Chapter 1555: Please Call Me Mr. An (17)

The Amun family is the hereditary chief, and his grandfather and father have been canonized by the imperial court.

Otherwise, he would not be qualified to go to the Fuxue School in Fucheng.

It's just that in the past two years, a new assassin has come to the southwest, he is young and iron-blooded, and he is also extremely tough on the natives.

He believed in the principle of "the whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister", and felt that there should not be such a privileged class as the head man independent of the court law.

Of course, this Yuan Tingshi is not blindly brutal, he selected a few villages as pilots, which is both luring and infiltration, and wants to make the power of the village from the inside, or even confrontation.

And Amon's stockade happened to be in the pilot selected by Yuan Tingshi.

Yuan's strategy was effective, he promised the elder who was not inferior to Ameng's father in the village, and if he ousted the Amun clan, he would make him the new head of the village, and promised to provide the village with salt at a low price.

Salt is what their village lacks the most.

They are quite rich in the mountains, and they can be self-sufficient in food and clothing, and they may not be as rich and comfortable as the people under the mountains, but they will not starve.

However, there is one thing they can't do, and that's salt.

"We have mountains there, no sea, no lake, no salt at all. Moreover, the Han people under the mountain are too treacherous, and it is extremely expensive to sell the same salt to us mountain people. ”

Amon couldn't help but sigh at the mention of this verse.

"For decades, my grandfather and grandfather have tried their best to solve this problem. At the beginning, my father was willing to accept the canonization of the imperial court, also so that he could buy salt from the government. ”

Salt may not seem as indispensable as water, but once you are without it, you can't do it.

Therefore, the imperial court controls the salt, and it also jams the throat of these villages.

"The trick surnamed Yuan can succeed by relying on salt. I hate Ayi, that old horseman, who was confused by power, and was blackened by salt, and actually ignored my father Suri's respect for him, and secretly colluded with the surname Yuan to turn my parents——"

Amon couldn't go on, his father and aunt died tragically, but he didn't even see the last face.

If he hadn't happened to travel with his classmates, it is estimated that he would have died in Fucheng.

Rao was assassinated on the way, his classmates fled, and his guards were killed and wounded.

If it weren't for Mr. An in front of him to save him, he, he would probably have gone to the underworld to meet his parents!

Although Ayi temporarily occupied the stockade, he could not completely control it. Hmph, our family has been the head of the family for generations, and the people in the village have identified with our family from the bottom of their bones, as long as I come back, as long as I borrow soldiers from my uncle, I can take Ayi's group of people-"

Amon gritted his teeth and said, his eyes flashing with ferocious killing intent.

Anne didn't speak.

She knew that Amun's sudden "confession" to her was not a whim, but a purpose.

"Sir, you are a talented person, and your first-hand medical skills are even more superb, when I lead the troops back to the village, please help me a lot!"

Amon didn't ask Anne to help him regain power, he just wanted her to keep them safe and healthy.

When it's hot, Mr. An will be even more grateful if he can help others.

Anne seemed to have insight into Amon's thoughts, and suddenly threw out a sentence, "Actually, the matter of salt is not impossible to solve!"

Amun was stunned for a moment, "Sir, you, you said salt? Dan, but, how to solve this?"

In these years, salt and iron were all monopolized by the government.

Without the salt quotation issued by the imperial court, it was illegal for merchants to sell salt.

Their village is even more pitiful, even if they want to sell illicit salt, they can't find a way, they barely find it, and they may be deceived!

Alas, those Han people under the mountain are too treacherous!

"Sir, you haven't been to our place, and you probably don't know it, but we are full of mountains, and it's not easy to get in and out, and we don't produce salt in the first place—"

Amun's heart flashed with hope, but it quickly disappeared on its own.

He said bitterly, his face full of helplessness.

But, before he could finish speaking, Anne took over, "I have not been to you, but my father did, and he recorded a very interesting thing in his travelogue. ”

He said that there was a small mountain village where people liked to lick rocks. At that time, my father thought it was strange and asked the local people. But the local people said, "There is salt in the rocks, and the stones are salty." ”

Anne briefly recounted a "strange anecdote" recorded in Ann's father's codex.

She didn't say that it was her own guess, but put the credit on An's father, "My father went to taste it, the rock was indeed a little salty, he was very curious, after returning home, he rummaged through ancient books, and ran to ask some knowledgeable old men for advice several times, and finally came to a guess: it was not a salt lady, but a salt in the rock." ”

"There's salt in the rocks? How is this—is this possible?" Amon didn't believe at all.

He was not an ignorant mountain man, he had read a book, and the gentleman in the school had clearly said that salt was produced by the sea, or from the lake. How can there be salt in the rocks?

"Yes! It's called rock salt. It's just that there are more impurities in it, and if it is not filtered clean, people may be poisoned if they eat it. ”

Anne said lightly, "As early as more than a hundred years ago, someone found rock salt in the southwestern mountains. It is because the impurities are not easy to clean up and it is dangerous to eat rashly, which has not been popularized. ”

When Amon heard the word "rock salt", his eyes suddenly lit up.

If there really is this kind of salt, then their village will no longer have to be subject to Yuan Thorn History!

But, immediately after, the light in his eyes disappeared.

Poisonous?!

This is not good, although salt is indispensable, if you don't eat it in a short time, you won't die.

If you get poisoned, it's hard to say, it's going to kill people.

"My father is a man who loves to study, and he thinks that there must be a reason why everything is made in heaven, and rock salt is poisonous, so if you filter out the impurities, you should be able to eat it normally. ”

Anne directly portrayed An's father as a gentleman with great talent and big heart, and with admiration in her eyes, she said: "After several years of experiments, my father really figured out a set of filtering methods. ”

"First, sir, have you all been taught the methods of Ling Zun?"

Amun's eyes lit up with hope again, and he asked cautiously.

Anne bowed slightly.

Amon was overjoyed.

Great, if he can really mine salt on the spot, haha, even if there is no rescue from his uncle, he can take back the village!

Because the man surnamed Yuan is willing to "invest", it is impossible for him to provide salt to the village for free.

And he Amon can!

As long as he is willing to go with him, as long as he listens to him, he will open up the salt to protect the upper and lower parts of the stockade.

In addition, he can also imitate Yuan Tingshi's practice, have a "salt diplomacy", win over the surrounding villages, and everyone fight against the tough Yuan Tingshi together!