Chapter 1001 Our Undercover

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Dawei, the intersection of the four major highways - Taizhou Prefecture.

On October 20th, winter had already arrived and the ground was covered with a layer of white frost.

In the warehouse outside Taizhou Mansion, the boss, warehouse manager and the workers felt as cold as frost and snow. Even wearing fur coats could not resist the coldness in their hearts.

Dangdang Dangdang!

"The government troops are conducting a routine inspection at the second gate. All merchants, open your warehouse doors, cellar doors, carriages, and boxes for inspection!"

Groups of armored soldiers poured out of the city again, beating gongs to notify people in the nearby warehouses to prepare for inspection.

"Why are you here again?! We just did a surprise inspection last night at midnight, and this morning, the whitening cream on the ground hasn't even melted yet, and you're here to inspect again? Are you going to let us pass?!"

"Lao Sheng, do you want to die? Shut up right now." Chi Cangtou scolded his old friend and dragged him away to avoid being heard by the soldiers of Deputy General Zhao. Otherwise, Lao Sheng would be arrested and locked up in the military camp like Wen Cangtou.

In order to protect his subordinates' jobs, Lao Sheng had no choice but to continue to hold back his grievances. He turned back and shouted, "Shengcanghang, open all the doors and let the soldiers check!"

"Yes!" The warehouse workers immediately did as they were told.

"Chijiacang, open all the warehouse doors and accept inspection!" Chicangtou also gave the order.

In addition to the two of them, hundreds of warehouses outside Taizhou Mansion opened all the warehouse doors, room doors, and any doors in short, to let the soldiers in to check.

Five hundred soldiers, led by five centurions, entered all the warehouses in the suburbs for inspection.

"Nothing unusual, retreat!"

"Nothing unusual, retreat!"

After an hour of searching and finding nothing, the five centurions gathered all the warehouse managers and warned them again, "If you see anyone with an unusual accent, or any strange plants or livestock, report it immediately. Anyone who fails to report will be treated as a spy or an accomplice. Do you understand?"

The warehouse heads lowered their eyebrows and responded: "Don't worry, sir, we understand!"

The five centurions glanced at them, intimidated them, and then left with the five hundred soldiers.

Only after they walked away did the hundred warehouse heads disperse.

But the well-connected warehouse owners would gather in groups of three or five and go to their own warehouses, whispering, "Are they looking for spies or rebels? This has been going on for more than half a month, and it's still going on. Are we going to be able to live our lives?"

"This warehouse business is almost unable to continue because of their troubles."

"Not only that, the southern goods are all squeezed here and not sent to the northeast, northwest, or even northwestern areas... Winter is coming, and the northeast, northwest, and northeast are all waiting for supplies from the south to survive the winter."

This is an attempt to kill the Wei people in the northeast, northwest and north!

"Hey, I heard a piece of gossip. It's not true, but it has indeed been spread." said the slightly thin Sun Cangtou.

The sturdy Wu Cangtou wanted to punch him: "Old Sun, you have a pointed face and monkey cheeks, so stop sneaking around. Tell us what you know quickly... Don't you trust our brothers?"

"Why are you so anxious?" Sun Cangtou rolled his eyes at him and continued, "I heard it too. They say the military isn't just looking for spies, they're also looking for high-yield grains and potatoes from Lingnan, called taro, yam, or mountain yam, and they say they yield several thousand kilograms per mu. My goodness, with that kind of yield, you can imagine how much they'll make it past Taizhou Palace? How can we threaten them with the supplies then?"

"Sun Wukong, you really don't want to live anymore. How could you say that last sentence?" Wu Cangtou cursed softly, and then said to the other Cangtou: "You didn't even hear the last sentence."

The other three warehouse heads nodded: "Yeah, yeah, I suddenly became hard of hearing just now, so I didn't hear you."

"What are these wild yams and taro? Can they really weigh thousands of kilograms?" The warehouse heads asked Sun Cangtou, "Where did you hear this? Is there really such a thing?"

Sun Cangtou snorted, "This news about the high-yield grains came from Beixiong Prefecture. It's said that Young Master Huang from Lingnan smuggled them to Dongbei Prefecture. Everyone in Dongbei Prefecture knows about it, and it's even spread in Beixiong Prefecture. Tell me, is it true?"

Hiss, the warehouse heads gasped: "The news from Beixiong Mansion seems to be true."

They had been working in warehousing in Taizhou Prefecture for decades, and they all knew that news from the Northeast Province could only be conveyed to Beixiong Prefecture.

As for whether the news can reach Taizhou Mansion, it depends on the opinions of the masters of the aristocratic families.

But as long as the news spreads in Beixiong Prefecture, it is most likely true!

"No wonder they check so frequently. It turns out there's something so good in Lingnan Province."

"Wait, isn't taro said to be poisonous? If someone eats it, at best the throat will feel like it's being torn apart by ants, and at worst, they may suffocate to death!" Zhou Cangtou said.

"Yes, yes, yes, taro is an old thing. No one grows it to eat because it is poisonous." Other warehouse heads echoed.

"Poisonous bullshit! Mr. Qiong and his students have eaten it several times, and no one has been poisoned." Sun Cangtou said, "Mr. Qiong even questioned the accuracy of the book claiming taro is poisonous. He suspected that someone didn't want taro cultivation to be promoted, so they wrote the book to spread the rumor that it is poisonous."

Madam Sun, who was not present: "..."

Sun Cangtou, can you please take it easy? You have explained it so clearly, everyone will know that you are our undercover agent!

"Oh my god, is there such a thing?"

"Yes, yes, yes. This kind of thing is something that the masters of aristocratic families can and have the ability to do."

"During the Great Yong Dynasty, many secret recipes and books were in the hands of aristocratic families. They wrote the books themselves, and they could write whatever they wanted. It's perfectly normal for them to write a few fake books and sell them in bookstores in order to strangle us!"

"Shh, shh, shh, Wu Kuatou, keep your voice down. Do you want to kill us?" Sun Cangtou hissed so hard that his saliva spurted out.

Wu Cangtou rolled his eyes back at him: "Rat!"

Sun Cangtou: "Oh my god, Wu Kuatou, don't go too far..."

Dangdang Dangdang!

"New goods are arriving!"

Outside, there were shouts of goods entering the warehouse.

Wu Cangtou said, "Alright, everyone understands what Monkey King means. Let's disperse and get things done."

"Yes, it will take effect in one hour." The other warehouse heads responded.

They were worthy of being people who had been operating in the Canghang area for decades. The news about the high-yield grain and potato seeds that were blocked by Master Ming spread throughout the Ten-Li Canghang in just one hour.

"Have you heard? We won't have a shortage of food in the north anymore. We've got two high-yield grains: wild yams and sweet potatoes. They're from Lingnan Prefecture. Mr. Jing and the students at Taizhou Academy have all tried them. They're not poisonous and they're delicious!"

"I've heard that too. They say the yield per mu is 2,000 kilograms. Mr. Jing has already taken his students to Taifeng Town in Northeast China for a trial planting."

"Is it Taifeng Town where the century-old hidden spy was discovered?"

"Yes, it's this town. This high-yield grain is related to the spies' crimes... It's said that the Dongmo people are about to attack, but the Northeast Province has no food, so the Huang family of Lingnan and the Qin family of the Northeast have decided to get some food for the Northeast Province."

"The yield per mu of wild yams and taro in Lingnan is high. The two families came together and brought the two high-yield coarse grain and potato varieties to the Northeast."

"Mr. Qiong and his students saw that grain prices remained high, so they took the initiative to try growing and tasting potato seeds, hoping that by successfully promoting them, they could bring down grain prices!"

Our undercover agent was very helpful. Not only did he popularize high-yield grain and potato seeds, he also brought up important issues such as raising food supplies and high food prices.

At noon, when Deputy General Zhao's troops came to patrol again, they heard this and hurried to report it.

Deputy General Zhao was furious and demanded, "How did the news get out? How did Ji Qianhu and Qian Baihu do their job?!"

A bunch of useless people, who had been guarding closely for more than half a month, failed at the last moment. His son's good marriage was probably going to be ruined!