Xiazhou?
Wang Pan's eyes lit up. Could it be Hu San?
He hurriedly snatched the pigeon, took the bamboo tube from his leg, opened it impatiently, read it quickly, and then read it carefully again, his eyes bursting with ecstasy.
"Brother Zhou, Brother Bai! I finally know Zhao Muyun's secret!"
What!
The two of them hurried over: "Cigarette workshop? Golden grass? What is this?"
"You two may not know, but I once heard a Western Region merchant say that golden grass is extremely valuable and can be ingested to invigorate the mind and relieve fatigue!"
"I guess Zhao Muyun discovered the wonderful use of this thing and planned to make it into a cigarette that is easy to carry and smoke."
"Once people smoke it regularly, they can't stop and become addicted. Compared to fine salt, the profit is a hundred times greater."
"I knew Zhao Muyun's Wohugang was no ordinary place! It turns out there's a hen that lays golden eggs!"
Wang Pan explained with a beaming face.
"A hundred times more profitable than fine salt?"
Zhou Dequan and Bai Shoujing were businessmen, and pursuing profits was in their nature. When they heard that there was such a lucrative thing, their eyes lit up, flashing with greed and viciousness.
"Very good!"
Zhou Dequan clapped his hands and laughed, his face full of malicious satisfaction. "Last time, the assassination failed. This time, I will cut off his financial resources and destroy his foundation!"
"Let Zhao Muyun also have a taste of loss! Brother Wang, how should we proceed?"
Zhou Dequan's monopoly on coarse salt in Hedong Road was destroyed by Zhao Muyun's fine salt, and he also lost a son. Zhou Dequan wanted revenge all the time.
Wang Pan stopped and a venomous grin flashed across his face. "Such a crucial location, heavily guarded, will be difficult to storm."
"But... since it's a workshop, there must be craftsmen and raw materials! Didn't Hu San sneak into their convoy?"
"Then we'll rob his goods! Burn his grass! And even bribe or coerce his craftsmen! Take over the secret recipe and workshop for this cigarette!"
"Let Zhao Muyun's hard work be burned to ashes!"
Bai Shoujing and Zhou Dequan nodded vigorously: "Yes, this time, Zhao Muyun must be heartbroken!"
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