The carriage first arrived at the Huai Army Service Station, where it was loaded with rice, flour, cooking oil, and meat for general use. After Zhao Shiwang signed the order and made the deposit, he went to the vegetable market to replenish some fish.

Finally, I went to Yaoji Shaoxing Winery, which is designated to buy old wine, to buy wine.

"Master Zhao is here, how many jars of wine do you need?" When the shopkeeper saw an old customer coming to the door, he greeted him with a smile from afar.

"Shopkeeper, this time I want ten jars of ten kilograms of aged Huadiao wine."

"Okay, Master Zhao and the two boys will go to the private room to have tea and rest. I will arrange for the boys to move the goods to the warehouse."

"good…"

In ten minutes, ten jars and ten kilograms of aged flower carvings were hauled out from the warehouse at the back and loaded onto the truck.

"Let's go, the kitchen is busy today." Zhao Shiwang stood up and greeted two servants who were drinking tea leisurely.

"Okay, let's go..."

After the three people got in the car, they drove towards the Li Mansion and arrived at the courtyard in ten minutes.

Butler Ding personally counted the items and said, "It's ready to be put into storage!"

The people in Li's house were busy moving food, meat, wine, etc. into the small kitchen warehouse.

Zhao Shiwang and another chef began to prepare the food. Today, a chef from a Hangzhou restaurant was specially invited to take charge of the food.

Zhao Shiwang and the others can only help the chef to make ordinary dishes at tonight's banquet.

Lunch, as ordered by Butler Ding, was arranged for all guests, including meat buns and chicken noodle soup. These are Zhao Shiwang's masterpieces.

At noon, especially in spring and summer, many people have the habit of taking a lunch break.

"Master Zhao, I will go to the bedroom to rest for a while."

The other chef in the kitchen is a little older and has to take a nap at noon, otherwise he will be out of energy the whole afternoon.

"Oh, go ahead." Zhao Shiwang replied with a smile.

When the senior chef left that year, apart from the hired chef, he was the only one responsible for all arrangements in the kitchen.

The door to the small warehouse is usually locked, and the key is with the servant in charge of keeping the warehouse.

"I want to pick up some food from the warehouse and make some preparations for the evening," Zhao Shiwang said softly with a smile.

"No problem, please invite Master Zhao." The custodian opened the door and let Zhao Shiwang go in by himself.

Zhao Shiwang walked into the small warehouse next to the kitchen, took the big basket, put vegetables and other things into the basket, then quietly walked to the ten jars of wine that had just been put into the warehouse, and found the jar with a red dot on the edge.

That jar of wine.

Lifting up the thick clay sculpture cover, a British six-shooter revolver sealed with oilcloth was tied under the cover.

He quickly put the pistol under the basket, covered it tightly with spaghetti, carefully covered the wine jar, and dragged the basket out of the warehouse.

The custodian locked the door and turned to leave.

Zhao Shiwang looked around and saw no one around. He disassembled the oilcloth one by one and put it in the stove to burn, and put the naked gun in the mezzanine of the closet.

Starting at one o'clock in the afternoon, when the senior chef came back from his nap, the head chef of Hangzhou Restaurant began to give instructions on the division of labor, and the three people in the kitchen began to divide the work according to the recipes prescribed in advance.

At close to five o'clock in the afternoon, a carriage marked "Quanjude Roast Duck Han Ji" slowly arrived at the gate of the Li Mansion. Huang Siqing and the roast duck master who acted as the coachman arrived.

Zhao Shixun hurriedly went out to greet them, because these were the masters he was looking for.

After strict inspection, the semi-finished roast duck moved from the carriage began to enter the final processing stage.

Entering the kitchen, Huang Siqing made a 'gun' gesture toward Zhao Shiwang. Zhao Xin understood and pouted in the direction of the closet.

Huang Siqing stepped forward quickly, took out the pistol from the mezzanine of the wall cabinet, loaded it, and inserted it into his waist, preparing to hand it over to the roast duck master later.

At this time, the cold dishes and main dishes in the kitchen were being served one after another, the banquet had already begun in the hall, and there was no one else in the other production room in the kitchen, only the roast duck master and Huang Siqing.

Huang Siqing handed the pistol to the roast duck master, and then helped put the ten prepared ducks into a special wire rack.

The roast duck chef walked to the hall of the third entrance hall on a trolley, and gave Huang Siqing a hard look before leaving.

Huang Siqing shuddered and nodded to him quickly.

He is responsible for providing support outside the hospital.

When gunshots rang out in the hall, shouts of "Catch the assassin..." and footsteps became chaotic, Huang Siqing saw that the roast duck master had not escaped from the hall as agreed. He felt bad and took advantage of the chaos to sneak out of the Li Mansion from the side courtyard.

Immediately disappeared into the night.

…

It is said that Zhao Shiwang came out of the military camp interrogation room and knew that the roast duck master who committed the crime was caught, but Huang Siqing escaped.

Amitabha, I am still safe now.

I was recalling those terrible past events along the way, and walked to my doorstep unknowingly.

He pushed the door open and went in, only to see his parents, wife and two children at home. He was pleasantly surprised to see him back.

"Shiwang, you are back."

"Abba and grandma..."

"Wang'er, was it the Yamen that let you back?"

It turns out that during the few days he was under quarantine and examination, officers and soldiers from the patrol camp came to his home for interrogation and search, and there were also several people wearing black clothes and sunglasses.

People on both sides are doubting him.

Zhao Shiwang was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat.

The murderer confessed Huang Siqing, and now the whole city is searching for him. What if he is caught and confesses the matter?

Also, will Huang Siqing's people kill people and silence them?

Zhao Shiwang has seen the world and spent several years in Hongmen. This kind of betrayal of accomplices or murder and silence often happens in the world.

Thinking of this, his body went cold. The threat of death was right in front of him. The only way was to take the whole family out to escape.

"Wang'er, what did you do wrong? I'm sorry for the government and the Yamen? And what happened to those men in black?" My father asked while eating.

"It's nothing. Did you cause some trouble in the world?" Zhao Shiwang was not in the mood to eat.

After dinner, after the two children had gone to bed, Zhao Shiwang asked his wife to pack the silver coins and the necessary clothes, and then went to his parents' room and knelt down to kowtow.

"...We have to go out for a while. We will bring trouble to our family..." When he left his parents, he left a dozen silver dollars and a gold bracelet that he took off his wife's hand.

Zhao Shiwang understood that saying goodbye tonight might be a farewell.

The next morning, it was bright and clear.

Zhao Shiwang got on the neighbor's carriage hired last night, took his wife and children to the ferry at Qiantang Pier, and planned to take a boat to a relative's house in the countryside of northern Jiangsu to escape and find a way out.

The ferry came, and the family was just about to get on when they heard a loud shout behind them:

"Zhao Shiwang! Are you leaving here without saying goodbye?"

Zhao Shiwang was immediately frightened to death.

Turning his head, he saw Ding Jiu, the chief guard of the Li Mansion, and several plainclothes men, standing on the shore with hands on hips and eyes wide open.

He collapsed to the ground, his body wrapped around his body and fell onto the bluestone of the pier, and then rolled into the river.

…

In the past few days, officers and soldiers of the New Army and the patrol battalion searched for Huang Siqing throughout the city, because only by catching Huang Siqing could they find out where the remaining Boxer bandits were hiding, especially the bandit leader Xia Jinfa.

Huang Si was hiding in Tibet, and one day he climbed over the wall in the dark to escape. As a result, he was shot twice and his left arm and right shoulder were injured. It was only thanks to the desperate support and cover of his Hongmen brothers that he escaped from danger.
Chapter completed!