The Evil Mistress's Killing Crazy Daily

That night, red sleeves waved.

Xiao Chongjing and his men were drinking in a private room and enjoying themselves when a man dressed as a businessman and with a body like a tumbler knocked on the door.

"Who?"

Deputy General Wang stood up and opened the door.

Seeing that it was the tumbler, he laughed and said, "Manager Qian, why did you come just now?"

"Come on, come on, come in..."

Without further ado, he pulled Shopkeeper Qian into the room and came in front of Xiao Chongjing, introducing him with a smile, "General, look, this is Shopkeeper Qian. My mother passed away a while ago, and he helped me a lot."

"Where."

Shopkeeper Qian smiled and bowed, "Everyone here is a pillar of the country who has fought on the battlefield. It is because of your bloody battles on the front line that ordinary people like me can live a stable life. For this favor, what is a small favor worth?"

As he spoke, he patted Vice General Wang's shoulder intimately, smiled helplessly, "Vice General Wang, why bother talking about it?"

"well said!"

Xiao Chongjing looked at Shopkeeper Qian approvingly and said to everyone with a smile: "It seems that not all people in this world are blind."

"that is!"

Everyone echoed noisily, "People always say that everything is inferior except reading, but reading is useless! When someone's sword comes, you can't use a book to block it, right? Those civil officials will hide behind people all day long and plot against them. It's our military generals who really do the real work!"

"Who says it isn't?"

Shopkeeper Qian sat down and quickly blended in with the crowd.

He agreed with a smile, "In my opinion, except for forming cliques and eliminating dissidents, these scholars are not as good as our military generals in other aspects. But it's a pity that those who fight for their lives on the battlefield are always less likable than those who flatter and fawn on others."

"Ugh……"

Everyone sighed, and drinking lost its taste.

"Okay, okay, stop complaining."

Xiao Chongjing smiled and appeased everyone, then looked at the tumbler with great favor, "Manager Qian, what kind of business are you doing? Why are you so emotional?"

"I am in the grain business."

Shopkeeper Qian smiled bitterly, "You all don't know that whenever there is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, we who sell grain are always the first to suffer. For example, this summer, the heavy rain for a month destroyed many people's granaries... Alas, the good grain can't be sold at a low price now..."

"Oh?"

Xiao Chongjing's heart moved.

But he didn't say anything. He waited until late at night, after the wine had worn off and everyone else had left, then he looked at Shopkeeper Qian with a smile and asked, "Shopkeeper Qian, are you not drunk?"

"I dare not get drunk."

"Why not?"

"General, you clearly know..." Shopkeeper Qian said bitterly, "My grain is about to rot in the warehouse. If I don't find a buyer soon, I'm afraid my family won't even make it through the New Year..."

"Tsk, why should I care about your family?"

Xiao Chongjing took a sip of wine and looked at Manager Qian with a scrutinizing look, "Do you know what it means to pass off inferior military rations as good ones? You came to me, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

"afraid."

Shopkeeper Qian put down his wine glass with a bitter smile, "General, you don't know that I owe a lot of money for storing grain. If I can't sell the grain this year, the creditors will come to my door and I will be killed... I really have no other choice, so I thought of Lieutenant General Wang... But don't worry, Lieutenant General Wang doesn't know much..."

"okay."

Xiao Chongjing waved his hand impatiently, "I know who Vice General Wang is better than you."

"Yes, yes, yes." Shopkeeper Qian hastily apologized with a smile.

"How much do you plan to earn from your grain?" Xiao Chongjing pondered for a moment and looked at Shopkeeper Qian, "How bad are the grains?"

"I don't expect to make any money, I just hope to lose less."

Shopkeeper Qian said this, tremblingly raised three fingers and asked for a very low price.

"So low?"

Xiao Chongjing was shocked. "How bad is your food?"

"It's just a little moldy, nothing serious."

Shopkeeper Qian quickly explained, "I know this is not a decent thing to do, so I dare not ask for more. As long as I can pay off the debt and raise enough money to go back home, that's enough..."

"You're going back to your hometown?" Xiao Chongjing was puzzled. "You don't want to do business anymore?"

"No more."

Shopkeeper Qian sighed helplessly, "I have been doing business for so many years, working diligently, but ended up losing so much. If I continue doing this, I'm afraid I'll even lose my life..."

"Ugh……"

Xiao Chongjing sighed and comforted Manager Qian with a few words.

Although I felt it was a pity, I didn't persuade him to stay.

After all, the fewer people who know about this kind of thing, the better. He volunteered to go back to his hometown, so he didn't have to worry so much...

……

Three days later, in a teahouse box.

Xia He placed three things in front of Yin Xiaorou.

One was a deed for purchasing grain at the camp, which stated 100,000 dan of grain and 15,000 taels of silver.

This is the normal price.

However, the last page of another grain shop's account book stated that 100,000 dan of grain were shipped for 3,000 taels of silver.

This is the real price.

Once the two prices are compared, everyone will know that there is definitely something fishy about this batch of grain.

Someone is definitely lining their pockets.

Putting down the deed and account book, Yin Xiaorou looked at the last thing on the table.

A handful of dull yellow rice.

She picked up the rice and smelled it. Sure enough, there was a pungent musty smell...

"Will this kill someone?" Yin Xiaorou frowned and looked at Xia He with some concern. "We just want to teach him a lesson. If someone dies, I'm afraid we won't be able to handle it."

"Don't worry, it's just vomiting and diarrhea at most."

"That's good."

Yin Xiaorou was relieved.

Yin Xiaorou felt relieved after carefully putting the rice into her purse and putting it away together with the deed and account book.

These things are both Xiao Chongjing's leverage and her life-saving talisman.

With these things, she can let go and make her next plans.

"What are you thinking about?" Xia He glanced at her curiously, took out two porcelain bottles from his arms and handed them to her, "Here, what you want."

"How dare you put these two things together? Aren't you afraid of death?"

Yin Xiaorou was startled and quickly took the porcelain bottle.

The porcelain bottles contain bone meal from a species of viper that is unique to the northwest. One bottle contains bone meal from female vipers, and the other bottle contains bone meal from male vipers.

When the two bottles of bone meal were separated, there was only a slight phantom poison, which lasted for seven days and then dissipated.

But within these seven days, if the poisoned person comes into contact with a second bottle of powder, he will be severely poisoned.

In mild cases, it can cause insanity, and in severe cases, it can cause fright to death.

"Who are you going to use this thing against?" Xia He looked at Yin Xiaorou puzzledly, "You don't want to kill that person, do you?"

"Of course I want to kill him, but not now."

Yin Xiaorou glanced at Xia He helplessly, "Don't say I don't have a chance to contact him. Even if I do, he can't die before Wen Yu becomes the crown prince."

"Who are you going to deal with? This stuff is expensive, and there's only so much left. Use it sparingly and don't use it on someone who isn't worthy."

"Don't worry, it's definitely worth it."