Finally, under Chu Mo's pleading, Xie Changhuan finally agreed to let Liu Yu cooperate, as the information was of vital importance.

Xie Xian lived a peaceful life at the bottom of the tiankeng. Every day she waited in the management room for people to send and receive supplies. The cave she managed was used to store miscellaneous items.

It's mainly daily necessities and mining equipment. As for weapons and salt mines, that's not her concern.

Xie Xian opened the account book and found that the consumption of bamboo baskets had been over 200 for three consecutive months. It seemed that the output of this salt mine was quite good!

Even though she was in charge of the utility room and couldn't leave on weekdays, she was allowed to go see Du Xin. Don't ask. If you asked, it was Mr. Qu who allowed it. He was afraid that Xie Xian would say something shocking and ruin his reputation.

Tu Zhen's presence is also very low. He only comes back at night these days. "This is the map of the underground tunnel in the tiankeng." Tu Zhen's face is a little pale, and his clothes are also torn.

Xie Xian took the map, pulled Tu Zhen to give her a bowl of hot water, and then wrapped her in a quilt.

Her hands were cold. This guy actually went into the water to explore the way. In this weather, although it was not frozen, the water was close to zero degrees. How dare she do that?

"Don't go into the water again. At most you will be trapped for a few more days." She looked at Tu Zhen seriously.

Tu Zhen turned her head away uncomfortably. As a warrior, she had strong internal strength, but in such cold weather, the water was icy and she couldn't stand it for a long time.

Xie Xian stuffed another hot water bottle into the quilt. Firewood and charcoal were very rare in this sinkhole. The coal and stoves from Pingcheng had not yet been brought here, and the little silver charcoal that was bought was only for a few people.

Her hands did not stop, and she took out a few meat pies that she had hidden away and gave them to Tu Zhen to eat, planning to get a few more from Du Xin tomorrow.

"I asked them, and they said that every ten days someone would go to the top of the cliff to chop firewood, and in this winter, this little charcoal fire is not enough."

"A new batch of axes arrived in the warehouse yesterday," Xie Xian's eyes were burning, this was a good opportunity.

Xie Xian's guess was correct. In the meeting hall, the top leaders of Qionglou Village gathered together. Qu Qing did not paint this time. He held a cup of tea in his hand and listened to Gan Hu's lecture.

"I'm quite satisfied with the salt mine this time, but winter is coming soon and the charcoal in the village is insufficient. We'll have to work hard for a few days to save up enough charcoal for the next few months," Gan Hu's dark face flashed with ferocity.

"There is no room for negotiation on this matter. We raise troops for a thousand days but only deploy them for a moment. If those people working down there really go up there, you won't be able to keep an eye on them."

He looked around and said, "I remember that my brothers are diligent in their work, but this charcoal fire is a big deal in the village and we cannot afford to lose it."

He grinned and said maliciously, "Whoever lets one escape will take his place."

The bandits' disapproving expressions changed. They felt that there were already enough miners in the pit, so it didn't matter if they let one or two escape.

"Don't worry, I won't let them get away!"

Seeing that Gan Hu took it so seriously, everyone started to promise.

"In addition to firewood and charcoal, we also need to prepare clothes," Qu Qing said lightly.

Seeing everyone looking at him, he said: "There is not even a blade of grass in this place. If we don't prepare clothes, how can we survive the winter?" Everyone suddenly realized, but the old men who followed Gan Hu remained expressionless.

At the bottom of the sinkhole, supplies were scarce and there was no grass or trees. Even the resident bats became extinct after they came in.

The temperature in winter is not as low as outside, but it is not too cold either, so preparing clothes is another big expense.

Gan Hu frowned. He only kept the money he earned from the salt mine to buy supplies, and used the rest to build relationships. How could he spend his own money on these refugees?

The cloth at that time was all woven manually, and the cloth was expensive, so expensive that it could even be used as money.

There was a lot of cloth for seven hundred people, but in Gan Hu's eyes, it was no big deal. Since people were gone, there was naturally no need to keep them warm.

He straightened his face and said, "We'll discuss this later!" Just this one sentence lightly decided the life and death of 500 people. The old men around him looked at each other and understood, and the eldest brother seemed to be doing the same as last year.

Qu Qing looked at him deeply, then returned to his room holding the teacup. Not long after, Steward Fu knocked on the door and came in.

"Mr. Qu, are you really not going to care about the people who go down to the mines?" Manager Fu was a little anxious. Although he helped the bandits with cruel methods, as long as he could give those refugees food to eat and let them survive, it was also a good deed.

But now listening to Gan Hu's tone, it seems that he really doesn't care about these people anymore. Without firewood, charcoal and clothes in winter, how can these people survive?

Moreover, there is only one way out of this tiankeng, which is going to trap people to death!

"The boss said he would take care of this matter!" Qu Qing closed his eyes. He knew that Gan Hu was cruel and ruthless, but he didn't expect him to be so disregarding of human life.

"Our village is in a good location. At worst we can capture another group next year. I just don't know if the people below will still be so honest if they find out this time." Qu Qing whispered while holding the teacup.

Manager Fu understood what he meant and bowed before leaving.

Qu Qing chuckled and said, "In a month's time, when the next rainy season comes, the salt mine in this tunnel will be flooded by the underground river. These people cannot be kept in vain."

When he came here this year, he discovered that there were signs of human activities in this tiankeng, but Gan Hu told him that this was a salt mine that was only discovered this year.

This place was so close to Pingcheng, he didn't believe that the landlords and wealthy families who had been entrenched there for many years would not know about it, but they just didn't see it.

Pingcheng is rich in salted fish, and abalone shops are numerous. How much salt is needed and where does the salt come from?

The nobles above only care about taking the profits from the salt mines and don't care about the lives of the people below.

He lowered his head to look at the climate forecast map on the desk, and lightly brushed his finger over the line of Pingcheng. He clutched his chest and coughed heavily twice, what a strategist!

Xie Xian leaned against the old and crumbling wooden fence and reached inside: "Give me another piece, Zhenzhen is back!"

Du Xin glared at him fiercely and said unhappily, "How can you be so confident in begging for food?"

"Because you asked me to have this meal?"

"you!"

"Du Lang, do you dislike me?"

"Here, give it to her!" Du Xin turned around. He realized that every time he couldn't win an argument with Xie Xian, he had to endure her anger.

Mu He walked forward with a sickly look and took out a corn cake from his arms.

"Madam Tu, have you got any news?" He was already injured and felt that he could not hold on any longer.

Xie Xian took the chestnut cake and handed him a paper bag. "That stubborn guy, he went down to the river in such a cold weather and couldn't get up, isn't he stupid!"

She gets angry whenever Tu Zhen is mentioned. Now that there is one less person around her, she has to divide her attention to take care of Tu Zhen. Xie Xian feels exhausted.

But even though they have explored the map, they still can't find the exit, so it's not very useful to them!

"Now everyone will die and no one can get out." When Du Xin heard that Tu Zhen, a martial arts master, had also fallen, he suddenly became anxious and squatted in the corner with his shoulders shrugged.

He was originally a young man from a wealthy family, enjoying a life of luxury, but ended up being locked up in a dark cell, unable to eat or sleep well. When he heard bad news, he felt despair.

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