Naha is supposed to be quiet and peaceful at night. When there is no war, the whole city will immediately enter a very comfortable and relaxing atmosphere as soon as it gets dark.
In the Chinese-style tavern, there is a lively sound of drinking orders, and the sound of frying and frying in the back kitchen is endless. Although the babbling Pingtan ditty is full of Jiangnan style, it definitely does not affect the appreciation of Ryukyu people.
In those Japanese restaurants, long and short Japanese songs floated in the streets and alleys of the city along with the sea breeze, and the painted geisha walked through the streets with small steps.
The lives of the rich are colorful, but ordinary people also have their own joys. A few friends buy some wine and food and find a place next to a bluestone on a high mountain to enjoy the brightly lit night view and listen to the beauty of the sea breeze blowing through the forest. The music and the hard work of the day are all wiped away.
Ryukyu Naha under the rule of Xiao Letian was so wealthy and comfortable. Under the influence of mercantilism, countless businessmen gathered in Naha, and countless factories and workshops officially started construction. There was no employment problem in the entire city, as long as you were not Even lazy people can find work that can support their families.
With massive commercial investment and an excellent geographical location, Naha has become somewhat of the number one port in East Asia for more than a year.
But all this beauty was destroyed by the indiscriminate bombing by French ships.
"How could this happen? Oh my god...what happened to Naha? Can Ryukyu stay here anymore? Aren't you going to let us live a good life for a day?"
In the dimly lit alley, the boss of Naha's No. 1 grain merchant was wandering the streets like a ghost. The tragic scene he saw made him shudder.
There are ruins of houses that have been bombed down everywhere. Those owners who hide in the mountains and forests during the day can only secretly go home at night and dig out some limited property among the ruins.
Inside the wooden house at the corner is a temporary medical clinic set up by military doctors. I heard that Huang Shenyi, a doctor from the Qing Dynasty, and a British doctor were here to treat patients during this period.
In order to prevent French night bombings, the sea side of the entire hospital has been covered with mud. No matter how many lamps and candles are lit inside, there will not be a trace of light to the sea.
Like a ghost, Boss Mi subconsciously peeked inside, but just by looking at it, he probably wouldn't be able to eat for three days.
It's so miserable. There are camp beds upstairs and downstairs, and one dead body after another is lying on it. Countless men and women in white coats are hurriedly walking back and forth. Boss Mi knows what these young people are doing. Yes, that is a new profession called nurse.
Everywhere in sight was dazzling white and bright red. The wails of the injured and the cries of their loved ones, coupled with the anxious shouts of doctors and nurses, made the entire medical center feel like it was in hell.
The man from the Qing Dynasty who was surrounded by people in white coats was probably Dr. Huang from the mainland. At this time, he seemed to have become the judge under the Lord of Hell. He checked bed after bed. Many wounded people who had no hope of treatment were in his regretful way. He was carried out while shaking his head.
Those relatives who had lost hope knelt on the ground and begged doctors for help. However, the cruel reality was before them. Ryukyu's medical power was simply not enough, and the limited resources could only be tilted towards the injured who had the greatest hope.
Boss Mi rushed to the corner, squatted on the ground and retched for a long time, but couldn't vomit anything out. Looking back, he thought about it and realized that he had not had any water or rice in the whole day.
"Boss... Boss... Oh, boss, you are here... Go to the rice shop quickly, something big happened..." At this moment, a familiar voice came over, and when he turned around, he saw that it was the second shopkeeper of his shop.
"What's wrong? I'm not dead yet. There's nothing serious except death..."
"My boss, please don't be so harsh. Now our rice store is surrounded by mobs and they are forcing us to sell rice... The situation is very critical now. I can see that there is going to be a big chaos..."
The rice boss ran away as soon as he heard that. He was really afraid that something would come. It would be okay if the Chinese and Ryukyu people were the only ones who besieged the rice store. They would naturally retreat after taking away the rice. It would be terrible if the Japanese got involved. Japan There have been many rice riots in history...
The fat boss Mi ran wildly on the street. The second shopkeeper tried his best to catch up but couldn't catch up. He really didn't expect that the boss had such good physical fitness. He jumped like a monkey on obstacles more than one meter high. In the past, there were still piles of burning fires, and the boss rushed over with a whoosh without even blinking.
"Boss...wait for me...there are hundreds of people robbing rice...you go through the back door..."
Boss Mi listened to his nonsense when he had time, and disappeared around the corner in a few flashes. He was worthy of Xiao Letian leading him to fight. This basic military quality is really good.
Boss Mi's shop was not far from the hospital, just a few turns away. When the spectacular scene in front of the shop appeared in front of his eyes, the fat boss was so frightened that he almost sat down on the ground.
"How can there be hundreds of people here? There can't be thousands of people here? The front and back doors are blocked, and it's not my family that is crowded? Aren't all the stores on the entire street surrounded?"
This is a commercial street. Boss Mi’s grain store, the silk and satin shop next door, the foreign goods store across the door... almost all stores related to people’s daily life can be found on this street.
Boss Mi's grain store has become the center of the chaotic storm. Countless people are blocking the door with empty bags. Everyone lowers their voices and says, "Open the door. We want to buy something. Open the door..."
This scene is too weird. Normally, thousands of people besieging the store shouldn't be so restrained, but they also know that the French ships on the sea cannot be disturbed. Although everyone's hearts are full of anger, they are unusually restrained in their words and actions. .
The deliberately suppressed sounds come together, just like listening to the sound of the waves at the foot of the mountain from the top of the mountain. Although it is weak, you can still feel the suppressed power inside.
Boss Mi can no longer be regarded as a pure businessman. On the night he fought with the Japanese, he followed Xiao Letian's footsteps and fought behind the hero. The killings along the way made him undergo some strange changes. .
From that night on, all the small businessman philistinism in Boss Mi was completely wiped out. He was a man of business integrity, honest and passionate about learning. He had reached a state of fanatical worship of various texts written by Xiao Letian.
Boss Mi seized the opportunity of life. With this honor of fighting side by side with the Prime Minister, he successfully established a close relationship with Rakuten Matheson. In just one year, he became the largest food supplier in Naha Port. A businessman, he even got orders for food supplies for the army.
Such a businessman has a very broad vision, and he already understood everything after looking at today's scene.
"This damn war has only lasted four days, and the people can no longer bear it. They want to live, they want to eat, and their strong sense of insecurity makes them subconsciously want to hoard supplies. This kind of thinking is understandable. It can be said that The survival wisdom accumulated by mankind over thousands of years..."
The second shopkeeper also caught up at this time. He panted and said, "What's wrong with wisdom? Boss, please think of a solution. There are not only 5,000 shi of white rice in the store, but also 50,000 silver yang hidden in it? What if this is robbed?" No, all our business will be in vain..."
"Didn't you report to the official? Shuri City doesn't care, does the New Army don't care either?" Boss Mi asked.
"Oh my boss, don't you know how many government officials there are in the Shuri Castle Criminal Department? That few manpower is not enough to save the wounded all over the city, and there is no way to tell them apart... As for the New Army, I I heard from acquaintances..."
The second shopkeeper quietly leaned into Boss Mi's ear and said, "They said there was something strange on the sea tonight. Now all the troops are deployed at the checkpoint. It seems that there is a ship of unknown origin suddenly on the sea..."
With a snap, Boss Mi slapped his thigh and knew that something bad was going to happen tonight. Neither the New Army nor the Ministry of Punishment could send anyone, but the current situation was almost unbearable, and the door panels of his store were about to be damaged. Pushed to pieces.
"Do we really need to open the door to release rice? No, more than half of it is reserved for military rations. By then, it will delay the food supply for the new army. Even if we have ten heads, it won't be enough..."
The situation was so tense that no one could think about it any more. Just when Boss Mi was hesitating, there was a sudden crash in front of him. It turned out that a thick door panel was kicked to pieces by people who lost their patience.
"Stop..." Boss Mi shouted and rushed out of the alley. He jumped on a pile of wooden boxes and shouted condescendingly, "Don't smash them... I am Mi Fu, Boss Mi... I am the owner of the grain store... I Promise you, I will sell you rice..."
The crowd fell silent for a moment, and Boss Mi took a few deep breaths to calm down. "Folks, I can sell you rice, but please understand, I can only sell half a liter of rice to you per person..."
With a bang, the calm crowd became angry once again, "Fart... half a liter of rice is enough for who? You, a profiteer, just want to hoard it to make a fortune... Don't pay attention to him, smash open the grain store and rob the rice..."
The crowd immediately became restless. Boss Mi turned pale with fright. He jumped and shouted, "Stop... Anyone who dares to steal the rice will kill me first... Half of it is military rations and is new." The rice that the soldiers eat...have you lost your conscience? Dare you steal the food that protects our new army..."
The words blew through the crowd like a gust of cold wind, and everyone was stunned. The Prime Minister's new army is the spiritual support of the entire Ryukyu people. Everyone can clearly see how hard the new army has worked in the past four days.
Now that the army rations are placed in front of people, the good people subconsciously move back. It is one thing to rob profiteers, but it is another thing to rob the army rations.
After a short period of dullness, the crowd began to whisper to each other, and most people showed signs of retreat. But just when Boss Mi felt a little relieved, a deep voice suddenly came from the corner of the crowd.
"Hey... Folks, we have to live. Now the Prime Minister's life is uncertain. The new army has suffered heavy casualties from the French. Who can say clearly whether Ryukyu can be defended?"
"If you don't leave some food for my mother-in-law, are you going to let them all starve to death? I don't care whether there is a new army or not, we have to live... The villagers will continue to grab food..."
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