Chapter 2814 Are you a salt farm? You can't even see the stove for cooking salt
Chapter 2814 Is this a salt farm? There’s not even a stove for cooking salt (please subscribe and vote)
Just when Cheng Sanlang knew that his father-in-law was planning to kick him and Li Ke to Qingzhou, Cheng Chubi had already started planning this matter.
Commercial banks in the Han and Tang dynasties had already waved their money bags and began to search and purchase large tracts of offshore saline-alkali land suitable for drying and making salt.
A team of several hundred people led by Qingzhou Governor Li Ke passed through Dengzhou.
They did not enter the city but continued towards the coastline about twenty miles east of Dengzhou.
At this time, the group of dandy boys who had been traveling for days could not stand it any longer. Li Qi urged his horse and rushed to Cheng Chubi's side, complaining.
"Brother Chu Bi, we have already arrived in Dengzhou. Why don't we go to Dengzhou City to freshen up and have a nice meal? Why do we have to come here to do it?"
"It's only twenty miles away. Cheng, I'll take you to see a new thing. By the way, I'll give a few brothers a chance to take credit."
"What does it mean? Brother Chu Bi, what is this new thing? Is it a treasure similar to the flying thunder cannon?"
"Haha, that's wrong. Brother, I want to take you to the salt field set up here by our Han and Tang Trading Company, so that you can learn about the new method of making salt.
Brothers, hurry up and try to get back to Dengzhou City for a sumptuous dinner after finishing your work."
Brother Chu Bi, who always likes to be secretive in his speech, only revealed very little information, but as a group of brothers, it is understandable, after all, he has come here.
Just go and have a look. If it's like what Cheng Sanlang said, then it's not impossible to take some credit.
The group of people continued to move forward on horseback, and at the moment, there were dozens of workers wearing bamboo hats on the coast in the direction they were heading.
He was busy there, using a tool that looked like an extra-wide rake without nails, working in the shallow pools that were spaced apart with water and white flowers in them.
At this moment, Cheng Kun, whose face had turned red and black from the sun, was wearing a bamboo hat, squatting next to the salt field, and was whispering to an old man.
The old man's expression was obviously a little excited, and from time to time he reached into the salt field to grab a handful.
I grabbed some mixture of white flowers and water, put it under my nose and smelled it, then reluctantly let go of my hand and let it fall from my fingertips.
"How about it, Old Man Li, how does this salt compare to the salt you cooked before?"
Old Man Li shook off the salt water on his hand, then brought it to his mouth and dipped it in it. He frowned and kept smacking his mouth for a long time before speaking in a deep voice.
"It's not even close, but your method of making salt is just like fishing for money in the sea water. It's like a business without capital."
"It's not you, it's us..." Cheng Kun chuckled and slapped Old Man Li hard with his big hand.
These words made Old Man Li's eyebrows jump and he nodded repeatedly towards Cheng Kun. "What the big steward said is true, it's our method of making salt..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of hoofbeats in the distance. Cheng Kun stood up and looked into the distance.
After a short while, I saw a group of knights on the horizon in the distance, galloping towards this side.
"Who is it? Someone wants to rob our salt farm, right?"
Old Man Li's expression couldn't help but change, and he trembled subconsciously. As he spoke, he subconsciously turned his head and looked towards the mountain of salt that was piled up like a hill not far away.
There was nearly ten days' worth of salt production piled there. In Old Man Li's eyes, that salt mountain was like a mountain of wealth.
Hearing this, Cheng Kun immediately felt happy.
"Old man Li, what are you talking about? In the Tang Dynasty, you want to take advantage of the Han and Tang Dynasty trading houses? Haha... who dares?!"
Cheng Kun, who had been in Dengzhou for some time, knew very well about the salt heads and all kinds of troubles that often occurred among the salt merchants.
However, that was in the past, and now, since the Han and Tang dynasties have intervened in this industry, they must be prepared.
In addition, the background of the Han and Tang Dynasty Commercial Banks is so astonishing. Those who dare to attack the Han and Tang Dynasty Commercial Banks' industries are probably only lunatics who are desperate for their lives.
As this group of knights got closer and closer, Cheng Kun couldn't help but look happy, and hurried towards them to meet them.
"Come on, shopkeeper Li, hurry up and follow Cheng to see my third young master. Hey, His Highness Prince Qi is here too..."
As soon as these words came out, Old Man Li, who had just relaxed after listening to Cheng Kun's words, heard this.
Suddenly, my legs became weak, and I sat down on the ground unable to move.
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When Cheng Sanlang led a group of martial arts disciples and arrived near the test site where the Han and Tang Dynasties Commercial Bank had begun trial production of sun salt.
As far as the eye can see, there are all square and square pieces, some of them look like pools of water, and some of them look like white pits filled with lime.
It extends further and further, as if there is no end, it is exceptionally spectacular. The most curious thing is.
At a high place some distance away from those square grids, there is an exceptionally white and crystal-clear hill, which looks extremely dazzling.
Moreover, there were workers in those pools, holding long poles and tinkering back and forth in those pools.
"Brother Chu Bi, is this the salt field you are talking about?"
At this moment, Fang Jun wiped the smelly sweat from his forehead and looked at the squares in confusion.
His expression was like that of a wealthy man who had been tricked by a crooked smuggler into working as a slave in a poor area.
"This doesn't look like a salt farm at all. Apart from these square grids, I don't even see a stove..."
As a member of the Yao Mozi trio, Fang Jun had seen local well salt production in Luzhou, and naturally he also knew some knowledge about its production.
But near the vast coastline here, not to mention the pots and stoves for cooking salt, there is not even a thatched shed for stacking firewood or coal.
Seeing these guys starting to chatter and chatter in unison, Cheng Chubi bulged his eyes and shouted unhappily.
"Brothers, don't make any noise. People are already coming over there. You will understand what the new method of making salt is in a while."
At this time, Cheng Kun had already happily caught up with him, saluted Cheng Sanlang and others and said.
"Third Young Master, why did you come so early? I thought you would have to wait another three to five days before arriving."
Cheng Chubi got off his horse, laughed at the Cheng family, and continued to look towards the salt field and said.
"I have received the news you sent before, and naturally I hope to see your results sooner."
"So today I specially invite His Highness and a group of shareholders to come together..."
"I understand, little man. Your Highness and all the gentlemen, since we want to see the results, let's go directly to Yanshan."
Following the direction of Cheng Kun's big hand, pairs of eyes focused on the snow-white hill...