When the sun went down, two ships loaded with sea cargo returned to Qingdao Port.

When I opened the fish warehouse, I watched countless sea fish, shrimp, and sea crabs flowing out of the fish warehouse, and even Ma Qiang saw the traces of two sharks.

The recruited fishermen, who had been waiting on the shore for a long time, looked at so many fish that they didn't know what to do all of a sudden.

This fish is easy to spoil, how can you eat so much? It won't be wasted, right?

Waste.... It's been a long time since I've heard that term.

"Here comes the salt!!"

Jin Yun shouted loudly, followed by Lu Zhong and a group of directors of Qingzhou Salt Industry, and several large truckloads of Haiyan were pulled over.

"The seafood is sorted first, and then the edible fish is gutted and scaled, salted, and sent to the cannery!" Ma Qiang looked around and shouted, "Lin Zhenren!" ”

"Here! Over here! Lin Zhen stretched out his hand and jumped up, he was not tall, and he was indeed a little inconspicuous in the middle of a group of Shandong big men.

In this era of food scarcity, salted fish is a good thing, watching the fishermen sort all kinds of marine fish separately, and then begin to dissect and slaughter, then apply salt at will, throw them into baskets, and when the baskets are full, they are transported to the cannery's stall and weighed and counted.

The fish are further marinated and dried in the cannery, made into salted fish, and finally packaged for sale.

The canned food is an ordinary wide-mouth pottery pot, as for the disinfection method is also very simple, put all the pottery pots in a pot of boiling water, heat them for half an hour, cover them tightly with a matching lid after taking them out, seal them with wax, and finally strengthen them with ropes, plus the salted fish is not perishable, Ma Qiang feels that he can eat it for a year or two.

Later generations felt that salted fish was easy to cause cancer and was not a good thing, but at the end of the Han Dynasty, salted fish was also called abalone, coupled with the lack of salt, this is a first-class delicacy, and ordinary people can't eat it.

When Diao Chan's touring team arrived in Qingdao and began to perform for the navy and workers, Ma Qiang was also ready to go home.

In a blink of an eye, it's been almost two months.

The work of clearing fields in various places has come to an end, and there are still bloody clashes during this period, but it has also greatly trained the first batch of students from Plains College who came out of the academy.

These students who have experienced the baptism of Qingtian will become one of the most important forces in Ma Qiang's transformation of this era in the future.

——July of the second year of the first peace

In Qingzhou in July, the scorching sun was scorching, and I knew that I was desperately shouting heat in the trees, and in Pingyuan City, the school bus of Pingyuan College stopped at Thorn Shifu Station.

"It's hot to death! Wow! Sister Qingcheng, how do you have popsicles to eat? Little Pony!! I'm going to eat popsicles too~"

As soon as Lin Zhi returned to the Thorn Mansion, he shouted that he wanted to eat popsicles, and the white smoke hiding in the shade of the trees also lost his strength, looking at the small pond on the side, thinking about whether to jump in and take a shower to cool off.

"Your little brother Ma is still in the office, you want to get the popsicle yourself, it's in the laboratory in the backyard, where is your sister Zhang Ning?" Qingcheng held a popsicle in one hand and a roll of newspaper in the other, waved his finger to the backyard and asked Lin Zhi to get it himself.

"She's still revising the papers, and I'll come back by myself."

Lin Zhi jumped up and found the test tube used to make popsicles, licked it, cool!

"The Qingzhou Stock Exchange will open on July 15? Is this stock exchange finally going to open? Qingcheng sat in a chair, eating a popsicle and reading the newspaper.

"But no, we have been promoting for more than a month, and I heard that Haoqiang from all over Qingzhou, as well as scholars from Xuzhou, Jizhou, and Yanzhou, also came to see what this stock exchange was for."

"Listen to Brother Xiaoma, this is a place that can make people crazy to jump off a building..."

"Qingcheng, don't scare Linzhi!" Lime walked over, also holding a popsicle in one hand and a folding fan in the other, it was really hot.

"I just saw Duan Yu and Yang Chi walking in the backyard, Uncle Yang is not here, and it is not easy for the husband to come forward, I look at this, and you and I have to help them pierce this layer of paper."

"What? Are Sister Duan Yu and Yang Chi together? Lin Zhi asked with a gossipy face.

Lime snapped the popsicle, nodded and said, "It must be, Duan Yu said that Yang Chi was like that, just like Qingcheng said about Fujun." ”

"Ah~~ Sister Lime, don't say it!" Qingcheng's face turned red, although she has been married for a year, her face is still very thin.

The women in the house were gossiping, and Ma Qiang on the other side was having a meeting.

"Since we have been organizing the people to exterminate locusts, all localities have reported that this year's locust plague is much less slight than expected, and the price of salt has dropped, so the people should be able to have some savings by the end of the year." Duan Ying is reporting the farming situation in various places to Ma Qiang.

As long as this year survives, Qingzhou will be able to recover from the second Yellow Turban Rebellion.

In the past six months, Ma Qiang can be said to have been worrying about the locust plague every day, and now he can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Ma Qiang smiled and said to everyone, "In a blink of an eye, half of this year will pass, Qingzhou is becoming more and more stable, and the price of salt has dropped to ten yuan a liter, this is a political achievement, I am ready to report to the imperial court, and at the same time pay tribute to some utensils to show loyalty to the Son of Heaven, and let Dong Zhuo know that I, Ma Qiang, have not forgotten the imperial court." ”

Duan Ying knew Ma Qiang's thoughts, and said in response, "The merits of the Ming Duke in governing Qingzhou are seen by the world, and they think that the assassination of the history is low, which is not enough to show the merits of the Ming Gong, and the counties can jointly write a letter to ask the Son of Heaven to make the Ming Duke the state pastor!" ”

Jia Xu, Guo Jia and others glanced at each other and smiled and praised.

Indeed, the assassin position is only 600 stones, and it is difficult to reward the officials below, for example, in the ranks of military generals, most of the generals are still at the level of military horses, which is really inconsistent with the current strength of Qingzhou.

"Ming Gong! Yuan Shao suddenly sent an urgent paperwork! ”

Huang Xu walked in at this time, holding a document in his hand and handing it to Ma Qiang.

Ma Qiang sighed, took it and opened it, and immediately smiled and said, "Interesting, interesting, Yuan Shao said that he heard that Qingzhou has been happy recently, and sent a letter to congratulate him, and said that he wanted to list me as Qingzhou Mu and General Zhendong!" And said that he has not been in Bohai for a long time, and he heard that there are many talented people in my state, and he hopes that I will propose a candidate, and he will come to the table to recommend him as the Bohai County Guard, so wait and see. ”

Everyone looked around and was about to speak, when Huang Xu walked in again, still holding a document in his hand, and said, "Ming Gong... General Yuan Shu also sent an urgent paperwork! ”

Ma Qiang frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

"Bring it!"

Ma Qiang opened Yuan Shu's paperwork and read it, put it in one place, and said strangely, "What's going on with this Yuan brother, suddenly Qi Qi wants to list me as Qingzhou Mu, Yuan Shu will also add a right general to me, and he also said in the letter that he is going to join forces with Tao Qian to engage in the second discussion of Dong, and I hope I can also participate..."

As he spoke, Ma Qiang handed over Yuan Shu's documents to Duan Ying and others for circulation.