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Rebecca nodded thoughtfully, did not directly refute Qiao'an's point of view, and continued to question his position.

"In other words, do you agree that the chicken chooses to help the fox in the fight between the fox and the wolf?"

After hesitating for a while, Qiao An reluctantly nodded his head: "If you have to choose a side and stand, it is better to support a relatively weak fox than to help a jackal."

"That's the question, why do we have to choose to support one of them?" Rebecca shrugged and spread her hands. "We two don't help each other. Can we stay neutral?"

"In fact, this is my position. I don't like foxes or wolves. I don't like fox smuggling tea and jackal dumping tea. Can I not buy it?" Qiao An said angrily.

He is somewhat ethical and clean. The two forces in the current struggle, whether the royal franchised dealers trying to dump the tea monopoly market, or the smuggling groups that instigate the people to boycott imported tea, he disagrees.

If he has to choose between the two, it's like two lumps of **** in front of him and forced to choose one to eat. This is not only disgusting, but the saddest thing is that there is nothing better than these two lumps of shit. Options.

As a decent person, Qiao An feels that true freedom requires at least the right to refuse to eat shit, instead of having to choose between two piles of shit, and smugly thinking that he is helping justice and fighting evil.

It is precisely because of this mentality that Qiao An is really not interested in the current political turmoil caused by "tea". He has lost his original passion for participating in the anti-tax movement and would rather be an "outsider" who sits on the sidelines.

However, Rebecca did not allow him to escape, holding his hand, and asked solemnly: "If someone does not allow you to remain neutral, put a knife on your neck, point a gun at your head, and force you to What do you want to choose?"

Rebecca's questioning, like a spark, completely ignited the depression in Qiao An's heart for a long time, stood up abruptly, and vented the anger in his chest.

"Whoever uses a knife or gun to force me to stand in line, I will smash his dog head!"

Rebecca also stood up, shook his hand vigorously, and said word by word:

"Remember your words, let's wait and see."

The girl's meaningful eyes made Qiao An's back chills, and an ominous premonition faintly arose.

Rebecca's predictions always seem to be unlucky, and what's worse is that her predictions always seem to be fulfilled.

Qiao An now understands why the famous prophets in ancient times, such as Laocoon and Cassandra, always failed to die well.

...

On May 18, the Leiden Port convened a parliament and passed ten resolutions against the "Tea Tax Law", defining anyone who distributes this batch of tea as "the enemy of the people."

On the same afternoon the bill was introduced, in response to the call of Joseph Adams, the "sons of freedom" gathered in the "Green Dragon Tavern" in the city, and they made a unanimous promise that they would not hesitate to bet their own lives and prevent imports. Tea enters the port of Leiden!

...

On May 21, another anonymous flyer appeared on the streets of Leiden.

The author warns that anyone who tries to land or store tea will receive "unwelcome visits" and make even more explicit threats.

"Think about it, what do you think of putting a noose around your neck? Then, how about pouring a few gallons of hot tar from your heads, and then sprinkling the feathers of a dozen geese?"

On the second day of the release of this leaflet, the "sons of freedom" tied a scarecrow, pasted on white paper, and wrote the name of the consignee. They openly erected the gallows on the square outside the parliament building. Hang the scarecrow on the gallows all day and let passers-by watch and mock.

Threats and intimidation are indeed an unsuitable method, but the effect is immediate.

Consignees who sell imported tea really feel that their lives and their family’s lives are threatened by the mob. They can only pinch their noses and admit that they are unlucky. They succumb to the threat of the mob. Escape quietly from the city on the crater.

Now only the largest tea distributor in the city has not yet succumbed to it. This business is jointly operated by Faneuil Snow and its partners.

Fanir Snow’s bones are so hard, perhaps because his uncle is Leiden Customs Director Andrew Snow, who feels that he is dependent on him and dismisses the threats of the mob.

However, the facts will prove that he overestimated his background and underestimated the threat of his opponent.

On May 25th, Joseph Adams, the representative of "Son of Liberty", published an open letter on the front page of the Leiden Post, claiming that "the people of Alfheim have been greatly offended" and warned against the Royal Franchised Tea Distributor Act. The consignees headed by Neil Snow stopped arguing and called on them to sign a public statement as soon as possible, rejecting low-priced tea from across the ocean, and take concrete actions to clarify the people's doubts about their "royalist" status.

This open letter is actually an ultimatum.

The next day, Faneuil Snowdon responded, claiming that he and his partner had paid the deposit, freight and customs duties for the imported tea, and signed an underwriting contract.

If you do not believe your words and tear up the contract, the deposit and freight you previously invested will be in vain, and you will have to pay a large amount of liquidated damages, and you will definitely go bankrupt.

Mr. Snow confessed that he was just a law-abiding businessman and could not afford such a loss, begging the "sons of freedom" to give him a way to survive, and don't have trouble doing things that were impossible for him.

On the other hand, Mr. Snow also expressed his understanding of the anger of the Adams party. After all, the tea he underwrites is lower in price and better in quality, squeezing out the interests of the smuggling group headed by Adams.

He called on both parties to be able to conduct business in business, and use legal and reasonable means to conduct fair competition. Whoever can provide the public with high-quality and inexpensive goods deserves the support of the public.

On the contrary, in the name of justice, inciting people to stir up troubles and use non-prestigious means to suppress competitors in the business arena. Such shameless people are not qualified to represent public opinion, and anyone with a conscience should disdain them.

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Historical materials: The situation of tea dealers ("The Collapse of the British Empire and the Birth of America")

In New York and Manhattan, resistance to tea has adopted a persistent campaign-in newspapers, at public meetings, on the streets-to force consignees to resign.

Both cities have adopted threats of violence, especially in New York, despite the presence of garrisons, or just because there are garrisons there, the atmosphere is so tense that it will erupt.

On November 5th, Guy Fawkes Memorial Day, when a group of people made a statue of a consignee and hung it on the gallows, the consignee and his colleagues were truly affected by their lives. Threatened and panicked all day long.

In Pennsylvania and New York, these strategies were a complete success. By the end of November, all consignees had either resigned or disappeared.

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