As soon as we arrived next door, before we even entered the door, we saw a lot of people surrounding the second-rate guy.
The second-rate boy's name is Wang Ergou, and he has a sister in front of him. She has been a miserable person since she was a child.
When he was born, his mother died in childbirth. A few years later, his father went out to work as a part-time worker and never came back.
Mr. Wang was lame when he was young and could not do much farm work. Mrs. Wang was ill. How could she support the two siblings? It was the people in the village who helped them.
The two were raised.
Therefore, although Wang Ergou attacked thieves and molested dogs and was called a "second-rate son" by everyone, he only acted randomly outside and never had any ideas in the village.
"Second bitch, is it true or false? Are you mistaken?"
"That's right, it's true. I just came back from town. I heard from Brother Niu that something happened, so the salt shop was closed. When I came back, I quickly borrowed some money from someone and stocked up.
I’ll give some salt to each of you if you want it. Don’t worry, I’ll spend some of my hard-earned money at most. If it doesn’t cost more, I’ll give it a copper plate increase.”
At this time, when no one scolds Wang Ergou for being stupid, one tael of salt will cost another copper penny?
How many more taels do I need to buy, and how much extra money do I have to pay?
What they are most concerned about is whether the salt shop in the town is really closed and how long it will be closed.
Some people didn't believe it and called the young people at home to take a bullock cart into the city to find out.
When Zhao Gouwa and the others arrived in the city, they discovered that the closure of the salt shop was not a lie?!
Holy shit!
So many city people gathered in front of the salt shop, asking them not to close the door and to buy salt. But the waiter in the salt shop had a bitter look on his face: "Masters and aunties, please don't open the door. It's not that I don't sell it, it's really that there is no more salt."
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"There really aren't any more!"
"I don't know exactly what happened. My boss just sent someone over to take the salt away."
"I don't know. It seems that there is a shortage of salt somewhere and it needs to be shipped from us."
“There is a shortage everywhere, I don’t know exactly where.”
"I don't know if it's because of the war, but it's just a lack."
…
Zhao Gouwa was flustered after hearing this.
Isn’t it?!
Is something big going to happen?
Salt is not food, so missing one meal may seem like nothing, but if one goes without salt for ten days and a half, the person will have no strength. If the time goes on, the body will definitely suffer from problems.
Moreover, everything is fine, why is the salt gone?
Isn't this really going to be a war?
But where to fight?
Will they be recruited to fight?
…
All kinds of questions are running through my mind. If you have relatives in the city, you should quickly go to their houses to inquire.
But what do the relatives know? We are all ordinary people at the bottom, and we have just received the news.
Just when they were in a panic and didn't know what to do, someone came from the Yamen and said that the government had salt, and people in need could go there with salt cans and bags to buy it.
Purchase limit is one pound per person.
Zhao Gouwa didn't ask any questions and quickly took the money to buy it.
Brother Cha said while selling salt: "There is no war."
"The price has not been increased. It is the same price as before. Don't worry. There is a lot of salt. You can see for yourselves. It is all in this house."
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The common people craned their necks to take a look and saw that the temporarily vacated room was indeed filled with bags of salt.
Many of the openings have been taken apart and can be seen clearly at a glance.
"Really the price won't increase? This...isn't this refined salt? This old man has been eating salt for most of his life, but he has never eaten such white salt!" An old man looked at the salt in the bag with a shocked look on his face.
The salt in the salt shop is divided into three, six or nine grades. Common people like them at the bottom cannot afford snow-white refined salt. They always only buy the kind that is yellow and has coarse grains.
Some of them are in poor condition and even buy the worst "coarse salt" and process it themselves at home.
But now, Brother Chai told him that such fine quality salt was actually sold to them as cheap salt?!
Depend on!
When did salt become so cheap?
"Yes, it is refined salt. As mentioned above, as long as there is no problem in the future, this salt will be sold." Brother Cha said, "This salt is shipped from outside. Because it is as white as snow, it is called 'snow salt'.
An official salt shop will be opened in the future, and you can come and buy it then."
"An official salt shop? Your yamen still wants to open a shop?"
"It's not opened by our yamen, it's opened by someone from above. Anyway, it's the court's salt shop." How could Brother Cha know so clearly? He was just an errand boy.
If it weren't for the orders from above and the money, he wouldn't be too lazy to do such hard work.
Which good businessman comes to work as a waiter?
well……
How could a little person like him figure out the above ideas?
Zhao Gouwa and other people in the village returned to the village with a large bag of snow salt, and told the house that the original salt shop in the town was indeed closed.
When everyone heard this, they were panicked.
"Why do you look like this? The gate is closed, but another yamen has been opened."
"Ah? Another yamen has opened?"
"Yes, they said there will be an official salt shop in the future, and they will still sell this kind of 'snow salt'." Zhao Gouwa quickly took out the salt he got and showed it to everyone, "Look, this is it, it's so white.
No, it’s almost the same as snow, so it’s called snow salt.”
"Isn't this expensive?" The villagers' reaction was not that they had salt, but...
Could it be that the officials wanted to raise the price of salt, so they moved the front and closed it, and only sold this kind of expensive salt in the future?
If so, can they still afford it?
"No, it's just the cheap salt from before." Zhao Gouwa reported a number.
"How can it be?!"
"That's the number. If you don't believe it, you can ask... they bought it with me."
The few people nearby nodded, it was indeed right, it was this price.
To be honest, they still can't believe it. They spent their usual money to buy high-quality salt that they couldn't afford before?!
Brother Chai also said that this kind of "snow salt" is more delicious than ordinary high-quality salt, and the cooking is particularly fragrant without any residue.
But Zhao Gouwa and the others didn't believe what they said. How could there be salt without scum in this world?
At most, it’s just a little less, so you have to be careful when eating.
The villagers discussed it and decided not to rush into the city overnight to buy salt. After all, it was too late to enter the city and the city gates were closed, so they were not allowed in at all.
But just in case, they still prepared money to buy it early tomorrow morning, lest something unexpected happened later, which would cause a big problem.
Salt is not as good as grain. They pack it in half a catty and can eat it for a long time without having to worry about adding salt.
Therefore, if they buy more, they will be prepared if something happens.
The next day, there were indeed a lot of people buying salt at the entrance of the Yamen.
The waiter at the salt shop saw it and quickly went back to report it to the shopkeeper.
"Is there really that much salt?" The shopkeeper frowned slightly after hearing this.
Shouldn't salt be in the hands of a wealthy family like their boss? Where did the imperial court get so much salt?
Moreover, all of them are high-quality products.
The waiter nodded and gestured: "Really, what I saw with my own eyes is that there are so many. The room is full."
The shopkeeper thought about it and gave the waiter a task: to find a way to buy some salt. He would first see what kind of salt it was.
