Ye Qing narrowed his eyes and his expression became cold: "You are blaming all your problems on a dead man."
The fat chef suddenly became confused: "Ma Zhi has always been managing the rock sugar factory. Even after Erguotou's death, Ma Zhi is still in charge."
Ye Qing smiled and said: "Then who are you?"
There are two venues, one above ground and one underground.
The rock sugar factory is managed by Ma Zhi, and there have been no personnel changes due to the death of Erguotou.
The fat chef became the manager of an underground factory...
This shows that Erguotou's death had no impact on the rock sugar factory, but it affected the underground drug manufacturing factory.
There were three people in the master bedroom and three dog-leg knives.
In the eyes of others, three people, each with a knife, is normal.
But Ye Qing knew that the Nepalese dog-leg knife was the standard issue of Peng Drug Lord's security company back then, which also meant that Fat Chef and Nong Guai came from the same place.
Don't look at the fat cook, he has a big head and a thick neck, and his body is as fat as a pig. But just because the body is as fat as a pig, it does not mean that the brain is as stupid as a pig.
On the contrary, in Ye Qing's opinion, the fat chef was an extremely smart person.
In order to survive, he abandoned the Mu family one after another, and the Burmese military boss came to threaten Ye Qing.
Seeing that Ye Qing was unmoved, he immediately mentioned the caravan.
The leaders of the Mu family and the Myanmar military represent the officials of the two countries.
The caravan is a non-governmental organization in China, but in northern Myanmar it is an armed group composed of various ethnic armies, and the mountain army must give courtesy.
What's more, the fat chef himself represents a force, a decisive drug lord.
No matter who it is, as long as they offend one of these forces, they will have no place in northern Burma of Yun Province.
What's more, the fat chef already knew that he was Chen Juncai's man.
The old dog in the past was also a character in Kokang, and his anger could kill people, but now he is just a lost dog.
What the homeless dog lacks is, of course, money.
This fat cook is not a pig, but a fox with a pig's head.
Now the pig-headed fox looked at Ye Qing with a bitter look on his face: "If I say I'm just a nobody, would you believe it?"
"Take him back to northern Myanmar and hand him over to old Sanchi!"
The fat cook shivered. Old Sangji was as furious as a mad dog. He would be torn to pieces by him... If there was no hope of living, he could just accept death as home. But now there is a glimmer of hope and he doesn't want to give up...
"Although the surname registered in my household registration book is Liu, in the list of disciples of the caravan, my surname is Ma."
Ye Qing sighed: "You finally learned to speak human language."
"I belong to Miss Ma Er!"
"Ma Wei!" Although Ye Qing had already guessed this result, he still confirmed it.
The fat cook's eyes widened and he looked at him in surprise: "You know the second lady."
"Drinking at the same table with her!"
Miss Ma Er is a fairy in the sky, how could she drink with a bounty hunter.
There was contempt in the fat cook's eyes, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.
Ye Qing sighed quietly: "I have always respected the caravan because the plaque in the main hall of the caravan says "loyalty and loyalty will last forever."
The fat cook curled his lips: "Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, the poor people traveled to the barbarians with their horse teams, walking among the mountains and ridges, all over Southeast Asia. Although they went through hardships, they could still provide their families with enough food and clothing.
However, since the construction of the Burma Highway and the Stilwell Highway, the caravan's business has been in decline. Now the logistics company has taken away a lot of the caravan's business... The prerequisite for loyalty is to survive. "
Ye Qing was speechless after saying this. The original caravan was the oldest logistics company. Monopolizing the trade and transportation throughout Southeast Asia naturally makes a lot of money.
But times have changed, but the caravan has not. In fact, it’s not that it hasn’t changed, but that it can’t change.
It turns out that the biggest asset of the caravan is the horses.
Raising horses is something that every household has to do. As for the money earned from riding, the caravan only keeps a small part as an emergency fund, and most of it is divided among the riding disciples. This resulted in the caravan not having much savings.
After the emergence of logistics companies with cars as their main transportation capacity, they gave the horse caravan a blow.
Unfortunately, the caravans did not change in time and were still obsessed with mules and horses.
Cars are far superior to mules and horses in terms of transport volume and safety, and the freight is low... They will naturally become the first choice of businessmen.
This has led to the business scope of the caravan shrinking again and again, including some areas that cannot be reached by cars.
For example, Yerenshan controlled by the Kachin Independence Army, Golden Triangle controlled by the Kokang Allied Forces...
There is no light industry in these areas and they need a large amount of Chinese supplies. However, the only payment they pay for goods is gambling stones, precious stones and prohibited items.
The first pot of gold that Wen Yuanshan and Chen Juncai made back then was by exchanging Chinese supplies for rough stones with Lao Sangji.
But the caravans who don’t know how to gamble on stones can only choose prohibited items.
Moreover, the stricter the control over prohibited items, the more expensive they will be and the greater the demand. However, just a few days after the caravan made such profits, others were eyeing this hugely profitable business...
Whether it is the bold Mu family or the Mu family of Yun Province, the caravan cannot afford to offend them.
However, if you want to do this kind of business, you must collude with the government and businessmen, so that you can go smoothly and make a fortune along the way.
Ye Qianqian, who was in charge of Yun Province at the time, offered to support the two major ethnic groups, Kachin and Kokang, with crop seeds, fertilizers, etc. in exchange for them no longer growing opium poppies.
Officials began to vigorously crack down on drugs.
Finally, this huge interest group was angered, and this was the beginning of the conspiracy.
"You are Miss Ma Er's confidant!" Ye Qing smiled and untied him, let him sit on the wicker chair in the living room, and asked Wang Xue to make a pot of tea.
Ye Qing poured tea from the pot and asked with a smile: "You have said so much just now, are you thirsty?"
A chill ran down the fat cook's spine. He smiled bitterly and said, "What else do you want to know?"
"How many people in the caravan are involved in selling contraband!"
"What does this have to do with you!" The fat cook stared at him: "I just use money to buy my life, but I can't betray the caravan, otherwise, no one in my family will survive."
Ye Qing asked suspiciously: "Miss Ma Er, a beautiful woman with delicate features and delicate eyes, is she so cruel?"
"The cruel one is not Miss Ma Er, but someone else!"
"Appreciate further details?"
"Have you ever heard of a saying?"
"What words!"
"Curiosity can not only kill the cat, it can also kill you." The fat cook said seriously: "Besides, you are here just to kill and guess.
If you take the guessed head back, Old Sangji will definitely give you a large sum of money.
Moreover, I just pointed out a way for you to make money. During this period, a batch of jadeite rough stones will be sold through Mu Yuanfang's jade jewelry company. This deal is cost-effective, it depends on whether you dare to do it..."
"Do you hate Nongcai and Mu Yuanfang so much?"
