Chapter 15: On a whim

"Ahh

"Ah, what, find someone!" An Heng didn't dare to stay, got up and left in a hurry, gave a few words to the eunuchs serving outside the hall, and then turned back to the hall and stood not far from Lin Feng. He said softly: "If the emperor wants to drink, there is Zheng Guo's fine wine stored in the wine cellar in the palace, so there is no need to ------ it."

Thinking of the wine brewed, which could bring huge profits and taste mellow, Lin Feng was not attracted by Zheng Guo's wine at all, and asked, "How many jars of wine are in the wine cellar?"

"The emperor is good at drinking, the ground will pay tribute to 500 jars of wine every year, in addition to consumption, there can be nearly 1,000 jars of wine left, the emperor ascended the throne, and the place still pays tribute to 500 altars for the emperor to taste, and there are 2,000 altars to say the least." Anheng reported truthfully.

"Sold, all sold!"

Lin Feng waved his hand and said, without any hesitation, at the moment, Yan Country is in financial difficulties, and he doesn't want to spend the small amount of silver in the treasury for the money and grain spent on brewing.

Others don't know, Lin Feng won't be unclear, he lives in a winemaking family, and knows the winemaking technology well, winemaking requires technical work, and it also costs money and food.

Otherwise, when he learned to make wine when he was a child, his family did not let him inherit the family business, but he was admitted to the Military Academy, so he wanted him to serve an iron rice bowl and no longer have to work hard, but now this craft has helped him a lot.

"Sold? The Imperial ---"

"Yes, sell it out as soon as possible, I need money." Lin Feng said categorically. "Tomorrow I will send someone to find a big house near the suburbs of Beijing and build brewing equipment, I will be of great use!"

An Heng, Zhao Ziyan and others understand, Lin Feng is ready to make wine,

"Your Majesty, I can't help it!" An Heng hurriedly stopped. "I think the emperor may be ready to make wine, but Zheng Guo's winemaking technology has never been passed on, and the emperor's hard work may yield little."

"Yes, Your Majesty, Zheng Guo is very domineering, Yan'er once heard his father say that in the face of foreign wine merchants, Zheng Guo's wine merchants are united, even if they lower the price, they will defeat the other party and not let the other party survive." Zhao Ziyan also dissuaded.

Lin Feng was unmoved, and said; "An Heng, do as I say, even if Zheng Guo Liquor is a monolith, I will rob this business."

After thinking about it, Lin Feng continued: "Right now, you have helped me sell that batch of tribute wine, part of it is exchanged for grain, and part of it is called for skilled brewing masters, this matter is messed up, be careful of your head." By the way, it is not allowed to buy the people's grain at a low price, go to the grain merchants, the big grain merchants in the vassal states, go, and deal with it immediately. ”

"Yes, little retirement!" Realizing how much Lin Feng attached importance to this matter, An Heng didn't dare to be sloppy, and after bowing, he turned around and left in a hurry.

After a moment of silence, Lin Feng picked up a clever man, sat upright, and showed a thief's smile again.

You can make money by making wine, and you can also make money by boiling salt. Hurriedly getting up, too late to put on his coat, Lin Feng quickly ran outside, took two steps and retreated. He wanted to go to the imperial dining room, but he didn't know how to get there.

"Han Kui, Liu Shan, you two come in." Sitting on the soft couch again, Lin Feng shouted to the eunuchs who stayed outside the palace gate.

These two eunuchs are responsible for Lin Feng's daily life, and they are also his personal eunuchs. However, there is no Anheng to gain power.

Han Kui and Liu Shan came in, and Lin Feng didn't let the two of them bow down, and said impatiently: "Han Kui, go to the imperial dining room and bring me some salt for daily consumption." Go, I'm in a hurry! ”

Looking at Lin Feng's fiery appearance, Zhao Ziyan and Murong Mengfei couldn't guess what he was thinking. Lin Feng was very excited, boiling salt was a more profitable business than winemaking.

In the past, when he was injured in the line of duty, he recuperated for half a year in a certain village in Bashu, which was located in a remote area, and still preserved the salt-making method, and the salt produced was not only for his own consumption, but also for sale.

When chatting with the local villagers, the villagers were very proud to tell him that the salt produced in the village was specially paid tribute to the King of Shu in ancient times, Lin Feng looked at it carefully, and the salt boiled out of the local area was no different from the salt bought outside, the particles were crystal clear, fine, and the degree of purification reached 100%.

When recuperating from his injuries, in order to avoid eating and drinking in vain, he helped his fellow villagers for a period of time and basically understood the method of making salt.

This will, he is anxious to see the salt in the palace, so he wants to compare, what is the difference between the salt in the palace and the salt he has seen, if there is no difference, the financial road of salt production will be completely broken, if there is a difference, the quality of the salt boiled out exceeds the salt in the palace, he will make a lot of money.

Soon, Han Kui came in with a silver utensil, with yellow-brown crystals in it, placed it on the desk in front of Lin Feng, and said on the side: "Your Majesty, these are the salt for daily consumption!" Crush and serve. ”

The table salt that Han Kui brought was more like a rock sugar cube falling in the soil, it was all crystals, not to mention, it was very unclean, and the magazines inside were clearly visible.

The more Lin Feng looked at it, the more excited he became, suppressed his emotions, and asked, "Is this the top salt in the imperial dining room?" Don't be shoddy! ”

"Your Majesty, villains don't dare to deceive!" Han Kui said cautiously.

"Good, good, good!" Lin Feng said three good things in a row, he couldn't control himself excitedly, walked back and forth in the hall, turned around and kissed Zhao Ziyan on the forehead, kissed Murong Mengfei again, walked in front of Liu Shan and Han Kui, stunned, and shook his head. "Alas, the eunuchs are spared."

For a long time, Lin Feng sat on the soft couch calmly, holding the silver utensils in his hand, looking back and forth at the refined salt inside and asked, "Han Kui, Liu Shan, the royal family eats such salt, and what kind of salt do the people eat, you two come from a poor family, do you know?"

"Your Majesty, the salt in your hand has been repeatedly refined, and the purity is high and the price is expensive. The people can't afford it, and when the villain remembered that when he was young, the salt he ate at home was mined from the salt mine and boiled in a pot with the ingredients. Alternatively, put it in a pot beforehand to make a cool salted water and put it down together when cooking. Han Kui said that recalling his childhood past, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Well, only those who are close to the salt mine and the salt pond are qualified to do it, and where salt is not produced, the people are even more miserable, and they are reluctant to eat salt." Liu Shan added. "The small ones couldn't afford to buy salt, so they sold the small ones and exchanged them for salt to eat."

Hearing the two of them say this, Lin Feng was very puzzled, it is said that this era is similar to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, how can the salt-making technology be so backward, is there no other way. However, it's okay, otherwise, how can I have the opportunity to show my strengths.

In my memory, the villagers only came back to the salt mine every day, crushed and dissolved the rock ore to form brine, and then put it on a fixed stone slab to dry, so as to refine the refined salt. Lin Feng also knew that the sea water could also dry salt, and the method was simpler, but unfortunately Yan Country was inland, and this road would not work for the time being.

Faced with the temptation of huge profits, Lin Feng did not hesitate and ordered: "Han Kui, send someone out of the palace tomorrow to buy Wushiyan ore and put it together with the brewing equipment." Liu Shan personally went out of the palace to look for salt mines, and carried out it in secret, so that outsiders must not know about it. ”

"Yes." Han Kui took the order. Liu Shan said: "Your Majesty, Maijishan in the west of the capital is a natural salt mine, and most of the salt mines produced by several northern countries come from Maijishan. ”

"Oh!" Lin Feng was taken aback, but he really had nowhere to find the iron shoes, so it didn't take any effort to get there, and said, "Okay, very good." Go down. ”

Lin Feng was lying on the soft collapse, his brain was abnormal, sometimes smiling, sometimes laughing, which made Zhao Ziyan and the others very puzzled.

It seems that the emperor is preparing to make wine and salt, this is all technical work, the emperor has been dressed and eaten since he was a child, and his hands are not wet, what can he get. Alas, faint king, he had just won the battle, and he did not take the opportunity to recruit troops, and began to mix again.

"Wow, you're sick, it's okay to giggle, it's not too early, leave Yushuyuan early, Ziyan and I are going to rest." After a long time, Murong Mengfei coughed lightly and reminded Lin Feng angrily.

Lin Feng woke up, got up and walked longingly, walked to the door but turned back, stared at Murong Mengfei with his eyes, and said puzzledly: "Go, why should I go, this place seems to be my home!" ”

"Hmph, you are alone, even the concubines in the palace are not interested in you, you live in the warm pavilion pitifully, don't think that this princess doesn't know."

Lin Feng smiled, remembering the princess's previous sarcasm, this girl is very rude, the more rude the woman. said: "You also saw it, I'm going to make wine and salt, anyway, I have nothing to do in the palace, from tomorrow, you and Yan'er come over to help!" ”

"Why should I help you, you are my enemy, do you know?" Murong Mengfei said unconvinced, she didn't think that Lin Feng really regarded herself as a maid.

Walking quickly in front of Murong Mengfei, without waiting for her to escape, Lin Feng smiled and said: "Yes, do you think anyone will give the enemy good food and drink, I asked you and Yan'er to help me, I don't want to leak the secret, if you really treat me as an enemy, why do you want to eat and drink in the palace." ”

"Purple - where is Ziyan, I'm there, otherwise you bully her, what should I do?" Murong Mengfei stammered a little, she seemed to be really worried, looking at Lin Feng's appearance, she didn't mean to bully herself at all, but she was always competing.

Lin Feng glanced at Zhao Ziyan, and said with a serious expression: "Will I bully Yan'er, that's my business, although I won't make her a concubine, but Zhaoyi's position is definitely Yan'er, and I will promise her happiness for the rest of her life." It's you, what can you do, let Yan'er marry Bolchi again, hehe, he's dead, what else do you have to do, escape back, find a man for Yan'er again, and let him be a concubine, is this how you protect Yan'er? ”

Murong Mengfei was speechless, maybe he was right, he could give Zhao Ziyan a lifetime of happiness. Besides, what does this have to do with him, he stared at Lin Feng for a long time before he breathed a sigh of relief, still not to be outdone; "Hmph, move your mouth, who wouldn't, but have you sealed Ziyan as Zhaoyi? Besides, isn't Zhaoyi still a concubine, just a different title. ”

"Yes, what's wrong with the concubine, it's also my concubine, I can promise her a lifetime of happiness, can you, if Yan'er chooses, what will she choose, don't you understand?" Lin Feng was a little angry, Murong Mengfei always went against him, did he really think that he didn't dare to send her to the prisoner of war camp, what about the mud bodhisattva?