Ye Yao was slightly impatient and had a cold face, but he still came to the glass plank road in the back garden full of birds of paradise, where Rui Qian, dressed in black, was waiting for him while standing in front of the blooming flowers, not knowing what he was fiddling with.

Ye Yao walked behind her, her face suddenly changed, and then asked Xiang Ruiqian gloomily, "When did you plant this in the garden?" ”

Rui Qian smiled deeply, did not look back at her beloved man, just stared at the black-ringed poppy in front of her, in the middle of summer, the flower had withered, and the capsule was as big as a child's fist.

In southern Myanmar, it has become a crime to cultivate opium poppy on a large scale, but it is still possible to plant one or two plants as ornamental flowers in the private sector.

Ye Yao remained silent, watching Rui Qian take a small scythe and cut through the poppy-blue capsule, the white milky juice inside quickly oxidized into a black-brown color, and became as viscous as asphalt.

Rui Qian scraped out the black smoke little by little, and slowly shoveled it into a small bucket.

"This is the first process of extracting tobacco, and in the past, when the opium poppy economy was at its peak, thousands of tons of tobacco could be harvested in an autumn in the Golden Triangle, and then the villagers began to burn opium paste and send it to factories for further chemical differentiation and purification."

Rui Qian said as she continued to scrape smoke from the capsule, and Ye Yao squinted a pair of cunning fox eyes, watching her every move.

"That year, my sister and the Songcha government jointly formulated the [Ban Loong Agreement], which was supported by all the autonomous warlords in the country, ending the opium poppy economy era in South Burma, and the opium poppy industry in the Golden Triangle has now gone underground.

Rui Qian scraped a capsule, stirred the black smoke in the small bucket, and brought it to Ye Yao, the fresh tobacco smelled a faint smell of ammonia and the smell of overnight urine.

"Ye Yao, King's Landing is causing you internal and external troubles now, don't you want to give him a counterattack and let him see how powerful your cunning fox Ye Yao is?" Rui Qian raised her eyebrows, and on her high cheekbones, her smile bloomed like a flower, like a black-ringed poppy with a ghostly yin and yin.

"How to fight back? Let's hear it. Ye Yao was interested, and a pair of fox eyes stared at Rui Qian tightly and asked.

"Didn't you see that?" Rui Qian raised her chin and pointed to the big black smoke in the keg.

Ye Yao sneered, "After the [Banlong Agreement], we have promised that we will no longer use opium poppies to maintain the economy, and we will no longer use opium to harm the people. ”

Ye Yao spoke, but took the small barrel of smoke from Rui Qian's hand.

"Of course you can't endanger our people, hehe." Rui Qian took the opportunity to approach Ye Yao, resting a hand on Ye Yao's hand and holding it tightly.

"But the [Banlong Agreement] doesn't say that you can't endanger the people of the Far East......." Rui Qian groped Ye Yao's hand and said intimately, "I'm also giving advice to you, Ye Yao, if you want to destroy King's Landing, why don't we try this?" ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the big smoke in Ye Yao's hand with his eyes.

"Huh." Ye Yao laughed twice, his resolute and handsome face, the smile enlarged little by little, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Hehehe....... Hahaha........" Then there was a series of laughter, and then, Rui Qian also giggled, and the terrifying laughter of the two continued to echo in the Shanti Palace.