Chapter 216: I miss you

Guo Wenying didn't know how to explain it, after all, she didn't know much about business, so she could only change some simple words, "For example, coarse salt is sold to the poor, ordinary fine salt is sold to ordinary people, and high-quality salt can be sold to wealthy people from wealthy families." Although it doesn't make much money selling coarse salt or ordinary fine salt salt farms, and it can't compete with some old ticket salt farms, it can be sold to high-ranking families, producing the highest quality salt, and it doesn't have to be edible, it can be used for a variety of purposes, and the price will naturally go up. ”

In fact, there are many shops in Beijing that do this, such as jade shops and Duobao Pavilion, these local luxury goods are targeted at high-spending people. However, there are almost no salt farms that do this, and salt still has the advantage of large quantities, and the quality of most edible salts is not so different. However, who told Feng Jingting to be too restricted, so he could only find another way to get some multi-purpose salt to play with.

Xu Mao's eyes lit up when he heard this, he was an extremely smart person, and he immediately sensed the business opportunity, and hurriedly invited Guo Wenying to the back workshop to discuss it.

In fact, there are many kinds of salt in ancient times, and they are divided into snow, peach blossom, green, purple, white, etc., and the better the quality of salt, the whiter it is. Guo Wenying remembered that when she was in Kyoto, the bamboo salt used to rinse her mouth in the palace, I heard that it was rewarded by the palace, the quality was excellent, and the price was extremely high, and only a very small amount was sold in the store, and the supply exceeded the demand.

If the refined salt produced can be processed into bamboo salt, then there is no need for too much production, and such luxury items sold to dignitaries and dignitaries are not worried. One tael of salt is only twenty wen, but the price of one tael of bamboo salt is two or three taels of silver, if the texture can be more delicate, it is not impossible to double the price and sell it at a high price of five taels of silver. If you can calcine the fine bamboo salt, you don't need to force the yield, you just need to put more effort into the quality.

It's just that the most important thing in processing refined salt is to re-steam and stir in the boiling pot, and blindly relying on manpower to constantly stir is not a way after all. Guo Wenying is an expert in making KitKat mechanisms, she searched her intestines and scraped her stomach for a long time, and finally thought of a mechanism that relies on water traction to find skilled craftsmen to process.

She immediately drew a picture, and asked Xu Mao to find a craftsman to build a few water-pulled stirring mechanisms, as long as the water was introduced into the water board of the mechanism, the automatic stirring machine three small wood pulp, stirred out of the refined salt, will be more delicate than manpower.

Xu Mao looked at the picture and suddenly laughed, "My lord, the craftsmen are not as good as the craftsmen in your hands, the essence of our prince is all in you, why don't you personally supervise the creation?"

Guo Wenying knew that he was fighting the idea of bringing those craftsmen from the northwest, and handing it over to her would save both worry and money, and he didn't even need to pay for wages and materials, which was really a good deal.

Fortunately, these organs are not worth anything, so he nodded and agreed, handed them to Yunmo, and asked him to go back to Deng Jiucheng to supervise them.

Xu Mao's ability to do things is still very strong, and he soon found a master who is good at processing bamboo salt, and also found a craftsman who can make medicinal salt, and even the uncommon peach blossom salt and rose salt craftsmen were found by him. These peach blossom salts and rose salts are said to have the effect of beautifying and nourishing the skin, and can be sold exclusively to women.

Guo Wenying saw how he lived and learned, and couldn't help but secretly praise, sure enough, Feng Jingting was extremely accurate in seeing people, and everyone around him was not mediocre.

The master who makes bamboo salt is a good hand at making bamboo salt, and selects more than three years of green bamboo to pour refined salt into the yellow mud to seal the mouth, and after nine calcinations of pine branches, it produces purple bamboo salt with crystalline particles like amethyst.

When the first pot of calcined purple bamboo salt was delivered to Feng Jingting, he couldn't wait to dip his fingers into the purple bamboo salt and put it in his mouth. After the repeated calcination of carefully selected three-year-old green bamboo, this bamboo salt has a faint bamboo fragrance, and the taste of the entrance is actually a few points better than the royal bamboo salt used in the palace. I only felt that there was a faint fragrance in my lips and teeth, and the pain was relieved a lot due to the aphthous sores caused by the fire.

He was pleased with Guo Wenying's good idea, and he loved her even more, and secretly thought to himself that only this capable woman could assist him in establishing the eternal imperial industry, and he couldn't let go of her anymore.

He ordered Xu Mao to step up salt production, and all the craftsmen in the salt factory began to make bamboo salt in large quantities. In fact, whether it is medicinal salt or peach blossom salt and rose salt because of the different origins, it is not really a natural salt at all, but after blending rose water and peach blossom water, the salt is a little fragrant, but the cost is higher than that of bamboo salt, and it is more expensive to sell. Only those wealthy ladies who claim to be noble will look forward to one or two, and the more expensive they sell, the better the sales.

The opening of the sales channels of the salt works also made a lot of money, although it could not completely solve the problem of military spending, but it was finally temporarily relieved of the urgent need.

Of course, this is a later story, and later Guo Wenying sent the made mixing mechanism to the salt field, because the salt grains are fully stirred, and the salt produced is more delicate and clear.

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By the time Guo Wenying returned to the boat yard, it was already the evening of the second day, she had been busy all day, and she had rushed to the night road, and when she returned to her residence, she was already tired and paralyzed. After a brief wash, Yunmo came to call her for dinner, and she said that she would go to bed without eating.

She fell asleep, and she didn't know how long she had been asleep, when she suddenly felt that her body was heavy, as if something was pressing, and she instantly woke up and saw a black shadow slowly crawling towards her.

There are thieves?

With her left hand under the pillow, she quietly pulled out a dagger, only to wait for the black shadow to hit her and stab out suddenly.

But apparently her speed was not fast enough, a man's tightly clasped her wrist, her leg jerked upward, and was kicking the man's ankle, the man snorted, and said in a low voice: "Jiaojiao, do you want to kill the master?"

Feng Jingting?

Guo Wenying's face was cold, "The prince doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing here?"

Feng Jingting snatched the dagger in her hand and threw it on the ground, muttering: "I miss you, I can't think about it, so I rushed to see you at night." Then he climbed the wall and became a thief, avoiding many officers and soldiers who had been patrolling before sneaking in.

Guo Wenying snorted coldly, "Is the prince here to inspect the guards in the shipyard?"

Feng Jingting didn't speak, only took her into his arms and hugged her tightly. When Xu Mao returned home today, he talked about Guo Wenying's situation, said that when he first saw her, she was covered in boatman's clothes, said that she slept for two hours a day, said how bad her food was, how bad her face was, and said that she was worried about the prince and refused to say it.