After lingering by the river for a while, Ming Jian and Li Jian went straight to the yamen of the prefect.

The Zhijian Yamen is located on the edge of an artificial lake, which is also called West Lake, and the name of West Lake in Bai Juyi's poems, but this West Lake is not the West Lake.

When I arrived at Yamen, I saw a lot of people coming and going, many of whom were dressed as businessmen, and it seemed that Fushun's business had developed well.

Li Jian shook his sleeves, walked to a big drum on the right side of the yamen, picked up the drumstick and struck it.

In a short time, a servant came out.

"Who beats the drums? Oops, it turned out to be Professor Li! Professor Lee, when did you come back? A servant shouted, and then found out that it was Li Jian, whom he knew.

Li Jian said solemnly: "Wang Changgui, quickly go and notify the prefect to come to receive the holy decree!" ”

The official named Wang Changgui listened to Li Jian's words, and then looked at Li Jian's expression, and immediately ran in.

After a while, several people ran out of the yamen, one in front of the head, dressed in the official robe of the prefect, he was the prefect of Fushun.

Li Jian took out the holy decree and shouted loudly: "The holy decree has arrived!" Fushun Governor Wang Guobin received the order! ”

"The minister Wang Guobin takes the order!"

The Fushun Governor named Wang Guobin hurriedly knelt down, and everyone behind him knelt down.

Li Jian said: "The edict said: Fushun Jian was first upgraded to Fushun Mansion because of the imperial court reform of the salt industry system, and Li Jian was appointed as the Fushun Prefect, and the original Fushun Governor Wang Guobin was reappointed as the Zizhou Road Salt Transport Envoy, Qin this!" ”

"Thank you, Lord Ron!"

Wang Guobin was overjoyed, he was promoted, and the salt transport envoy was in charge of salt transportation, and he was at the same level as the governor, directly under the imperial court.

After receiving the holy decree, Wang Guobin saw that there was a Ming Sword next to Li Jian, he had not seen the Ming Sword, but he obviously felt a beat in his heart.

"Master Li, who is this?" Wang Guobin hurriedly asked.

Li Jian said: "Lord Wang, let's talk about it inside." ”

"Okay, good, two, please inside." Wang Guobin said hurriedly.

After entering, Wang Guobin ordered the office to be suspended, and he welcomed Ming Jian and Li Jian into the inner hall and ordered people to serve tea.

Li saw that at this time, he said to him: "Lord Wang, don't you want to meet the current saint?" ”

Wang Guobin was so frightened that he knelt down, and the emperor didn't recognize him in front of him, which was a big disrespect.

Ming Jian smiled and said, "Lord Wang doesn't have to be like this, I came quietly this time, don't make a big fuss." With this change, Fushun Mansion will become the first state capital to open up the salt industry, which can be operated not only by the government but also by the people. It will be interesting to see what effect this change can bring. You serve as a salt transportation envoy, you have to keep an eye on this aspect, and if you have any problems, you will immediately report to the governor of Zizhou, understand? ”

Wang Guobin also came to his senses at this time, and hurriedly said: "The minister obeys the order." ”

At the same time, his heart has already jumped away, private salt is allowed, and Fushun is about to be sent!

"Wang Aiqing, how many salt wells are there in Fushun now?" Ming Jian asked again.

Wang Guobin hurriedly said: "There are 40 salt wells in the Qiqi official family, the largest of which is 60 zhang deep, and can produce 500 stones of salt per day. ”

"This amount is good, you can hit to a depth of 60 zhang, it seems that your methods are very powerful." Ming Jian smiled.

60 zhang is equivalent to 200 meters, in this era, science and technology are backward, and playing so deep, it is simply a miracle.

In fact, the current salt wells are all Zhuo tube wells, and this way of drilling wells is the most advanced at present.

Its principle now seems very simple and very primitive, it is the use of the lever principle of the ancients when the rice, through the human foot pedal to drive a drill bit up and down, so as to achieve the purpose of drilling wells.

This drill bit, naturally to be tied to the bamboo tube, one by one bamboo tube connected, the deeper and deeper, and Zhuo tube well makes full use of the unique Nanzhu (a kind of bamboo plant as thick as the size of the bowl) in Shuzhong, the bamboo section hollowed out, forming a "tube", the cylinder tube is connected, which not only plays the role of fixing the wall of the well, but also facilitates the mud and stone drilled.

Therefore, the wisdom of the ancient people should not be underestimated.

"Tomorrow, you will take me to see the salt well, I have grown so big, I haven't seen it yet." Ming Jian said to Wang Guobin.

Wang Guobin hurriedly said: "The minister obeys the order." ”

When night fell, Wang Guobin invited Ming Jian and Li Jian to his home.

After the banquet was served, Wang Guobin said: "Official, Master Li, please forgive me for the coarse tea and light rice." ”

Ming Jian looked at the dishes on the table and quipped: "Wang Aiqing, if this is all coarse tea and light rice, then there is no coarse tea and light rice in this world." Hey, what kind of dish is this? Bean curd? ”

Ming Jian suddenly found a bowl of white and tender bean curd, and next to it, there was a bowl that seemed to be dipped in water.

Wang Guobin hurriedly said: "Official, this is bean curd, the taste is tender and delicious, and it is appetizing." ”

This is the first time Ming Jian has eaten bean curd, and under normal circumstances, he eats tofu.

He picked up the spoon, scooped it up, got some dipping water, and put it in his mouth.

A fresh scent immediately spreads in the mouth.

"It tastes really good, this way of eating, it's delicious and trouble-free, and it takes some time to make tofu. It would be nice to add a little spicy spice. Ming Jian thought to himself.

Suddenly, he remembered that he still had a little bit of [Du Shi Niang Twelve Spices] in the last barbecue tiger meat, so he simply took it out like a trick and shook it into the seasoning.

After mixing well, Ming Jian dipped in water to eat with bean curd, the taste is fragrant and spicy, not to mention how good it is.

"Aiqing, go get a few more bowls of bean curd, it's not enough to eat." The more Ming Jian ate, the more enjoyable he became, so he said.

After eating a few large spoonfuls of bean curd, Ming Jian began to sweat all over, making Li Jian and Wang Guobin dumbfounded, they also ate bean curd, but not as enjoyable as Ming Jian.

Wang Guobin hurriedly went to order his subordinates to prepare bean curd.

"Haha, it's been a long time since I've had such a good meal. Aiqing, I see that this delicacy will definitely be carried forward in the future and become a well-known delicacy. Ming Jian laughed.

Wang Guobin and Li Jian glanced at each other, and hurriedly said: "What the official family said is very true, why don't you ask the official family to give this bean cauliflower a name?" When people eat this dish in the future, they will definitely remember the grace of the officials! ”

Ming Jian nodded slightly, secretly thinking that this is probably the celebrity effect, right? The emperor advertises, can future generations not eat it?

"Okay, then I'll show it off once. This delicacy is tender and delicious, and white as jade, it is better to call it white jade soup! ”

Ming Jian smiled.

"White jade soup? Good name, good name! ”

Li Jian stroked his palm and said with a smile.

Wang Guobin also couldn't stop nodding.

"I didn't expect to come to Fushun Mansion to find this kind of food, which is also a side of water and soil, and a side of food. If it were in the north, who would have thought of eating like this? Therefore, the wisdom of our Song people is very high, there is no reason to be suppressed by the Jin people and the Xixia people, I once vowed to unify China in just ten years, this should definitely not be an empty word! Come, two Aiqing, for the sake of the Great Song Dynasty, for the sake of food, a toast! ”

Ming Jian said that he raised his wine glass and toasted with Wang Guobin and Li Jian.

At this moment, the more he drank, the happier he became, and Ming Jian was drunk.

In the haze, Ming Jian only felt that someone helped him into a side room, and the person did not leave later, and he was always serving him......