"What's going on, how did it burn?"
With a gloomy face, he casually grabbed a person who was rushing forward with a basin in his hand.
The man was grabbed by him fiercely, and he couldn't hold back for a while, causing most of the water in the basin in his arms to sway and spill out. He looked at Bo Wanghou in panic and panic, and stammered, "Slave, I don't know, just... it just burned for no reason..."
"Hurry up and put out the fire!" Bo Wanghou yelled angrily, threw him away, walked a few steps towards the fire, stepped back a few steps after being scalded by the heat, raised his hand to cover his face, he looked at the raging fire with sinister eyes, his face was very ugly.
The raging fire seemed to be conscious, only igniting the courtyard, and there was no spark in the rest of the place.
But even though so many people from the Bowanghou Mansion went to battle, they couldn't extinguish this strange fire.
The fire burned all night, and when it was finally extinguished, even the ground was scorched black.
Bo Wanghou casually pushed away the servants who were holding the water basin and carrying the wooden barrel, and hurried forward, seeing the large area of scorched black, he felt dizzy for a while.
Although he had already planned to give up this place, he was really disturbed by this unreasonable disaster.
Although he is used to licking blood from the edge of a knife, he is still a person who is afraid of gods and ghosts. Lianhua bluntly said that Su Li deserved what he deserved, and now there is a fire here for no reason...
Thinking of that night, Su Li's blood almost soaked the land of this house.
If she deserved what she deserved, then her flesh and blood are filth.
Is it a warning from the sky? That's why the sky fires down...
Various thoughts ran through Bo Wanghou's mind, although his face was still gloomy and there was no panic, but there was still a sudden sudden in his heart.
"It's just bad luck!"
He snorted coldly, raised his hand and looked for the butler of the Hou's Mansion, "Dig the ground three feet, find someone to dig out the soil and pour it into the river for this Marquis, and then find someone to seal this yard, and this Marquis will never see this place in his lifetime!"
Hou Bowang finished roaring in extreme anger, shook his sleeves and left.
The housekeeper dared not answer, he hurriedly obediently agreed, and hurriedly found the servants of the Hou's mansion. Dozens of people worked together to dig the yard three feet into the ground. The burnt black soil and the moist soil below were all smashed into sacks, packed into several cars, and quickly transported to the riverside.
"I don't know what's wrong with Lord Hou, it's going to be like this all of a sudden..."
The elder son of the housekeeper was responsible for transporting the soil into the river. He was a little puzzled when he thought that so much soil would be filled into the river.
The rest of the people in the Hou Mansion were more puzzled than him, and they all complained, "There is too much soil, if it is poured into the river all at once, the people who live by the river will cause trouble."
"Yes, there are some who specialize in water business, let's do it like this, can't..."
"Don't talk about it, work more quickly, with Master Hou here, even if they are upset, they will take it to heart!"
The housekeeper's son also murmured in his heart, but this was a task entrusted to him, so he had to finish it.
It was just that he led the team to the river when he was stopped by a businessman with a big belly. He saw them pushing so many sacks, and when he untied them, he saw that it was dirt.
His eyes were astonishingly bright, as if he had met a savior, "My little brother, how do you sell these soil? I need to burn a kiln, and I am short of soil!"
Several people were stunned, looked at each other, couldn't help licking their lips, this dirt, can you sell it for money
The housekeeper's son is more knowledgeable, although he is also eager to sell for money, but he thought of Bo Wanghou's order and the soil quality of the soil, hesitantly said, "But our soil is just ordinary black soil, not kiln clay..."
"Hey, I want this kind of soil. There is a recipe in my ancestral home that requires this kind of soil, but this kind of soil is all from other people's homes. Who would dig their own foundation and sell it to me? You're all going to dump it in the river anyway. It's better to use waste. Brother, just sell it to me. I want it at a high price!"
The businessman looked like this was his last hope. Seeing a few people hesitate, he couldn't help gritting his teeth and said cruelly, "One hundred taels, I want it, will it work!"
After hearing the words, several servants looked like they had been hit by money, and their eyes were red with excitement.
They work as servants in the Hou's Mansion, and they only get one or two months' wages a month. There are ten people here, even if they are divided equally, each of them will get five months' wages for nothing.
Everyone was very excited, and they hinted at the housekeeper's son with their eyes.
"Brother, promise to come down, it happens to deal with these, and you can get some silver taels."
"That's right, if you don't tell me, I won't tell you, Master Hou doesn't know that the soil didn't enter the river!"
But the housekeeper's son was still a little hesitant. He had more contact with Bo Wang Hou, but he knew how cruel this man was.
Seeing that he was still hesitant, the businessman said with a heartbroken face, "My brothers, I really have a batch of goods that I am in a hurry to ship out, but there are some mistakes in the materials. How about it, two hundred taels, take a look. If it doesn't work, I will go to other places to look..."
As soon as two hundred and two came out, several people almost went crazy, even the housekeeper's son was a little shaken.
"elder brother… "
Several people tugged at his sleeves desperately.
The businessman waited and saw that he still didn't speak, he couldn't help showing a disappointed look on his face, and said helplessly, "Since the little buddy doesn't sell it, then I'll try my luck elsewhere..."
As he said that, he turned around in a daze and wanted to leave.
Under the eyes of all the servants who were about to eat him, the housekeeper's son finally made up his mind, "Wait a minute, we're selling it!"
The businessman was so excited that he was about to cry, and he was so excited that he knelt down before them. He hurriedly asked his servants to take out the silver taels, and they paid the money with one hand and delivered the goods with the other.
The steward's son threw away the silver taels in his hand, and followed the merchant cautiously with a few servants. Seeing that he was really going to the kiln in the city, he immediately felt relieved. He smiled and distributed the silver taels to everyone, smiling slightly, but his eyes were threatening.
Everyone shuddered in their hearts, but when they saw the white money, they all raised their hands to swear, and they got the benefits, and they didn't have to do hard work anymore, so they immediately became happy.
On the other side, there were a few people in black clothes standing inside the kiln, and they were A Jia and others who sneaked in again.
The businessman came in a hurry with the big sacks of soil, and when he saw Ajia, he said with a serious expression, "My lord!"
"Thanks for your hard work!"
Ah Jia nodded to him and signaled, "Let's do it."
The businessman immediately ordered people to throw those sacks filled with soil into the high-temperature cave dwelling, and after throwing them all in, he immediately said, "Seal the kiln!"
Following his order, the workers closed the kiln.
The sudden high temperature made the faces of those around him turn red, and they retreated a few steps out of instinct.
At the same time, in a small room in the kiln factory, Gu Jiuxiao, who was lying on a plank bed with a pale face and no sound, suddenly had a strange red color on the white paper, as if countless small bugs were scurrying around in his body, and finally all rushed to his throat.
"Wow..." sounded.
Gu Jiuxiao spat out a big mouthful of blood.
The blood spurted to the ground, and a small white bug was about to escape quickly. A black satin boot trampled it down under his feet, and it only needed to be crushed hard, and it could be crushed to pieces.