301 Trap
Song Renying took out all the records of kilns within Xuzhou from both the escort agency and the County Government Office, placing them on the table along with the order records from the agency.
The servants had already brought chairs. After Zhao Zhitong and Qiao Muchen each received a stack of materials, they began to work.
A moment later, both Qiao Muchen and Zhao Zhitong called out almost simultaneously, "Sir!"
Song Renying smiled. "What have you found?"
Zhao Zhitong said, "Qiao Muchen, you go first."
Qiao Muchen nodded, not demurring, and began, "Sir, there's a private brick kiln on Waifang Mountain that has some issues."
"This kiln was established two years ago. Strangely, it's located on a remote hillside of Waifang Mountain. This location is far from the clay needed for making bricks, and transportation is very inconvenient."
