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At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, Quanzhou Port, a huge spice debt, a seven-day countdown to life and death Chen Yan, a southern accountant, holds the golden abacus tightly and walks through the sounds of Persian merchant flutes and Southern Fujianese crying men. The burned pepper is fire, the merchant's account book is ice, and the underground river in the Tibetan tomb is filled with bloody silver. When he tore apart the fraud network, he realized that he was nothing more than a fortune-telling bead for the Mongolian nobles, a dagger for the lustful merchants, and a revenge pawn for the Han maritime merchants-- "In this golden cave of all nations, the truth is more fragile than the porcelain of a sunken ship." The brushstrokes of history recreate the wealth-strangling field of the world's number one port

In the winter of the fourteenth year of Tianbao's reign, Yuyang's flying dragon stirred up the earth. The night of blood and fire at Xingzhou Station burned away the last wisp of smoke from the empire's information network. Postman Zhang Shisan, a little person whose name is blurred in the dust of the post road, became the only survivor of this catastrophe, and also became the "lone witness" carrying the top-secret military report of the loss of Tongguan. The road ahead is thousands of miles of scorched earth trampled by the rebels' iron hooves, and behind them are the cold corpses of the inn's comrades. Without an official to guide him, he became a "non-existent person" in troubled times - the government and the army regarded him as a fugitive, the rebels hunted him as a messenger, and the bandits coveted his "value". A piece of paper weighs more than a thousand pieces, but it is too fragile to withstand a snowstorm or a sharp knife. Traveling through occupied Hebei, Zhang Shisan could only escape into the wilderness trails. He met: Liu Mingyuan, a troubled scholar who had no strength but was full of knowledge. He became a burden in the suspicion and also lit up the glimmer of light in the desperate situation; the stubborn old man Li Zhengsun guarded the final order of the dilapidated village. , Giving him a moment of respite; the deaf-mute orphan girl Ahe, whose life experience is a mystery, is like an elf in the wilderness, giving him silent comfort and bondage; and the smuggler Wang Mulezi, who dances on the tip of a knife, provides a way of life and also lays a trap. And the pursuit follows him like a shadow. The sharp blade of the rebel general "Yam Luo Dao" and the greed of the defeated leader "Scarface" are always trying to crush him and the intelligence together. Every step is a gamble of life and death, and every breath is precious.

In Lin'an City in the second year of Duanping, a meal of crab stuffed with oranges overturned the Jin Dynasty's secret envoy. Lin Sanniang, the cook, was imprisoned, but the silver needle could not detect poison. When the powerful wanted to frame the drug case against Meng Yuan, they started a war. Using her tongue as a sword, she tasted the bitter taste of tripterygium vine in the ice dew gargling in her mouth; Using a spoon as a shield, he uncovered the murder of a pufferfish from ten years ago in the Yu Shan Chen archives. The stove fire is burning brightly, and more than just soup is boiling in the cauldron-- There is also the last cry before half of the country is overturned. "Ingredients don't lie, it's the person holding the spoon who lies."