After evacuating the enemy's warehouse, carry supplies through the disaster year

Chapter 3
Ziyu wiped her hands heavily on the wall behind her, then rubbed her small face with her retracted palms, and lowered her head to blend in with the odd jobs in the backyard.

She took the freshly washed dishes from an aunt and sent them to the noisy big kitchen.

On a long table at the entrance, there are dishes just out of the pan, and the waiters who come and go to serve the dishes are busy making a pot of porridge.

There was a big pot on the stove in the back, steaming mist, and everyone in the sweltering big kitchen was so hot that their hearts were dry, and their voices were surprisingly loud.

After putting down the dishes, Ziyu turned her foot and walked past a row of cauldrons, and her shaking hands touched the sides of the two cauldrons to leave.

"What about you! Why don't you wash the vegetables and walk around in the kitchen, get out quickly." The handyman shouted bossily.

Ziyu didn't say a word, she hurried out with a look of fear, and there was a voice of dissatisfaction behind her.

"The poor people really don't have any rules. You can enter the important kitchen!"

Ziyu who went out the back door threw down the slop bucket in her hand, ran two steps into the backyard of the next house, borrowed bedding and clothes from another house, and disappeared without a trace.

...

The bedroom, whose windows were covered by sheets, was a bit dark, with two coats and a few pieces of clothing on the exposed yellow cotton wadding.

On a piece of clean clothes next to her, there are rice and a stew pot that she brought along.

Ziyu squatted in front of the messy grass, patted the little guy curled up in a ball, and said.

"Xiao Luo, it's time to eat!"

The sleeping little guy trembled in shock, got up and threw himself into Ziyu's arms, hugged her in surprise, and said with his face up.

"Sister, you are back!"

"Hey, go to bed after eating!" Ziyu hugged Xiao Luo on the quilt, pointing to the smoking food in front of her eyes.

"Dirty hands!"

Ziluo spread out her jet-black little hands to Ziyu to see, her face was full of unconcealable joy, and a trace of silver overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

"If you eat dirty, you won't get sores. Wait until my sister finds water before washing."

Ziyu took out two chopsticks made of twigs and handed them to Xiao Luo, and gave him a portion of the only sea cucumber stew pot, mixed with rice.

Zi Luo, who was overwhelmed by the food, held the somewhat hot stew pot and clumsily picked up the rice with branches.

Ziyu, who was eating, glanced at Xiao Luo who was not crying out of the corner of her eye, and quickened her movements.Sitting on the quilt to eat, the siblings did not see a trace of embarrassment and rudeness.

After she was [-]% full, Ziyu stopped Xiao Luo from eating, hugged the little guy and started to talk.

"Xiao Luo, do you still remember grandparents and grandparents?"

"I don't remember!" Zi Luo, who was a little sleepy after eating, shook her head, trying to open her eyes wide and writhed uneasily.

"Sister, pee!" The little guy couldn't hold back and blushed.

Ziyu, who was raising a kid for the first time, suddenly realized, and disappeared in the bedroom in an instant.

In the dark and silent alley, the night wind blew on his body and made him feel cold, and the little black figure with his back turned hurriedly finished urinating.

The little face with the trousers up was wrinkled into a ball, but unfortunately no one could see the expression on his face clearly.

"Sister, it's so dark!" The low and timid voice made people feel distressed.

"Sister will take you back to sleep, you need to be alone! Close your eyes!"

Ziyu, who disappeared in place, stuffed the closed-eyed Xiao Luo into the old quilt, patted him until he fell asleep, and then left.

...

Tong'an Street, Jimin Pharmacy.

At Haishi, the curfew streets were empty, only the sound of beating watch was heard in the distance.

Ziyu, dressed in neat black, stepped on the wall and flew to take down the plaque of the Mei Family Medicine Hall.

Ziyu, hidden in the shadow, stroked the plaque with his right hand, and stayed on the small word 'An' in the upper right corner.

"It's really a good plan to seize the property of civilians without changing their names. The rich and powerful have been cruel and inhuman since ancient times."

Without any hesitation anymore, Ziyu put away the plaque, broke the copper lock on the door and pushed the door in. The image of the original owner playing as a child suddenly appeared in her mind.

The cute snow dumplings are loved by parents. When they were young, they often sat on their parents' knees and sang soup songs, and Wen Wan's mother waited on them with a smile.

Until Xiao Luo was born, the original owner loved this young brother like a treasure, but he couldn't bear the heavy blow of losing his parents, and he died.

Ziyu blinked away the wetness in her eyes, and a surge of anger surged in her heart. A family of doctors who were harmonious and dedicated to doing good deeds was destroyed because of the dirty hearts of some powerful people.

What a bullying Marquis of Anguo!What a great power!

The medicine cabinet, tables and chairs, warehouse, three large shops and all the items in the five rooms in the backyard were all put into the space villa by Ziyu, and she left behind closed doors.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, it is the time to be a knight.

The slender black shadow headed towards the bustling streets of Xicheng, dodging the soldiers patrolling the streets all the way.

Xiangfu Street, the busiest street in Yundu.

The 2000-meter-long long street gathers all kinds of shops of the upper-class dignitaries in Yundu, with all kinds of necessities, food, housing and transportation.

Ziyu, who was immersed in the scene, flashed in his mind the shops with the signboard with the word 'An', which accounted for [-]% of this long street.

She found that every half an hour, soldiers patrolling the city would pass by this street, and she flashed into the space to make a strong drug with the medicinal materials she received.

The rich medicinal materials made Ziyu handy, and when preparing a large jar of the drug, she also made a bottle of antidote.

In her previous life, when Ziyu was performing missions abroad, she often did things like taking advantage of others.Otherwise, with her little hard-earned money, how could she save hundreds of square meters of rich storage.

Ziyu, who took a pill of the antidote, covered her face with a black scarf with a sense of ritual, and flashed out of the space with a large guillotine on her shoulder.

She leaned her ears to hear the sound of orderly footsteps going away, the corners of her lips under the black scarf curled slightly, it was time for her to start work!

All embroidery shops, fur shops, clothing shops, shoe shops, cloth shops, grain shops, pastry shops, grocery shops, porcelain shops, jade silver shops, rare curio shops, pharmacies, calligraphy and painting shops, bookstores, and pawn shops with the word "An" will be sold at once. null.

The goods that Anguohou Mansion settled in Xiangfu Street are all high-quality goods, even the most humble grocery stores sell top-quality goods.

Wherever they passed, they were like locusts crossing the border without leaving any traces. Who would have thought that the closed gate would be completely looted.

Occasionally, there was a janitor staying in the store, and a drug was used to solve it easily.

In case of resistance, the guillotine will be used, and Ziyu, who has seen life and death, does not change her face or shake her hands.

When she sneaked into an iron shop, she heard faint tinkling sounds coming from the ground, she held her breath and stomped on the ground lightly like a cat.

After scraping away all the ironware in the shop, she quickly left. She deeply felt that the blacksmith shop that appeared here was strange.

But these things are not something she should take care of as a person of different time and space, and it is the best policy to stay away.

In the car and sedan shop next door, there are ten luxury carriages. The corners and wheels are all wrapped with copper and iron. The decorated canopy and curtains are embroidered with gold and silver silk.

There are ready-made travel tools, and Ziyu accepts them all, even the old rack car that creaks in the backyard.

For an hour, the 2000-meter bustling street was scraped away by Ziyu in half, and then quietly left without leaving a word.

Rushing to the small street in the backyard of An Guohou's Mansion without stopping, Ziyu aroused a strong interest in the magnificent high-walled compound in front of her.

(End of this chapter)