C432 The Night of the Boss Mi (1/2)

That tyrant of the night should have been quiet and peaceful. Normally, when there was no war, the moment the sky darkened, the entire city would immediately fall into a very comfortable and relaxed atmosphere.

The Chinese tavern was bustling with the sounds of wine orders, the kitchen was cooking and making noise. Although the chattering of the food was full of Jiang-Nan wind, it did not affect the Ryukyu citizens' appreciation of it.

The Japanese cuisine shops, one long and one short, and the song with the sea breeze in the city streets, the painted geisha walk through the streets.

The lives of rich people were colorful, but ordinary people also had their own joys. Three or five friends bought some food and drinks to find a spot next to a rock high up in the mountains. While enjoying the bright night scenery and listening to the beautiful music of the sea breeze as it blew through the forest, all the hard work of the day was swept away.

Under the influence of mercantilism, countless merchants gathered around that tyrant. Countless factories and workshops officially started construction, and there was no problem of employment in the entire city at all. As long as one was not a lazy person, one could find jobs where one could support their family.

With such a huge amount of business investment coupled with an excellent geographical location, this city seemed like East Asia's first port of call for more than a year.

But all this was lost under the indiscriminate bombardment of French warships.

”How can this be? God … What was going on with that tyrant? Could the Ryukyu still stay here? Shall we not have a good day? ”

In the dimly lit alley, the number one grain merchant, Boss Mi, was like a ghost as he wandered around the streets.

Everywhere, the ruins of destroyed houses could be seen. The owners of the houses hiding in the forest could only take advantage of the night to secretly go home and plunder some limited property in the ruins.

In the corner of the wooden house was a temporary clinic set up by the military doctors. It was said that Godly Doctor Huang and a British doctor had been here for a period of time.

As a precaution against the French night bombardment, the entire infirmary had been covered in mud when it charged towards the sea. No matter how many candles were lit inside, there would not be a single ray of light that would shine into the sea.

Boss Mi was like a ghost, subconsciously peeking his head inside, but with just that one look, he reckoned that he couldn't even eat for three days.

Countless bodies of men and women in white gowns were walking back and forth in a hurry. Boss Mi knew what those young people were doing, it seemed like they were calling it a nurse job.

The scene within his line of sight was dazzling white and dark red. The screams of the injured, the sobs of their loved ones, and the anxious shouts of the doctors and nurses made the entire infirmary feel as if it had fallen into hell.

At this time, he had already become a judge under the command of the King of Hell. He checked over the beds one by one, and many hopeless wounded were carried out under the regretful shaking of his head.

Those relatives who lost their hope kneeled on the ground and begged the doctor to save them again. However, with the cruel reality laid in front of them, the Ryukyu's medical power was simply insufficient.

Boss Mi rushed to the corner of the wall, squatted on the ground and retched for a long time, but was unable to spit anything out.

”Boss …” Boss... Aiya, boss, you're here! Hurry and go to the rice shop, something big has happened! ” Just then, a familiar voice rang out. Turning around to look, it was his own shop's Second Manager.

”What's wrong? 'I'm not dead yet, it's fine if I die … '

”My boss, don't be so stubborn. Our rice shop is surrounded by the mob and we are being forced to sell our rice!” ”Right now, the situation is extremely critical. I can see that chaos is about to break out …”

If the people surrounding the rice shop were only Chinese and Ryukyu, then it would be alright. But once they took the rice, they would leave.

The fat Boss Mi was sprinting along the street, he was trying his best to catch up, he never expected the boss to have such a good physique, jumping over a meter tall barrier like a spirit monkey, and that burning bonfire, the boss rushed over without even blinking an eye.

”Boss …” Wait for me... There are hundreds of people fighting for rice... ”Please go through the back door …”

Boss Mi had no time to listen to his nonsense, he disappeared around the corner of the street in a few flashes.

Boss Mi's shop was not far from the clinic, it only took a few turns to arrive. When the spectacular scene of the entrance appeared in front of his eyes, the fat boss was so shocked that he almost sat down on the floor.