Datang: Get a god-level selection system at the beginning

Although Su Dingfang didn't know what a cognitive barrier was, he could feel that Li Wenbin had become different.

When Li Wenbin encountered something in the past, although he couldn't express it too intensely, he was also expressing his emotions and anger. It was easy for others to observe what was going on in his heart.

Now, Li Wenbin always had a smile on his face, but it gave Su Dingfang an unfathomable feeling.

The sword of Damocles can only exert its greatest power when it is always hanging over the head of a person.

Now that Li Wenbin has kept his aura, it has made him even more majestic, which makes people dare not look directly at him.

just like……

Just like the emperor, one can't help but feel an urge to kneel on the ground when one sees it.

It seems that my master has matured overnight, and I really didn't follow the wrong person!
"Wei Gong, how is the situation in Yanzhou now?"
"Chairman, the situation in Yanzhou has improved a lot now. His Majesty has continuously transported food from Chang'an, so that the victims of the disaster will have food in their hands, and they will naturally feel much more at ease."
"Also, the method you proposed to use work as relief, the veteran also thinks it is very appropriate, not only can find a livelihood for those victims, but also save the court a lot of money."
Li Wenbin laughed. The more disaster years come, the more construction work will be done—of course, we must pay attention to the methods and methods. Doing what Yang Guang did would be courting death for himself.

But now there are so many disaster victims with nothing to do, if we don't find something for them to do, God knows how much trouble it will cause.

Taking advantage of this opportunity to improve Datang's infrastructure construction is simply a feat.

"Wei Gong, I want to resettle the other disaster victims in the same way."
"Young and strong men are allowed to do work, and women can be assigned to textile factories. My mother built several factories in Chang'an with thousands of textile machines, which can fully accommodate these female disaster victims."
"As for the old and the little ones, let them do some light work, and keep them busy anyway."
"Work will make people feel happy, and if they are well fed and warmly dressed, then naturally there will be no troubles."
Wei Zheng took this very seriously—the present is not a later life, and he doesn't pay much attention to it at all.

In today's low-productivity society, it is not easy to survive.

No matter what, people still need to survive first, and then they can talk about other things.

Li Wenbin and Wei Zheng summarized their opinions and reported back to Li Shimin.

Within a few days, Li Shimin replied that this method is very good and will continue to be promoted throughout Datang in the future.

If this method is used for the millions of disaster victims who were originally a headache, it is estimated that they will be easily digested.

Li Shimin mentioned by the way that he wanted to build a palace on the Longshouyuan, and he would use that new palace as his place of residence in the future, replacing the Taiji Palace.

Originally, this time in history happened to be the time when Li Shimin moved Li Yuan to live in Lenggong, but it didn't happen on this timeline.

Because the country has become more and more stable, there is no need to guard against his father in this way.

Li Wenbin also understood Li Shimin's thoughts very well. After all, he, the emperor, had been working in the East Palace for several years, so he could be regarded as the utmost benevolence.

After all, the Xiande Palace is the place for the prince to work, and Li Shimin can't use it well. Once there is a big court meeting or a New Year's state banquet, all the officials have to queue outside, which is very inconvenient.

Therefore, it is necessary to build another palace.

Li Wenbin recommended the public loser to Li Shimin—now most of the public losers work in the Ministry of Industry and have experience in building grand theaters. It is not a big problem for them to build a palace used by the emperor.

But this is not to say that it is created, and it can only be carried out after waiting for the affairs of the aristocratic family.

Just after dealing with these things, another new trouble appeared.

Su Dingfang came to report that there was no more salt.

Li Wenbin was very surprised that there was no salt in Yanzhou, which was simply a joke in the world.

But after Wei Zheng introduced the inside story to him, Li Wenbin finally understood what was going on.

Although Yanzhou also produces salt, the output is low and the quality is poor, and at most it can supply the people of Yanzhou.

Even so, ordinary people can't afford salt at all, but use something called salt cloth as a substitute.

Salt cloth?

What is this?
Su Dingfang went out for a while, and brought back a piece of salt cloth, which opened Li Wenbin's horizons.

To put it bluntly, this salt cloth is a piece of cloth repeatedly boiled in salt water, so that the salt can be retained to the maximum extent.

When you want to use it, put the salt cloth in the pot and cook together, so that the cooked food will naturally have a salty taste.

Looking at the two-foot-long and three-foot-wide strip of cloth, Li Wenbin took a closer look and smelled it. Suddenly, a pungent sour smell hit his face, which almost made him stumble.

Only then did Li Wenbin know that it turned out that this is what ordinary people eat on a daily basis—and even this is not something that everyone can afford.

"Then where did the salt we ate come from?"
Wei Zheng said: "They all come from the coast, but something happened this year, but the sea salt from Qidi didn't arrive."
"Then how long can you hold on now?"
"The common people can't buy salt anymore, even our army's salt is estimated to be used for five days."
Su Dingfang calculated and replied.

This is so frightening, I have counted thousands of times, but I forgot about it.

People have to eat salt, it will kill people, and not only in Yanzhou, there seems to be no place in Guannei Road that does not lack salt.

Although there was a complete supply in the past, the distance was far away, and with so much freight and various expenses, it was simply not affordable for ordinary people.

So what if we send an urgent report to Chang'an and ask them to bring the salt over immediately?
It seems that it is a little far away and can't quench the near thirst, so there is no time at all?

This is how to do?
Li Wenbin frowned and thought hard. He suddenly remembered something. There are many rocks beside some rivers in Yanzhou, and some animals often lick these rocks.

He knew the reason for this, because animals lack salt, and these rocks have a lot of salt, so they often lick the rocks to get salt.

Then if these salt mines are mined, you can get salt, so why go all the way to get salt?

But when Li Wenbin expressed his idea, Wei Zheng rejected it.

"Sir, that salt is not edible."