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Chapter 145 You can make money and take revenge at the same time, killing two birds with one stone

Qin Yu looked up at Qin Wenyao and Zhang Zhixin while picking at the rice in his bowl.

He felt that the funds for Xiaoyu Tower should be secured.

There was not enough salt in Dawei, and the price of salt remained high.

The only places where sea salt is produced in the Wei Dynasty are Pingzhou, Dongzhou and Qingzhou, followed by Liba Sea Salt and Grassland Salt Pond.

Needless to say about Pingzhou and Dongzhou, Xiao Wenmao and Yu Mingxuan worked together in collusion. Even if they poured salt into the sea, they would not give it to the Wei Dynasty.

Qingzhou and Liba also had a tense relationship with the Wei Dynasty before, so not much salt was shipped. Only the salt from the grassland salt ponds was all returned to Jingzhou.

Zhang Zhixin sighed, "Alas...now, Qingzhou, Liba and grassland salt ponds have all been destroyed, and Xiao Wenmao collected salt a month early. The salt of the Wei Dynasty...is in trouble."

Qin Yu frowned.

The price of salt in Dawei has always been high, it costs about 20 cents per pound.

If the price of salt increased twenty times, it would be 400 cents per catty.

One pound of salt can feed a family of five for about twenty days.

Nowadays, the people of the Wei Dynasty can only earn less than ten pence a day, whether they farm or work in the landlord's house.

The money people earn is not even enough to eat salt, so what else can they do?

Once the human body is deficient in salt, big problems will occur and it will be impossible to muster the energy to work.

Qin Yu finally understood why his father was so anxious.

The interruption of the salt channel was a major problem affecting the stability of the Wei Dynasty and should not be underestimated.

Qin Wenyao looked at Zhang Zhixin, his eyes lowered, "Zhixin, the court is in the most critical moment now. The last time we sold tea, Zhang's Trading Company made a lot of money."

"If the court needs to collect some salt at a high price this time, you must not be stingy and put the overall situation first."

Zhang Zhixin said hurriedly: "Brother-in-law, don't worry. As long as you say a word, you can use the money from Zhang's Trading Company as you wish."

He wished that the imperial court would use Zhang's trading company's money.

Is this money for nothing?

It's all a favor.

Qin Yu listened quietly, collecting salt at a high price?

It seems that even so, Emperor Wei still does not dare to use troops easily. It is almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it will be cold in two months, so it is impossible to fight this war in winter.

"Uncle, what is the price of salt collected in Dongzhou?"

Qin Yu asked casually while eating his meal.

Zhang Zhixin didn't think much and said slowly: "Now the price of salt collection in Dongzhou has risen to 300 Wen. All major commercial banks are also collecting salt, and the price is between 300 Wen and 320 Wen."

"But there is an extreme shortage of salt now. Where can anyone sell it? I heard that the people have changed the amount of salt they need from one day to ten or twenty days, and they are still holding on."

"Twenty times, this is not just a casual talk. If I had known the news in advance and stocked up a batch of official salt, I would have distributed it."

Although the salt and iron industry of the Wei Dynasty was an official business, at this time, the court no longer restricted it.

It is a good thing that major trading houses can collect some salt from Gudong Prefecture and Heping Prefecture.

For Qin Yu, this is actually a good thing.

He happened to be short of money.

If you set up a workshop and process some coarse salt, you can make a lot of money.

Salt is very important in this era, and the birthplace of mankind is more or less related to salt.

Just because table salt is scarce doesn’t mean there’s too little salt.

Mineral salt by the river, cliff salt in the cave, and salt wells dug to collect brine.

There are many places where salt is produced.

But most of these salts are inedible salts and contain impurities such as magnesium chloride, sodium sulfate, nitrate, etc. that can cause death.

There was no purification technology in this era, so there was very little edible salt.

This is also the reason why the imperial court established the salt official camp. Salt sales were a very important source of fiscal revenue for the imperial court.

But they didn't. Qin Yu had this skill.

Not to mention purifying inedible mineral salt into coarse salt, he has no trouble even purifying it into snow-white fine salt.

If you want to purify coarse salt, it is very simple.

Qin Yu felt that it would not be a problem to get tens of thousands of kilograms a day.

If you get one million jins, that's 300,000 taels of silver.

Don’t you already have all the initial capital for Xiaoyulou?

The key is whether he has any grudge against Xiao Wenmao.

If all the coarse salt produced was sold to Xiao Wenmao, and the price of salt was finally brought down, that guy would be tricked to death.

Thinking of this, Qin Yu unconsciously smiled.

You can make money and take revenge at the same time. It's like killing two birds with one stone.

"Yu'er? Do you have a fever? Such a big thing happened in the court, why are you still smiling?"

Qin Zhang looked at Qin Yu and felt confused.

Qin Yu hesitated and said hurriedly: "I'm not smiling, the kid is not smiling. You are wrong. Such a big thing happened to the court, how can the kid laugh?"

Although he said this, he was already happy in his heart.

This matter must be done as soon as possible. With so much salt suddenly appearing on the market, sooner or later it will be discovered.

Qin Yu had to take advantage of this situation, cheat Xiao Wenmao hard, and make another big profit.

"Yu'er, you're a lot of ghosts, do you have any good ideas?"

Qin Wenyao looked at Qin Yu with a serious expression.

Qin Yu hesitated for a moment and then responded: "Um... I have been thinking hard these past two days and trying to find a good solution for my father."

Qin Wenyao listened and nodded happily, "Yu'er, you are about to marry two princesses. You must always remember your oath and fight for the rise of the Wei Dynasty."

Qin Yu hurriedly said: "Don't worry, dad, please keep this in mind, kid."

Qin Yu thought to himself: I'd better fight for myself first.

He also said that it seemed like something big had happened in the past two days.

I didn't expect this to happen.

Qin Wenyao looked at Zhang Zhixin and continued: "Zhixin, please work hard these days. You have many business friends. Pay more attention to the trends in Pingzhou and Dongzhou Salt Market."

Zhang Zhixin puffed up his chest and said, "Don't worry, brother-in-law, your business is my business. I have sent Uncle Tian to Hebei, the junction of Pingzhou and Dongzhou. The news is sent back eight hundred miles away."

"good."

Qin Wenyao also nodded happily, "With your words, I feel relieved. The crisis in the imperial court is very serious, and there may be big problems. I will guard the household department and make sure nothing goes wrong."

Zhang Zhixin, as his brother-in-law, is very reliable in his work, and Qin Wenyao is very satisfied.

Qin Yu hurriedly cleaned the rice in his rice bowl, stood up and left, "Father, mother, and uncle, you eat slowly, I'm done."

The words fell.

Before anyone could react, Qin Yu walked out of the hall.

He couldn't wait to make plans now. He needed to find a salt mine, build a workshop, and find workers.

The money in Xiaoyulou's account should be enough.

See Qin Yu leaving.

Mrs. Qin Zhang hurriedly waved and said: "You kid, you just said you were starving to death, and you ran away after eating a bowl of rice. Why are you so irritable today?"

Shen Binglan ate her rice in small bites and turned to look at Qin Yu's back.

She felt that Qin Yu must be hiding something from the big guy.

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