jdhmnovel Chapter 190 What’s Nanping Prefecture’s back-up plan?
Chapter 190 What’s Nanping Prefecture’s back-up plan?
The prefect raised his head, his brows tightly knitted into the shape of a "川" character, his face full of anxiety, his lips slightly parted, looking at the sky, he wanted to say something but stopped himself several times, his throat seemed to be choked by something, he was suffocated for a long time, and let out a long and heavy sigh.
In this blink of an eye, Yan Wanwan had already thoroughly understood the current predicament of Nanping Prefecture with her keen insight.
It was just that the shops in several surrounding prefectures had closed down one after another, and their products were piled up like mountains with no one interested in buying them. But look at this prefect, he was so anxious as if the sky was about to fall.
Seeing this, she couldn't help but sigh softly. Her tone was calm yet reassuring, and she slowly spoke, "Don't worry so much. Since the surrounding shops are struggling to survive, just give up now. I'll use my connections and my skills to find suitable buyers for those unsold goods."
As for the remaining fertilizer and other supplies, Nanping Prefecture could digest and absorb them locally. If local demand was limited, there was still the "rear base" of the apocalypse. In the apocalypse, the vast expanse surrounding the factories she tightly controlled was all empty land waiting to be reclaimed. With the introduction of pure water from ancient times for irrigation and nourishment, the crops would thrive.
She had already planned sales for other daily necessities. Although the apocalypse was turbulent and chaotic, there were still many people who sought comfort. The necessities produced in Nanping Prefecture were all high-frequency daily necessities, so finding buyers was not a problem.
Furthermore, the prefect overlooked a crucial fact: their shops in remote areas remained open, unaffected by the current turmoil. The demand from the people there was strong, far exceeding that of the surrounding prefectures, and the economic benefits they generated were the most substantial.
As for the mastermind behind this series of events, Yan Wanwan already had a conclusion in her mind.
The Prince of Dongping controls the operations in the production process, while the Emperor's Household Department secretly uses means to engage in vile acts of suppression and destruction. They are indeed birds of a feather.
However... there are still some doubts in her mind that have never been answered. How did the Prince of Dongping produce things that can only be made with modern technology?
Yan Wanwan leaned against the carved window lattice, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the white jade wine cup.
Facing the scorching sun, she looked far away in the direction of Dongping Prefecture. There was an endless mountain range, like a dormant giant beast, ready to expose its ferocious claws at any time.
She took a sip of the newly brewed baijiu, the rich aroma spreading across her tongue, carrying the uniquely warm aroma of supernatural powers. This wine was truly remarkable—data from apocalyptic laboratories showed it could reduce supernatural energy disturbances by 47.3%, and ancient imperial medical records confirmed that long-term drinkers had stable pulses and abundant qi and blood.
This is the highly flavored sauce-flavored liquor produced by several distilleries she recently recaptured. It has all the necessary machines, including stainless steel distillation towers and automatic temperature control systems on the assembly line, and an automatic brewing program on the control panel. In addition, the grains irrigated with her special abilities have been put into use.
But the more she thought about it, the more suspicious she became. How did the Prince of Dongping produce this kind of liquor? You have to know that the ancient technology was only ordinary and could not meet the requirements of brewing liquor. The only fine wine that could be drunk was yellow wine.
So where did Dongping Prefecture's sophisticated purification equipment come from? Who was behind these advanced technologies? Even so, replicating modern industry in this era was no easy task.
She looked at the two empty wine glasses in front of her again. Except for the lack of her special ability to catalyze and purify the energy left by the food, the rest of the wine was so similar to the wine produced in the apocalypse. It was really incredible.
She couldn't help but narrow her eyes. Since the Prince of Dongping was stained with corrosive blood, there was no way to rule out his own connection to the apocalypse. He probably couldn't have accomplished all this alone. He must have a team behind him, like herself, that he could fully control. So, did this mean someone else had also traveled to this era?
The light green light on Yan Wanwan's fingertips gradually dissipated. She felt the energy slowly flowing through her body, although only one tenth of it had recovered. This was the only difference between her wine and Dongping Prefecture's liquor.
She tapped the table lightly, the sound was crisp and short.
There were soft footsteps outside the door. Xiao Tao pushed the door open and walked in. She stood aside respectfully and whispered, "Miss, what can I do for you?"
Yan Wanwan raised her eyes slightly, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes, but her tone remained calm: "Pass the order down, no one in Nanping Prefecture is allowed to purchase fertilizers and seeds from outside. Violators will be severely punished."
Xiao Tao nodded in agreement and was about to turn and leave when Yan Wanwan suddenly stopped her and added thoughtfully, "Also, check who has purchased seeds and fertilizers from Dongping Prefecture and has already started planting. Send someone to secretly monitor their fields and record the growth of the crops daily. If there are any abnormalities, report them immediately."
Xiao Tao's expression froze, and she replied in a low voice, "Yes, Miss, I'll do it right away."
Yan Wanwan nodded, looking through the window lattice towards the direction of the Prince of Dongping's Mansion in the distance, with a coldness growing in her eyes.
She knew in her heart that the seeds and fertilizers of the Prince of Dongping were not ordinary things, and she wanted to see what was so wonderful about those things.
In the following days, the County Lord's Mansion continued to issue orders, not only to sell off the closed shops, but also to let the people of Nanping Prefecture gather all the unsold products in one place. However, the speed and quantity of production did not decrease but increased, and they were even required to increase production by 10% while ensuring quality.
Her action not only puzzled the people inside Nanping Prefecture, but also made those who had been keeping an eye on her rack their brains.
In the dim room, the only source of light was the flickering candle on the table, whose faint light cast distorted shadows on the wall.
A deep voice came from the shadows, carrying a hint of suppressed anger: "Yan Wanwan... What exactly is she planning? Is there some other trick we don't know about?"
The kneeling man in black lowered his head, his voice respectful yet hesitant, "Master, I have only found out that she has accelerated production in Nanping Prefecture. All the output, except for a small amount shipped to other places, is concentrated in the Cangyun Mountains to the north."
"Dong, Dong, Dong--" The sound of fingers tapping on the table seemed particularly harsh in the silent room, as if every tap was hitting people's hearts.
After a long moment, the deep voice sounded again, carrying with it a cold, murderous intent: "Send men to keep a close eye on that mountain. Anyone who attempts to enter or leave... will be killed without mercy."
"Yes!" The man in black retreated and his figure quickly blended into the darkness.
The candlelight flickered slightly, revealing a sinister smile on the man's face in the shadows. "Yan Wanwan, no matter what you come up with, if the goods can't leave Nanping Prefecture, I wonder how long you can hold out..."