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To the east of the salt lake, on the vast white salt flats, Wang Yuan stood on the sand dunes next to the salt lake, glancing coldly at the more than 2,000 Tibetan prisoners standing on the salt flats with their heads down. These captives were half tired from moving bricks, walls, houses, and goods for more than a month, and their eyes were gray and dull, and they were lifeless.

Although this method of enslaving captives as coolies was somewhat cruel, Wang Yuan had long since stopped caring about these details. The rules of this era are like this, and since you live here, you have to adapt to this harsh rule. But Wang Yuan didn't want these captives to live a hopeless life, even if they were reduced to slavery and hard labor, Wang Yuan still hoped to give them some hope and encouragement, and give them a chance to redeem themselves. In fact, this can also improve efficiency, so that these people will not lose the hope of life and give up on themselves, preferring to die rather than work hard.

Wang Yuan coughed and said in a loud voice: "If you are captured by my Tang Dynasty soldiers and horses, you will be my slave of the Tang Dynasty." I believe you all know this in your own hearts. If you are a slave or a maidservant, you must completely obey the order, otherwise it will be a dead end. But Ben Shuai doesn't want you to die, Arrow Rain, your performance in the past month, Ben Shuai is very satisfied, so Ben Shuai wants to give you some rewards today. ”

All the captives turned their heads one after another, not knowing what the reward was that the commander of the Jiannan Army was talking about.

"Shut up for me and listen to the marshal's lecture quietly." Zhao Qing shouted loudly.

The captives hurriedly stopped talking, looked up at the high-ranking ** boss, and waited for him to speak.

Wang Yuan said in a loud voice: "You are waiting for my Jiannan Army to do hard labor, which is your punishment for being an enemy of my Tang Dynasty. But there is a limit to this punishment, and Ben Shuai never wants you to die at the hands of Ben Shuai. Ben Shuai knows that you also have parents, wives and children, and you also want to return to your hometown alive to reunite with them, so Ben Shuai gives you the opportunity to reunite with them, and you must firmly seize this opportunity. ”

The captives couldn't believe their ears. The Tang Dynasty fought against Tubo, and almost all the captured captives beheaded each other for credit. The day they were captured, there was no hope of returning home alive. But now this ** handsome man actually said that there is still a chance to go home alive, is he dreaming?

Wang Yuan stretched out his hand and pointed to the vast salt-alkali flats and said, "Have you seen this salt lake?" This is your chance. As long as the salt under this salt lake is excavated, it will be your day home. ”

The captives opened their mouths blankly, it turned out that this was the hope that the ** marshal gave him. There is despair in the eyes of many people. This vast salt lake is a land with a radius of dozens of miles. I want to dig it all, I don't know what year or month.

"Although this salt lake is huge, there will be a day when it will be dug up. Personally, I expect it will take me five years to dig this place, and then you'll be able to go home in five years. You must know that thousands of people dig together, and the speed is very fast. And if you work hard and dig in three years, then you can go home in three years. Or if you are lazy and slack off, and you can't finish digging in 10, 8 or even 20 or Chinese New Year's Eve years, then you won't be able to go home for 20 or Chinese New Year's Eve years. This salt lake is your way home, and it's up to you whether you can get on it quickly. Wang Yuan said loudly.

"Five years, are you done digging?"

"I can't seem to finish digging."

The captives whispered questions to each other. This is both a hope and a challenge. Such a large salt lake, as far as the eye can see, makes people desperate to watch.

"After digging, the marshal didn't lie. More than 2,000 of us excavated together, digging at least 50 paces in a day. As long as everyone is willing to work hard, it can be completed in three years. If this big man is right, we will fight for a few years, and then we can go home. One of the captives whispered.

"Really? That's great, if I can go home, I won't be unjust if I dig for three years. But I don't know if Tang people talk or not. ”

The captives whispered to each other, their eyes shining with hope and fear that it was all a lie.

One of the captives exclaimed, "How do we know you're not lying to us?" If you don't let us go when the time comes, won't we be busy in vain? ”

Liu Dehai scolded loudly: "You group of things, the handsome man kindly gave you a chance, but you came to spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, which is really hateful." Are you all like you Tubo people who are untrustworthy and untrustworthy? A group of dogs treat Dashuai's kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs. ”

Wang Yuan smiled and waved his hand: "Don't scold them, it's normal for them to have this suspicion." All I can say is that I only give you a chance, and it's up to you to seize it. You'll just have to try your luck. Is Ben Shuai still swearing to you? If you don't want to gamble your luck, you can dig slowly, and it doesn't matter if you dig for thirty or fifty years, but by then it is unknown whether any of you will ever be able to return home to see your relatives or die in this salt lake. In short, you remember when this salt lake will be dug up, and when Ben Shuai will let you go home. ”

The captives were silent, and they actually had to believe it in their hearts. And even if you don't believe it, what can you do? There is only such a glimmer of hope for survival, can you still give up?

Wang Yuan waved his hand at Liu Dehai and walked down the sand dune, Liu Dehai surrendered his hand and began to read the rules he had set.

"Now inform you of the rules here in Salt Lake in the future, and any of you who violate the rules will be severely punished, so let me know. First, you will be divided into teams of ten, each in the shape of one person, living in a room, eating a pot of rice, and digging a pit of salt. In short, eating, drinking, and Lazar are all together. Ten people should supervise each other and urge each other, and if someone is lazy, it will drag all of you back and let you go home a day later, so if you find that you are lazy, you must report to my Datang official, and the whistleblower will be rewarded. Second, if there is a person who absconds without permission, he will be shown in public. The remaining nine members of the ten-man team will be beheaded together. So keep an eye out for any signs of escape from the rest of the team of ten, and report it in a timely manner. Otherwise, you may all die with him. Whistleblowers are also rewarded. Third ......"

Liu Dehai's voice echoed on the salt lake, but Wang Yuan walked aside and didn't listen to a word. This set of methods was thought up by Liu Dehai. Although Wang Yuan felt cruel, he had to admit that if he wanted to enslave these people to do hard labor here honestly, he had to be restrained by these harsh punishments. The reason why Wang Yuan promised these captives to survive was that he hoped that these people would be able to work hard consciously, rather than being coerced into working by these cruel rules.

Soon after, the rules were read out, the captives received tools, and Wang Yuan gave an order, and the salt lake salt works officially started. Thousands of captives sweated and began their long journey home.

It is not an easy task to dig out the purified table salt under two feet of poisonous salt. A layer of yellow poisonous salt on the surface needs to be removed, after all, these poisonous salts are still easy to excavate, and the layers of peeling off and transporting them away and piling them up in the sand can be used to level the ground and pave a salt road. But excavation of the thick salt layer available below is not easy. Often, after digging several feet deep, salt water seeps out of the surrounding area, quickly filling the salt pit, making it impossible to dig.

Wang Yuan realized that if this problem was not solved, it would seriously affect the progress, and it was obviously not feasible to soak in salt water and excavate, and people would die in it and become cured meat. Wang Yuan thought hard for a while and came up with a solution. He ordered a large cistern to be dug quickly on the side of the salt flat, so that soon all the salt water around the crater seeped into the cistern.

The water in the salt pits around the pit will quickly seep into the deep impoundment, which quickly solves the problem. This method was soon slightly modified and became the norm for salt digging in salt lakes. The clever Tibetan captives found it troublesome to dig a deep cistern, so they dug trenches in the salt ground instead, bringing salt water into the desert. In this way, the salt water is constantly seeping into the sand, and the water absorption capacity of the sand is endless, and several trenches lead to salt water to ensure that salt can be safely extracted from salt pits within a radius of 100 steps.

The coarse salt of the white flowers was packed in bags and stacked in a clearing in the desert, and more than 1,000 camels were sent to Bison City in a long queue of two bags each. The workshops in Bison City are in full swing to purify the salt. Drying salt and boiling salt is a slow method, but it can extract finer fine salt, and the method of frying table salt can allow a small amount of poison in coarse salt to volatilize most of it in the hot pan. This is the result of Wang Yuan's recent experiment, which greatly improves the progress of purification.

Wang Yuan decided to take a two-pronged approach, fine salt can increase the price, the rich and noble families of the official eunuchs must need these fine salts, and the coarse salt can be regarded as having its own place for the general public.

Three days later, the first batch of purified salt began to be shipped out of the desert. Although there were only 5,000 stones, it only took more than 100 camels to transport them, but this was already a relatively good result after the beginning of the chaotic order. Wang Yuan secretly calculated the account, more than 5,000 stones in three days, and 1,700 stones a day, that is the income of 1,700 yuan. After deducting various expenses and sharing them evenly with the Yang family, the daily income is nearly 300 yuan, which can really be described as a daily income. But Wang Yuan was not satisfied. At today's rate, it will definitely not be possible, and at this rate, the annual salt output will only be three or four hundred thousand stones, and the output will definitely not be successful.

Yang Guozhong wanted to close several salt wells and salt mines, freeing up a share of nearly one million stones. Therefore, the follow-up excavation, purification, transportation and other links need to be skilled and optimized, and the output must be increased by three times.

All in all, the money-making machine began to operate, and Wang Yuan was also a matter of concern. After more than a month in Bison City, it's time to say goodbye here. Wang Yuan ordered to leave 5,000 soldiers and horses to garrison Bison City, and Liu Dehai left behind to lead the troops to defend the town, and was fully responsible for the salt mine. Song Jiangong led 25,000 soldiers and horses back to Jiannan, and the generals of each border town led their own troops to return to each border town to garrison.

As the army departed, the noisy Bison City finally calmed down. Of course, it can no longer be completely calm, day and night there are camel caravans carrying salt here, dozens of camel caravans from here day and night to transport salt out of the desert, bringing in food, water and necessary supplies here. The chimneys of dozens of workshops emit yellow smoke every day, purifying salt and turning it into tinkling coins into the pockets of a few.