Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Thursday Lang couldn't believe that with so many salt fields in the south of the Yangtze River, a single salt field in Beihai County could fill the gap?

Seeing his shocked and suspicious expression, Bai Shan explained, "Not only our Beihai County, but also Shouguang County, Laizhou and Dengzhou, and several seaside counties are now drying salt."

Bai Shan used the method of drying salt to exchange for many things, such as ships in Laizhou, business resources in Dengzhou, population in Cangzhou and so on.

He replaced everything that Beihai County lacked, not to mention that in order to build the Longchi Wharf, he also needed a lot of wood, most of which was bought by him, and the other half was sent by the governor of Cangzhou.

There's a lot of good wood over there.

Thursday Lang was taken aback for a moment, then he covered his chest and exclaimed, "How much does this cost?"

The wharf and the salt field, the two richest are in Beihai County.

Zhou Mandao: "That's also the money of the imperial court. Even His Majesty and the Crown Prince can't move it, but this year's money should be enough to build a wharf. Next year, our Beihai County will be very rich, right?"

Just thinking about it makes her very happy.

Bai Shan turned his head to look at her, "I haven't had time to tell you yet. The imperial court has decided to sell salt and iron monopoly. In the future, the imperial court will no longer levy salt tax, and all official salt will be sold by the county and county government offices in cooperation with the salt transportation department."

He said: "Although the price varies from place to place due to different transportation costs, it will not vary greatly. All salt can be distributed to grocery stores after arriving at the place. The price is jointly negotiated by the salt transportation department and the county government, and the price cannot be higher than five percent of the cost."

Zhou Man: "Ah, then it will be much cheaper for us to eat salt."

Did Thursday Lang understand, and asked, "How much is that?"

Bai Shandao: "If all the costs of a bucket of salt from production to transportation are included, and it is fifty cents a bucket when it arrives at the place, then the price cannot be higher than fifty-two cents and a half."

Thursday Lang was dumbfounded: "Isn't the price of salt now one hundred and ten cents a bucket?"

Bai Shan smiled slightly and said, "It will come down."

Bai Shan is right, the price will indeed come down. Now that the Salt Transport Division has not taken over the salt administration, it is still in charge of the provincial governors and county offices.

Perhaps it was because he was afraid that the accident of the previous quarter would reappear, and it was clear that the good people would send salt out for two months.

The renovated and enlarged post station welcomed a wave of guests, and the postmaster warmly welcomed them.

Although their accommodation is free, the county government pays.

Bai Shan also welcomes them. Although they eat and live in the inn for free, the darts and workers they bring the escort salt are not free, and whoever comes on a business trip, the friendly toler will always stay in the inn to eat and live. ?

Their arrival made Beihai County look more prosperous.

Bai Shan directly took them to visit the weaving workshops in the county. Now the female workers are weaving and tailoring, including embroidery, and the clothes and fabrics they make are very good.

The officials who bought the shopping followed Bai Shan with a bewildered look, and were even taken to the farm to see the pigs, chickens and ducks they raised, the fruits and vegetables they planted, as well as the rice and beans...

Who doesn't have these things yet?

The most important thing is that they came to buy salt, not real merchants.

Bai Shan said with a smile: "The pigs here are all castrated, not only tastes better, but also grows faster. Have you seen this one? This is the first batch of castrated pigs, and it has only been raised for less than seven years. Months, you can start killing now, so I will let someone kill one, and I will treat you to a whole pig feast in the evening."

Officials: ...I don't want to eat.

They all prefer to eat mutton and chicken, and even if it's bad, they eat fish, and basically they rarely eat pork.

But Bai Shan has already taken them to see the chickens in the orchard, "We also have a lot of chickens. Recently, our veterinarian in Beihai County found that roosters can also be castrated, and the meat that grows after castration is not to mention the taste of the meat. Also better..."

He observed their expressions and immediately turned around: "But we also have a lot of hens, and many of them have already started laying eggs, so the eggs are produced every day, and they are very fresh."

After saying this, Bai Shan finally stated his purpose, "If your prefecture or county needs to purchase these things in the future, you can consider our Beihai County. Whether it's pork, chicken, melons, fruits and vegetables, ours here is better than the ones outside."

Crowd: ... They are just officials who buy salt, not agricultural and sideline products.

But Bai Shan is the county magistrate. Not only is the official bigger than them, but they also need to rely on Bai Shan to get the official salt, so they didn't show it, but just smiled and said that it must be certain.

Bai Shan didn't care whether they were sincere or fake, and with a smile on his face, he asked the long-term workers in Zhuangzi to catch a pig, kill it and send it to the inn, and then take them back to the county town. Bring your own manpower and money with you."

He smiled and said: "Now Beihai County has limited manpower, and it is temporarily impossible to transport official salt to the county for trading, so you still need to go to the salt field to trade."

Everyone's eyes were bright, and they didn't expect to be able to get the right word the next day. They didn't mind going a long way to the salt field, but they were worried that they wouldn't be able to buy salt.

The buyers were a little more enthusiastic, and they all said that this is not a problem, they are willing to go no matter how far, you are not enough, they have it.

Early the next morning, Bai Shan personally took them to the Wewa.

Everyone is still looking gray now. Zhou Liwei has opened up all the places where the salt field can be opened. At this time, it can no longer be opened, but the daily salt production is huge.

During this period of time, countless long-term workers were transferred here from various villages. Because of the large number of workers, rows of houses were built in the open space around Xiaojiawa, and there was also a market. People who didn’t know come here, they must think that. It's a big town, not just a small village.

Zhou Liwei is now the chief steward here. There are too many things to do. Basically, there is no way to go to the fields to dry and shovel salt, but he is not much white. After half a summer of poisonous sun, he looks even darker now.

He trotted to meet Bai Shan and the many people behind him, ran forward and said, "Sir, the salt is in the warehouse, shall we go to the warehouse?"

Bai Shan nodded and led everyone to buy salt.

The buyers thought they would take a night’s rest and discuss the business the next day, but they didn’t expect that the steward of the saltworks would be so resolute.

They quickly followed and walked past some salt fields. They only felt that the light reflected by the sunlight on the salt fields made their eyes astringent, and the group walked to the warehouse in a daze.

Zhou Liwei asked people to open the warehouse and carry the salt out in bags, "Come on, take out the official lead for comparison."