Smoking and roasting with bamboo and tea leaves can not only remove the fishy taste of this sea salt, but also make bamboo salt. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info This bamboo salt is not ordinary salt, the average one tael is only twenty taels of silver, but this bamboo salt is much more expensive, a better one can be sold for five taels of silver, and a worse one can be sold for two or three taels of silver.

And the bamboo of this Zhao land is also more famous, Fengtong bamboo, which is a good bamboo for burning sea salt.

It's just that she has another idea in her heart, not necessarily selling bamboo salt to make money, she has a better way not only to make money but also to open the door to the capital.

She leaned on his chest and said, "The concubine body actually has a way to use this salt to open the gate of the capital and let the prince fall directly." ”

The smile on Yan Xiling's face disappeared, and for the first time, he put on a serious face and said, "Some things can't be done by saying it. ”

He was reminding her not to be careless when she spoke.

The ancients didn't know what a business war was, and some methods were easy to pry open the gate of the capital.

Yan Qian is not a good monarch, he will fall sooner or later, she just speeds up his downfall.

"Don't worry, the prince." Instead, she laughed and trembled, "The concubine will help you open the gate of this capital with salt." ”

He touched her head and said, "What will you do if this king enters Beijing?" Since ancient times, it is impossible for emperors to have no concubines in their harem. ”

She raised her head and her eyes were firm: "The concubine did not say that if you want to take a concubine, the concubine will be the queen, it is estimated that at that time, the concubine would have already lived in seclusion in the forest or found an honest farmer to live." ”

As soon as she heard the next few words, Yan Xiling's green tendons suddenly exploded, and the hand holding her soft waist suddenly became heavier, pinching out a red mark.

Rao is her ninja didn't make a sound, but his strength was too great, and he couldn't help but scream in pain.

"You are the king's man, don't even think about going anywhere." Yan Xiling got up, took up the dripping droplets, and lifted her out of the water, this Miaoman's figure was exposed under the wrapping of no clothes, and his hand hugged her like a shackle, without the slightest intention of relaxing.

She rolled her eyes by her, she was definitely thrown dozens of streets in Chang'an City compared to his career, but she said that she wanted to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and he didn't let her go.

What is the rationale for this?

She could only attribute this to him taking the wrong medicine, took a towel from the side, wiped his body and hair, and went to change into a pear-white long dress, at this time Yan Xiling also changed into a robe, and the two didn't say a word along the way.

However, Yan Xiling made a large amount of sea salt according to her words, most of which was smoked and roasted with tea leaves, which had removed the astringency and added a fragrance of tea. A small part was also made into bamboo salt, which was put out at a price of five taels and one tael.

On the first day of the opening of this salt shop, it was sold less than ten catties of sea salt, and the bamboo salt was not sold for a tael, but the next day, all the people rushed to the salt shop in the palace like crazy, and the salt sold on the second day actually exceeded the total amount of salt sold by the general salt shop in Zhao Di.

She looked at the account book and was dumbfounded: "I didn't expect that there was a more lucrative business than selling tea." ”

The profit of just a few days is enough for the royal government to spend for several months.

Steward Song said while settling accounts: "If you continue like this, you will soon be able to surpass all the salt shops in Zhao Di." ”

She nodded, as long as she monopolized the salt production of Zhao Di, she would soon be able to sell this salt to the capital.

"Give the ledger to the prince." She sorted out the ledger beside her and handed it to him, "Wait a minute, I'll go to the kitchen and cook two side dishes for him." ”

Steward Song took the account book and said, "The prince has already gone to the barracks yesterday, and it is estimated that it will take several days to come back." ”

Did Yan Xiling go to the barracks? She was a little surprised, why didn't he say a word to her and left?

"When did the prince leave yesterday?"

Steward Song said, "Just last night." ”

Forget it, she doesn't care, it is estimated that Yan Xiling is angry, this guy is no less angry than a child, and he left without saying a word.

I was a little hungry, so I went to the kitchen to cook a few dishes and pulled Mingyue to eat.

When cooking the dish, she deliberately added the recently made sea salt, and the taste of this dish was much fresher, and she knocked her head with chopsticks, presumably it would not be long before she could sell it to the capital.

"Your Majesty, the third prince has already started making salt."

In the resplendent hall, Yan Qian, who was dressed in a dragon robe, closed his eyes and said: "The imperial brother is really powerful, he can't be forced to die like this, I thought he wouldn't be able to survive this month." ”

Cheng Sihan said: "Your Majesty, it's better to take advantage of the time to press the three princes, Zhao Di is rich in sea salt, and sea salt is more delicious than the salt in the ordinary salt well, if he is allowed to develop, it will not be long before he enters the capital." ”

"No," Yan Qian took the fold beside him and said, "Dogs will jump off the wall when they are in a hurry, let alone Yan Xiling?" If you blindly suppress it like this, I'm afraid it will be the opposite, even if Zhao Di's salt is introduced, it doesn't matter, it's just a small salt shop, and there will be no trouble. ”

"But ......" He still wanted to say more, but Yan Qian had already changed the topic: "Let's not mention this matter for the time being, how is the Fuhua Palace built?" ”

Fuhua Palace is a palace that Yan Qian has just begun to build, he is similar to many emperors, and the first thing he did after taking the throne was to build a palace.

However, these emperors all had one thing in common - early death!

He didn't realize this at all, Cheng Sihan did persuade him, but it didn't work.

"Your Majesty, the manpower and material resources you have consumed to build the palace now have aroused the opposition of the people." Cheng Sihan frowned and said, "The consumption of Fuhua Palace is too great. ”

Yan Qian disagreed: "Then let them hurry up, so that it won't consume too much, okay, needless to say, this matter has been decided, you can go." ”

"Your Majesty, Weichen has one more thing." He said, "How to solve Miss Liu's matter?" ”

Willow like smoke? Yan Qian then remembered her, originally their deal was that he helped her get rid of Meng Zhining's heart in exchange for Yan Xiling, and she helped him ascend to the throne, but unfortunately, Yan Xiling had to keep Meng Zhining even if he didn't want the throne, so he had no choice.

Now that Liu Ruyan has been living in the palace, Yan Qian almost forgot about her.

"Let's make a concubine," he leaned against the dragon chair, "give the palace Kunran Palace." ”

My dear imperial brother, what will you think of the woman you used to love the most now that I have named Concubine Liu?

He played with a pair of vases in his hand, and the corners of his mouth hooked evilly.

To be continued......

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