Just then, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Come in!" Zhou Guiren breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't have to worry about how to answer Jia Chen.

A maid came in from outside, saying that the queen invited Zhou Guiren over.

Jia Chen knew that a maid was here to help Zhou Guiren break the siege, but now Zhou Ren's identity is still a concubine, and he is just a courtier, so he can't stop him, so he has to watch Zhou Guiren escape.

It's useless to rush this matter, and Jia Chen plans to continue the investigation another day.

The next day, Jia Chen led Qingwen and Xiangling out of Shenjing City and went to Longzhen outside Shenjing for a vacation, but he heard the innkeeper say that he should not go to the nearby Xishan recently, it is said that the Xishan is haunted.

Jia Chen is an atheist and doesn't believe in this kind of haunted rumor at all, but there may be other dangers lurking in the mountain, and for the safety of Qingwen and Xiangling, they did not go to Xishan.

At the same time, in a field halfway up the Xishan Mountain, there is a handicraft workshop that is working overtime overnight to produce alabaster, and the surrounding of this handicraft workshop is covered with a black rain cloth to prevent the candles from leaking out.

From outside the handicraft workshop, a young man with a thief head and a burden on his back slipped in, out of curiosity, he wanted to see what was being produced in the handicraft workshop in the middle of the night.

The owner of the workshop, Tao Hongshan, found him, picked up a shovel and threw it at the top of his head, trying to drive him away, but he carefully hit him in the temple and killed him.

This scene happened to be seen by Yang Xubao, a laborer in the factory, Tao Shan promised to give him a large sum of money, let him hide the matter, and asked Yang Xubao to follow him, moved the body to a bush behind the mountain, dug a pit and buried it.

In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Dawei, a villager at the foot of Xishan Mountain, and his wife led their daughter to the grave of her grandparents.

But I found that the cliff next to the grave had collapsed, and in the rubble thicket, there seemed to be an oiled paper bag the size of an apple box) Jiang Dawei was curious, moved away from the pile of rubble, pulled out the oiled paper, opened a corner, looked inside, and was puzzled, inside was a beautiful small bottle, neatly stacked together.

Daughter Jiang Wenjuan is well-informed, and said that this can't be the alabaster in the biography, right?

It's expensive.

Jiang Dawei's heart was overjoyed when he heard this, and he took it as such.

But Jiang Wenjuan had studied and knew a little about the laws of the Great Zhou, and knew that if she picked up such a valuable item, she should hand it over to the government.

Unlike his parents, Jiang Wen insisted on reporting to the official.

Jiang Dawei couldn't resist her, so he had to pretend to return the bag of alabaster back to the rubble.

Taking advantage of Jiang Wenjuan's time to find paper at home, preparing to write a letter to report to the official, she took off her clothes, wrapped the oil paper bag, carried it on her shoulder, and took her wife home.

It turned out that it was raining heavily in the early hours of last night, and the mountain collapsed, which shook the warehouse of the mid-mountain handicraft workshop, and the bags of alabaster stored inside rolled down the mountain.

Although Jiang Dawei's clothes covered the oil paper bag, but because the clothes were thin, it could not be covered, there were many people in the room, and there was a sharp-eyed and clever Xu who saw this scene, looking for Jiang Dawei When he greeted him in the morning, he said that he was going to the grave at the foot of Xishan, how did he come back, and there was a big bag on his shoulder? If you want to wrap it in clothes, what treasure have you picked up?

Xu Qiang immediately contacted several relatives, carried shovels and hoes, and rushed to the foot of Xishan together.

There are many people with great strength, and they really found a few bags of oiled paper buried in the rubble.

Among them, there were well-informed people who saw that this was alabaster, and Xu Qiang and his relatives were excited.

After Jiang Dawei returned home, his wife dragged Jiang Wenjuan, hid the bag of alabaster in the dry well in the yard, and moved the large vat of pickled vegetables to the cover of the well.

When Tao Hongshan, the owner of the workshop, came to the factory in the morning, he found the warehouse and hurriedly took a few workers to look for it at the bottom of the mountain, but did not find the missing thirteen bags of snowflakes.

Alabaster was invented by Jia Chen, the secret recipe is secret, Tao Hongshan stole the production process of the Shenjing snow paste workshop through his wife, they did illegal things, did not dare to make a noise, even if they lost thirteen packs of alabaster and suffered heavy losses, they dared to report to the official, and could only rely on their own secret investigation to find it.

One day, Li Beixian, the owner of the Shenjing Alabaster Workshop, suddenly received a letter.

The letter was written by Mr. Liu, who hoped that Li Beixian would be able (this chapter is not finished!). )

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enough to sell him the new alabaster that has just been produced in the factory at a low price)

Hearing this, Li Beixian suddenly had a not very good prediction, there is only one sales channel for the new alabaster in his own work, and the production technology is complicated, which is an absolute secret.

Now the new type of alabaster that suddenly appeared on his face made Li Beixian break out in a cold sweat. After a few perfunctory words to the other party, he left in a hurry.

Immediately afterwards, Li Beixian hurriedly sent a letter to the officials to inform them of the incident.

Soon, the government set up a task force to investigate the case.

It turned out that in order to sell the alabaster they had picked up as soon as possible, the villagers actually sold it in a nearby market.

After Jia Chen learned about the incident, he also participated in the investigation.

With a pure Shenjing mouth, who can't guess what his true identity is.

After an unannounced visit, Jia Chen learned from a small local vendor that the packets of alabaster had been picked up from the foot of the mountain by several villages.

The government immediately went out to confiscate the alabaster in the hands of the villagers, and pursued the alabaster that was sold, and also publicized to the villagers that whoever still had the alabaster in their hands must hand it over to the government.

However, villager Xu Qiang was alert and did not sell his bag, he wanted to wait for the limelight to pass before selling it.

He knew that Jiang Dawei in the village still had a bag, but in order to protect himself, he did not confess Jiang Dawei.

After surveying the site where the villagers picked up the cream, the official quickly deduced that it was due to the collapse, which caused the mountain cream to fall.

Jia Chen and the government followed the vine and found a black handicraft workshop halfway up the Xishan Mountain.

Hearing this, Jia Chen's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked the villagers what the name of the handicraft workshop was.

But the villagers don't know much either.

Jia Chen remembered that when he took his wife to Xishan for a vacation, he heard the innkeeper say that Xishan was haunted.

It seems that the so-called ghosts are actually this gang of outlaws.

After some search and investigation, Jia Chen and the government finally discovered a handicraft workshop that secretly produced alabaster on the tin mountain in Baohua Town, Jurong.

This workshop is a black factory, hidden in the middle of the mountain, so you can check the situation in time.

Originally, there was nothing, but the strange thing was that the iron door of the handicraft was always closed, and there were several dogs guarding it.

It's very eccentric, and at first glance it's not a formal handicraft workshop.

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