Wangjiang Tower
This was originally a high-to-medium-grade restaurant. It could be said that it was neither high nor low, and its business was average.
But tonight, it suddenly became lively, and the business was so hot that it had not been seen in many years.
Moreover, tonight's guests almost all ordered the most expensive tables, and the guests coming and going were all wearing gorgeous silk clothes.
Business is so good, but the shopkeeper just has a wry smile on his face...
"Shopkeeper, what are you doing? Business is so good, why are you looking so sad?"
The boy looked at the shopkeeper with some doubts.
"In a moment, you go and give a pot of the best wine to each table of guests, and by the way, ask people to drive away all the ferries behind! Go to the Chunfeng Tower in front, invite Miss Chunhong, and tell me Invite her to play a song today."
The shopkeeper didn't give a detailed explanation, but he knew most of the people here.
Just yesterday, these people were all wealthy, but with today's market conditions, he naturally knew what they were doing here.
Although the waiter was puzzled, he nodded obediently. Surprisingly, tonight's guests seemed to be particularly generous.
The reward given to each table is almost as much as the price of a banquet.
This made the waiter overjoyed, and the smile on his face began to shine brightly.
It was not long before Miss Chunhong from Chunfeng Tower arrived and sang Guangling San which made everyone burst into tears.
After the song ended, the gorgeously dressed guests gradually dispersed...
"thump--"
"Shopkeeper, someone fell into the river!"
While the boy was talking, he was ready to take off his clothes and go into the river to save people!
"stop!"
The shopkeeper stopped him directly. There must be more than one or two people who want to jump into the river tonight...
After a night of madness, the entire Panyu city was in chaos. Zhao Wengu stood on the tower and looked at the entire Panyu city.
She tried not to let herself think about the plight of those people, and what happened after the war. What did it matter?
"General Manager, what should we do next?"
Mr. Qin asked in a low voice.
"How many things have been recovered?"
Zhao Wengu thought for a while and then asked.
"It should be less than 50% of the total now!"
Naturally, detailed proof is needed to do things. Before coming, Liu Deng had already sent people to investigate the amount of licorice flowing into Lingnan over the years.
With these data for comparison, their actions will naturally be flawless. Those local businessmen have always thought that as long as they have enough capital, they will naturally become chess players.
But they didn't know that the chessboard had been in someone else's hands from the beginning, so how could they be qualified to play chess?
"Keep collecting, and send the news out by the way. It's time to add fire!"
Zhao Wengu's thin body stood in the night wind, his clothes were blown by the night wind, and he looked like a fairy about to fly to the sky.
She seemed to be looking at Panyu City below her feet, and she seemed to be looking at the sky in the distance...
"All sins are attributed to me. I only hope that the king will stop the war as soon as possible..."
Zhao Wengu's low murmurs drifted away in the wind, and finally disappeared into the vast night...
After seven days of riots, people's livelihood throughout South Vietnam was in decline, and the shops on both sides of the road were already empty.
In just a few days, generations of efforts by countless small businessmen were all wasted...
The situation among the people finally attracted the attention of the South Vietnamese court, and they finally began to investigate.
But, how do they investigate this kind of thing?
Almost all the people in the city participated, and the most violent ones were the nobles in the court.
Those arrogant and domineering people among the people, some jumped into the river, some self-immolated, and occasionally the few remaining have lost their minds and gone crazy.
Under such circumstances, what can these people find out?
Their investigation has not yet yielded results, but two other pieces of bad news have come again.
The Han court suddenly issued an order to block the Wuling Ancient Road and prohibit all merchants from passing!
Because of the Wuhuan invasion, all medicinal materials were prohibited from leaving the Han Dynasty!
The source of licorice has been completely cut off...
After the news came out, the entire South Vietnamese court was in a state of excitement!
This almost hit them in the face. Although the land of Lingnan is rich in products, licorice is not suitable for the climate of Lingnan.
They finally realized the importance of licorice and began to purchase it in various places.
The price of licorice began to pick up again, but people suddenly discovered that the licorice that was originally everywhere on the market had completely disappeared...
A few days ago, there were licorice sellers everywhere, but now these licorice have mysteriously disappeared, and not just in one city, but in the entire South Vietnam!
Zhao Tuo finally realized that this matter seemed not as simple as he thought!
Licorice is the most commonly used traditional Chinese medicine. It is almost impossible to replace it because its scope of application is too large.
The law of scarcity came into effect again, and people wanted to rush to buy again, but this time they couldn't find the supply anyway!
As time went by, people's desire for licorice increased day by day. Many pharmacies had no choice but to spend a lot of money to buy it, but they still couldn't buy it.
In order to solve the urgent need, Zhao Tuo could only send people to Minyue and Dongou to find a way to get a batch back for emergency response.
Unfortunately, it was only at this time that he discovered that this crisis not only happened in South Vietnam, but also happened in the entire three countries of South Vietnam!
This matter suddenly became a big deal!
The licorice in the Three Kingdoms of Lingnan mysteriously disappeared...
"Check! Send someone to check for me. Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you will still find it!"
Zhao Tuo in the palace could only be helpless and furious. It was simply impossible to transport so much licorice out silently!
As long as this thing is still in South Vietnam, you can definitely find it!
Garrisons all over South Vietnam began to dispatch, searching for traces of licorice all over the world. However, these things disappeared silently like mud cows entering the sea.
After they put in a lot of effort to track down, they finally found those who bought licorice at a low price.
However, to their disappointment, it was finally discovered that they were all hired by a man in black.
All the licorice they purchased was sent to Songjiazhuang outside the city. Not long ago, almost the entire population of Zhuangzi went to avoid debts due to the licorice hype.
The angry creditor burned Songjiazhuang to ashes, and the clue was completely broken again.
After receiving the information from all parties, Zhao Tuo felt dizzy for a while. However, blessings never come singly, and misfortunes never come singly. At this moment, traces of malaria appeared in Panyu City...
