Infrastructure: I survive in troubled times

Chapter 24

"The width of Chengtian Street is about 150 steps, and the length is [-] steps." Chen Zhongyuan lowered his voice.

Hong Lianshuo silently calculated in his heart: One step is equivalent to one meter, which is simply wider than the road in the underground base where she is located. It should be said that it is wider than any road she has ever seen.

From here, you can see the tall and magnificent palace towers, the style is magnificent, in Hong Lianshuo's eyes, this is a lot of work and money!
"Hey! Chen Xiaowei, Mrs. Hong, have you found it? There are very few corpses on Chengtian Street." Sixi said in surprise, "They are so kind."

"The blood is not dry!" Hong Lianshuo pointed to the bluestone street, his ears moved slightly, "Hurry up!"

They dodged into the shops on the street, and like other shops, the corpses were lying all over the place.

Just after hiding, I heard the sound of hurried horse hooves, and the undried blood on the ground was splattered with blood.

"No wonder there are no corpses, for the convenience of the horses." Sixi understood.

"This proves that our method is feasible." Chen Zhongyuan said with excitement in his heart.

As soon as the words fell, a creaking sound was heard, and then they were all pulled away by the scooter.

"Why didn't you read it?" Hong Lianshuo's deep black eyes stared at Chen Zhongyuan, who lowered his head.

"I've never felt this way before. I don't want to be thrown away like an animal." Chen Zhongyuan's big copper-bell-like eyes were covered with a layer of mist, watching the blood dripping from the cart, dripping, dripping, dripping on the ground. .

"Then make yourself stronger!" Hong Lianshuo looked at him with dark eyes and said, "It's useless to talk about it."

The squeaking sound of the car lingered for a long time, and the blood gradually dried up under the scorching sun, leaving a deep rust color.

"What's so fragrant?" Hong Lianshuo asked, sniffling.

Chen Zhongyuan sniffed like a puppy, sucked in his saliva and said, "It's the smell of steamed cakes."

"It's so close to us, is there any hope?" Hong Lianshuo looked at him with green eyes and said.

"Let's see where it is first?" Chen Zhongyuan said wisely, although his heart had already flown by.

"Wait, I'll come when I go." Hong Lianshuo, who was starving with gold stars, went out and said, no one wanted to stop her.

"Miss Hong, you should be careful." Chen Zhongyuan looked at her worriedly and said.

"Don't worry!" Hong Lianshuo took the machete and quickly disappeared in front of them.

Hong Lianshuo smelled the smell and found it. It turned out to be the smell coming from a yard next to Chengtian Street.

Hong Lianshuo looked around carefully, no one was there at noon, and he flew over the roof with his toes a little.

Hong Lianshuo leaned on the eaves and leaned down, there was no one to guard it, it was really strange.

The yard is wide and wide, and he can see the head at a glance, and there is a soil stove in the yard.

It was steaming hot from above, and the tangy aroma was blowing in the face.

I found it, how do I get it!

It's not easy to steal!
It doesn't matter, if the thief doesn't get away, he has to take it back no matter what, adults can bear it, but children can't bear it.

From yesterday to now, only half a steamed bun.

Taking advantage of no one, Hong Lianshuo jumped off the eaves and walked to the earthen stove, greedily inhaling the smell of steamed cakes.

Reaching out to lift the cover, "Hush..." Hong Lianshuo quickly squeezed his earlobe, "It's so hot!"

"who?"

Hong Lianshuo's eyes narrowed, and the machete in his hand was already resting on his shoulder.

"Don't move around, swords have no eyes." Hong Lianshuo looked up and down at the man in front of him. He had a typical national character face, his hair was wrapped in a towel, and he was wearing a gray apron. "Chef?"

"Miss spare your life, maiden spare your life, we are also forced to cook for them." He was so frightened that his lips trembled and he said in fear, trembling all over, trying to keep himself from falling.

"I can spare your life, I need it?" Hong Lianshuo tapped the steamer on the row of soil stoves with his chin.

"No problem," he readily agreed.

There is nothing wrong with such a happy promise!

"I'm also a Han Chinese." His black and white eyes were full of hatred.

"How much the girl wants, I'll get it for you." He leaned towards the earth stove.

"I want a lot?" Hong Lianshuo raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"How much do you want?" he asked directly.

"It's all." Hong Lianshuo stared at him for a moment and said.

"No problem!" he said, looking at her without frowning.

no problem?You dare, I dare not!Hong Lianshuo looked him up and down 83 times, his eyes full of questions.

"It's freshly steamed here, and there are still steamed ones in the house." He pointed his thumb towards the room behind him.

"It's almost time for dinner. I'll take you away, how can I do business?" Hong Lianshuo asked worriedly as he looked at him with deep and clear eyes.

He was relieved when he heard the words, and said with a sigh of relief, "These steamed cakes will not be used for a while, and they probably have to drink this wine until the evening, and there is still time."

"Have they been drinking?" Hong Lianshuo looked at him with his dark eyes lightly shaking.

"Have you won? You can't celebrate!" He said with a yin and yang grin.

"You did it all by yourself?" Hong Lianshuo looked at him worriedly and said, "Don't implicate you."

"Thank you for your concern, it won't hurt me." He said with a smile on his face, "I call the shots here." His eyes dimmed and he said, "The remaining six people are also miserable people."

"Then I'm welcome." Hong Lianshuo said with joy.

"But how do you take it, girl?" he looked at her worriedly and said.

"I'll come when I go, and I'll take everything with me." Hong Lianshuo took back the machete and looked at him and said.

Hong Lianshuo ran to the wall, kicked his foot against the wall, and landed on the top of the wall.

The chef looked straight at the high wall, and said to himself, "No wonder people come and go freely. With this skill, one can escape one by one." Turning to the kitchen, he looked at the busy people inside. They were sweating profusely, and they talked about the ins and outs of the matter and said, "You guys give a reaction! Do you agree?"

"Agree, there's nothing you can't agree with," they said in unison.

"I don't know if we can save our lives for the sake of cooking so hard."

"Stop dreaming, people and animals will not be left wherever the Yi and Di have passed."

"Ah..." A sigh.

"I don't know if we expose it, will there be any chance of life?"

"The emperor's head was also chopped off by Taiwei, Sikong and the others, and he gave it to the Yidi! But the result! He died the fastest!" The chef's dark eyes swept over them, and the last trace of luck in their eyes, Hope was shattered.

"You wait for the barbarians to have no faith!"

"It's good to have someone alive."

"Live one is one!" they said without complaint.

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