Chapter 2816 Whoever has good luck, who takes the credit for this good method of making salt
Chapter 2816 Who has good luck, and who gets the credit for this good method of making salt? (Please subscribe and vote)
It was night, in Dengzhou City, a group of shareholders of Han and Tang Dynasty trading companies were exhausted physically and mentally, but their hearts were full of excitement and expectation.
While eating and drinking, they were discussing and whispering in low voices. The topics discussed were inseparable from what they saw and heard today.
Since ancient times, salt and iron have been extremely heavy. Compared with food, a living resource related to people's livelihood, iron salt was more important to the court and military strategy. Otherwise, the Han Dynasty would not have produced a book that has been passed down for thousands of years.
"On Salt and Iron".
"This skill is really not for nothing. I heard that Brother Chu Bi presented the method of refining refined salt to the court.
As a result, many people who used to have to rely on coarse salt and poor salt no longer suffer from hardships and even get sick due to the poor quality of salt..."
"Hey hey hey..."
"Hey, Brother Jun, why are you smiling so obscenely? What, is something someone said wrong?"
He saw a group of old brothers who didn't know what was going on and looked at him with fierce expressions.
Fang Jun quickly put down the chopsticks in his hands and explained the truth seriously.
"Brother, most of them are right, but that thing was really not offered by Brother Chu Bi.
He just wanted to have suitable saline debridement for his convenience during surgery..."
After hearing Fang Jun's words, all the old brothers were speechless and confused, and they couldn't laugh or cry.
"Before that, His Majesty even told Brother Wei De that if Brother Chu Bi invents any demon moth... ahem, any novel thing, he must report it in time."
"Prevent good treasures that benefit the country and the people from being hidden in the hands of Brother Chu Bi and never see the light of day again."
"I see……"
Just as a group of people were waiting, Cheng Chubi frowned and glanced at the group of old brothers over and over again.
Li Ke on the side was like a female mosquito ready to suck blood, buzzing and chattering.
"...Brother Chu Bi, I think we must present this good method of making salt to the court as soon as possible."
"Brother Chu Bi, you said before that you would let the brothers take the credit, but this time is an opportunity..."
"Brother Chu Bi, what exactly do you think? I have to give you a word, okay?"
"I'm so impatient, let me think about it carefully... This good method of making salt is indeed a big achievement, but my dear brother, you don't even take a look at how many people are here."
Li Ke subconsciously glanced at the dozen or so shareholders of the Han and Tang dynasties, who were mainly the sons of vulgar martial artists.
He immediately realized what Brother Chu Bi meant, but Li Ke laughed and crooked Brother Chu Bi twice.
"What's wrong, Brother Chu Bi, do you think a group of old brothers still expect to get promoted and make a fortune based on this merit?"
Cheng Chubi looked at His Highness Prince Qi, who knew how to fool around all day long, with some disgust, and spoke with sincerity and sincerity.
"Brother Xian, what you said is wrong. Cheng always likes to pursue the ultimate in doing things. This is called maximizing interests."
"If the merit of this good salt-making method falls only on two or three people, do you think they can be promoted and make a fortune?"
Li Ke couldn't help but froze when he said this, smacked his mouth, and had to nod his head to admit it.
"If, as you said to Brother Chu Bi, there are only two or three people, the court will definitely not be stingy, and it will definitely be impossible to ennoble them.
But at least you will receive recognition from the court, promotion in official rank, and rewards of money and silk."
"Brother Chu Bi, you agreed to bring a group of old brothers over to take credit, just two or three people. Is this appropriate?"
"If you gave it to those two or three people, what would the other brothers think? They must think that Brother Chu Bi..."
"Hmm..." Cheng Chubi couldn't help but smacked his mouth in embarrassment. The rain and dew were all wet, and everyone won the collective honorary award at most.
But once the credit is concentrated on two or three old brothers, how can they get second-class or third-class merit?
But the most troublesome thing is who should get the credit? These brothers are not gentle people who are easy to deal with, and they can be appeased by a few words.
Maybe in due course, a group of people will simply try to compete with each other through force for the sake of this merit.
Have a ring competition or something, and then use their skills to select one, two or three people with bruises and faces to receive the credit for contributing good salt-making methods to the court.
When he thought about this, Brother Cheng Chubi couldn't help but his eyes lit up. Oops, this is a good idea.
Li Ke on the side saw Brother Chu Bi's eyes shining brightly and he kept making love, and instantly a chill ran down his spine and his anus tightened.
"Brother Chu Bi, you, these are our good brothers, not outsiders. You must not cause any trouble."
These words made Cheng Chubi feel troubled, and he glared at Li Ke with a downcast face.
"What does it mean to be a troublemaker? Brother, I have a good strategy, which is very suitable for use on the brothers, so as to select candidates who are suitable to contribute the good method of making salt."
"Oh? Since brother really has a good idea, tell me quickly. I'm all ears."
When Brother Chu Bi came close to his ear and muttered, Li Ke looked at Brother Chu Bi's smiling expression and wiped his face subconsciously.
I have to admit that this trick of Brother Chu Bi is very suitable for a vulgar warrior to solve the problem.
But there is a prerequisite, that is, there needs to be a big boss who can control the situation as the referee.
But at the moment, on the border of Qingzhou, Li Ji, who was able to suppress this group of martial arts disciples, was still hundreds of miles away, leading his army in the direction of the Qingzhou Metropolitan Governor's Palace.
"No, no, no, brother Chu Bi, I think it's better to forget it. Although this strategy is good, we can't control the situation."
"What if these old brothers get anxious and start doing it?"
"..." Faced with Li Ke's objection, Cheng Chubi had to remain silent. This is really the truth. What should we do?
Since fighting with force is not possible, it is not impossible to try literary fighting. Cheng Chubi rolled his eyes a few times, but he still couldn't figure out how to fight with fighting.
Li Ke, who was beside him, laughed sinisterly, then took out a paper box from his arms and shook it towards Brother Chu Bi.
"Brother Chu Bi, why don't we let them draw lots to determine the winner? Who has better luck and who gets the credit for this good method of making salt?"
"Hey, brother Xian, you have a very lively mind." Cheng Chubi saw the bamboo sign handed over by Li Ke and immediately became happy. He took the bamboo sign and shuffled it quickly on the table.
At this moment, Li Ke stood up and tapped the edge of the porcelain plate in front of him with his chopsticks. The crisp sound quickly attracted the attention of a group of young and old men.
"Brothers, brothers, let me tell you what I have to say. I believe that all of you have experienced the method of drying salt today."
"I know that if this method can be promoted in our country, it will definitely benefit the country and the people and benefit all people..."
After some gibbering, Li Ke pointed his finger diagonally at Brother Chu Bi who was shuffling the bamboo tiles with a smile and choosing the suitable bamboo tiles.
"Next, which three of you can contribute this good law to the imperial court depends on your own luck..."