Dong dong dong——

Rapid footsteps hit the stairs. Al knocked on the door twice, then pushed the door open without any regard for etiquette and said urgently,

"Mr. Ludden,"

After Luden was woken up and heard the bad news, he just turned over and said casually,

"When it's burned, burn it. Don't wake me up before the rooster crows."

Al:???

That's Mr. Ludden's reaction?

Translate, translate, what does it mean to burn if it’s burned?!

Luden turned over and fell asleep again, and soon he could hear the rhythmic breathing.

Apparently, Mr. Ludden slept very well.

Al didn't know how to describe his feelings.

The granary is the most important place right now!

Problems arise where they are least likely to go wrong!

Even if it is a duel that must be won, there will be suspense at this moment!

For such an important matter, how could Mr. Ludden remain calm and continue to sleep?

Awu, who was awakened, followed Al with an oil lamp in his hand.

He whispered, "Since Mr. Luden continues to sleep, he should be fine."

Compared with Al, Awu has been following Mr. Luden for a longer time and has more trust in Mr. Luden.

As long as we have been together for a long time, we can always inexplicably trust this man who always has a smile on his face and is calm and calm about everything he encounters.

Why doesn't Al understand this?

She is confused when she just cares.

Al went downstairs first and dealt with the person reporting the news outside the building.

Her face was as cold as frost, and her voice had no fluctuation as she said coldly,

"There are people from Shenbang putting out the fire, sending people to count the losses in the granaries, and sending them outside the small building before the sun rises. Additional manpower will be sent to the other granaries..."

Awu stood aside holding an oil lamp.

In his opinion, Ms. Eyre's words and deeds were always inadvertently imitating Mr. Luden.

It's just...this imitation is a bit clumsy.

However, it's okay to use it to fool people.

After sending the messenger away, Al asked Awu to go back to the house and sleep.

She said mockingly,

"Since Mr. Luden is sleeping, let's just follow his example."

The two of them went back to their respective houses.

Al did not take off his clothes, but lay directly on the bed, staring at the ceiling, his mind was in a mess.

They already had a food shortage of hundreds of thousands, but Mr. Ludden sold another 480,000 bags of grain blessing contracts, which suddenly enlarged the shortfall to a million levels.

The house leaked and it rained all night.

This fire tonight is the worst news.

Mr. Luden, who was already walking on the tightrope, was suddenly kicked and was about to fall into the abyss!

Maybe Mr. Luden is the devil crawling out of the abyss...

When this idea came up, Al himself was amused.

She tried to take a deep breath and clear her mind of all the distractions.

Al began to think about what he could do to help Mr. Ludden overcome this difficulty.

First of all, it must be completed every task ordered by Mr. Luden.

This point was placed first and highest priority by Al.

Secondly, Al thought, where else could he get food.

The small town related to the Isa family has had a good harvest in the past two years, and the Isa family also has a lot of grain reserves.

After the bell of the Kingdom of God rings, according to regulations, the grain reserves from various places will be transported to the Kingdom of God, and the food of the Holy Family will also enter the Kingdom of God with the grain transport team.

Previously, Luden had assigned the legion under the command of the Isa family to protect a grain transport team.

If this grain transport team arrives in the Kingdom of God on time, there will be about 100,000 bags of grain belonging to the Isa family!

Al went to ask his grandma to squeeze out more from the share of the Kingdom of God.

Up to 150,000 bags of grain!

Not enough, far from enough!

Al has several close friends, all of whom are from saintly families and come from well-off families.

Maybe they have some food in their hands...

The wealthy merchants in Shalia Town also have food in their hands...

Al was lying on the bed, thinking about these things in his mind, trying his best to pick out every grain of food from every gap to fill the gap in front of him.

Al may not even realize it himself:

At this moment, she didn't have any trace of imitation, but her thinking expression looked a bit like Luden's.

The same greed, the same fanaticism, the same unscrupulous methods, the same...should be hanged at the highest point in the Kingdom of God.

The east soon became gray and bright.

The first ray of morning light entered the window, and Al, who had been unable to lie down for a long time, couldn't wait to get up.

She waited for a moment and pricked up her ears, but she didn't hear the rooster crow.

Since I didn't hear the rooster crow, it wasn't time to wake Mr. Ludden up.

Al tiptoed down the stairs, wanting to see what was going on outside.

Awu is also awake and is doing simple housework, preparing some water and so on.

Al made a shushing gesture to him and cautiously walked out the door.

Opening the door, Al came outside the small building.

The early morning air seems to be filled with the smell of grain roasted to ashes, and a faint smoke can be seen in the distance...

These signs made Al's heart skip a beat.

Obviously, the fire last night was not small.

Thinking of this, Al became even more upset.

She looked to the east. It seemed that it was already bright. People were appearing on the streets of Shen Kingdom one after another. There were probably long queues outside Shen Kingdom...

Damn it, why doesn’t the rooster crow!

An unknown fire arose in El's heart, and after a sleepless night, her temper became even more irritable than usual.

Could it be that if the rooster doesn't crow today, Mr. Ludden will have to sleep all day?

It was long past time for the roosters to crow, but each of the roosters looked like their eggs had been cut off, with their heads lowered and silent.

Cry! Aren’t you very proud of how you crow usually? Why don’t you crow now?

Isn't the sun caused by the rooster's crow?

Just when Al was upset,

A hen passed by Al in a high-profile manner.

There was murderous intent in her eyes.

"Giggle--"

Outside the small building, a hen screamed, breaking the tranquility of the early morning.

The hen did the rooster's work,

Clearly a fighter among hens.

A Wu was about to rush out of the small building to see what was going on.

Before he could go out, Al, carrying the hen, appeared at the door of the small building.

There were a few chicken feathers in her hair, which looked a little messy. She was holding her own shoe in her other hand, with dark red blood stains on the heel.

Awu has already guessed what happened.
To be continued...