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Chapter 552 Liyan Mansion

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Liyan Mansion is located at the southernmost tip of Longyou.

There are many salt wells here, which supply the salt for the entire northwest and several counties in the Guannei. It is a rare and rich place in the northwest.

After the outbreak of zombies, all the salt-producing workshops in Liyan Mansion stopped working. If the population of Longyou hadn't dropped sharply, it would have caused a huge food shortage.

But after more than a year, all the salt that could be searched on the land of Longyou has basically been searched, so the construction of the salt well is imminent.

But making salt is technical work after all, and it is simply unrealistic to produce a large amount of salt when there are not enough skilled workers.

In addition, if you want to produce salt, you have to solve problems such as the safety of salt wells and the safety of salt transportation. It can be said that this is an extremely complicated project.

Huang Yuanqing, the newly appointed judge of Liyan, took over the task of producing salt assigned by the prefect Hu Side before he had time to carry out his work according to his plan.

But the real plan couldn't keep up with the changes. Faced with this urgent and important task, Huang Yuanqing didn't refuse.

After taking over this task, Huang Yuanqing searched for salt workers on the one hand and recruited people to learn how to make salt. On the other hand, he contacted the health office and asked for safety guarantees for the salt workers in Yanchi.

Speaking of these two items, there are countless things to coordinate, such as food, clothing and housing for all participants.

Less than 20 days after taking office, Huang Yuanqing, who has been running back and forth, has lost a lot of weight, making him look even weaker than before.

Of course, paying so much is also rewarding, and the first batch of salt wells have resumed production.

In order to ensure safety, the first batch of salt wells were heavily guarded, and the guard stationed a hundred households here, and built fortifications around the salt wells and workshops.

At this moment, Huang Yuanqing and the hundred households stationed here were guarding the gate where Zhuangzi lived, and his face was flushed red from the heavy snow.

After finishing his tour of the counties in Liyan, Zhao Yanxun will visit Yanjing today, so the two of them are waiting here to welcome them.

"I heard that Mr. Huang is from Yuanyang Jingdong?"

"Exactly!"

"I was stationed in Jingdong before, it's such a good place!" Sun Youcheng said with a smile.

He wanted to bring up the topic, but Huang Yuanqing was not interested in it. Jingdong was a sad place for him.

At this moment, Sun Youcheng was a little embarrassed, but he also knew what kind of character Huang Yuanqing was, so he could only put away his chatterbox.

But if possible, Sun Youcheng is still willing to get closer to Huang Yuanqing, after all, this is the judge of Liyan Mansion personally appointed by King Yong.

Thinking about this, looking at the smoke rising in the distance, Sun Youcheng said: "The prince is here!"

"Stand up, the prince is here!" Sun Youcheng reminded his subordinates.

Standing at the door at the moment, apart from Huang Yuanqing and two small officials, there are more than [-] soldiers under Sun Youcheng.

The sound of horseshoes is getting closer and closer, and the distant team has appeared on the official road, rushing towards Zhuangzi where the salt well is located.

Zombies are indispensable along the way, but under the powerful force of the guards, they were wiped out like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.

"Cut down the monsters gathered at the door!" Sun Youcheng ordered loudly.

In fact, they have been cleaning up, but this thing can't be killed at all, and it will reappear after a few kills.

Soon, the horse team galloped up, and Zhao Yanxun was surrounded by guards.

"See Your Highness!"

All the people present knelt in the snow and saluted Zhao Yanxun one after another.

"You don't need to be too polite, get up!" Zhao Yanxun said in a deep voice.

Then he jumped off the horse and walked forward with strides, after which the guards dismounted one after another.

After Huang Yuanqing and Huang Yuanqing got up, Zhao Yanxun first asked: "There are so many people gathered here? Are you afraid of a sneak attack by monsters?"

Sun Youchengma replied: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the fortifications around Zhuangzi are tight, and there will be no chance for monsters to attack!"

In winter, the temperature dropped and affected the activity of the zombies. As long as they didn't actively provoke them, the zombies would not gather on a large scale, so Zhuangzi's defensive pressure was not too great.

"Let's go, let's go to Yanjing first!"

Huang Yuanqing hurriedly greeted him and said, "Please, Your Highness!"

Then he guided Zhao Yanxun into Zhuangzi, while Sun Youcheng guided the guards to rest.

Along the way, Huang Yuanqing introduced the situation here, so that Zhao Yanxun had a general understanding of Zhuangzi.

"Your Highness, there are 37 salt wells in the village, and four salt wells have been reopened, which can produce nearly [-] catties of salt every day!"

"37? How long will it take for the others to start work?"

Huang Yuanqing replied: "Reporting to Your Highness, the others are still being cleaned up. They have not been taken care of for more than a year, and many salt wells have been blocked..."

Cleaning up the salt well is not an ordinary task, so it will take a lot of time.

At this moment, there was a room next to it, and someone was busy inside, so Zhao Yanxun walked in directly.

When I came to the door, I saw two men inside who were busy digging out something from the ground.

"Your Highness, the two of them are cleaning the salt well!"

At this time, Zhang Meng, who was following Zhao Yanxun, couldn't help but reminded: "You two, why don't you be polite when the prince arrives?"

Those two men worked too seriously, they didn't know that someone was coming until they heard the reminder, and immediately turned around to look at the door.

Then the two of them knelt on the ground with a "plop", and the rope next to them ran directly behind. After a few breaths, there was a faint muffled sound from the ground.

"Kowtow to the prince!"

Zhao Yanxun ignored it, but walked behind the two men, and saw a dark "hole", the diameter of the hole was no more than [-] centimeters.

Signaling the two men who were working to back away, Huang Yuanqing stepped forward and explained: "Your Highness, this is the salt well, and this place is nearly twenty feet deep!"

Such a deep and thin salt well is extremely difficult to construct, and it was dug over many years, not a one-time effort.

Just now, the two men were using attacks to clean up the sundries in the well, and they can only be used after they are cleaned up.

After a brief visit, Zhao Yanxun said, "Go and see the salt workshop!"

So everyone walked out of the house, and the snow outside was a little lighter now.

As he walked, Huang Yuanqing explained: "Your Highness, it is said that according to the government documents of Liyan Mansion, there are more than 900 salt wells in the whole mansion, which are distributed within [-] miles around the city!"

In fact, it is not accurate to say that, there are salt wells first and then Fucheng, and Fucheng serves these salt wells.

"In its heyday, Liyan Mansion could produce nearly [-] catties of salt every day!"

Zhao Yanxun nodded and said, "It's a pity... I'm afraid it will be difficult to see such a grand event again!"

According to Huang Yuanqing's explanation just now, the daily output at this stage is [-] catties, which is a thousand miles away from nearly [-].

But Huang Yuanqing said: "Your Highness's words, I don't agree with you!"

"Why?" Zhao Yanxun asked with interest.

"When His Royal Highness clears away the troubled times, rests with the people, and waits for the country to prosper and the people to prosper, the prosperous age will come naturally!"

Huang Yuanqing said it very sincerely, which made this obviously a sycophant's speech, which seemed extraordinarily righteous.

To this, Zhao Yanxun did not respond, as long as some things are done in a down-to-earth manner, there is no need to shout slogans every day.

"Is the salt workshop in front?"

(End of this chapter)