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Chapter 65 Salt

He saw Zhang Shize, and Zhang Shize naturally saw him. He immediately recalled that this guy seemed to be the target of his money robbery. But at this moment, Zhang Shize couldn't be arrogant, and he buried his head deeply under his body.

At this time, he already knew how much trouble he had caused, and robbing His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's money could not be described as seeking death. He was simply leading the nine clans to commit suicide.

Wei Zhongxian, who was standing next to him, was satisfied after watching for a while. He already knew from the mouth of the guard next to him that this guy was the authentic grandson of the British prince, the eldest grandson of the eldest son, and he was probably the future British prince. Just watching the joke for a while was enough.

Well, if you are making sarcastic remarks, you are really mindless.

After feeling satisfied, he took Wang Wenyan and walked inside. Unlike Zhang Shize, who still had to wait for communication, he could go in directly.

Just as he arrived at the side door, before he could call the door, the wooden door that had been closed opened with a creak, and Wang Chengen emerged from inside, almost bumping into Wei Zhongxian who was going in.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Wang Chengen took a step away, apologized, and passed by.

"His Royal Highness ordered Zhang Shize to go home immediately to recuperate. After his body and bones have been recuperated, he will come back to serve under his command."

After reading the edict, Wang Chengen went back directly without caring about the other party's reaction. The young master was now angry with those stupid boys, and he was very angry.

"You idiots, idiots, two hundred and five..." A series of curse words burst out from Zhu Youxiao's chest, and the huge roar silenced the two hundred teenagers on the school field.

Liu Ruoyu, who was standing nearby, listened to the young master's series of non-sense words, his eyelids straightened and his cheeks twitched. He really couldn't figure out where the young master learned these words. If this would make Long Live Master

After hearing this, I killed them and the squad leader.

A huge roar hovered over the school grounds, and countless people stood silently, not daring to move. This was the first scene Wang Wenyan saw after he came in.

This is a very fierce master.

This was his first impression. The roar was like thunder from the sky, which made his heart tremble. Silently, he straightened his appearance and put away the somewhat flat smile on his face. He was still playing tricks here.

He's so petty that he doesn't even have to deal with being chopped down.

The sound of crackling whips sounded, and Zhu Youxiao swung the whip and whipped it on those young people who had no long memory. After the whipping, he still didn't understand his hatred. He picked up the long stick and shook it, knocking several young people who made mistakes repeatedly to the ground.

, and then beat him hard.

The ferocious posture made some young people who had just come in feel terrified and felt as if they had entered a wolf's den. They had the urge to run away, but in the blink of an eye they were suppressed by the treatment of eating meat.

Isn't it just a beating? I endured it just to eat meat.

After the beating, training started again. Perhaps because of the beating, this time there was some improvement compared to before, which made Zhu Youxiao's expression soften a lot. After staying with these elm bumps for a long time, he felt

I felt a lot more irritable all over.

However, although he looks fierce and angry on the surface, he is still quite happy in his heart. He can unscrupulously express the violent tendencies deep in human nature, which was simply impossible in his previous life.

Seeing that his mood was stable, the clever Wei Zhongxian immediately took advantage of this rare opportunity to report.

"Is there someone who wants to see me? You said you have a brilliant idea to offer?" Zhu Youxiao had all the questions on his forehead, hiding in the palace, and someone came over to offer advice. Although when I was a child, I liked Zhuge Liang's character of looking around the thatched cottage the most.

, but if someone really wants to trick him, he won't be happy.

"Who is here?" Zhu Youxiao asked casually. He had already made up his mind that if the guy who came to his door showed off when he came up, he would be beaten until he couldn't take care of himself. As for how the other person got here, he didn't care.

Well, he didn't hide it at all when he sent Wei Zhongxian out to do things. As long as you pay a little attention to him, you can find out his movements and the whereabouts of his men.

"The man called himself Wang Wenyan, and he said he had a wonderful way to make a fortune for me." Wei Zhongxian said, his tone still a little angry, as if the anger in his heart had not gone away.

"Wang Wenyan!" Hearing this name, Zhu Youxiao's heart moved and he felt a sense of surprise. Among the events of the Ming Dynasty, this guy's evaluation was very high. Because of his joining, the Donglin Party was destroyed at the beginning of the Apocalypse.

The three parties united and took sole control of the government, claiming that the government was upright and prosperous.

He is one of the two major think tanks of the Donglin Party. Being able to become a think tank in a group dominated by Jinshi scholars, there is no doubt about his ability.

"It's actually this guy who came to our door." Zhu Youxiao murmured to himself, "If it's really this guy, I can't let him go. I really don't have such a dog-headed military advisor by my side."

"Bring people here." Zhu Youxiao ordered. He was not very interested in the secret method of making money mentioned by Wang Wenyan. When it comes to creating wealth, no one in this era can compare with him. The information in his mind,

You can find 70 or 80 ideas just by searching. It’s so easy to make money.

At present, he is only busy with the training of new recruits and can't free up his hands for a while. Besides, he is not short of money now, and his monthly salary of 10,000 taels is enough for the time being. Therefore, he has not thought about running it.

"Student Wang Wenyan, I have met His Highness Taisun, and I wish His Highness a thousand years of life." As soon as he came up, Wang Wenyan paid homage with great respect. This attitude made Zhu Youxiao very satisfied.

"Tell me, what do you want to say to me?" Zhu Youxiao leaned on a long stick and looked at the teenagers who were practicing swinging their arms in unison, without looking at Wang Wenyan.

"I wonder if Your Highness knows about salt?" Wang Wenyan asked unfazed and with a smile on his face.

"Okay, stop being pretentious and just say what you want. I am not an idiot who doesn't eat minced meat. I have heard of the seven things to do when opening the door. I have heard the sayings about rice, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea." Turning his head, Zhu Youxiao calmed down.

looking at each other.

His reaction was far beyond Wang Wenyan's expectations and was not in line with the rumors at all. Wang Wenyan smiled awkwardly and asked, "Does Your Highness know the method of drying salt?"

"Say!" Zhu Youxiao was a little impatient. He hated people in this era who said half of it should be kept and half of it. It was very unpleasant to hear.

"Yes, yes." Wang Wenyan was shocked and quickly explained, "When the student was living in the countryside, he once helped a person and got a recipe for drying salt from him."

"The method of drying salt existed in the Song Dynasty. I have known it for a long time. What's so surprising?" Zhu Youxiao looked at him in surprise. Is this the secret method of making money?

His attitude made Wang Wenyan realize that what he saw and heard was not like that of an eleven-year-old child: "What His Highness said is very true, but the method the student got is very different. It is the salt of the other party for generations."

The new salt field construction method summarized later."

At the moment, Wang Wenyan explained in detail like a bamboo tube pouring beans. This salt-drying method uses the perennial wind at the seaside as power to build a sail and windmill to extract seawater, enter the pre-built salt fields for exposure, then filter, and finally

Produce salt.

Wang Wenyan didn't understand these, so he explained them based on a book he took out from his pocket. The whole process was clear and clear, and each link was introduced smoothly. As long as you follow what is written in the book, you can build a rather mechanized

of salt fields.

"It's a treasure, but compared to this method, I care more about the person who wrote this book." Zhu Youxiao took the yellowed handwritten manual and flipped through it, then asked with interest.

.

"He died. He died in a chase. That man was also a famous scholar. His family was from the south of the Yangtze River. He had been a salt merchant for generations. His family had several large salt farms. The scholar didn't know where he came from.

Where did he learn to write weird knowledge, combined with the sun-dried salt from the Song Dynasty, he wrote such a booklet. His father was also ignorant, and he actually followed it, which led to disaster." Wang Wenyan calmly said

Let’s talk from beginning to end.

"What a pity." Zhu Youxiao was silent for a while, and in the end he could only sigh helplessly. He is educated and has learned some mechanical knowledge. The most important thing is to know how to apply what he has learned. This is extremely rare. This is what he lacks now.

Talent.

"Your Highness, this method is a disaster for the scholar, but it is different for His Highness. Moreover, there have been salt farms in Tianjin since ancient times, so His Highness can easily intervene with his power. The word "salt" means right and wrong.

There are only so many soldiers, wouldn’t it be better for His Highness to train his soldiers in a place of right and wrong?” Wang Wenyan’s eyes were glaring, as if he had already seen through Zhu Youxiao’s purpose.

The previous words do not mean much to Zhu Youxiao. There are many ways to make money in the world, so there is no need to interfere in the salt. He is still young and blindly starting to make a mess. However, Wang Wenyan's last words moved him.

He always remembered that troops are elite only if they have seen blood. Although there is no risk in hiding in the capital, it also misses many opportunities.

Judging from the current situation, Tianjin is the only place where the troops can actually fight. It is close to the border and has a lot of disputes. Not only are there smugglers of salt, but also visitors from the sea. Other areas around the capital

, but there is no such good geographical conditions.

"Good, great good." After thinking about this, Zhu Youxiao laughed heartily. His mood that was originally depressed because of those stupid boys suddenly became cheerful.

"You just stay here and help me make plans and counsel the military aircraft." Looking at Wang Wenyan, Zhu Youxiao offered to recruit him.

"I am willing to die for His Highness." Wang Wenyan also smiled and agreed directly. This was the opportunity he had been waiting for for a long time.

Although the matter has been finalized and we are going to open a salt farm in Tianjin to dry salt, it is not that easy to implement it. The venue, personnel, approval slip, name, etc. must be solved. Especially the name, it must not be done under the guise of the emperor.

Sun's banner, as well as the cabinet's official document on salt transportation, all require a good time.
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