As the sky was dim, the riot was finally over.

The people in the Yang Mansion ran around without any brainstorms, and hundreds of people from the Cao Gang circle circled around the Yang Mansion, but no one could tell what was going on.

The second half of the Hongchen Inn turned into a pile of flying ashes in the fire.

When building inns, most of the wood was used, and the fire could not be stopped. Fortunately, the wind was in the east at night, and the fire only burned the backyard clean, and the restaurant in front was not burned.

Ah Fu stood in the yard, watching this scene, covering his mouth, his old face twitched, and he cried bitterly.

Zhao Tieshan was also stunned. He was whispering in the fire, muttering sadly: "It's over, Uncle Fu, Song Dianjia and Miss Lingling were all burned to ashes. Alas, they were all burned to ashes. Look, this is a skull, this must be Song Langjun's skull. Miss Lingling's skull should not be that big. Huh? There are two more here? Why are there so many?"

Afu squatted on the ground, his nose, tears fell down, and a lot of them flowed.

If there are guests at home, I don’t want to entertain you anymore.

Zhao Tieshan sighed and pulled Ah Fu, "Uncle Fu, our inn has to continue to operate. Now that Song Lang is leaving, I feel very uncomfortable. I didn't have time to express my love to the girl Lingling, but this is Song Lang's store. Uncle Fu, you have to cheer up. Let's prepare for opening the business first."

Afu ignored Zhao Tieshan. He was really not in the mood to continue to operate.

Zhao Tieshan sighed, took out the meteorite kitchen knife from his waist, and wiped his mouth suddenly, full of courage, "Song Lang! Nie Madam! Don't worry, I will inherit your will and run this inn. Uncle Fu is old and has a bad mind, but I am Zhao Tieshan. As the most important person in the Hongchen Inn, I will definitely continue to do it!"

As he said that, Zhao Tieshan walked towards the door and opened the door to open business.

There are fewer guests today, but there are also many. After the guests come, they continue to drink tea and chess while talking about what is happening. Moreover, there is more topics to talk about during eating and drinking, which is even more interesting.

Not long after, more than a dozen Wuhous entered the Hongchen Inn from the back door, pretended to investigate, and then left.

Ah Fu sat in the ashes, a little desperate.

Suddenly, the footsteps sounded, and the footsteps stopped in front of Afu, looking at Afu.

Afu wiped his nose and ignored it.

"Uncle Fu," the man spoke.

Ah Fu waved his hand and was stunned. He raised his head and saw Song Kai standing intact in front of him. The difference was that he had a cloak on his head.

"Dalang?...Dalang! It's really you!"

Ah Fu suddenly fell into Song Kai's arms, his nose, tears, and the ashes on his hands were all wiped on Song Kai's clothes.

"Uncle Fu, I'm a piece of five hundred pieces of clothes!" Song Kai sighed, and then he laughed. It's not in vain that he can be so worried about in this world.

Ah Fu cried for half a stick of incense before leaving Song Kai's arms satisfied.

"Dalang, you are so scared to me. Where are you going? How is Miss Nie?" Ah Fu asked a series of questions.

Song Kai waved his hand, put down his cloak, squatted in front of A Fu, and said, "Uncle Fu, I will tell you in the details later. I cannot show up in the past few days. I need to deal with some things. The inn needs to continue to open. Also, I need to rebuild this backyard. You go find a reliable craftsman. I will tell him that I plan to renovate our backyard and create the best guest rooms in Suzhou City."

Song Kai sat down and said, "This is a good opportunity. When the government investigates the cause of Yang Rongguang's death, it will take the opportunity to suppress the Cao Gang. It will spare no effort to wipe out this Blood Hand organization. Please help with Brother Lu in this matter. As long as you know the membership of the Blood Hand organization, please tell me."

"No problem! The Blood Hand Organization is a powerful weapon of the Cao Gang. If the Blood Hand Organization can be eradicated, and without Yang Huaiyan's support, haha, my Qing Gang can take the opportunity to expand, occupy more dock territory, replace the Cao Gang and become the third largest gang!" Fatty Lu laughed.

"Okay, if you are polite, I won't say anything. I have something to do, so I'll leave first," Song Kai stood up.

"Don't worry, Brother Song, I know the pros and cons of this matter. Look, since I became a talented man in the poetry club, no matter where I went, I have been praised. Fatty Lu, I have never enjoyed such treatment. All of this is given by Brother Song," Fatty Lu sighed.

"It's just a small matter," Song Kai stood up and left, returning to the inn.

In the inn, Ah Fu was having tea and chatting with a thin old man.

Song Kai walked over.

Afu stood up and said, "Dalang, this is the most experienced craftsman in our Suzhou City. Lei bricks are the ones who are from the same place."

The thin old man also stood up and said, "I dare not act like this. I am just a house builder, but I am older."

Song Kai laughed, "I know that Mr. Lei is the most professional, and he is building bricks, haha."

Lei Jianqiao was not angry, but instead smiled proudly: "My father named me this name for the bricklaying technique of ancestrality, so that I should not forget my roots."

Song Kai asked Afu to prepare a private room with a table of wine and food, and then started talking with Lei Jian bricks while eating.

After a little understanding, Song Kai understood that there were already burning bricks in this era, but cement was not the case. Mud was mostly used as a bond, and concrete, and so on.

However, cement, concrete and other things are too difficult to get. If there is volcanic ash, it will be much more convenient. Song Kai thought about it and asked some questions again.

Although there is no cement, the houses made of bricks are also very sturdy. The main reason is that they are now mixed with wood bricks, which is still very reasonable.

Song Kai said: "Old Lei, I won't talk about the cost. I want to build a row of houses within ten days and dig a well in the middle of the backyard. The well should be large and the boiler is above it..."

While eating, Song Kai explained his drawings in detail to Lei bricks.

Lei Jianqiu frowned and listened carefully. After thinking for a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's indeed a bit rushed in ten days, but if Song Lang can afford to pay, I can call more than one hundred craftsmen to build the construction at the same time, which is too late."

"Money is not a problem, please don't worry, Mr. Lei." Song Kai bowed.

"Okay, then I'll start asking someone to build this afternoon." Lei Jianqiu also laughed.

"Thank you, Lei is old," Song Kai bowed, "Afu will provide convenience for Lei Lao."
Chapter completed!