Jiaohua

Chapter 240 I have something to do at night
A few people walked towards them carrying things, with sad faces, Tie Zhu closed his mouth, and said after they left: "A Li, I told you a while ago, I said that there are many dead soldiers from outside in the capital." , They are going to the streets to chop people up."

Xia Zhaoyi nodded: "Yes, I remember."

"Didn't I check it later? They were a few tall and burly Lianjiazi. They also took away many storytellers. Two of them didn't come back. One was Hu Fangzhai's old man Cheng. Tian was found dead outside the city, it was a violent death, it was tragic. I guessed it at the beginning, I said that the old man must have been killed, I was really right."

"Where's the government?" Xia Zhaoyi said, "Have the people from the government checked?"

"There are so many people dying every day, the government is simply too busy. You don't even know how chaotic the world is." Tie Zhu said.

Xia Zhaoyi raised his eyebrows, nodded, and remained silent.

After being silent for a while, Tie Zhu looked at Xia Zhaoyi cautiously, and said, "Ali, then is my news... useful to you?"

"Huh?" Xia Zhaoyi turned around.

Tie Zhu smiled, a little embarrassed, and reached out to touch his stomach.

Xia Zhaoyi understood, took out a penny and put it in his bowl: "Here."

The pennies were of some weight, and they made a light clashing sound with the broken bowl.

Tie Zhu was stunned, looked down at the broken silver in the broken bowl, then raised his head: "Ah, Ah Li, it's too much."

"As I told you before, autumn and winter are hard, so you can buy some clothes," Xia Zhaoyi said, "Your news is very useful."

Tie Zhu nodded, carefully put away the broken silver, and couldn't help but look at Xia Zhaoyi again.

The girl walked slowly beside him, as if thinking about something.

The weather is not very good today, there is no sun, and there are accumulated clouds, but the sky is still bright, but it is a bit stuffy.

Under this kind of skylight, the girl's face looked abnormally white and tender, as if it could reflect light, walking in the crowd so upright, Tie Zhu felt that she was actually very eye-catching, but she was relatively young.

Tie Zhu withdrew his gaze, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed in his heart.

He grew up on the streets, and it was enough for him to have something to eat. He never wore a face, but now he felt a little strange.

This feeling is called inferiority complex.

The money given this time was really too much. In the current currency, one coin is equal to one hundred coins, and the little girl gave him so much directly.

Since he was a child, there are people who will be so generous and easy to him.

Tie Zhu felt his lips were dry, he licked them, and looked at Xia Zhaoyi.

He seldom asked her back questions, such as why he needed to know so much information. He understood that there were many things to ask, and he could shut up if he could, but now Tie Zhu couldn't help it.

"Well, Ari, your own clothes don't seem to be very good. I don't think you are a child of a poor family..."

The girl was a little lost in thought, and said casually, "Just keep warm. I go to many places every day. Good clothes are not practical for me."

"Oh," Tie Zhu responded, and then said, "Ah Li, where should I go if I want to find you in the future? I had several pieces of news that I wanted to tell you, but I forgot what to say now. .”

"Well," Xia Zhaoyi thought for a while, then stopped and said, "Well, Tie Zhu, please do me a favor."

"Huh?" Tie Zhu's eyes lit up, "Tell me, Ah Li, what are you doing?"

Xia Zhaoyi looked around, saw a writing gentleman not far away, and said, "Come."

Tie Zhu followed.

There were quite a few people who came to entrust them to write letters, and there were six or seven people queuing up.

Although the writers wrote fast, they read slowly, and some of them even stopped to think.

Xia Zhaoyi brought Tie Zhu over, and the writer said, "Little guest officer, where are you writing letters?"

"Borrow a pen and paper." Xia Zhaoyi said, placing a few copper plates on the stall, while looking at the other calligraphy and paintings on his shop.

Seeing that she looked like she had read books, Mr. Writer nodded and handed over the extra pen and ink beside her.

Tie Zhu followed her. Although he saw many writing stalls like this on the street, he seldom came here. Now he followed her, thinking it was very novel and fun.

The person in front of the stall was still reading the message, very slowly, the writer wrote stroke by stroke, while turning his eyes to look at the girl next to him.

The girl seemed to be writing a prescription. The writing teacher looked at her handwriting and gradually froze, feeling that something was wrong.

He was taken aback for a moment, how could this little girl's handwriting be exactly the same as his?
The writer looked back at his handwriting, and then looked at her again.

"Hey, hello!" The guest in front of him was displeased, and raised his hand to knock on the table.

The writer came back to his senses, and said awkwardly: "I didn't hear you clearly just now, read it again..."

"All right."

At this time, the girl picked up the tip of the brush, blew on the ink on it, and after it dried a little, thanked the master writer, and left with the little beggar.

The writer raised his eyes and looked at her, secretly thinking that this is really strange.

"Here." Xia Zhaoyi handed a new prescription to Tie Zhu.

Tie Zhu took it over and looked at the words on it. Except for one, two, three, four, five, he only knew "white" and "mountain".

"You want me to grab the medicine for you?" Tie Zhu raised his head and said.

"I can't catch it," Xia Zhaoyi stopped and said, "How is your memory?"

"Let's be so-so."

"Then you bring a companion to help you memorize it together," Xia Zhaoyi said, looking at the prescription in his hand, "This prescription is for severe heart attacks, and the ingredients on it will definitely make them reject you, so you are right by your side." Stand still, pretend to be anxious, write down their conversations with other people, as much as you can listen to, and the key point is the number of some medicinal materials mentioned."

"Okay." Tie Zhu nodded half-understanding, and said, "Which pharmacy should I go to?"

"Every pharmacy needs it. There are several big pharmacies in the capital. I only went to Ping'an Hall and Baohe Hall, and I haven't had time to go to the others."

"Well, where can I find you then?"

Xia Zhaoyi thought for a while and said, "Do you know Qiluyuan? It's a bookstore at Qili Bridge on Huiyang Street."

"I know, will I wait for you there tonight?"

"I have something to do tonight, let's do it tomorrow, tomorrow is time."

"Oh..." Tie Zhu nodded and folded the prescription.

There was a commotion in the distance at this time, Xia Zhaoyi and Tie Zhu looked up, the crowd gave way to both sides, and a group of patrolling cavalry and spearmen ran towards them, very fast.

Watching them pass by, Tie Zhu said lightly: "People are really panicking now."

"Yes." Xia Zhaoyi said.

"Many people die every day, and we don't know when it will be our turn."

Xia Zhaoyi paused, looked at him, and smiled: "I'm off to work, so be careful."

"Ah."

"See you tomorrow." Xia Zhaoyi said, then turned and left.

Tie Zhu looked down at the prescription in his hand, then looked up at the figure of the girl.

If I remember correctly, she just said that she has something to do at night.

What can be done at night, don't they all sleep, they have no room to sleep in, so they have to find a corner to sleep.

(End of this chapter)