Three days later, dozens of wooden signs suddenly appeared at major intersections in the capital, plastered with various grain orders:
"Zhao's Rice Shop in South City: Urgently need 500 stones of new rice from Jiangnan, double the shipping fee."
"Sun's Grain Store in East Market: Seeking 300 stones of Shandong wheat, plus 10 reward points."
...
Next to each sign stood a ragged little beggar holding a stick, who would bang it twice whenever a merchant caravan passed by, calling out, "Gentlemen, take a look at the orders! We have thirty new ones today, first come, first served!"
At first, the merchant caravans were skeptical until Huo Qubing personally led a convoy of the Flower Skirt Army into the city with the first batch of successfully snatched orders. Seeing the gleaming silver and the reward certificates stamped with the Grain Supervision Office's seal, the merchants' eyes widened in astonishment.
"I heard that accumulating 100 points can make you an imperial merchant!"
"Indeed! My cousin's brother-in-law's friend's acquaintance snatched an order and even received a commendation from the Emperor himself!"
"Let’s go! Hurry up and grab those orders!"
Lin Xiaofan stood on the city wall, watching as long lines of merchant caravans formed outside, nodding in satisfaction. Zhuge Liang beside him gently waved his feather fan and remarked, "My Lord, this method is quite ingenious; it not only alleviates the grain shortage but also avoids disturbing the prince's control over the grain transport system."
"This is just the beginning." Lin Xiaofan pulled out a small notebook. "I’ve also designed a membership tier system, first-order discounts for new users, and rewards for bringing in new customers..."
Before he could finish speaking, a warning suddenly popped up from the system:
[Detected commercial activities beyond contemporary understanding!]
[Executing punishment: Dance publicly in the square to gather grain!]
"Wait a minute—" Lin Xiaofan hadn’t reacted yet when his body began to move uncontrollably.
"The vast horizon is my love; beneath the green mountains, flowers are blooming."
In Zhuge Liang's shocked gaze, Lin Xiaofan dashed to the highest point of the city wall and began to twist his waist and sway his hips, performing a standard square dance!
The citizens below stopped to watch.
"Look! What is Lin Daren doing?"
"His dance moves... have quite an ethereal quality!"
"Could he be performing a ritual to summon grain?"
While Lin Xiaofan cursed the system internally, he was forced to complete all the dance moves. At the climax of the performance, he even had to strike a pose reminiscent of "Phoenix Spreading Its Wings," which drew applause and cheers from the onlookers.
"We must thank our lord for solving our grain issues! Let’s help Lin Daren pray for grain; quickly offer him some rice!" someone shouted out.
The common people were filled with enthusiasm, eagerly tossing the rice they held towards Lin Xiaofan on the city tower. Amidst this lively atmosphere, a piece of a burnt secret letter, reduced to a mere corner, floated in the air among the rice...
In the evening, Princess Ning An personally brought an imperial decree to the Grain Supervision Office as a reward.
"By the grace of Heaven and the Emperor's command..." The princess smiled as she read the decree, but suddenly her expression changed, and the document slipped from her hands with a thud onto the ground.
"Your Highness!" Lin Xiaofan rushed forward to support the swaying princess.
Princess Ning An's face was pale, her lips tinged with an unnatural bluish-purple hue, and she collapsed weakly into his arms. Lin Xiaofan quickly initiated a system scan:
[Detected toxin: Western Mandrake + Snowy Wormwood]
[Toxicity identical to Liu Rushuang's hairpin]
[Time of poisoning: approximately two hours ago]
"It's Liu Rushuang!" Lin Xiaofan gritted his teeth. "When did she poison her?"
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