see clearly:

The left and right pages of the book are each a semicircle, and when put together, they form a whole circle. And although Zhao Feng's pen power is inexhaustible, he clearly indicates that his name is on the left page.

Yan Saburo pointed to the right page: "What about the name on this, have you seen it?"

Zhao Feng hesitated: "I vaguely saw a name, but I wasn't sure." "The book was also weird, and he could only discover the name when he looked at it.

But at that time, who dares to say that they must be right?

That's the key to the wooden bell's mission," please write. ”

Zhao Feng picked up the pen and wrote down three words, and Huang Da couated to the side. He was illiterate, so he could only whisper, "Whose name is this?"

Yan Saburo looked at it with a good eye, and every time Zhao Feng wrote a word, he raised his eyebrows a little higher:

"Wind standing late?"

Zhao Feng put down his pen and smiled bitterly: "I don't know if it's the wrong name when I was dazzled." ”

"No, there are people. Yan Saburo put away the piece of paper, and the surprise in his heart was indescribable, "Have you heard of this person before?"

Zhao Feng shook his head: "Not before that day, but later I chatted with the shopkeepers around me, and I learned that this Fengli Evening Wind General has now entered Chunming City." ”

"Not bad. Feng Liwan led the troops to fight in the Liang State and made meritorious contributions, and now the official worships General Zuo. ”

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