The patriarch of Tangjia Village, Mr. Tang, is in his seventies this year. He looks like he is in his early fifties. He is energetic, has a pair of charming eyes, and his voice is like a bell. It is said that he must wake up at three o'clock every day and be single.
After climbing to the top of the mountain and finishing the boxing, the sun had just risen. Every time he would inhale and exhale forcefully as the sun rose, he would murmur to himself,
After saying that, he seemed happy but also disappointed, and walked back slowly.
When we walked back, the wives had prepared breakfast, and the whole family gathered around to have breakfast. The big ones and the small ones were noisy, and the noise was so noisy that it gave people a headache. The old man started living alone since he was seventy years old.
, someone would bring him breakfast and dinner. If he needed anything or had something to do, he would speak for himself, and no one else could interfere with him at other times.
Today, the old man gathered several important people together early in the morning. They have been discussing it for a long time and have obviously decided something. He is wearing a maroon Tang suit today. His clothes are neat and tidy, and he even has his favorite dry tobacco bag.
Not included anymore, holding a cup of tea in hand, waiting for the guests to arrive.
I heard that Magistrate Feng and the others had some accidents on the road. When Tang Sizhe went to pick them up, another minor accident happened. Fortunately, someone was finally invited.
"Is something wrong, Zhe'er?" The old man asked his eldest son, Tang Zhongqing.
"Dad, Zhe'er is jumping up and down." Tang Zhongqing looked fifty years old. At first glance, he looked older than his father. But he was lucky to have married a virtuous and beautiful wife who gave him a son.
Females, Tang Sizhe and Tang Sirui. Tang Sirui is the daughter of Tang Sizhe's second uncle, and she is also well-educated. She is a beautiful woman, so she always compares her with Tang Sirui. After seeing Gu Yun today, Tang Sirui wanted to kill him.
Hidden away from her sister.
"Well, that's good. Let him come in after we finish talking about the business." After Mr. Tang finished speaking, he left his second son, his third son, and the two elders of the clan to discuss matters here.
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"Yes, Dad." Tang Zhongqing had no right to speak at home, because he had no impressive achievements, so he naturally had no right to speak.
No matter who you are or what position you are in, you have to do something to be highly regarded by others. Otherwise, you can only do nothing in this life.
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"I wonder what Mr. Tang invited me to discuss today, but there is a problem with the salt pond?" After Feng Zhixian sat down, he hurriedly asked Mr. Tang without having time to drink tea. After all, there were urgent matters that needed to be dealt with. Yesterday, they went to Meng Village in vain.
After a trip, no important information was found, and Tang Xiaorou disappeared again. The thief dared to kidnap a child in broad daylight, and he was very brave. If the case cannot be solved as soon as possible, I'm afraid that person will be daring.
People will continue to do evil.
"Hahahaha, Mr. Feng is really good. He guessed it right at once." Mr. Tang looked very happy, and his voice suddenly changed after speaking. "But this time it is not a bad thing, but a huge good thing."
"Oh, what a great thing? I would like to hear the details."
Gu Yunzhi sat aside and listened quietly, but did not touch the tea next to him.
"Is the tea not to your liking?" Mr. Tang paid great attention to details.
"I'm not thirsty at the moment, thank you!" Gu Yunzhi said politely. But he didn't know what the old man wanted to say.
After thinking for a while, he said: "How about I go outside and talk about things."
"That's fine." Mr. Tang said tactfully, but he was also slightly satisfied because Gu Yunzhi was very knowledgeable.
"Mid-Autumn Festival, please take the Young Pavilion Master out for a walk." Tang Zhongqiu is the second son of Mr. Tang. He is well versed in books and etiquette, and he is very measured in doing things, so he is highly valued by Mr. Tang.
Seeing them going out, Mr. Tang became very cautious and ordered someone to show the contents of the bowl to Magistrate Feng.
"Master Feng, please see what this is?"
Feng Zhixian looked at it, his eyes suddenly brightened, and then his expression became cautious.
Just listen to Tang Laodao: "This is just a preliminary refinement to achieve such results. If we increase production and make all our equipment like this, Mr. Feng, tell us, will our Tangjia Village be able to reach a new level?"
Feng Zhixian was sure that this was fine salt, and immediately assured him: "As long as Mr. Tang can make all these salts into such fine salt, there will be no problems. Don't talk about being promoted to a higher position, it's Mr. Tang who wants it."
In all the salt ponds in the northwest, no one would dare to say no."
Mr. Tang immediately took Mr. Feng's hand excitedly and said, "Then please give me some kind words for me. I will definitely not forget your kindness when the time comes."
"Mr. Tang's words are wrong. You are under my jurisdiction. You have made political achievements and it is helpful to me. I will definitely do my best." "But this matter is very important. I don't know where this salt comes from.
I want to see the hand of an expert with my own eyes and see what he thinks."
Mr. Tang immediately laughed and said: "To be honest, sir, you must have never imagined this. We didn't believe it at the time, but now that the results have come out, I dare to report it to you. But now is not the time to meet, wait.
When the time comes, we will naturally let her show up." After saying that, he made a gesture of invitation.
Feng Zhixian immediately followed Mr. Tang to the site where they processed the salt ponds. He saw a very strange device besides other salt ponds at the site. "This is?"
"Sir, please take a look." I saw Mr. Tang grabbing a handful of crystallized salt in the salt pond with his hand. It was as white as snow, and there was no more black, bitter and astringent salt.
Salted.
Mr. Feng even tasted it himself and was immediately overjoyed. "Yes, this is fine salt, carefully refined salt. Oh, congratulations to Mr. Tang. Congratulations to Mr. Tang."
"Hahaha, God has really blessed our Tangjia Village. Every year we spend a lot of money just to hire salt-making people, but it is often wasted. Now we finally have a master in the village, and he is from our Tangjia Village.
Jiacun, what do you mean if this isn’t God’s help?”
"Very good, very good. After I return, I will immediately report it to the capital and let the relevant people come and check it. If I pass this test, then Mr. Tang and Tangjiacun will be extraordinary in the future." Mr. Feng looked around,
Of course, we can't ask people how they accomplished this. But they made such a promise.
"Thank you very much, sir. I've made a simple meal here and invited you and the Young Pavilion Master to join us. We have other things to tell you."
"There's no need to eat. I have other things to do, and the Yanchi matter is of great importance. I have to report it to the superiors now."
For thousands of years, salt has been a top priority for people's livelihood, and generations of ancestors have made great efforts to refine salt, but the results are not satisfactory. Now things have finally made great progress. What a blessing!