The first experiment of purifying coarse salt was successful.
This is what Wanyan Kang didn't expect.
He hummed a small song and took a cool shower, and went to take a good night's sleep.
Of course, he did not forget to meditate before going to bed, practicing Teacher Gu's breathing method. In order to learn martial arts, he always had to persevere.
You must develop habits.
He San had previously told him to continue staring at the large pot of cooking soup, and told him to slowly mash the chicken in the pot carefully, remove the bone residue, and then add chopped dried mushrooms and yao columns to cook.
Wanyan Kang thought about it and took some of the first batch of experimental salt obtained after purification and sprinkled it into the pot.
It's too hot and it will go bad without adding salt.
Wanyan Kang woke up and it was already afternoon.
He didn't bother to dress neatly and didn't have time to wash up, so he hurriedly put on his clothes and got out of bed to check the cooking situation of the big pot.
The soup in the pot has been thick and almost solidified, yellowish-brown.
With two dark circles in his eyes, He San was still sitting in front of the stove and staying at his post.
There is a door!
Wanyan Kang's eyes were full of pride. He waved his hand and ordered a ceasefire to carry the iron pot to the yard under the scorching sun.
Wanyan Kang returned to the living room. After washing and changing clothes under Xueqing's service, she sat behind the desk holding a can of white salt, and couldn't let go of her love and think about it repeatedly.
Coarse salt purification has certain losses.
The specific loss ratio needs to be further calculated and determined through experiments.
But no matter what, the emergence of such epoch-making fine salt is enough to change the dietary structure of this era.
As for the price, anyway, considering it mainly aimed at high-end consumer groups, it is naturally not lowered based on the principle of scarcity to expensive things... This means a huge continuous profit.
It can be said to be profitable without any capital.
But in ancient times, salt was sold by officials. Yesterday, he learned about the salt deliberation system implemented by the Jin Dynasty. The salt merchants on the market said that it was just a franchise-specific second-level or third-level distributor.
In order to make profits from it, we will engage in public-private partnerships and enable the Ministry of Revenue to cooperate with the Ministry of Revenue to maximize the profits.
But if this is the case, the method of purifying the formula must be contributed to the Jin court through King Zhao. Wanyan Kang asked himself that he was unwilling to accept it.
Compared with so-called political capital, he prefers white money.
Mastering huge wealth, the world is so great that he can go around.
Otherwise, he would be bound in the Zhao palace in Zhongdu for the rest of his life, and his fate would not be able to be independent.
As for being a private salt dealer, let alone.
In his previous life, the officer, this dignified little prince, could he do something illegal or disorderly?
The cheap father, King Zhao, could not agree.
So there is only one road left.
Wanyan Kang gradually made up his mind.
Xue Qing sent a cup of herbal tea at this time.
This is not tea in the ordinary sense.
It is a kind of cooling soup that uses lotus seeds, flesh, pulp, wormwood, and a little malt sugar to boil it and cool down the ice. It tastes good and tastes better than Wang Lao Chicken.
It is a functional drink of Dajin.
Xueqing saw that the little prince held his cheek and stared at the colorful glaze pottery salt jar in front of him, and did not dare to disturb him, so she stood quietly behind him.
She is quite smart.
In fact, when I saw the little prince figuring out such magical pure white salt like snow last night, I immediately realized the incomparable preciousness and shockingness of this thing, and I didn't dare to ask the little prince where the method came from.
Wanyan Kang slowly turned around, pondered, and said seriously: "Qing'er, this can of fine salt must be kept for me. Without my permission, no one is allowed to touch it, including tassels."
"Maid... Qing'er knows the pros and cons, so don't worry, the little prince."
"Well, in a few days, I will take time to teach you the principles and methods of purifying coarse salt..."
Wanyan Kang looked at the little surprised girl and lowered her voice: "Qing'er, this method is the secret to our future life. It comes out of my mouth and into your ears. It cannot be recorded in writing, and it is kept in mind. It is not allowed to besides you and me.
The third person knows, do you understand?!"
"It's because Qing'er is fine, you'd rather die than leak it..."
Seeing that Xueqing seemed to be swearing, Wanyan Kang grabbed her hand and held it tightly: "Okay, I believe you are."
"Little Prince..."
Her little hands were smooth and tender, and Wanyan Kang held them for a while and couldn't let go.
Xue Qing was ashamed and a little nervous and anxious. At this time, she actually had the passionate idea of taking advantage of the situation to fall into the little master's arms and acted coquettish, but she didn't dare.
Wanyan breathed a sigh of relief and gritted her teeth and left her hand away.
Although he didn't know that this big girl had turned too much of her mind in an instant, the charming shyness and inadvertent charm in front of him almost made him unable to control it.
What a goblin.
He couldn't help but think of his actress who was also named Yang in his previous life.
Very hot.
Wanyan Kang immediately picked up the herbal tea on the desk, tilted his neck and poured it in.
...
Chi Xi is back.
After receiving a message from the young prince, he rushed back from Anguo Temple early this morning. When he returned to the palace, Wanyan Kang couldn't get up, so he went back to his home to settle down and then came to pay a visit.
"I've seen the little prince!"
"General Chi Xi, please sit down. Is the disaster relief situation still normal?"
"Everything is ready, all will be spread out according to the arrangements of the little prince, but-"
Chi Xi paused and said, "There are nearly a thousand young people, and the number of victims will increase in the future. At present, these thousand people are more than enough. If you continue to recruit the actual temple, there is no work to do, which has led to many idle people making a living.
eat."
"General Chi Xi, the red and young men, all arranged to go to various places to reclaim barren mountain fields, and strive to replant some grain crops as soon as possible..."
Chi Xi frowned: "Little Prince, please forgive me for your blunt statement. If there is such a dry and cracked land, no grass will grow, so how can we reclaim the land?"
"Water drainage and irrigation!"
Wanyan Kang waved his hand and said, "There is a lake behind Anguo Temple. You can build a canal to lure the lake water down the canal. Reclaim one area and replant one area. Everything you can. You can replant it as much as you can."
"Little Prince, this is not possible? From the back mountain, Wangyue Lake, to the bottom of the mountain, it is difficult to lay the canal, and it is labor-intensive. Needless to say, even if it is completed, the canal seepage and leakage all the way, how much can it be at the bottom of the mountain?"
"I have already planned how to solve the problem of water leakage in the canal, so you don't have to worry about it. After you go back, you will immediately start to arrange a group of young and strong people to reclaim deserted mountains and fields. Another group of people chose the route to pick up materials locally and started digging trenches and repairing canals. I
There is a way to lure the lake from the back mountain."
Chi Xi disagreed, but listened to Wanyan Kang and said lightly: "Unless General Chi Xi has a more proper way to resettle these victims, otherwise, let's follow my ideas first."
Although Wanyan Kang's words were still negotiating, they showed a little power.
As a modern person, although he does not want to use his power to suppress others, he cannot treat others with courtesy. Otherwise, he can still gain the reputation of being respectful to the wise and humble in a short period of time. Over time, he, the little prince, will eventually be looked down upon.
Chi Xi felt dark in her heart and immediately stood up to take the order.
"My father raised 400 stones of grain. You can transport it back to Anguo Temple first. I will continue to think about raising grain..."
Wanyan Kang also stood up and said to Chi Xi: "If you want to provide disaster relief, please ask General Chi Xi. It is important to do so, please be careful. When the disaster relief comes to an end in the future, I will recommend a few to my father... I believe you will be promoted to the official position.
Getting started is not difficult either.”
In fact, Chi Xi is just a centurion.
However, because King Zhao trusted him to take hundreds of personal guards, Wanyan Kang kept calling him "General" these days, which was originally polite.
But Chi Xiruo was promoted to the commander of the thousand men, and the general's title was confirmed.
"Thank you for your support! My subordinates will do their best to share the worries of the little prince, and will never dare to slack off at all!"
Chi Xi hides that secret joy very well.
He bowed and bowed a lot.
Wanyan Kang had a chuckling on the corner of his mouth.
If you want to grind and push quickly, you must eat enough for the donkey and not just eat grass.
In years when there is no war, it is not easy to be promoted to lower-level officers like Chi Xi.
Wanyan Kang didn't fool him, but only reminded him to do disaster relief for himself, which would be rewarded.
On the other hand, if you mess up the matter, can you still have good results?