Cen Min got up early today, yesterday he saw in front of the window a team of people or carrying tools or pushing carts to the west, in the evening it was almost dark, the whole Dongfang Port was lit up street lamps before seeing them come back, although he could see that those people were all very tired, but they were all in good spirits, I don't know what they were doing. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info From time to time throughout the day, I heard the waiters outside discussing with the guards outside the door whether there would be a funeral tomorrow or something.

Funeral? Cen Min couldn't help but feel excited, in the morning, he saw hundreds of people lining up to go to the west, could it be that he was going to repair the tomb of the dead who were going to give the funeral? Could it be that the big official in the people is dead? To have such a big battle?

When it was time to rest, I heard crying and crying in the next few rooms, as if to say that someone in the family would be buried tomorrow, and while crying there, he said that the owner was good, and he didn't say that he had given so many pensions when he died in the war, and he also arranged for his family to come to Dongfang Port to work, and he didn't stop until about one watch.

This made him a little sleepless at night, although he was considered a prisoner, but he was not completely restricted in his freedom, and the example even told him that if he needed to leave the port of the East, he could do it at any time, just talk to the guards, and the wrestlers and captains he brought with him were arranged to stay in the rooms on the first floor of the guest house, and there were not even guards at the door of their rooms, and there were no guards at all. He didn't think it was a little strange, these people were so relieved of themselves? Jinyiwei and Dongchang have arranged secret piles to secretly monitor even important institutions such as Honglu Temple in the Wangye's Mansion, but at the moment, these people have no surveillance at all?

Besides, yesterday I followed Fan Wenrui to a few places to visit, whether it was to watch the restoration work of the port, the repair work of the ship stranded on the west side of the port, or to watch the steel giant ship, there were no hidden piles and other people to follow and monitor behind. If he did it himself, although Fan Wenrui was also eight feet tall, he was confident that he would subdue him in one move, wouldn't these people be worried?

Strange is strange, he is also happy to be unwatched, and is washing up at this time. Although the things provided by the people are very strange, they are very practical, such as the toothbrush in the hand at the moment, which is stained with tooth powder, and if you brush it between the teeth for a while, a lot of yellowish-white foam will appear, and if you rinse your mouth with water, your mouth will be full of aroma, and you can see that your teeth have become snow-white in the mirror.

The toothbrush issued to him is a new prototype of the Senate, and the bristles on it are directly the horsehair on the horse carcass recovered from the battlefield, and the punching and bunching of hair are all done manually, and there are many women who have no jobs among the naturalized people at the moment, and most of the women in this time and space are ingenious, and making clothes is trivial, let alone making toothbrushes mechanically, the output is a bit low, but in the case of a large number of makers, this has become insignificant.

The materials of these toothbrushes are directly submitted by the Ministry of Industry to the families of the naturalized people, and the finished products are sent back to the acceptance department for acceptance, and the qualified ones are exchanged for money according to the quantity. Of course, those who fail to pass will have to deduct the material cost as a punishment, but at present, there are more than 1,000 toothbrushes per day, and the failure rate is quite low, only one or twenty at most. In the words of the head of the Ministry of Industry, this is to cultivate the awareness of the quality system of the naturalized people, and in addition, it can also cultivate the awareness of the metric unit in their hearts, after all, the drawings issued to them are marked with the metric unit.

Although such a toothbrush can meet the requirements of use, the bristles are still quite hard, and Cen Min brushed his gums for the first time and brushed down a small stone. The example explained to him that it was dental calculus, which accumulates after not cleaning the mouth for a long time, and if it is not cleaned, it will cause the gums to recede, the teeth to loosen, and the teeth will start to fall out early.

Cen Min was skeptical of these theories, and most of the people he had seen in front of him had pale yellow marks on their teeth, so he naturally didn't think so. However, at home, every morning the maid also has to offer herself saline water to rinse her mouth, and now that these people have provided it, they might as well brush it. It is no wonder that the yellow teeth of the patriarchs are caused by toothbrushes, some of them are caused by smoking and chewing betel nut, and some people are "benefiting" from tetracycline, a tetracycline catalyzed dehalogenation biosynthesis antibiotic due to its low toxicity, which was once used in large quantities as a broad-spectrum antibiotic in the fifties, but in the mid-seventies it was discovered that tetracycline would be deposited in teeth, bones and even nails, and by the time it attracted widespread attention, many people's teeth had turned yellow. Moreover, due to the price and access to tetracycline, there is no such phenomenon among the elders from rural families, and there are many elders from urban and factory and mining families.

However, when it came to refined salt water, he suddenly remembered that he saw the salt in the salt pond yesterday when he visited Yan Village accompanied by Fan Wenrui. Salt in this time and space is basically prepared by boiling salt, and the standard operation is to boil seawater directly in a pot, and as the water evaporates, all that remains is salt. This method needs to consume a large amount of firewood and grass, and it is about 400 catties of wood to be boiled out of a stone of salt, it is precisely because of the low production efficiency and high cost that the salt price is often high, and the color of the boiled salt is basically yellow-brown, and even some black, and the taste is mostly bitter. Even the refined salt used by the royal nobles has a slight bitter taste.

But when he went to the salt village yesterday, what he saw was completely different from the ordinary salt farms, where the salt pans were divided into eighty-one pieces, and every nine pieces were in a row. He could see that the workers were leading the sea water into the upper row of salt pans in turn, and he heard Fan Wenrui say that the sea water had been basking in the sun for two days, and if it was a hot day, it could be sent to the upper row of salt pans after one day. The color of the water in the ninth-grade salt pans varies, and the higher you go, the darker and more intense it appears.

Above the ninth salt pan is the crystallization pond, and although there is still a lot of brine, salt can already be seen depositing in the pool. After the workers at the salt factory next to them exported the brine to the reservoir next to it, other workers stepped forward to take out the salt and transport it away by truck. Cen Min saw those pieces of salt, each piece was snow-white, and from time to time it would fall out of the white ash-like salt. He couldn't help but get excited, the salt of this person was directly made of refined salt, and it was obtained without spending firewood and grass to boil brine, which was simply a weapon for making money.

However, what he didn't know was that the salt obtained in this way could only be regarded as coarse salt in the chemical sector, although the current chemical plant was not as good as a small factory in the old time and space, but it was already possible to produce some chemical raw materials through the brine exported from the crystallization pool, and those brine were rich in a large number of magnesium ions, bromine ions, iodine ions, etc. Coarse salt is added with water, and then sodium hydroxide, barium chloride, sodium sulfate is added after precipitation and filtration, and then dilute hydrochloric acid solution is added, and then the sodium chloride obtained by evaporation crystallization can be used as a qualified salt. And all these operations are carried out in the coarse salt purification workshop that Cen Min can't see, this is the black technology brought by the Senate, naturally the natives can't learn it, even if they are working in the purification workshop at this time, they are not the apprentices brought by the elders themselves, they are directly the elders, and the naturalized people can't go in and out casually.

Cen Min looked at the refined salt that the example brought to him, these salts were really "snow salts" as white as snow, and there was a hint of sweetness in the salty taste when he tasted it with his tongue, which made him even more weird, why was the salt made by the people so pure?

At this time, Cen Min was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, everything he saw was very novel, and as he learned more about the products of Dongfang Port, he became more and more confused. Aren't these people pirates? There are firearms with far more range and power than the martial arts, and a huge steel ship that is as huge as a city, and you can also see an iron clipper that can be seen in the water without sails and oars...... Why didn't they consider looting? Instead, they set up workshops in the city of the Oriental Port every day, cultivating new fields and attracting people from other cities...... As far as he knew, he had never heard of a pirate in the world who behaved like this.

What made him feel the most strange was that his spies had reported to him a few days ago that these pirates were buying a large amount of grain, not to mention that the price was higher than that of An Yuncheng, even if it was higher than the price of grain sold by the grain stores in Beihai City. Although he is not a grain merchant, as a Jinyi guard who collects intelligence, the change in grain prices is also one of the information they need to collect. But yesterday, when he passed by the "Gaode Grain Store" in the city, he glanced at the water sign in front of the grain store, but the price of grain on it was lower than An Yun's, even if each person could only buy how much grain, there were so many people in Dongfang Port, and they had to eat them.

Thinking of this, he felt very strange, what the hell are these pirates doing? Obviously it is collecting grain at a high price, but it is sold at a low price, what kind of rhythm is this? Is there so much money that there is nowhere to spend it? It's really getting more and more incomprehensible to these pirates.

Yesterday's tour also found some interesting things for him, such as many people sitting on a kind of four-wheeled car, stepping on the car with their feet. This car has neither oxen nor horses to pull or be pushed and pulled, and can drive freely on the road, even faster than the carriage he sat in from the south of the capital. There are quite a few of these strange cars made of all wood in Vostochny Harbor, and sometimes a street is clogged with long traffic, and then you can see "policemen" in red and white vests directing these vehicles at the intersection.

Moreover, in the port of Vostochny, both pedestrians and vehicles travel on the right, so that the road on their left will be reserved for people and cars walking on the opposite side. Cen Min couldn't help but think that when he went south, he often encountered the opposite convoy on the official road in order to grab the right of way, whether it was a dart bureau, a grain team or an official army, when walking on the official road, he couldn't help but think, if such traffic rules were implemented in the territory of the Wu Dynasty, wouldn't there be no such trouble?

But he thought about it, this is completely impossible to achieve, compared with the avenues of these people, the official road is simply a sheep's intestine path, and most of the official roads are directly processed on the path that is stepped on, no rain three feet of soil, rain and mud. Seeing the avenue of the people, even the bluestone avenue in the capital is not so smooth, and the avenue is more than four feet wide, how many people are these people planning to run on this road?