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The proprietress who was dressed in an apricot yellow shirt before changed into a plain white dress today. Although it is not very compatible with the atmosphere of purple and red and red lights in the building, it also has a unique flavor.

Today, the proprietress did not shuttle between the buildings as usual, but stayed quietly in her room, looking a little restless.

There was a knock on the door, and a woman's voice said loudly: "Eldest sister, several adults please come over and have a glass of wine!"

When the proprietress heard this, she hurried to the door and opened it. A woman in her early twenties glanced left and right and dodged into the room.

The proprietress took the woman to the back room and asked in a low voice, "Got it?"

The woman nodded, mumbled, handed a pinecone-shaped thing in her hand to the proprietress and said, "I just got the news." ”

The proprietress took the pinecone-shaped thing in her hand and gently pressed it somewhere, and a small hole appeared in the middle of the pinecone.

The proprietress took out a small paper roll from the small hole, unfolded it, and only then did she look at it, and tears flowed down her face.

The woman next to her saw the proprietress crying, and hurriedly asked, "Sister, something happened?"

The proprietress quickly finished reading the piece of paper and handed it to the woman, tears raining down.

The woman took the piece of paper, glanced at it hurriedly, and her face immediately turned pale, her silver teeth were clenched, and tears poured down her eyes.

After reading the paper, the woman reached out and hugged the proprietress tightly. The two hugged each other and cried bitterly, but they suppressed their cries tightly.

The two of them were crying, and there was a shouting outside: "What about Su Dangjia? What about Su Dangjia? Why didn't you come out to drink tonight?

When they heard the shout, they tried to stop their crying.

After whispering a few words to the other woman, the proprietress wiped away her tears, picked up the fat powder, fluttered it on her face, put on a blue shawl, and opened the door and went out.

As soon as she got out, the proprietress showed a charming smile and shouted, "Come on, come on! Lord Yu, you haven't come to cheer for your little sister for a long time!"

In the wee hours of the morning. In the western suburbs of Beijing, a livestock slaughterhouse.

Although it was still only dawn, the people in the slaughterhouse had been busy for a while.

In the courtyard, several fat pigs, which had been divided into large pieces, had been moved to a donkey cart that had long been saddled.

In another place, several large oval giant wooden barrels, several round hairy pigs are soaking in the boiling water in the barrels.

A young man with quick hands and feet, holding an iron hook in his hand, was walking between several wooden barrels, constantly using the iron hook in his hand, taking turns turning several hairy pigs in large wooden barrels.

Next to several barrels is a large wooden case. On the board, a fat pig that had just been bled out, his four legs were still twitching.

The four men, each grasping one of the pig's feet, quickly slashed on the pig's four hooves with the ox ear knife in their respective hands. Then, the four men put their mouths on the opening that had just been cut, each grabbed one of the pig's hooves, and blew vigorously.

The cheeks of the four men suddenly puffed up.

In the field, a fat man is walking around.

The fat man is not tall, but his body is extremely wide, and at a glance, it looks like a boxy object moving in the field, which gives people an extremely strong visual impact.

The fat man shouted as he walked.

The fat man first shouted to the two young men who were loading the donkey cart with pork that had been divided into large pieces: "Alas, little three, little four, you throw it slowly! Be careful that the pig falls!" and shouted loudly to the old man holding the donkey cart: "Old Uncle Wang, you have put the cart in order, don't let the donkey move!"

Turning his head, the fat man yelled at the young man with the iron hook again: "Xiao Mao, you are sharper! Turn it faster! Slowly, wait until the pork is burned!"

After roaring, the fat man wiped the sweat from his head, and then turned his eyes to the four men who were puffing up their cheeks and holding pig's trotters to blow, and jumped to their feet and scolded: "You guys, haven't you eaten?! It's been blowing for so long, and you haven't blown up the pig! The water you just ate was eaten in vain?!"

Looking at the way he jumps his feet, it's really worrying, with his body shape, jumping like this, when he lands, will he crush his feet?

After scolding, the fat man wiped the sweat on his head again, and screamed: "Oh, this one and two, they are slow to do a job, but they are worried about the death of the fifth master!"

Except for the four men who were blowing at the four pig's trotters with their mouths and couldn't make a sound, the others were giggling and saying, "Shopkeeper, don't you always say that harmony makes money? ”

Looking at their appearance, they obviously didn't take the fat man's scolding to heart.

When the fat man saw their appearance, the majesty that he had finally shaken up just now suddenly weakened by three points, and he scolded hatefully: "Angry with you! You little cubs, you are angry with the fifth master." Then he shouted to the old Uncle Wang: "Old Uncle Wang, you don't want to help take care of these little cubs?

Old Uncle Wang laughed and replied, "Who doesn't know, the shopkeeper is a knife mouth tofu heart? ”

As soon as Uncle Wang said this, the fat man suddenly looked like a deflated ball, and half of his majesty was gone.

The fat man was about to speak, when the sound of horses' hooves came from outside the slaughterhouse.

Several people in the field heard the sound of horses' hooves and immediately stopped what they were doing. The four men who were holding the pig's trotters and blowing also put down the pig's trotters in their hands and grabbed the ox ear sharp knife in their hands.

The sound of horses' hooves stopped at the gate of the courtyard. Immediately, there was a sharp knock on the door.

Among the four men with ox-eared knives, the older one asked in a low voice, "Who?" A voice at the door replied in a low voice: "Little Liu!"

The questioning man glanced at the fat man, who nodded. The man walked to the door with a sharp knife, glanced out through the crack in the door, and opened the door. A sturdy man led his horse into the door, panting.

The man with the sharp knife waited for the sturdy man who led the horse to enter the courtyard, walked out of the door again, looked around, walked back to the door, closed the door, and turned back into the courtyard.

Another young man with a knife with a bull's ear took the reins from the sturdy man's hand and asked a little nervously, "Sixth brother, why did you come here so early?

No wonder the young man asked. You must know that the imperial court's control over horses is extremely strict. Whether it is the army or the people, all horses must be reported in the army or the government and branded.

There was a shortage of horses in this dynasty, and there were not enough cavalry to equip the officers and soldiers. As for the horses that were scattered among the people, most of them were in the hands of high-ranking officials and nobles. The rest is in the hands of those green forest heroes who gather in the mountains and forests. There are only these horses of the green forest heroes, and they will not report to the imperial court.

Ordinary people, except for those designated by the imperial court, were absolutely not allowed to own horses.

Among the people, anyone who has a secret possession or a private possession of horses shall be killed if they are discovered. If it is heavy, it will be punished with the intention of rebellion, and it will be linked to the nine clans.

This sturdy man, who is called Little Liu, has not received a notice from the slaughterhouse, and usually does not come here. Occasionally, he was ordered to come, and he never used horses.

Today, he came by himself so early, and he took a big risk, and even rode his horse, and it was inevitable that the young man who asked the question would be nervous.

The man known as Little Six didn't care about answering, walked quickly to the fat man, took out a small round iron cylinder from his arms, and said, "Shopkeeper, I received this at night." When I saw the marking, I did as you told me to do as fast as I could. ”

The fat man took the small round iron cylinder, and saw that the outside of the iron cylinder was surrounded by a dried bee with a thin thread.

The fat man's face tightened, and he made a gesture, and the four men with ox-eared sharp knives immediately walked to the door, opened the courtyard door, and walked out. The man who walked at the end closed the courtyard door with his backhand.

Others continued their work. However, no one in the audience spoke. The atmosphere was much duller all of a sudden. The man, who was called Little Liu, led the horse to the back to drink and feed himself.

The fat man himself took the small round iron cylinder in his arms, turned and walked into a room in the slaughterhouse.

Entering the house, the fat man walked to a corner of the wall, pressed it somewhere on the wall, and the ground in the corner slowly moved away, revealing a step.

The fat man walked down the steps, and below was a small dark room.

In the dark room, a pine oil lamp is burning, emitting a yellow glow. Through the dim light, you can see that there are some boxes in the dark room.

When the fat man went down to the dark room, he pressed on the wall again, and the entrance to the stairs slowly closed.

Then the fat man went to the corner of the darkroom again, and likewise reached out and groped somewhere on the wall. The middle of the wall slowly opened, revealing a dark stone door. It seems that there is a dark room in this dark room.

The fat man stretched out his hand and pressed it in two places on the stone door, and two holes were exposed in the stone door.

The fat man took out two keys from his arms, held one in each hand, inserted the keys into the hole in the stone door, and twisted both hands at the same time. There was a soft click, and inside the stone door, there seemed to be some mechanism opened.

The fat man took the key back, put it in his arms, stretched out his hands, and gently pushed on the stone door, and the stone door opened. Looking at the thickness of the stone gate, I am afraid that it is not two or three feet wide.

Such a bulky stone door, when the fat man pushed it open, he didn't make any sound.

The fat man walked into the dark door, pulled out a fire fold, and lit a torch by the door.

The fat man held the torch in his hand and walked along the corridor inside the door. After walking for dozens of meters, the road came to an end.

Through the light of the swaying torches, you can see that at the end of the corridor, there is a large stone room. In the stone room, the most placed are still boxes.

After the fat man inserted the torch into the torch hole in the wall, he took out the small round iron cylinder he had held earlier.

The fat man first gently removed the dried bees that were wrapped around the iron cylinder, and then, holding a small round iron cylinder in his left hand and a wire-like tip in his right hand, he gently flicked the lid of the iron cylinder after a few strokes on the iron cylinder.

The fat man poured out a small roll of paper from the iron cylinder.

Unfolding the paper roll, the fat man took a look, and the fat on his face immediately began to tremble slightly. The fat man watched as the fat on his face shook even more. When he finished reading all the pieces of paper, the fat man held the pieces of paper tightly in his hand, and his whole body trembled.

The fat man seemed to be trying to endure something. After enduring it for a while, the fat man couldn't bear it anymore, and fell to his knees with a pop, crying heartbreakingly: "Second child, ......!"