In August, bonfires blazed on the waterfront. Several large ships were docked there, and trucks, like industrious bees, ferried cargo from the vast warehouses to the vessels.,In a bedroom of the main building, Fang Xing woke up. He struggled to move his stiff limbs and looked at the ancient and fragrant room with fear.,Fang Xing was shaking with excitement, staring at the frozen beef in his hand. "Big brother has made it! Big brother has made it!"。