Zhou Dajun's thoughts could not escape Lin Xiao's eyes. Lin Xiao did not refuse and agreed:
"It is better to obey orders than to be respectful. We are disturbing you."
After a while of Li Xiangmei's tinkering, a "summer" dinner was served on the table.
Salt-grilled river fish, stir-fried wild vegetables, fish soup with wild vegetables and pancakes, a simple meat, one vegetable and one soup.
The dish was originally mediocre, but with the salt made by Lin Xiao, the taste of the dish was qualitatively sublimated.
Having never tasted food with refined salt, Zhou Dajun and Li Xiangmei ate so much that they didn't even have time to talk.
It wasn't until they had wiped out all the food on the table that they finally realized they had been rude.
Originally, the two of them invited Lin Xiao and Li Yuyan to have a meal. Who would have thought that the host would destroy all the food before the guests even took a few bites.
"I'm sorry, it's the first time for both of us to eat such a dish with such good salt, and we really can't help it."
Zhou Dajun scratched his head in embarrassment and said.
"It's okay. You can feel free to add salt when cooking from now on. I'll take care of that!"
Lin Xiao patted her chest and said with a smile.
"Brother Lin, I don't know if your salt... this salt..."
"I'm not just here to buy charcoal, but most importantly, I want to cooperate with Brother Zhou to sell salt."
Lin Xiao saw Zhou Dajun hesitating, so he simply helped him clarify his words.
She originally had this intention and planned to find someone to cooperate with her in selling salt.
In the Daxia Dynasty, selling private salt was not a crime.
However, the audience of the Jiuzhou Town Grain and Oil Store is limited after all, so it is easier and faster to carry a pole and go door to door to inquire.
When Zhou Dajun heard this, he was overjoyed: "Brother Lin, are you serious about this?"
"A gentleman's words are hard to follow. From now on, I will make salt and you will sell it door to door. We will share the profit 40-60. How about 40-60 for me?"
"No, it's only fair that I'm four and you're six. You rely on your brain to make salt. I'm just spending some physical energy to sell it."
"Okay, that's it!"
In the Daxia Dynasty, a pound was worth sixteen taels. Lin Xiao sold it to the grain and oil store in the town at a price of fifty copper coins per pound. So in order not to disrupt the market, the price she set could not be too low.
After some discussion among several people, the final price was three copper coins and one tael of salt, and five copper coins and two taels of salt. Buy one catty and get one tael free.
After everything was settled, Li Xiangmei cleaned up the back room, and she and Zhou Dajun moved to the woodshed.
It was said that Lin Xiao and Li Yuyan were newly married and had no reason to live in a woodshed, unlike they were an old married couple who would live the same wherever they lived.
In fact, with the Ninth Prince here, how dare they live in the back room!
The dim candlelight flickered in the darkness, and the air was filled with a touch of embarrassment and tension.
"Go to bed early, there are still big projects to be done tomorrow!"
The big project Lin Xiao mentioned was that she wanted to give the dried fruit snacks she bought in the town today to the village chief of Linjia Village, asking him to help call on the villagers to carry salt rocks under the cliff.
Moving a cart of salt stone can be rewarded with three copper coins.
In this way, she can devote all her remaining energy to making salt.
Besides, wouldn't it be better if the village chief was also interested in selling salt?
The two of them were lying on the same bed for the first time. Lin Xiao, who mistakenly thought that Li Yuyan was a daughter, didn't care, put on the pillow and fell asleep.
On the other hand, Li Yuyan's whole body was tense, and he was sleeping and waking up, feeling very uncomfortable.
As soon as it got light, he got up.
At this time, in the courtyard, Li Xiangmei and Zhou Dajun were already waiting outside the door.
As soon as he opened the door, the two of them saluted him respectfully.
"Ninth Prince, your identity has not been exposed, right?"
Zhou Dajun limped forward and asked in a low voice.
"Not yet." Li Yuyan looked at Zhou Dajun and ordered seriously, "If you find a way to sell the salt made by Lin Xiao, our revenge will depend on it!"
"Please rest assured, Ninth Prince, this subordinate knows what to do."
…
After breakfast, Lin Xiao and Li Yuyan rushed back to Linjiacun carrying charcoal.
Li Yuyan went back to put the charcoal, while Lin Xiao went to the village chief's house carrying a bamboo basket.
They also sent dried fruit snacks and salt, which made the village chief smile from ear to ear with joy.
"Xiao Linzi, if you need any help, just ask."
"I need some labor to help me carry salt rocks. I will pay three cents for a truckload of salt rocks."
"Three pennies?!"
The village chief’s wife, Ma Guihua, was so surprised that she couldn’t open her mouth from ear to ear.
Three cents can buy at least ten kilograms of miscellaneous grains!
Although it's not much, it's still a lot.
It can be seen from this that on the day of the wedding, Lin Xiao exchanged five cents for a small bag of brown rice and wild boar meat. What a luxury it was!
"Xiao Linzi, where did you get so much money?"
The village chief looked up and down at Lin Xiao, the only scholar in the village, for fear that he might do something bad out of greed!
Lin Xiao, who originally didn't want to hide anything, told the truth and told everything about her ability to make salt.
The village chief and Ma Guihua were really shocked.
There is a golden house in the book, and the ancients will not deceive me!
"Xiao Linzi, my aunt has a relative in Jiuzhou City. How about I help you connect the salt and sell it in the city. Then you can give me some hard-earned money."
Lin Xiao didn't expect Ma Guihua to be so straightforward, but she admired such a straightforward character.
"Auntie, do you think this will work? I'll supply you with the salt. You sell the salt to the city and I'll only charge you the cost price. As for how much you sell, I won't ask you to take it. It's all yours."
Ma Guihua's heart was moved by these words, and she agreed without saying a word. Finally, she did not forget to tell Lin Xiao that this good deal should not be known to anyone else.
Lin Xiao gave the village chief fifteen coppers and asked him to find someone to haul four carts of salt rocks to her house. The remaining two coppers were for the village chief's hard work.
As the saying goes, you can only take advantage of others' soft words and weak hands. The village chief who received the money was so motivated that he quickly summoned a group of laborers to push a cart to the bottom of the abyss.
Lin Xiao had just arrived home, and before he could take a sip of water, a sharp voice came from the door:
"Lin Xiao, you damn bitch, get out of here!"
I saw Wang Le, a scoundrel, walking into the yard with one step at a time.
A pair of small eyes with sinister eyebrows looked around at the objects in the courtyard.
Li Yuyan stared at Wang Le coldly, his eyes filled with a chill.
Lin Xiao shouted coldly: "What are you doing here?!"
"Your mother asked me to borrow thirty copper coins before. I saw that you orphans and widowers were pitiful, so I borrowed it without urging you to repay the debt. But things are different now. I have a daughter-in-law and I have more mouths in the house. I have no choice but to come here to ask for help."
It’s a helpless act for you to collect debts.”
Wang Le pulled up a chair and sat in the courtyard, looking like the master of the house.
"Have you ever seen what thirty coppers look like?"
Lin Xiao only thought it was ridiculous.
If this words were said from other people's mouth, it might have some credibility, but when it was said from Wang Le's mouth, it would be extremely ridiculous.
His family was a foreigner who moved to Linjia Village from outside. His parents were quite diligent, but for some reason they gave birth to such a prodigal son!
After Wang Le's parents passed away, he drank and had fun every day, became addicted to gambling, and lost all the things he could do at home.
The next time, he felt more and more uncomfortable, couldn't eat anymore, and became drowsy.
So I went to bed.
In his sleep, he dreamed of his deceased grandfather, followed by several old people he didn't know.
As soon as his grandfather saw him, he scolded him for being unfilial, saying that he was the one who invited them back for dinner, but not long after they started eating, he showed off all the food himself. How unfilial!
So I gave him a little bit of hardship to make his memory last longer!