Chapter 148: Yantian

There was Yantian in front of her, and she didn't have the heart to play, so she lifted her skirt and said, "Since there's nothing to do, let's go there first." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Yan Xiling rubbed her head and asked, "Can't you rest for a while?" This salt pan thing can be done slowly. ā€

She shook her head and was in high spirits: "It's a fool not to make money, it's better to go and see it first." ā€

It's really stubborn, Yan Xiling grabbed her waist and asked, "When can you rely on this king more, don't always do everything by yourself." ā€

Meng Zhining smiled and said, "Aren't I relying on the prince, how can I find this kind of place without the prince." ā€

With that, he lowered his head and hugged her into his arms, kissed her on the rosy lips, and said vaguely: "This is not what this king wants. ā€

Meng Zhining didn't speak, and didn't cut her hair until he let go of her.

"Lord Wang, time waits for no one, can you go?" Having just almost choked her, she exhaled a long breath.

Yan Xiling grabbed her hand and said, "Let's go." ā€

The salt pan was nearby, but it had been deserted for a long time, and the salt pans that were almost uninhabited around had dried up, and the bottom was shining with a sparkling light.

She squatted down, carefully stirred the sand mixed with salt, and said, "Is this where salt was made before?" ā€

Yan Xiling grabbed a handful of salt and said: "That's right, it's just that this place has been abandoned for a long time, the year before last was rainy weather, and the sun didn't come out for a long time, and this salt can't be produced. ā€

"How is the prince going to make salt?" She asked, looking up.

Yan Xiling shook his head: "I guess it's better to use the soil method to take it slowly." ā€

This so-called soil method is actually salt drying, which is very close to the sea, and the seawater in the sea water can be introduced here to dry salt, but this method of drying salt is extremely slow, although Zhao Di is on the seaside, but the solar radiation is not strong, which increases the time of drying salt by two times.

However, there was not much time left for them, and those old men in Zhao Di didn't just look at it......

"What is Ning'er's method?" Yan Xiling asked with her head tilted sideways.

She bit her lip and said, "There is no way to concubine for the time being, so let's just try it like this." ā€

Now I'm afraid there is only one way, not to mention anything else, after Yan Xiling returned to the palace, he began to recruit people to make salt, and by the way, he used the money to buy a very good storefront.

Now it's just the first batch of salt that needs to come out.

After a few days of busy work, the salt pan finally recruited a few people who had worked in salt making before, Yan Xiling promised to let them go to the deserted salt field to start making salt at a high price, and after a few days, the salt pans were cleared, the blocked channels were dug up, and the sea water slowly flowed from the sea into the salt pans, and after a while, all the salt pans here were filled.

When the salt pans were filled and salt production was about to begin, Yan Xiling felt that there were not enough manpower, so he found a lot of people to help, and the entire salt field was completely operational.

The first batch of salt should be coming out soon.

Meng Zhining's health has almost improved in the past few days, and she has become energetic again, and she has been in the palace for several days and can finally go out for a walk.

When I got out of the courtyard, I happened to see the girl outside the door to report that Feng Liuhou's main room, the Qian family, had come to visit.

Chin's? Qian Murou?

She didn't have much impression of the Qian family, there were too many women around Feng Xilai, and they were all extremely beautiful, and it was really difficult for her to remember a person with a slight face blindness.

But it seems that when they went to Houfu, the Qian family was outside.

I don't know what she's here for, but it's not a good idea to let people outside, so she asked the maid to bring her in.

Qian Shi turned in from the side door, and she hurriedly got up to greet her, "How come Mrs. Qian has time to come to this concubine?" ā€

Qian Murou held her hand and said with a smile: "The princess is really called like this, and the two of us can be called sisters." ā€

She nodded slightly, and now she couldn't figure out her temperament, so Meng Zhining could only follow her words: "It's that my sister has seen the outside, and my sister doesn't know what happened today?" ā€

Qian Murou sat on the pear blossom wooden chair that Yan Xiling had just delivered this morning and said, "It's just that I've been bored in Houfu these days, so I came out to shop, my sister should be quite boring now, right?" The streets are very lively today, why don't you go for a stroll around the streets? ā€

Zhao Di will hold a rally for a period of time every month, and today is just in time for the rally, the street should be quite lively, anyway, there is nothing to do today, it is better to go out and have fun.

She nodded and agreed, and took Mingyue and Qian Murou out of the house together.

Because there were many people on the street, Qian Murou went to the teahouse with her.

"I heard that the third prince is rebuilding the salt field these days?" Qian Murou asked suddenly.

The news spread quickly, and the news that Yan Xiling had restarted operating the abandoned salt pans spread quickly, and all the officials should have almost known about it.

It's just that most people are not worried at all, and they still have the feeling of watching a good show.

She didn't deny it and nodded.

Qian Murou smiled and covered up the topic just now, and chatted with her casually, the topic of women can never be finished, so the two talked from noon to afternoon.

"If you have time, you can come to my place." Qian Murou said as she left.

But she couldn't go.

In the evening, she casually picked up the book she had taken from Feng Xilai on the desk and read it carefully, and after reading two pages, she suddenly realized, no wonder these people were waiting to see the excitement.

It turns out that in that place, salt making is not easy to say!

It's just that it's not that simple.

She put on her embroidered shoes and hurried to the study.

"Why are you so late and haven't slept yet?" Yan Xiling opened the door and pulled her in, "It's cold outside, come in." ā€

Meng Zhining sniffed and went in, Yan Xiling saw that she was not wearing socks, so she came over directly with embroidered shoes, and hurriedly helped her pull the quilt on the soft floor in addition to the socks and changed it on her feet and said, "Say, what's the matter." ā€

Meng Zhining leaned into his arms and said, "Lord Wang, that batch of salt can't be made at all!" ā€

"What?" Yan Xiling frowned.

Meng Zhining took out the book and said, "Lord, you see, it is written in this book that the soil where the salt pan is located is actually very loose, and it is very likely that there is a living spring below, and it is very likely that the water will come out of the spring by introducing seawater." ā€

Yan Xiling took her book and flipped through it, it was written that it was indeed like this, no wonder two weeks have passed, and the water in this salt field has not evaporated, it turns out that this is the reason.

No wonder these old men were still so leisurely watching him continue to move, it turned out that they had already known about it.

"So does Ning'er have any ideas?"