Outside Zhen Feng's laboratory in the backyard, Jiang Ling was guarding the door, Zhen Feng and He's mother stayed in the house for a short time, and He's mother left. There was a crackling sound of falling objects in the room.

After that, Zhen Feng asked Martin to take the only eighty-nine dollars left to buy salt from a cooperative merchant, and was unexpectedly driven away; Then Zhen Feng arranged for Martin and Zhang Qu to take a few slightly stronger boys to the foot of Jubao Mountain to pull a few carts of firewood back. At the foot of Jubao Mountain outside the city, there were already four trolleys full of firewood waiting for them, and Martin stepped forward to say a few words, and then asked people to push the carts loaded with firewood away.

Seeing this, the second monk was puzzled, but Martin, who knew the inside story, didn't reveal anything at all, so he pushed the car back to Wangjiang Tower in a daze. It's just that when the car entered the backyard through the back door, and only Martin and Zhantang were left, the firewood on the surface was unloaded, and inside was a jar of pottery jars and many sacks.

Martin wants to prove himself with actions, he wants to pass on negative information about Zhen Feng to Zhen Feng in Wangjiang Building tonight, such as "Zhen Feng and Xia Xiaoniang and the Zhen family were isolated", "There are only eighty-nine cents left in the account room of Wangjiang Building", "Zhen Feng smashed and vented his anger in the room", "Wangjiang Building collectively chops firewood and reserves firewood for the winter", "Cooperative merchants do not sell materials to Wangjiang Building" and other negative information about Zhen Feng to Liu's mother. Of course, what is conveyed to Liu's mother is a message that deviates from the actual situation, and he must completely turn against the water and be an excellent anti-intermediary person.

Jiangning City's rumors about Wangjianglou's theft of the secret recipe were spread, and the door of Wangjianglou was closed and there was no face to see people, which just confirmed everyone's speculation. Wangjiang Tower has become an isolated space, and sometimes there are some feces and rotten vegetable leaves scattered outside the building, which are all cleaned up very calmly.

These days, everyone is busy and busy. In addition to developing various condiments and flower dew, Zhen Feng began to do carpentry again. On the seventh day of October, Martin found Zhen Feng, hesitated and wanted to say goodbye, which made Zhen Feng laugh.

"Did you ask you to send some wine from Huajian Building?"

"Shopkeeper, how do you know?"

"They definitely can't make spirits, because the recipe you stole at that time, and the brewing practices you saw yourself participating in, were all deliberately arranged by me, and in fact, the brewing method is not like that."

"This ...... Shopkeeper, it turns out that you have been on guard for a long time, and it has made me feel guilty for so long! Dare to say that I stole the secret recipe and helped you? ”

"With such a big, lucrative bait, I can't dig a pit and wait for someone with a bad mind to jump in it by himself? If there were no bad guys, this pit would naturally not work. ”

"Thank goodness I took people into the pit and jumped out on my own. Shopkeeper, I'm convinced of you! ”

"If you don't talk nonsense, you can only take two jars of ten catties, and you can't do more. By the way, you can ask Liu's mother for thirty or fifty yuan, just say that I broke my favorite tea bowl when I stole wine. ”

"Shopkeeper, please spare me......"

Everything is almost going smoothly, but this is only the appearance, and there are some hidden turmoil that will not stop or never spread. In the second half of the year, Zhen Feng, who was dull to the outside world, saw Jiangling again, and Jiangling's face was a little anxious and unhappy.

"Shopkeeper Zhen, don't you know, it's also difficult for Jiangqing Pavilion now, and the Huajian Building is secretly suppressed, and now they are openly letting the ladies in the building blow the pillow wind to the dignitaries, saying bad things about the Jiangqing Pavilion and the ladies in the hall, and even letting the turtle slaves come to the hall to pull people outside. Fortunately, those two poems attracted a lot of noble guests, but there was little oil and water, and prices continued to rise, so it was really a loss of money and a lot of money. Especially the salt you want, the price has increased several times since the Song and Han wars. It used to be seventy yuan a catty, but now it is three hundred yuan a catty, Jiangqing Pavilion needs to eat salt, and Wangjianglou wants more, and if it goes on like this, it will really be crushed. ”

"Lao Jiang, how can the price of salt soar so fast?"

"Since we were defeated more than ten years ago, and gave all the salt-producing Yangzhou and Chuzhou to the Northern Dynasty, until now, we buy salt from the Northern Dynasty every year, and there are only 300,000 stone salt every year, and the lifeblood of salt is all controlled by the Northern Dynasty. However, since the war started in the south, there was a voice in the city of Jiangning that the Northern Dynasty wanted to cut off the way to supply salt, and the Tang Kingdom would have to rely on private salt to eat salt in the future. This is so remarkable that all the salt on the market has been snapped up, and even the price of illicit salt on the black market has been rising. Damn the world. Don't care about the salt, shopkeeper Zhen, you can tell me, it's been almost a month, and Wangjiang Tower is about to become a bottomless pit. Just listen to Sanniang, since you are also the owner of Jiangqing Pavilion, it is better to abandon Wangjiang Tower and go to Jiangqing Pavilion. ”

"Don't worry, when Wangjiang Tower reopens, it will be the time to close the net, and the end of Huajian Lou will definitely be very good-looking, you let Sanniang hurry up and prepare the carriage, and wait to pull the money."

"Shopkeeper Zhen, it's not that Jiang doesn't believe it, it's just that what else do you have to deal with Huajian Lou?"

Zhen Feng picked up the centipede file and polished a strangely shaped wooden board, lowered his head and said lightly: "The Buddha said, don't say, don't say." If you say it, it won't work. ”

Jiang Ling was a little embarrassed by this contrast: "Oh, my shopkeeper Zhen, what time is this, don't go around in circles, I'm sweating in a hurry, why are you still doing carpentry." ”

"Lao Jiang, although you are the leader of the nursing home and you are very good at fist and foot kung fu, you are also a scholar, don't you know that the more critical the time, the more calm and calm you should be? If you don't have full confidence in me, do you still have the heart to fight with you here? ”

"I know, it's just that Jiang Qingguan is being suppressed now, Sanniang can't sleep every day, how can I still be calm and calm."

"I know that you like Sanniang, how do you know that Sanniang can't sleep every day, do you often go to peek at people's sleep, or do you say ......?"

Jiang Ling's face was slightly red, and he immediately changed his serious face, the green tendons on his neck flared up, and he pointed at Zhen Feng and said: "Shopkeeper Zhen, you can't talk nonsense, Sanniang and I are innocent, and there is no such thing as what you said." ”

"No, no, as for pointing at my nose." Zhen Feng put down the wooden board in his hand, and his expression regained his calm from a joke: "Life is short for a few autumns, some things are constantly chaotic, and some people can't withstand the years of suffering. Go back and prepare the carriage and wait to get the money. ”

As soon as Jiangling left, Zhen Feng found Martin, and with a frown on his brows, he told Martin about the price of salt, explained it, and asked Martin to go to the black market to have a look. It wasn't long before Martin returned.

"The shopkeeper, Jiang Ling is right, now the official salt has reached 300 yuan a catty, and there is no market, and it is basically out of stock. The black market is now at 270 yuan a catty, and it is still rising. I asked a few companies, as well as Caoyun's guys, and recently only one firm of the 'Wei Ruan' has transported dozens of ships of salt from the Jiangbei area, estimated to be tens of thousands of stones, and it seems that it is still increasing. This is the main source behind the black market. ”

At this time, one stone is ninety-two and a half catties, and tens of thousands of stones mean that it is worth at least two hundred and fifty thousand yuan, and the price is still rising.

"In the past, a black market salt dealer could allow this business to occupy a magpie's nest?"

"It's not that the doves occupy the magpie's nest, and some of the salt dealers may be smuggling salt from the Wei Nguyen, so that they can make a lot more money. Everyone else seems to have been taken care of, and even if they complain, the current price of salt is enough for them to be excited for a while. ”

"It seems that the power of this Wei Ruan is very strong, it was originally hiding in Jiangbei, but now it is out, it can be said that it is not good. Have you ever inquired that Song Guo really wants to cut off the annual salt supply? ”

"There is no exact official decree for this, but the rumors are conclusive, and people can't help but believe it, and it is about to come to the New Year's Festival, and they are afraid that if there is no official salt next year, they will not be able to buy salt in the future, or the price will be higher."

When he said these words, Zhang Qu was also beside him, and he listened for a long time before he said: "We use a lot of salt this month, that is to say, the cost has been consistent in the past, plus the price of other materials has risen, and now to make the same thing, the cost has to rise to at least six or seven yuan, if these things are sold at a low price or less in the future, it will not be a big loss." ”

"Once the price of salt skyrockets, other prices will skyrocket, and the number of unsalable things on the market will increase, and if it continues, it will have a ripple effect. Well, I need to get out. ”

Zhang Qu looked at the back of Zhen Feng leaving, and said to Martin with a worried face: "This month, prices have skyrocketed, salt prices have skyrocketed, and Huajian Building has developed rapidly. The shopkeeper doesn't seem to be in a hurry. ”

Martin said mysteriously: "The shopkeeper said that there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, let us put our hearts in our stomachs." I believe in Him. ”