Naha at night is supposed to be quiet and peaceful, and when there is no war, as soon as it gets dark, the whole city immediately enters a very comfortable and relaxing atmosphere.

In the Chinese-style tavern, there is a lively sound of wine orders, the sound of frying and frying in the back kitchen is endless, and although the babbling tune is full of Jiangnan style, it definitely does not affect the appreciation of the people of the Ryukyus.

In those Japanese restaurants, long and short waka songs waft through the streets of the city with the sea breeze, and greased and powdered geisha walk through the streets with small steps.

The life of the rich is colorful, but the ordinary people also have their own joys, three or five friends buy some wine and food to find a mountain high next to the bluestone, while enjoying the brightly lit night view, while listening to the sea breeze blowing through the forest beautiful music, the day's busy labor is all swept away.

Under the rule of Xiao Lotian, Ryukyu Naha was so rich and comfortable, under the influence of mercantilism, countless merchants gathered in Naha, countless factories and workshops officially started, and the whole city did not have the difficulty of employment at all, as long as you are not lazy, you can find a job to support your family.

With a large amount of commercial investment and an excellent geographical location, Naha has become the first port in East Asia for more than a year.

But this beautiful thing was wiped out under the indiscriminate bombing of French warships.

"How so? God...... What's wrong with this Naha? Can this Ryukyu stay anymore? Won't you let us live a good day?"

In the dimly lit alleys, the owner of Naha's No. 1 grain merchant rice roamed the streets like a ghost, and the tragic sight made him shudder.

There are ruins of bombed houses everywhere, and those owners who hide in the mountains and forests during the day can only sneak home at night to pick up some limited possessions in the ruins.

Inside the wooden house around the corner is a temporary medical hall set up by military doctors, and I heard that Dr. Huang Shen, who came from the Qing Dynasty, and a British doctor sat here during this time.

In order to prevent the French bombardment at night, the entire side of the hospital hall rushing to the sea has been completely covered with mud, and no matter how many lights and candles are lit inside, there will not be a single light shining into the sea.

Boss Mi was like a ghost, and subconsciously glanced inside, but at this glance, he estimated that he would not be able to eat for three days.

It's so miserable, upstairs and downstairs are full of marching beds, one after another human bodies who don't know whether they are alive or dead are lying on it, countless men and women in white coats are hurrying back and forth, Boss Mi knows which young people are doing what, it is a new profession that seems to be called a nurse.

The blinding white and red everywhere in sight, the wails of the injured and the cries of their loved ones, coupled with the anxious shouts of the doctors and nurses, made the entire hospital feel like hell.

The Qing man surrounded by the white coats is estimated to be the Huang Shen Doctor from the mainland, at this time he seems to have become a judge under the Lord of Yama, he checked the past bed after bed, and many wounded people who had no hope of treatment were carried out in his regretful shake.

Those relatives who had lost hope fell to their knees and begged the doctor to help them, but the cruel reality was that the medical strength of the Ryukyus was simply not enough, and the limited resources could only be tilted towards the wounded who had the greatest hope.

Boss Mi rushed to the corner, squatted on the ground and retched for a long time, but he couldn't vomit anything, and when he looked back, he thought about it and realized that he hadn't eaten rice for a day.

"The owner...... Boss...... Oh, boss, you're here... Let's go to the rice shop, something is wrong..."At this moment, a familiar voice came, and when I looked back, I saw that it was the second shopkeeper in my store.

"What's wrong? Lao Tzu is not dead, nothing but death......

"My boss, don't be stubborn, now our rice shop has been surrounded by mobs, and we are being forced to sell rice... The situation is very critical now, and I see that there is going to be a big mess......"

If the rice shop is besieged only by the Chinese and the Ryukyuans, it is better to say, they will naturally retreat after snatching the rice, if the Japanese mix in, it will be terrible, there is no shortage of rice riots in Japanese history...

The chubby rice boss ran wildly on the street, and the second shopkeeper couldn't catch up with him desperately in the back, he really couldn't imagine that the boss still had such a good body, and he jumped over the obstacles more than one meter high like a spirit monkey, and there were piles of burning fires, and the boss rushed over without even blinking an eye.

"The owner...... Wait for me...... There are hundreds of people who rob rice...... You go through the back door......"

Boss Mi had time to listen to his nonsense, and disappeared on the corner of the street in a few flashes, it is really worthy of Xiao Lotian who fought with him, this basic military element is really good.

Boss Mi's shop is not far from the medical hall, and he will arrive at a few corners, and when the spectacular scene at the door of the store appears in front of him, the fat boss is so frightened that he almost doesn't sit on the ground.

"Where are there hundreds of people, there are not thousands of people? The front and back doors are all blocked, and it's not my family who is squeezing? Aren't all the storefronts on the whole street surrounded?"

This is a commercial street, the grain store of the rice boss, the silk village next door, and the foreign goods store opposite the door...... Almost all the shops related to the daily life of the people can be found on this street.

Boss Mi's grain store has become the center of the whole chaotic storm, countless people are blocking the door with empty bags, and everyone lowers their voices and says, "Open the door, we want to buy something, open the door ......"

This scene was too weird, it was said that thousands of people besieging the shop should not be so restrained, but they also knew that the French warships on the sea could not be alarmed, and although everyone's hearts were full of anger, there was unusual restraint between words and actions.

The deliberately suppressed sound is like listening to the sound of the waves at the foot of the mountain from the top of the mountain, and although it is faint, you can still feel the oppressive power in it.

Boss Mi can no longer be regarded as a pure businessman, and on the night of the battle with the Japanese, he followed in the footsteps of Xiao Lotian and fought together behind the hero, and the killing along the way made him have some kind of strange changes.

It was from that night that all the petty businessmen in Boss Mi were swept away, and he was business-oriented, honest and eager to learn, and he had reached a state of fanatical worship for all kinds of words written by Xiao Letian.

Boss Mi seized the opportunity of his life, and with this honor of fighting side by side with the Prime Minister, he successfully established a close friendship with Lotte Foreign Bank, and in just one year he has become the largest grain merchant in Naha Port, and he even got an order for the army's food supply.

Such a businessman has a very broad horizon, and when he looks at today's meeting, he already understands that he is not far from ten.

"This damn war, only lasted four days, the people were already impatient, they wanted to live, they wanted to eat, and the strong sense of insecurity made them subconsciously want to hoard supplies, this idea is understandable, this can be said to be the survival wisdom accumulated by human beings for thousands of years......"

The second shopkeeper also caught up at this time, and he panted and said, "What wisdom is not wise, boss, you should think of a way, there are not only 5,000 stone white rice in the store, but also 50,000 silver oceans......

"Didn't you report to the official? Shuri Castle doesn't care, doesn't the new army care either?" asked Boss Mi.

"Oh, my boss, don't you know how many servants the Shuri Castle Punishment Department has......? As for the Forces nouvelles, I heard from acquaintances......"

The second shopkeeper quietly leaned into Boss Mi's ear and said, "They said that there was something strange on the sea tonight, and now all the troops have been put into the checkpoint, it seems that there is suddenly a ship of unknown origin on the sea......"

With a snap, Boss Mi slapped his thigh and knew that something bad was going to happen tonight, and neither the new army nor the criminal department could send anyone here, but the current situation was almost unbearable, and the door panels in his store were about to be broken.

"Do you really want to open the door to put rice? No, more than half of this is predetermined military rations, and when the time comes, the food of the new army will be delayed, and we will not have enough to cut off ten heads..."

The situation was already tense enough that people couldn't think about it anymore, and just when Boss Mi hesitated, there was a sudden commotion in front of him, and it turned out that a thick door panel had been kicked and shattered by the impatient people.

"Stop..."Boss Mi rushed out of the alley with a loud shout, he jumped on a pile of wooden boxes and shouted condescendingly, "Don't smash it...... I am Mi Fu, Mi Boss...... I'm the owner of the grain store...... I promise you, I will sell you rice..."

The crowd was quiet all of a sudden, and Boss Mi took a few deep breaths to calm down, "Folks, I can sell you rice, but please understand, I can only sell half a liter of rice to you by myself......"

With a bang, the crowd that had just calmed down was angry again...... Who can eat half a liter of rice? You profiteer, you just want to hoard Juqi and make a fortune...... Ignore him, smash open the grain store, and grab rice..."

The crowd immediately began to be restless, Boss Mi's frightened face turned white, and he jumped to his feet and yelled, "Stop...... Whoever dares to grab rice will kill me first...... Half of it was military rations, rice for the new soldiers...... Do you have a loss of conscience, and dare to rob the food ...... to protect our new army."

A sentence was like a cold wind blowing through the crowd, and everyone was stunned, the Prime Minister's new army is the spiritual pillar of the entire Ryukyu people, and everyone can see clearly how hard the new army has worked in the past four days.

Now that the military rations are placed in front of the people, the good people subconsciously shrink back, robbing profiteers is one thing, but robbing military rations is another.

After a short period of dullness, the crowd began to whisper to each other, and most of them showed resignation, but just when Boss Mi was a little at ease, a low voice suddenly came from the corner of the crowd.

"Hi...... Folks, we have to live, now the prime minister's life and death are uncertain, and the new army has caused heavy casualties to the French, who can say clearly whether this Ryukyu can be defended?"

"If you don't leave some food for my old man, will they all starve to death? I don't care if there is a new army or not, we will live...... The villagers are going to grab the food..."

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