Manbao had no idea of not eating minced meat, and he knew that their situation was limited, so he said: "If you can reduce your exposure to cold water, you can reduce it. Everyone knows that women cannot touch cold water during confinement, but in fact, women are susceptible to cold throughout their lives.
You should try your best to get in contact with cold water, let alone soak in sea water like you."
She said: "I don't want to talk about the distant ones. I only want to ask you a close question. How old is the longest-lived woman in your village? How old is the long-lived woman who does not go to the sea but only works in the fields?"
"They will definitely live longer than you. When they get older, they will generally suffer less than you."
The women stopped talking as soon as they heard this. People living by the sea all envied the people on the land, thinking that they had land and land and were born to have a better life than them.
The wish of many fishermen families is to make more money from fishing, buy some better land on land, and then leave the seaside and never fish again.
Seeing that they listened to the advice, Man Bao's face looked better.
People in the village basically suffer from illness, so they are not visible on the surface, but there are many major and minor ailments, especially since they are hungry and cold, and have even more ailments.
When Bai Shan came back, Zhou Man only saw half of the people.
The village chief looked excited and greeted everyone to prepare lunch for them. Man Bao also stopped work and took a rest. He looked at the excited village chief and then at Master Song who looked not so good. He turned to ask Bai Shan, "What's going on?"
Already?"
Bai Shandao: "I have decided to restart the new salt farm here. Today we took a look again and we all feel that we can start work by building some more stoves."
Man Bao asked: "Do you want to boil the salt?"
Bai Shan raised his eyebrows when he heard her ask, "Is there any other way besides boiling salt?"
Manbao glanced at him, got up and went back to the house. After a while, he took out a thin book and gave it to him, "There are several methods of making salt in it. I flipped through it briefly and felt that except for the method of boiling salt, we
We can also use the sun-salt method, and other methods are not possible under our current conditions."
Bai Shan took it and found that it was a book with no beginning and end. It must have been torn out a lot of paper. He was not surprised by this situation. Sometimes the books Man Bao took out were like this. Not only would they be lost,
The head and tail will also lose the middle part.
He looked up and looked around, and saw the village chief himself busy in the kitchen, while Chief Song was sulking behind the wall, and County Lieutenant Dong was talking to him in a low voice. No one except Daji paid attention to them.
Bai Shan lowered his voice and asked, "Is this from my father-in-law?"
Man Bao didn't nod, but he didn't shake his head in denial either.
Bai Shan sighed: "My father-in-law is so kind to me."
Man Bao ignored him and said: "You should take a look first. Some of the things mentioned above are not clear, and I don't know if Beihai County is suitable. You should give it a try first."
Bai Shan nodded.
I opened a book in the yard and saw that although it was broad daylight, the room was still very dark, so it was not as refreshing as being in the yard.
Since he was so upright, no one would join in the fun and ask him what book he was reading. Chief Song was worried about other things, so he didn't come near.
Bai Shan thought about it all night, and the next day he called the village chief with excitement and said: "Let the young men carry hoes, shovels and other things, and we will try to build a salt field today."
The village chief was stunned and said: "Sir, we haven't gone to chop the firewood yet. We have to cut the firewood and come back to dry it..."
Bai Shan said excitedly: "We don't need to boil salt anymore. I have come up with a new method of making salt. Let's try this one first."
The village chief's lips trembled and he was speechless for a while.
Mr. Song, who came over, was also stunned. Then his eyes lit up and he immediately became excited. He approached and asked, "County Magistrate Bai, you just said that you want to try a new method of making salt without boiling it?"
Bai Shan smiled slightly and said, "Didn't Master Song say today that there are not many trees around here and there is not enough firewood?"
"I thought about it and think what you said makes sense. The mountains and forests are also the property of the imperial court. We cannot ignore other living things and destroy them by cutting down trees just to make salt." He said, "So I plan to change the method of making salt."
The village chief said quickly: "Sir, we don't have to cut down the trees nearby. We can go to a farther place to cut down the trees."
In this endless mountain forest, are we still afraid that there will be no trees?
After hearing this, Master Song turned around and reprimanded him, "Do you think that all the mountains and forests in the world belong to your Xiaowa Village? The trees nearby are fine, but if you also cut them down in distant places, it will cause conflicts and cause trouble.
If a dispute breaks out, can you afford to compensate for these losses?"
The village chief was clumsy, and the other party's identity naturally suppressed him. He couldn't reply at all. He could only look at Bai Shan anxiously, "Sir, when we cut down the trees, we will plant them according to the rules. We will not destroy the forest."
Before Bai Shan could speak, Master Song continued: "What you said nicely is that it takes ten years for trees to grow and it takes hundreds of years for people to grow. It only takes you so long to chop down a tree, but it takes at least ten years for a tree to grow, or even
It will take longer and you will consume so much firewood to cook salt. Can you keep up with the replanting?"
The village chief blushed and said, "Many trees were cut down over the Long Pond..."
"Can you compare with Longchi? How old are the salt fields in Longchi? Do you know how much salt can be boiled for the court every year?"
The village chief's face turned purple and he lowered his head and stopped talking.
Bai Shan said slowly: "What are you arguing about? This method I just found out is an excellent method from a book. We don't use firewood this time, but use the sun to dry it."
He shook his head and said: "If you want to say that the sun is the most beautiful thing in the world, it cannot be compared to the sun in the sky, so I think the salt produced by the sun will definitely be better than the salt produced by boiling."
The village chief was about to cry. This was not reliable at first sight. He was also simple and said directly: "Sir, the sun is so powerful, it can't cook rice into rice. It can boil sea water to make salt."
, we can only rely on firewood.”
Bai Shan said: "This county is the magistrate of Beihai County, and we really have to consider many things. We cannot destroy the mountains and forests just to boil salt, so I must try this method."
The village chief said: "What if it doesn't work?"
Bai Shan said: "If you don't try it once, try it twice. If you can't dry it in one year, then dry it for two years. Okay, ask the master to follow me to build the salt field. There is no need to build the stove."
Seeing the village chief's face downcast, Bai Shan said to him: "Don't worry, the salary you should be paid by the Yamen will not be less. Twelve cents per day, according to the treatment at Longchi Saltworks."
Chief Song opened his mouth to object, but when he thought that Bai Shan had finally changed his mind, he choked back, fearing that he would think of boiling salt again.
Master Song still couldn't believe it, but Bai Shan took people to the beach, walked around, and finally selected a place to collect the sand on the beach and dig out a salt pan.
But the salt field in the distance was left alone.