The fat scholar brought a servant with him, and the servant was also helping out.

"How could my young master tear up your book? You destroyed the book yourself, and you dare to slander my young master."

"That's right, Master Zhao is a very good person. On the contrary, you are very poor every day, eating steamed buns and stale rice all day long. People like you are not worthy of staying in the pen and ink shop."

It was noisy here, but Yun Zhao smelled a burning smell.

"Oh no, there's a burning smell in this shop. Someone must have taken advantage of the chaos to do something."

Yun Zhao gave instructions to Qin Shiyi.

"Hurry up and take people to the second floor to check."

"Yes."

Qin Shiyi led the way and ran forward.

"Everyone be quiet. Boss, there is a burning smell in this bookstore. Someone may have deliberately set the fire."

Hearing this, all the scholars looked in the direction of Qin Shiyi.

"What, a fire?"

“It really smells like burning.”

"Then let's run."

"Run, it's too dangerous here."

Someone in the crowd shouted loudly.

Some people reached out and pushed others. The smoke became thicker and thicker. Many scholars heard the noises and ran towards the stairs in fear, almost causing a stampede.

"Everyone, don't panic. Line up and follow us to evacuate."

"There are two exits here. The rest of you follow me."

Many shop waiters raised their voices.

She saw the people Qin Shiyi brought with him, as well as the waiter in the store, holding down the people who were making the loudest noise.

The other scholars, led by the shopkeeper, walked downstairs.

The originally panicked crowd was quickly calmed down by these people and began to run downstairs in an orderly manner.

The scholars downstairs also ran out of the store.

The smell not far away became more pungent, and flames were coming from a shelf.

Another waiter took out an iron bucket and water from the corner and poured it over there.

"Shopkeeper, waiter, what can we do to help?"

"Boss, little brother, let us help put out the fire."

More than ten people walked up to the shopkeeper and said to him.

"Help us get some water to put out the fire over there."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately ordered them to put out the fire.

In the past few years, the shopkeeper had conducted several drills with the waiters and others. Now when they encountered something like this, they were not as panicked as those people just now.

"Master, let's go down first. If the fire gets bigger, it will be dangerous."

Cuihua said with some concern.

"They'll have the fire out soon."

After several minutes, the fire was put out. Three rows of books were burned, but the bookshelves were only blackened. The floor was not wooden, and everyone reacted quickly, so not a large area was burned.

"How come this ink shop caught fire when it was fine?"

"It's really strange. How could there be a fire in broad daylight without any candles?"

"How could a fire start in such cold weather?"

"Could it be that someone deliberately set the fire?"

At the entrance of the first floor, many people were watching. The scholars who had just run down were also talking about it.

"Look, the police are coming."

"Maybe the shopkeeper has reported it to the police."

Yun Zhao, who had just come out of the bookstore with his men, heard these people talking.

When the shopkeeper had finished dealing with the matters above, he heard that the government officials had arrived and immediately came down to greet them.

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