Chapter 556 The Yellow Bird is Silent
Boss Zhou's heart, which nearly jumped out of his chest, was calmed down by Sang Zhixia's gentle words. Although it was hard to say that he felt more at ease, at least when he walked out, his steps were no longer erratic, and he could barely see the direction.
Song Liu personally escorted the man out, and when he came back, he said teasingly, "I thought this man was unreliable before, but I didn't expect he actually had some confidence in him."
Boss Zhou mistakenly thought that he was the first person to help Sang Zhixia investigate the situation of the caravan, and he had the momentum of leading by example and not fearing death.
But in fact he is not.
As early as when Peng Yuanliang arranged the caravan to leave the customs, Sang Zhixia and Xu Yu secretly thought of many ways to insert different people into the team.
Sang Zhixia actually knew about the shocking news that Boss Zhou brought back today a month ago.
Not only did she know what was being transported in those caravans, she also knew where these invisible things ultimately ended up.
Sang Zhixia was amused by the narrow-mindedness in Song Liu's words and said slowly, "Although this person is a little timid, he is smart and can understand the situation."
"The news brought back is confirmed to be correct, so it is credible."
If you hadn't known that it was a pirate ship and still headed for it without hesitation, you wouldn't have lost your life in this silent storm.
after all……
Sang Zhixia uttered an ambiguous sigh, closed her eyes, and said inaudibly, "Those are all important items that the army is in urgent need of. Their coming, going, and use are not up to me."
Whether Boss Zhou's head is hanging securely on his neck depends on whether the sharp knife sharpened to a shine in the Northwest Camp is thirsty for blood and sharp enough.
Sang Zhixia comforted the people with Boss Zhou and asked them to stay calm, while he continued to check the accounts in North City for a few days.
When everything in the city was almost settled, Sang Zhixia, dissatisfied with being neglected, took his people to the North City Government Office and sat there for half a day. He listened to Lord Liu clacking away with an abacus, and then left with an open anger.
As soon as Sang Zhixia left, Peng Yuanliang in Nancheng received a message from Lord Liu.
At this time, Zheng Erhu and his group had already been arranged into the manor by Peng Yuanliang.
It was indeed because of the schemes of Lord Liu and his men that Peng Yuanliang purchased a large amount of wasteland, but businessmen pursue profit, which is their nature.
With thousands of acres of wasteland in hand, and having obtained a number of skilled farmers from Sang Zhixia, and considering the money he had spent, Peng Yuanliang really took the affairs of the farm to heart.
Spring plowing cannot be delayed, otherwise autumn will be delayed.
In order to maximize the use of the hard-earned grain seeds in the land, Peng Yuanliang spent a lot of money to hire a lot of people. Human figures could be seen moving around on the reclaimed wasteland day and night.
Peng Yuanliang placed the letter sent by Lord Liu on the candle and lit it, wondering: "How are Zheng Erhu and his men doing now? Are they still honest?"
"We pay twice as much as they do over there. These money-hungry idiots are only interested in the money. They're doing their job well."
The steward in charge of supervising the work on the farm rubbed his hands and said flatteringly, "These people from over there have always been people watching them. Apart from working, they don't say a word."
"And I specifically asked experienced farmers in South City to take a look. They didn't have any bad intentions. They just put in a lot of effort in the fields without anyone watching them. They worked very hard and there would be no mistakes."
If someone came with bad intentions, he wouldn't look like this.
Nowadays, there are more experienced people like Zheng Erhu in the farm, and with the rice seeds that Lord Liu got from Sang Zhixia, most of the wasteland has been sown with seeds in a short time, waiting for the seedlings to sprout and be maintained.
Peng Yuanliang's doubts completely dissipated, and he raised his eyebrows sarcastically: "We're doing it in full swing here. I heard that Sanyou Farm bought rice seeds from somewhere else. Are they rushing to finish the work?"
"That's what happened."
The steward lowered his voice and said, "The people over there have reported back that the rice seeds Sanyou Farm bought from outside are different from the ones they used originally. I'm afraid we won't be able to achieve the same miraculous harvest as in previous years."
In other words, the miracle that shocked the Northwest is about to happen in another place.
A place belonging to Peng Yuanliang.
Peng Yuanliang's mind flashed back to Sang Zhixia's arrogant face, and the mockery in his eyes grew stronger. "How dare this woman with long hair and little knowledge challenge me? She deserves to be beaten to death."
"By the way, have the items we sent out earlier been properly stored? Are there any unusual incidents among the caravans?"
The steward's voice then became quieter: "Master, rest assured, the people who come and go are all trustworthy, and the goods they transported have been safely delivered to the right people."
"According to your instructions, the transportation was divided into several routes, and the handover procedures were increased. The handover personnel and the tokens checked were confirmed to be correct, and there will be no mistakes."
Peng Yuanliang finally smiled smugly, but when he thought about what happened before, a hint of disgust appeared on his face. "The token must be double-checked. We can't let that same stupid thing happen again where someone got robbed and didn't even know it."
The several managers who were standing there all gasped.
Peng Yuanliang gritted his teeth, "This mission is extremely important. If there's even the slightest mistake, no one will survive."
"For the sake of your own brain, be careful."
Because Peng Yuanliang learned from his mistakes, an additional procedure of identity verification and handover was added to the caravans.
Lieutenant General Wu and Wu Lian were so worried that they almost scratched their heads. They were so worried that they wanted to pick up their knives and cut Peng Yuanliang into pieces right away.
Deputy General Wu frowned fiercely and said, "These things must not leave the northwest. Are you sure we have intercepted them all?"
"Stopped it."
Wu Lian had been up all night, his eyes red as a rabbit's. He suppressed a yawn and said bitterly, "Thanks to Master Xu and the talented people in the hands of the Sang family, otherwise it wouldn't have been so smooth."
These shady goods were collected from outside the Great Wall and transported unimpeded, with the aim of being sent outside the northwest.
Peng Yuanliang thought he was being covert, but in the end, the oriole was even more silent.
Wu Lian rubbed his face vigorously with both hands and said in a hoarse voice, "First, they identified Peng Yuanliang's trusted confidant, then followed him to find out the handover token and secret code, and then captured him, forced him to confess, and replaced him with a disguise."
"The people sent by Young Master Xu are very useful. The leaders of the several caravans under Peng Yuanliang's command are all our own people, and the information they send back is also correct."
None of the people scattered among the caravans had real faces. Unfortunately, it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, and others could not tell at all.
The replacement was done silently, and the people sent by Sang Zhixia used various poisons and methods that are difficult to describe in detail to interrogate the replaced people one by one. Through the confessions extracted by force, they perfectly connected the missing link of information.
Therefore, the caravan's travel was extremely smooth, and the news transmitted back to Peng Yuanliang was always accurate.
But Peng Yuanliang would never have thought that the things he had taken so much trouble to get from outside the Great Wall actually just made a circle around the northwest border. It seemed to be handed over to the right person, but in fact, it would not go out more than thirty miles before it would change its appearance and return to the northwest, and then disappear in the dark where he could not detect it.
As for those waiting outside for the handover...
A ruthless look flashed across Wu Tong's red eyes, and he sneered, "Our troops have been dispatched in several directions, and the most important people are in our hands. How could Peng Yuanliang not notice anything unusual?"
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