Farmer’s Blessed Girl

The convoy entered Qingzhou City in a mighty manner. Bai Shan did not transport the official salt to the governor's house, but instead lived in the post station. Their cars did not take up enough space in the post station, so Lieutenant Dong Xian could only run up to the second floor of the post station. Looking for Bai Shan, "Sir, the station can't be put down."

Bai Shan glanced down with his head and said, "Take the portion that will be given to the Governor's Mansion, let's go, let's go to the Governor's Mansion."

Ming Da and Bai Erlang had already gone directly to the governor's mansion to find the prince. Bai Shan and the others should be a little slower to escort the salt, and they went directly to the governor of Guo after arriving.

The governor of Guo also went to see the handover of official salt.

Originally, this was a trivial matter, and it was not enough for Governor Guo to come forward in person, but this batch of official salt was a bit special, and the prince was living in the Governor's mansion at this time, so he came to see it in person.

Inspector Guo stood by and watched the clerk open the salt bag to check the quality.

Because there would be losses during transportation, Bai Shan deliberately packed more than ten kilograms of salt. At the end of the weighing, there were more than nine kilograms of salt left, which the officers put in cloth bags and returned to the people in Beihai County.

The yamen in Beihai County looked at Bai Shan, Bai Shan nodded slightly, and said to them, "Take it back and hand it over to Mr. Cui for your account."

The yamen should go down.

Inspector Guo raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile to Bai Shan, "The magistrate of Bai has strict rules."

Bai Shan said respectfully: "It involves the salt tax, and the lower officials dare not ignore it."

Inspector Guo looked at the clerk in the hospital and tapped: "I heard the words of the Bai County magistrate, the salt tax issue should not be ignored. In the future, we will not keep an eye on it in person, and the accounts should be clear and not fooled."

The officers responded quickly.

When they put the official salt into the warehouse, Guo Inspector asked Bai Shan, "I heard that you brought a lot of official salt here this time?"

"Yes," Bai Shan said, "Beihai County is poor, it needs to build roads and water conservancy, and it lacks fields, so it needs a lot of money. Lord Chief Inspector also knows that Beihai County has nothing to offer except salt. So the lower officials can only make up for it here."

Whether he believed it or not, Governor Guo nodded anyway, and reminded him, "The magistrate of Shouguang County has also arrived. He also lives in the inn, right?"

Bai Shan lowered his head and smiled: "Xiaguan hasn't had time to visit other colleagues."

This is the reason why he likes to live in the inn. Does Bai Shan have no money to buy a house in Qingzhou City?

But it is because it is more convenient to live in the inn.

He went to see the prince first. The prince was busy, so he didn't have time to see him, so he happily went back to the post station and carried a pot of wine on the way.

Zhou Man stared at him when he saw the wine.

Bai Shan immediately said, "I didn't drink it, I wanted to invite other county magistrates to drink it."

In addition to Lu County Magistrate, Sun County Magistrate of Bochang also has a residence in Qingzhou City, but perhaps considering that other colleagues live in the post station and are more well-informed, Sun County Magistrate does not live in his own courtyard. But also squeezed into the station.

This is convenient for Bai Shan.

Bai Shan asked someone to bring out a bag of official salt and invite them to taste it.

The yamen dug out a plate of official salt with a plate and placed it in the center of the table. The six of them looked at the plate of white salt on the table together.

Magistrate Sun rubbed his thumb and forefinger together. The particles were evenly distributed. Depending on the size of the particles, they could be ranked in the middle and top. He asked, "Is this the salt produced by the drying method?"

Bai Shan nodded and asked, "Farmers are busy and it's time to work hard, don't you take the opportunity to add some official salt?"

Several county magistrates looked at each other and asked, "How much salt can your Beihai County provide? I remember that your Beihai County's output was only enough for this county and Qiancheng County in Linzi County, right?"

Bai Shan said: "The salt field has expanded. Although it's a little nervous, if you want, I can squeeze it out."

The other five county magistrates looked at him suspiciously, hesitated for a while and then asked, "All of this quality?"

Bai Shandao: "I can't guarantee that it will be the same, but I can guarantee that it will be qualified. It is low-quality salt, and the quality is above the previous one."

The magistrate of Bochang pondered, "What is the price?"

Bai Shan smiled slightly and said, "The price is still the same as before."

Someone looked at Qiancheng's county magistrate and said, "It's not right. In the past, you needed to burn fire and consume firewood to make salt, but now you are directly drying it."

Bai Shan then said with a serious face: "Now there is no need to consume firewood, but the manpower consumption is also higher, and we have to reclaim salt fields and dig ditches, which consumes a lot of materials and takes up a lot of land……"

"Two and one charge, in fact, the cost is about the same."

At that time, Governor Guo only brought the magistrate Lu to Beihai County. Although the magistrates of other counties had heard that the salt field in Beihai County was not boiling salt, but drying salt, they didn't know how to do it, so Bai Shan did this. They said they were suspicious but could not find evidence.

Bai Shan reminded: "You can buy salt from other places at the same price, and you have to transport it yourself. We are both from Qingzhou, the journey is short, and the cost is not lower?"

"No," said the magistrate of Shouguang Sun, "Shouguang's purchase of salt from Qizhou is not only a shorter journey, but also a better way to go."

When Bai Shanluo thought about it, it was really true. The sea in Beihai County was too far away. It seemed that it was quite far from Shouguang County.

Bai Shan looked tangled. After being silent for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then I'll be cheaper."

Everyone sat up straight and asked him, "How much cheaper?"

Bai Shan said: "One fight, I'll give you two less money."

Magistrate Sun leaned back, "Magistrate Bai, you are too stingy."

The other county magistrates also took a breath and responded: "That's right, it's only two cents for a bucket."

Bai Shandao: "Now the Prefect's Mansion has not let the price of salt be lowered. What I have now is all earned by all of you."

"That's too little. It's a long way from Shouguang to Beihai County."

Bai Shan said, "Small things add up. Whose county government is going to enter the official salt market without pulling it with a cart? How many fights does it take?"

The other county magistrates insisted, "No, too few."

Bai Shan asked, "Then how much did you say?"

The five magistrates look at me, I look at you, and in the end, the thickest-skinned Bochang magistrate said, "One fight is less than ten articles!"

Bai Shan: "...How about you robbery? That's not good, I'll give you three at most."

County magistrate Sun: "Ten wen is not much, magistrate Bai, think that you could only provide official salt for two counties in the past, but now you can provide six counties at once, how much extra money will be made. You eat meat, You have to give us soup too, don't you?"

"You can't just watch me make money, and you can't see me spending money," Bai Shan said, "I spent so much manpower and land power to build the salt fields, and you can't go back to buy food? Can you have less food than me? "

"Oh, grain is different from salt. Salt is official salt, but grain is bought from grain merchants."

"Yeah yeah."

"So all of you adults are also considerate and considerate of me. Ten pennies are less than a buck. That's all the blood of the salt farm workers."

"That's all, let's all take a step back, how about one fight less than seven texts?"

Bai Shan: "Wuwen!"

Everyone worked hard for the two cents for a long time. In the end, Magistrate Sun took a step back. The main reason was that when Bai Shan bargained for the price, he did not behave like a son of an aristocratic family. Isn't it only two cents? ?

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