When Xiaohe heard this, she was embarrassed and her face turned red.

"How could Miss Ye say this? Only the prince-consort..."

"Mr. Prince Consort?" Fang Jun looked at her.

"Uh..." Xiao He paused, his pretty face turned redder, and he was a little shy: "Husband!"

"This is almost the same!" Fang Jun raised his hand and bounced her forehead and smiled: "I just told Miss Ye that if you have the chance in the future, I will ask her to teach you a few sword techniques! If she teaches you, you can learn it seriously!"

"Okay!" Xiaohe nodded and smiled slightly.

Fang Jun looked at the girl's beautiful face and couldn't help but smile, and did not continue to tease her.

It seems that because she has not fully adapted to the environment since she came up, she has lost weight a little these days and needs to be raised back.

Now Fang Jun still lacks a lot of supplies, and these supplies need to be continuously transported from Shu.

For example, wood, bamboo, food, etc.

In addition, it is necessary to pay for recruiting investors, and Fang Jun is responsible for this.

The Tang Dynasty's treasury definitely couldn't give Fang Jun how much money to build the city. He took out 30,000 guan, which was probably just a drop in the bucket. He might need to invest more money in the future.

Fang Jun didn't know if he could make money back after investing so much money this time. He was a little worried.

After all, if he can't make a profit for such a large investment, he will lose a lot.

He continued to preside over some soldiers building city walls, digging deep trenches, and some arrows and armor were also sent over.

Although there are not many, only enough for two or three thousand people to use, for them, it is enough for the time being.

At present, in addition to the soldiers of the vanguard team, Fang Jun has a team of about 300 craftsmen, of which 50 are from Mo Village, and more than 200 are recruited in Shuzhong or Chang'an, and the manpower is only enough for the time being.

The city wall was built very quickly. The foundation was laid in one day and the construction began the next day. One meter was built every day. In just five days, a city wall that was three meters wide and five meters high was built.

It is not very long, only more than 200 meters, and it can temporarily block the front of Mo Village.

While busy, Fang Jun looked at the endless river water, and suddenly there was something in his mind that couldn't remember it, and he couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

"What's wrong with the prince-consort?" Xiaohe saw Fang Jun standing by the river thinking hard, and asked curiously.

"I missed some things!" Fang Jun said: "It's not this limestone, nor these crops! It's very important!"

"Oh? What?" Xiaohe was curious.

Zhao Hu, Wang Xuance and others, who were busy, also hurried over.

"Forgot! It should be a very important thing!" Fang Jun said with his eyes narrowed: "This river is a bit unusual, and there must be something else!"

"The river water? There are fish inside! There are clay!"

"No, not clay!"

Fang Jun shook his head, thought for a while, and turned back to Zhao Hu and said solemnly: "Zhao Hu, have you noticed any abnormalities when you patroll the riverside for a while?"

Zhao Hu was surprised and shook his head: "There is no abnormality by the river! I don't know what the prince-consort wants to ask?"

"I don't know, I'll ask you!" Fang Jun said disappointedly, looking at the river again: "There must be something in this big river. This thing is the key to making this area prosperous. This big river shouldn't actually be so desolate!"

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other and hurriedly looked at Lancangjiang again, not knowing what Fang Jun said.

"Zhao Hu!"

"I'm here!"

Fang Jun thought for a while and said, "You sent a few people to walk downstream and checked me if there was anything downstream?"

Zhao Hu didn't know what he was looking for, so he was a little confused. After thinking about it, he had to nod and said, "Okay! I'll send a few people to take a look!"

"Um!"

Fang Jun nodded.

I looked at the rolling river water and walked back, but at this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and I suddenly thought of something, my face stagnated, and I was instantly happy.

"Mr. Prince Consort?" Xiao He was surprised when he saw his face change.

"I know what it is! Yes, I thought of what it is!" Fang Jun immediately said excitedly: "Zhao Hu, have you sent a few people to go down and see how far is it to the Jinsha River?"

"……yes!"

Xiaohe was a little curious and asked, "Mr. Prince Concubine, what did you think of?"

Fang Jun glanced at her and smiled slightly: "You must not guess Xiaohe. This river contains a very huge treasure! This treasure is called salt!"

"Salt?"

"Not bad! Dry salt by the river!" Fang Jun nodded immediately and said, "But not here, it should be downstream, and it should not be far from here! If nothing unexpected happens, some salt fields can be built there to specialize in drying salt! Salt wells can also be built! It is precisely because of this that a large number of people will go to the Lancang River to settle down!"

"There is salt here? How is that possible?"

"There must be something downstream! But I don't know where it is!" Fang Jun immediately smiled and said, "Let's wait for Zhao Hu's news first, if you find salt..."

A hint of excitement appeared in his eyes.

What does salt represent?

Represents gold!

Represents gold.

As long as there is salt, there will be a constant stream of gold.

Why did the Lancang River prosper in later generations? There was no doubt that many salt fields appeared.

Some people moved to the Lancang River, established villages and built salt fields, and were responsible for drying salt. Fang Jun remembered that when he was traveling to Tibet, he passed by here and went to see many Yantian villages, which were like terraced fields, with a large number.

That's here!

As long as you find this, it means you have found a gold mine.

...

"There is salt in the river? How is it possible? Who said it?"

"It's the prince consort of the Tang Dynasty!"

The news spread quickly, and Zhao Hu immediately sent someone out to search for it.

The people from Mocun Mountain Village also received the news soon.

All fools know what salt represents, so when the news reached their ears, several leaders of Mo Village immediately gathered to discuss.

"Then the Tang Dynasty prince consort has been here several times? How could there be a salt field here? He is talking nonsense!"

"I also think he is talking nonsense! There is no possibility of salt here! We have patroled around!"

"That's right! Don't be fooled by the Tang Dynasty prince consort. I've already inquired about it. He is actually a scholar and is useless as a scholar!"

Cha Zhali, Cha Xiaowu and others looked disdainful and did not believe what Fang Jun said.

Ye Banyan frowned as they listened to their comments.

"The boss! I think the prince-consort of the Tang Dynasty knows nothing! He built that city wall, which may not be able to resist the Tubo army! And, it may not be solid! Now he said, what salt is there? How is this possible?"
Chapter completed!