"Is this... really possible?"
When they heard that they had been eating mineral salt for so long, everyone couldn't help but open their mouths.
Especially Puyang, who grew up in the palace since he was a child, so he knew the importance of salt. The reason why the price of salt has remained high is not only that the salt merchants deliberately raised the price, but also because it was too troublesome to transport it to the mainland.
Moreover, the current salt is as fine as sand and as white as snow, which is much better than the coarse salt we usually eat.
If mineral salt is really edible, after this sutra, I am afraid there will no longer be a saying that salt is as valuable as gold.
"Brother Chen, can you demonstrate the production process?"
Chen Mu did not hide it. In front of everyone, he smashed the mineral salt and then went through a series of processes to make it.
When everyone saw this magical scene, they were already astonished beyond words.
Zhang Bowen held up a handful of white salt, and then smiled and said: "Brother Chen has such miraculous skills, and the price of salt is so high this year, I predict that within a year, your wealth will be enough to rival the country."
Every household needs salt. It is a basic necessity, and the value contained in it is by no means comparable to that of cloth and books.
At this moment, Zhang Bowen's face was full of enthusiasm. For what he did, Chen Mu must have extremely huge wealth.
The profits from the bookstore and the unsightly clothes were far less than he expected, but the salt was.
"I will not use this salt for profit."
Hearing Chen Mu suddenly say these words, everyone present was stunned!
"Why?"
Chen Mu looked around at the crowd and said loudly: "I am able to achieve such a high status only because of the people of Li. Now that the people are sad, I, Chen Mu, know that my abilities are limited, so letting them eat cheap salt can be regarded as repaying my kindness."
After saying that, he looked at Zhang Bowen again and said seriously: "I, Chen Mu, don't have much money to earn from refugees."
Hearing this, Zhang Bowen was not only ashamed, but also more surprised, because this man's kingly aura began to gradually appear.
"Brother Chen is righteous."
Chen Mu waved his hand and then walked towards the salt factory.
From that day on, Chen Mu began to be busy with the business of making salt. Several large ships cruised on the Minjiang River, constantly transporting salt back and forth.
At this end, more than a hundred people began to make fine salt.
The process of making salt is not complicated, it is nothing more than dissolving, filtering, purifying and crystallizing.
For convenience, Chen Mu also specially designed a systematic production workshop, but compared with modern industrial production, the current labor efficiency is still too slow.
The salt factory sent ten members of the Sichuan Sect. These more than a hundred people must not take a step. If they dare to take a step, they will be hacked to death!
If you want to bring down the price of salt, the production method must be kept alive for the time being, at least for the time being Chen Mu will not make it public.
The sudden rise in salt prices this year is all because Jiangnan salt merchants deliberately raised prices.
The underworld forces in the world are dead, and this time it is the turn of these apparent capital cancers.
Truckloads of salt ore entered the workshop, and a few days later bags of white salt were rolled out.
Everyone was stunned when they saw the mountains of salt. If this method became popular, sea salt would no longer be used in the Central Plains.
"Brother-in-law, if it is really sold, how much will it be priced at?"
"Just...one penny or one tael."
"A penny? Oh my God!"
"Fine salt with better texture is only one-fiftieth of the price of coarse salt. Are the salt merchants along the coast still alive?"
There is no cost to make table salt. The places with salt mines are barren mountains. With the name of the King of Shuchuan, there is no need to spend money to buy these salt mines.
If the cost is no more than labor, even if it is only a penny, you can still make a small profit.
"Xiahou, go and transport the salt to Ba County. We will try to sell it tomorrow."
"yes!"
After that, Xiahou went down to take care of things.
Zhang Bowen on the side looked suspicious and said: "But the poisonous nature of salt mines has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Moreover, the quality of this salt is so good and the price is so cheap. I don't think people will recognize it."
"Nothing, I will sell it myself tomorrow."
Early the next morning, Chen Muxian posted notices in various places where people gathered: The King of Shuchuan personally sold relief salt in front of Sichuan Gate.
Although everyone was confused about what relief salt was, when they saw King Shuchuan appearing in person, the whole city was excited.
He defeated the Tatar cavalry, became famous all over the world for his poetry, and a few days ago defeated the underworld in Yizhou in one fell swoop. Not to mention the women in Bajun, most men regarded her as their idol.
In less than one stick of incense, the whole street was crowded with people.
"let me see!"
"The King of Shuchuan turns out to be like this!"
Everyone looked at Chen Mu with strange eyes.
"Ahem, if you want to buy salt, get in line."
Upon hearing this, everyone turned their attention to the stall again, but after only one glance, their expressions suddenly turned horrified.
"Is this...salt?"
"How is it possible to have such white and fine salt?"
"Your Majesty has posted a notice. Isn't this salt or something?"
"Coarse salt already sells for fifty cents a tael. Such good salt may cost a hundred cents."
"Boom!"
With the sound of the gong, the crowd fell silent instantly.
Chen Mu stood on the high platform, looked at thousands of people, and then said loudly: "Today's King Chen Mu of Shuchuan cannot live without you people. Now the price of salt is extremely high, so I, Chen Mu, will take out this relief salt and sell it."
, it can be regarded as a small talk."
What Chen Mu said was true. After he told the price of one penny and one tael, everyone was stunned at first, and then became excited.
"This...such good salt costs a penny?"
"King Shuchuan... the old man thanks you!"
For a time, thousands of people on the street knelt down. Salt was a must-eat. In recent times, salt has become the main expenditure of every household.
This penny or one tael of salt has reduced the burden of life on the common people.
Seeing everyone kneeling before him, Chen Mu felt an indescribable pleasure in his heart.
Soon, everyone lined up in a long queue to buy.
This lasted until the afternoon, and all the salt was sold out. Watching the people leave with smiles on their faces, Chen Muzi had a look of satisfaction on his face.
"If you wait for a long time, the salt merchants in the Jiangnan area will definitely keep an eye on you. Once the fine salt is sold, they will buy it and then sell it elsewhere for a higher price."
Looking at Puyang who was slowly walking up to him, Chen Mu smiled faintly: "I will go to Jiangnan soon and establish a chamber of commerce. As long as I seize all the dumping channels of those big salt merchants, all the problems will be solved."
Chen Mu said it with a bold face, but when Puyang heard it, he had a look of disdain.
"You know that salt merchants are not ordinary businessmen. They are connected to the interests of many high-ranking officials in the imperial court. If you want to cut off the wealth of these people, you are just an empty hat king. You really don't know what it means."
After saying that, Chen Mu Buyou smiled and stood up: "You know, when I threatened to unify the underworld in Yizhou, someone also said this, haha, Puyang, just take a good look at what I, Chen Mu, am like.
Chapter completed!