Chapter 69: What is the Imperial Grandson?

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The deathly silence of the team on the school field did not have the enthusiastic and excited cheers of Zhu Youxiao's imagination, nor the look of expectation and burning eyes. He looked over carefully, and those innocent eyes were full of doubt.

As if asking him, what is the imperial grandson and can he eat it?

Such a gaze made Zhu Youxiao stunned for a moment, but then reacted, although literacy is now carried out every night and the primary school curriculum written by him is taught, but until now, they are only barely able to write their own names, and the people of this era seem to be very stupid, and they can't teach no matter how they teach.

The meaning of the imperial grandson is a very easy to understand for scholars, but it is still too complicated for these teenagers who can only write their own names until now. They may know the emperor, they may know the crown prince, but they don't know what the imperial grandson is.

Seeing this situation, Zhu Youxiao suddenly felt weak, and he didn't know how to explain his identity to these simple soldiers.

"What is the imperial grandson, you don't know it, forget it, you will know it later. Now, as long as you know that from now on, you are the forbidden army of the East Palace, and you are my soldier Zhu Youxiao, you only need to remember my name, Zhu Youxiao, he is your commander, and you are your food and clothing. ”

"Did you hear that?" In the end, Zhu Youxiao roared angrily.

"I heard you!" The teenagers below reflexively replied loudly.

"Who am I?"

"Sir."

"What's my name?"

"Zhu Youxiao!"

"Whose soldiers are you?"

"Colonel Zhu You's soldiers!"

After three questions and three answers, he nodded with satisfaction, it is enough to reach this level at present, "Take a half-day off today." Disband! ”

"Kill!" The boy who was hit by an unexpected surprise shouted joyfully. And it's no wonder they're like that, they've been training since they stepped in here, never resting.

Of course, the rest here is the same as the PLA in later generations, but it refers to not training, not allowing people to move freely. Cleaning the common areas, cleaning the bedrooms, washing their own clothes and quilts. Distribution of military supplies for training.

That's a lot of material to be distributed this time. Leather armor inlaid with iron sheets, mandarin duck battle jackets, training clothes, and a series of other things were sent out. Now that you have figured out your identity as an officer and soldier, you naturally have to complete the supplies. In addition to these, there are many small items designed by Zhu Youxing, such as leggings, such as wooden kettles, toothbrushes, towels, socks, straw sandals, and so on.

These things have been prepared one after another since he has been training for the past two months, and the supplies for two hundred people do not seem to be much, but they cost him a full ten thousand taels of silver. plus the 20,000 taels paid to Wang Wenyan, his small treasury has basically bottomed out. This is also why he took the risk of agreeing to Wang Wenyan's plan, and the cost of training was greatly beyond his expectations. That's it for 200 people, and if 800 people are recruited, the monthly salary of 10,000 taels will not be able to support it at all.

Thundered!

After a violent sound, the gravel flew, a cliff by the sea was blown to pieces, and when the smoke and dust cleared, countless people dressed in baskets shaped like refugees walked slowly over, carrying the rubble on their shoulders and began to carry the rubble. Some of these cliffs have holes that have been corroded by the sea, and they can be blown apart by filling them with black powder. These seawater-soaked stones happen to be the best building materials for the construction of salt works.

In the past ten days, on the seashore outside the Tianjin Acropolis, the appearance of this kind of gunpowder blasting has often appeared. The pressure from the British Duke and the Jinyi Guards in the capital made them move very smoothly, and almost simply took down a small salt pan and its surrounding land, and then started construction.

On a high ground next to him, Wang Wenyan and a middle-aged man in military uniform stood, and behind them, there was an old man with barely intact clothes and a cowering expression, the old man's withered face was full of wrinkles, his hair was white, and there were countless crystal particles condensed on it if he looked closely.

The sea breeze was fierce, blowing the robes of the three people and beating unheardly. The middle-aged man in military uniform was a commander of Tianjin Wei, and those military households under Tianjin Wei were borrowed by him to mine stones.

Seeing that the stones of another mountain cliff were moved by ants as if they had to be moved, Wang Wenyan secretly estimated it, turned to the old man and said, "Old Zhou, it's almost time to finish moving these." ”

Wang Wenyan naturally doesn't know anything about drying salt, but this does not hinder the construction of the salt farm. This Lao Zhou is a good test he found out from the salt farm, he was born in the salt farm, and when he grew up, he also begged for a living here, and it can be said that he has been dealing with salt all his life.

Wang Wenyan just said his thoughts, and Lao Zhou understood what was going on. In fact, the ancients have long invented the salt drying method, but it has not been promoted, and Lao Zhou, who has lived in the salt field all his life, has long relied on years of accumulation to know that salt can be produced by drying in the sun.

Wang Wenyan's secret method of drying salt is only the use of more wind machinery and the reasonable planning and optimization of the process of the salt field, which does not exceed Lao Zhou's understanding too much, not to mention that many of the above words are the terms of the salt field peers, Wang Wenyan can't understand it, but as long as he says it to Lao Zhou, he understands it at once.

It was with the help of this experienced old man that the salt works were able to start leveling the land and planning the location so smoothly. Now that there is enough stone, construction can begin.

"My lord, these stones are enough." Lao Zhou replied a little tremblingly, he really didn't know where the group of people came from, and they were not afraid of death and began to use the salt drying method, which was really tired and crooked. Lao Zhou looked at Wang Wenyan's expression, as if he was looking at a dead man.

It's a pity that he happened to have his back to Lao Zhou at this time and didn't see this look.

After the stone was removed, Wang Wenyan and the commander of Tianjin Wei led the people back to the site of the salt farm, which was then a flat land by the sea. The land was very large, and it was covered with dense reeds, which were used as fuel for boiling salt.

There are also thousands of military households working here, working hard to level the land and remove the useless reeds. Among the military households, there are also some salty salty salts, and they work in some key places. From the perspective of the whole salt farm, it is divided into several large functional areas.

The diversion area where the wind extracts seawater, the largest evaporation zone; The strangest thing is that it is mixed with the filtration of sediment soil charcoal, and finally the crystallization area. Wang Wenyan didn't understand the division of these salt-drying processes, he only knew that after such a series of processes, the final thing that came out was fine salt that could be eaten directly.

He has been mixed in the society all the year round, and he also knows the current salt market, which is generally directly mined is coarse salt, which is poisonous and cannot be eaten, and the simple filtered is sand salt, which can be eaten directly, but there are a lot of impurities such as fine sand in it, and the taste is not good. However, most of the people of the Ming Dynasty ate this salt. It is this kind of salt that cannot be eaten openly, and must be saved.

The sand salt is fine salt, that is, the salt directly from the salt field now, the composition of the salt is clean, there are no impurities, but the color is not very pure. Generally, most of the people eat this kind of salt. On the top is the refined salt, and above the refined salt is the green salt. There is no difference between refined salt and fine salt, except that it is more delicate and whiter, and the taste is better. As for green salt, it is not used for eating, but for cleaning oral hygiene.

I heard that His Royal Highness Taisun has the habit of cleaning his mouth with green salt.

On the whole, things are going very smoothly, the salt factory will start soon, and the secret method of drying salt that Xiucai gave him is really useful, and it can directly produce fine salt. It's just a strange thing for Wang Wenyan, seeing that the senior officer of the guard station who presided over the start of the construction of Tianjin Wei, or the local Yanding Lao Zhou, seems to be a little obedient, as if he is hiding something. He pressed on, but the other party looked left and right about it, and couldn't ask anything.

After thinking about it, Wang Wenyan still couldn't guess what would happen, the official government on the surface was no problem, and he had also obtained the support of the local brocade guards and guards, and there were more than 20 strong Han Yong's brocade guards waiting on his side, and there was basically nothing to threaten.

"Be careful lately, something is going to happen." Wang Wenyan secretly alerted, this salt farm is his name, but he can't mess it up, and he still has to rely on this to advance his life.

Tianjin here belongs to the Changlu salt area, in the whole world is one of the best existence, is the salt production of the important place, although now a little dilapidated, but some people here still have their own eyeliner, plus Wang Wenyan does not have any cover.

The earth-shattering black powder was simply announcing to others that there was a big move here. Soon, the identity information and purpose of their group were collected, and then through some secret channels, they were transmitted to the core area of salt production in the south, the Huainan salt area, and after discussion, they also had their own reactions.

The news spread all the way to Changlu Town, Cangxian County, and the salt transfer envoy who managed the entire territory of Beizhili was located here, which was the core area of the entire Changlu Salt District. It was only due to the severe drought in Beizhili and Shandong that the people who delivered the news were stranded by the refugees and could not pass for a while, and it was only after a delay of more than two months that the news arrived in Hejian Province. Then the people here began to discuss.

During this period, some officials in the DPRK and the central government also began to write letters of impeachment, but the targets of their impeachment were somewhat special, because they used all relatively obscure words, such as Meng Lang, what goods, what was undignified, and so on, not that the parties did not understand what they were talking about.

Such an excerpt will naturally not be sent to Wanli, and the people in their excerpt are still doing what they should do, without the slightest change. After the discussion was over, a person was quickly dispatched, and this person quickly appeared in front of Wang Wenyan.