"Salt?"

Tai Shi Ci and Zhang Liao were stunned at the same time.

Salt is a material monopolized by the Han Dynasty, and no one dares to make it privately, and salt is an indispensable thing for every people.

If you can get salt, it's actually the same as getting food, and in some places, salt can even be used as currency for barter.

But the question is, where do you get this salt?

If it were so easy, in this era when the Han Dynasty existed in name only, the ban on the imperial court monopoly had long been in vain, and I am afraid that many people would have gone to this road to make a fortune, right?

The second monk Zhang Liaozhang was puzzled, and muttered: "I heard that hundreds of years ago, the pipe boiled seawater for salt, so that Qi became rich and strong, thus pushing Qi Huan Gong to the position of overlord, but we are in this level, how can there be seawater?" ”

In this era, the knowledge they have come into contact with is limited, and even people like Zhang Liao do not understand how the salt they eat is made.

Liu Ping smiled indifferently, looked at the map with his eyes, and said: "In fact, there are many ways to take salt, and boiling the sea for salt is just one of them."

In addition, there is a kind of digging a well to boil salt, which is actually digging the ground as a well, drawing brine from the well, and then drying the brine to make salt. ”

Zhang Liaotai and Shi Ci still heard it in the clouds, they knew the truth of digging wells and producing water, but how do you know that the water that comes out is the brine that can be used to make salt?

It's just that neither of them dared to express the doubts in their hearts.

After all, their master has done too many unbelievable things, who knows if there will be another miracle this time?

Liu Ping ignored the confusion of the two, and his eyes were fixed on the map, a place with no name in the north.

That place, called Dingbian in later generations, is one of the famous salt-producing areas in Guanzhong, and the reserves of raw salt resources are quite abundant.

It's just that at this time, no one has been discovered.

Thinking about it, the underground salt mine is simply a huge underground treasure house for Liu Ping.

There is so much salt, he can't mine it in several lifetimes, as long as he has salt, why can't he exchange food from Shuzhong or Jingxiang?

"Send people to dig wells in this area, and you can draw brine, and then you can dry salt." Liu Ping tapped his finger on the map and ordered.

"No!" Tai Shi Ci and Zhang Liao hugged their fists at the same time to receive their lives.

However, Zhang Liao then hesitated: "Now that the people of Guanzhong are either killed, or hidden in the mountains and forests, they want to send people to dig wells to dry salt, and there are no people to requisition, how can this be good?" ”

"That's a big problem," Liu Ping sighed and rubbed his temples involuntarily.

If you want to make salt, you can't do it without a large number of people.

But as Zhang Liao said, now that the people of Guanzhong are fleeing to death, and the village has long been deserted, where can he find so many people?

In this way, wouldn't it become a situation where you can't eat the fat meat in the salt mine, but you can't eat it?

"If it really doesn't work, let's set aside a thousand people from the army, and act as people's husbands, and go to dig wells and dry salt." Liu Ping said helplessly.

Zhang Liao smiled bitterly and said, "Our group of soldiers are a group of proud soldiers, and it would be a pity to let them act as civilian men to dig wells." ”

The Danyang Army is one of the soldiers with a few combat power in this era, but it is a bit of a tyrannical thing to let them do the work of the people, and it is estimated that those soldiers are not willing to go.

After all, with their combat power, killing people on the battlefield and stealing people's head skills is what they are best at, and it is also the most rewarding thing.

As for digging wells to dry salt, how profitable can it be?

"It's a pity that there is no way, force Tao Qing to lead a thousand soldiers to go," Liu Ping ordered: "Let's just say, five percent of the salt left in the sun will be at Tao Qing's disposal, and it will be counted as a commission for them."

In the future, if they are not willing to continue doing this, they can replace them when they have recruited the people.

I guess they all have a lot of money in their pockets, and they want them to come back, but they don't want to come back. ”

"No!"

Tai Shici and Zhang Liao glanced at each other, thinking that you are the king, do whatever you say, anyway, we didn't see any signs of being overwhelmed.

The second general went down to make arrangements, Liu Ping sat by the pond, feeding the fish in the water, but he was thinking about some troubles.

Now it is the end of autumn, and it is about to be the season of sowing, but Guanzhong is a situation where the land is barren and uncultivated, so there will still be no grain to harvest next year.

We can't always rely on exchanging salt for grain from Shuzhong or Jingxiang, which is easy to be stuck, and secondly, so much salt suddenly appears and floods the market, which will inevitably lead to a decline in salt prices.

Emergency relief is possible, but it cannot be relied on for a long time.

Let the people cultivate the barren land and achieve food self-sufficiency is the last word.

In fact, at this time, the people of Guanzhong, although they fled from the dead, there were still many people hiding in the vast mountains and forests, and they lived a life of isolation.

Therefore, the top priority in front of Liu Ping is how to give these hidden people confidence, make them believe that Liu Ping, the king of Qin, can protect their safety, and let them come out to farm with confidence.

Another thing that bothered Liu Ping was the defense of Guanzhong.

Although Guanzhong is strategically located, it is guarded by Zhang Lu of Hanzhong in the south, the Mahan forces of Liangzhou in the northwest, and Guo Yuan, the Taishou of Hedong appointed by Yuan Shang in the northeast, all of which pose a threat to Guanzhong.

Although Liu Ping had 10,000 soldiers under his command, it was a little overstretched to defend these three forces separately.

So he asked him to send a thousand people to dig wells and dry salt, and he was a little reluctant.

In the face of these troubles, Liu Ping couldn't think of a good solution for a while, which couldn't help but make him feel irritable.

At this time, I suddenly smelled a fragrance in my nose.

This fragrance is too familiar, you don't have to look back to know that this is Lu Qi has arrived.

Lu Qi stood behind Liu Ping, silently rubbed his shoulders for Liu Ping, and said softly: "Don't think about it if you have too many worries, anyway, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the husband doesn't drink much to think about happy things?" ”

"What is there to be happy about me?" Liu Ping turned around and held Lu Qi's hand.

Lu Qi's temperament is very special, she is a heroic female general on the horse, and she has become a gentle lady when she puts down her arms, and she is really a salty and sweet girl.

"The little lady of the Wei family has arrived, doesn't the husband want to see him?" Lu Qi blinked his eyes and said with a smile.

She rode with Liu Ping all day long, and she was in front, so she could naturally sense that Liu Ping's body was fine.

And like in front of him, the behavior of holding hands, hugging and kissing all shows that Liu Ping is a normal man.

But there are so many beauties in Liu's house, Liu Ping loves them, but he doesn't let them sleep, which makes Lu Qi always puzzled.

"Looking at that girl's posture, it seems that she has come to sacrifice herself bravely, and she is very reluctant to marry." Lu Qi continued.