Although the woman's face was not stunningly beautiful, she looked extremely comfortable.

She was wearing a long dress the color of Baicaoshuang (a color in ancient China), and she had bright red and phoenix eyes.

As she spoke, her eyebrows were raised slightly, and the right side of her hair was decorated with a flower, which seemed to have a different charm from women of this era.

Sitting in the middle of the long table, surrounded by people.

There were expressions of wonder, smiles, and surprise on those people's faces.

In the lights of the early winter night, a scene of leisure and fun is outlined.

Zhao Ning said: "Who is that?"

"That is layman Yi An."

Zhao Ning was greatly surprised.

Li Qingzhao is forty-six years old this year. Although he has entered middle age, he still looks like he has a temperament that breaks away from the world.

There is laziness in the intelligence, and sadness in the beauty.

She put one hand on the table, supporting her chin, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

People around him couldn't help but sigh: "Jiji Yi An is still very good at beating horses!"

Is that the amazingly talented Li Qingzhao?

Li Qingzhao is not only good at writing lyrics, he also likes drinking and playing horses.

The so-called horse playing is actually a kind of chess, a bit like flying chess, but much more complicated than flying chess, and it contains a lot of game theory.

And Li Qingzhao is definitely a master in this aspect.

She also wrote a special article such as "The Book of Horse Beating", which described her experience on horse beating.

I saw that there were already a lot of copper coins piled in front of her.

It seems that the rumors are true, Li Qingzhao has never lost money in gambling.

Qian Jinshu said with emotion: "It's rare to see layman Yi An smile."

Zhao Ning said: "Let's get back to the topic. The matter of Haiyan is of great importance."

Qian Jinshu asked: "How much does Mr. Zhao want?"

Zhao Ning's words are not surprising: "How about producing one million stones a year?"

"This..." Qian Jinshu stood up in shock, looked around, and then sat down again, "Is Zhao Guanren kidding me?"

Zhao Ning said: "I am very serious."

"Do you know how many people it takes to make one million stones?"

"Five thousand people?"

"I'm afraid this may be difficult, the court..."

"I will help you take care of the court affairs. You just arrange for people to refine the sea salt. How about that?"

One million stones!

Jiezhou, the largest salt pond in the Song Dynasty, produced 1,256,249 stones of salt per year.

An adult consumes 5 grams of salt a day, one pound can last a hundred days, and consumes four pounds of salt in a year.

One million shi is 120 million catties, enough to feed 30 million people for a year.

Even if there are losses, it can still feed 20 million people for a year.

If a few more salt refining places were built, it would be enough to feed the entire Song Dynasty.

At that time, the price of salt will be directly lowered to 2 cents per catty, and let’s see how Xixia responds!

Qian Jinshu said: "It is not impossible to refine so much salt in a year. It is just a matter of adding more people and effectively organizing the people along the coast to refine the salt in the form of an assembly line. However, this amount is too large. I

I need to discuss this with my brother."

Zhao Ning said: "Wang Taiwei already knows about this matter, and this is what he means. The court will fully assist you."

Qian Jinshu said: "There are so many talents in the imperial court, why do we have to let us refine sea salt?"

"Of course there are refinements in other places. I'll leave the two Zhejiang provinces to you. I...we, Lieutenant Wang, feel more at ease."

Qian Jinshu suddenly looked at Zhao Ning with a deep look and said, "Official Zhao, what is your relationship with Taiwei Wang?"

"We have some business cooperation."

"Oh, do you know Taiwei Wang's nephew?"

Zhao Ning was stunned for a moment, wondering why Qian Jinshu suddenly asked such a question: "Why do you suddenly ask like this?"

"Wang Taiwei mentioned his nephew several times."

"Oh, what did he say?"

"He said he wanted to introduce marriage to me, and he also said that his nephew has a bad temper, so it's better not to hurt me."

Damn it!

That Fatty Wang, I knew he had nothing nice to say behind his back!

"Oh, I know a thing or two about his nephew. He is not bad. Besides being handsome, he is also a relatively talented person. His shortcoming is that he is too upright and treats others well."

Qian Jinshu burst into laughter: "Guan Zhao, what you say is really interesting."

“How about a million rocks of sea salt?”

"I'll give it a try. If enough people are put in, there should be no problem."

"This matter is related to the war between Song and Xia. The imperial court attaches great importance to it and has asked Mrs. Qian for more help."

Zhao Ning picked up a piece of roasted deer meat and ate it. After eating it, he couldn't help but nod: "This sea salt is not bad. Miss Qian is reliable in doing things. I feel at ease."

While the two were chatting, a voice suddenly came: "Jinshu."

Qian Jinshu turned around and several young people came over.

The leader is a man about twenty years old, wearing a blue gown. This kind of fabric is expensive, a piece of clothing costs at least 20 copper coins.

What is the concept of 20 copper coins?

In the era of Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty, the salary of a Imperial Guard was about 500 Wen per month, and the annual salary was 6 Guan. With a total salary of more than three years, one could barely buy one.

This man has fair skin and a handsome face. He wears beautiful jade around his waist and exudes an elegant fragrance.

Qian Jinshu said: "Zhang Yanei."

Zhang Wencai bowed and said: "Why is Jinshu here instead of accompanying Mr. Li?"

Qian Jinshu said: "I have something to discuss with a good friend."

Only then did Zhang Wencai's eyes shift: "Who is this?"

Qian Jinshu said: "This is official Zhao."

"Guan Zhao."

Zhao Ning nodded in return.

Qian Jinshu said: "Zhang Yanei's father is Wai Lang, a member of the Hexi Chamber of the Privy Council, and his uncle is the envoy of Yan Road in Fu."

Qian Jinshu said this as if to remind Zhao Ning not to conflict with this person. This person's background is not simple. Even if you know Wang Taiwei, you should not offend anyone with a background in the court.

Zhao Ning was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the young man in front of him was actually the nephew of Zhang Shen, the commander of the Yanyan Road.

Qian Jinshu added: "Zhang Yanei is a famous talent in the capital, and he is famous for his poetry."

"My father and uncle often teach me not to show off outside."

Although he said this, there was indescribable pride and pride on his face.

Zhao Ning smiled and said: "I have admired you for a long time."

After saying that, Zhao Ning took Qian Jinshu's hand and said, "Zhang Yanei, Miss Qian and I still have something important to discuss, please forgive me."

Being held by Zhao Ning like this, Qian Jinshu's face turned red again, as if there was a deer bumping around in her heart.

Seeing that the two were holding hands and about to leave, the man next to Zhang Wencai said: "This official Zhao, you are trying to steal a woman from our Zhang Yanei. Everyone knows that our Zhang Yanei loves Jin Shu."

Zhao Ning was a little annoyed. Why was it that every time he came to Qian Jinshu's place, there was a group of people making trouble on the grounds of "robbing women"?

"Zhou Shu, this is too much." Zhang Wencai said calmly and calmly, "Everyone loves beauty, but beauties love talented people, not the nouveau riche who have a little bit of money. I'm right, right?

Mr. Zhao."

"you're right."

"Most of the people who came to Qian's house today are talented people who can compose lyrics, and Mr. Li is here. May I ask Mr. Zhao if he can compose a poem for everyone to cheer up?"

The man named Zhou Shu smiled and said, he just deliberately wanted to embarrass Zhao Ning.

Everyone knows that layman Yi An is extremely picky about his words.
Chapter completed!