Nanzi stayed in Lu for a long time this time, from Lixia to Xiaoman-Zhao Wuxian had already asked Fan Chi to expand the popular eight solar terms into the twenty-four solar terms in later generations, but the time was modified to a certain extent according to the actual situation. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Maybe it's because Xiao Biesheng is newly married, or maybe it's the desire for a future heir, Nanzi is very demanding, Zhao Wuxian is also profligate, and the two of them have not taken some protective measures as in the past.

But when Nanzi left, Zhao Wuxian could still see her hesitation.

"If a concubine gives birth to a son for a gentleman, it is not a son's surname, but a surname Ying......" In this way, won't the hundreds of years of social law in the Song Kingdom be destroyed in her hands?

"His father is King Xuan, he was born into a god, what is the difference between being a son and a win?" Zhao Wuxian whispered temptation in her ear.

He used the religion created by Nanzi to build momentum in the Song State for nearly ten years, and it was time to bear due fruit.

What he did in defending the country was the strategy of transferring flowers and trees, what he did in Sanyi was the policy of drawing salaries from the bottom of the kettle, and what he wanted to implement in the Song State was the policy of stealing beams and changing pillars...... With a three-pronged approach, Zhao's three allies are equivalent to a color revolution. It's just that the Song State is related to the situation in the southeast, so it can only be slowly figured out.

Nanzi is not stupid, she naturally knows what this means, how can others snore on the side of the couch, Zhao Wuxian, who has the ambition of "leveling the world", wants to make Song Guo also become the country of the Zhao family. In any case, now that the general trend of the Central Plains is obvious, the Zhao family is dominant, and the Song State is an important member of the Zhao order in the future, Zhao Wuxian's hand will come over sooner or later, rather than letting the Song State cheapen the Le family, or a certain son of Zhao Wuxian in the future, it is better to leave it to his own heirs......

Unless...... Nanzi deviated from Zhao Wuxian's career, and in order to protect the society of his son's surname Song Guo, he became an enemy of Zhao Wuxian.

But Zhao Wuxian believes that in terms of personal status and the choice of a surname Sheji, Nanzi will not hesitate to choose the former. He only hoped that Nanzi would be a pit viper with fangs to others, but in front of him she was a kitten under her knees, and she would continue to cooperate obediently and not aim her claws at her former owner.

"Am I becoming too macho?" He laughed at himself, he really changed the times, he was not like this in his previous life.

He watched Nanzi's chariot leave, although she proposed to stay with Zhao Wuxian for a while longer, and even go to the Jin Kingdom to "visit", but considering that Kong Jiao and her daughter still had to go together, Zhao Wuxian didn't want to cheat all the way and ruin the three views of the blank paper.

When he returned to Qufu to prepare to return to Jin, it was the beginning of May when the mango was planted, which literally means "the wheat with mango is harvested quickly, and the rice with mango can be planted", and the winter wheat will be harvested soon, but the catastrophe predicted by Chang Hong has not yet arrived.

"Maybe the school's prediction was wrong?" Zhao Wuxian was lucky, the high-tech weather forecast in later generations was not accurate, no matter how powerful Chang Hong was, could he still foresee natural disasters twice in a row? But it is better to believe that it is not credible, and Zhao Wuxian also made Lu Guo's side also prepared.

On the day he was about to leave Qufu, Zhao Wuxian received a message from the East, not bad news, but a good thing.

Bu Zhu, a businessman who manages the salt administration in Langya, Juguo, held a bowl of cyan salt in both hands, trotted to catch up with Zhao Wuxian's car, knelt in front of his car, and said, "Congratulations to Shangqing!" Great joy, Langya salt drying is a great success! “

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That was nine years ago, Zhao Wuxian used Zigong to diplomatically persuade Ju to exchange a seaside land with a small town in Lu State, and since then Zhao has a thirty-mile-long beach in Junan, even if it is like Qi State to mobilize the seaside people to boil a large amount of salt, it is good to produce a few thousand minutes a year, but there is still a huge gap in salt in Zhao's territory.

Therefore, Zhao Wuxian had a whim: to turn seawater into salt, not only can you use decoction, but also use sunlight and sea breeze. Salt is dissolved in water, and when the sea water dries, doesn't it precipitate layers of salt? This is the salt drying method widely used in later generations.

Easier said than done, the Zhao clan lacked manpower in Junan, so it was not until in recent years that after completely controlling Langya, there was a boat division established by Xu Cheng to protect the coast and prevent the invasion of coastal pirates, so that the conditions for salt drying and transportation were available.

And the ancients were not fools, how could they not use the simple and easy method of drying salt, but use the boiling salt method that consumes about 400 catties of firewood to boil salt for 1 minute? Seawater is not as good as Anyi salt pond, in addition to sodium chloride, there are a lot of impurities, the salt directly taken from the seawater is bitter and unpalatable, and it will be poisoned if you eat too much, only the poorest people will eat this inferior salt.

Relying on this inferior salt, it can't compete with the salt of Qi and Wei. Zhao Wuxian guessed that this was because the impurities in the seawater were not filtered, so he asked Bu Zhu, a salt merchant from Lu State, to take hundreds of salt workers to Langya to explore for a few years, and finally devised an effective method!

"The requisitioned Ju people built embankments by the sea and excavated some acres of fields, and the fields in front were shallow and wide. It is called an evaporation pond; The acres at the back are slightly deeper, which is called the crystallization pond. Then let people dig ditches, or use the tides to pour seawater into the evaporation pond, and the scorching sun in spring and summer will blow the sea breeze. After a few years, the sea water will evaporate a lot, and the salt will be precipitated...... However, the color is no different from the fine sand on the beach, so it is called sand salt. “

But this kind of sand salt can't be sold at a price in the market, so the sand salt is scraped and poured with a little seawater to make a thicker brine, filtered with a sponge taken out of the sea, and then transported to a new pool and then dried, if it is cloudy, it is boiled with fire. The sea salt made from this is blue and black in color, and the particles are larger, and the taste is certainly not as good as the salt in Anyi, but it is no different from the sea salt cooked in Qi, Yan, and Wu. “

After Bu Zhu's introduction, Zhao Wuxian reached out and picked up a grain of salt, tasted it, and sure enough, in addition to the salty taste, there was also a faint bitterness, which was naturally incomparable with the edible salt of Baihuahua in the packaging bag of later generations.

"This is the best green salt, the second is black salt, and the second is sand salt."

Zhao Wuxian didn't care about the taste, "What is the cost?" “

Bu Zhu's face was happy: "The salt drying method is simple and has a lot of work, and if the green salt is green, it is only one-third of Qi salt and one-half of Anyi salt!" Black salt is only half of it, and sand salt is cheaper! “

In this way, Langya salt already has the quality and price to compete with Qi salt and Wei salt.

Zhao Wuxian asked: "If the construction is fully started, how much can be produced in a year?" “

"If there are thousands of people, excluding rainy days, Langya can produce about 50,000 bells of salt a year, of course, most of them are black salt ......"

"Fifty thousand bells!" Zhao Wuxian happily stood up from the car and paced back and forth.

Green salt is eaten by nobles and wealthy people, and what Chinese people can afford to eat is almost the same kind of green and black large grain salt.

Qi can only get 100,000 bells of salt a year for boiling salt, and in addition to their own needs and hoarding, less than half of the rest is sold to the entire north, and all countries can't share much.

However, Langya alone has a hundred miles of coast, relying on drying salt to get 50,000 bells, the efficiency is several times that of boiling salt, but the cost is greatly reduced. With so much salt, it can fully meet the salt demand of two million people for a year.

If a few more salt farms are opened in Juguo, the output will only be more.

Zhao Wuxian thought for a while, turned around and said, "I remember that Hanoi, Taoqiu, and Weidi all rely on Wei's Anyi salt. ”

His scribes flipped through the papers and promised, "Exactly." ”

"Send some more people from Lu to let Langya increase manpower and strive to dry more salt. The obtained salt was all transported to the Lu country, and then transported from the Lu country to Taoqiu, Diqiu, and Chaoge through Surabaya, Jishui, and Weiqu. Let Zigong hoard Langya salt and sell it at a price lower than Anyi salt, he knows better than me what to do. ”

As for the headquarters of the Jin Kingdom, it is natural to have a plan to operate, and with the salt production of Taiyuan Dalu, maybe the Zhao family will be able to achieve self-sufficiency in salt this year.

Zhao Wuxian's eyes were blazing, he had already foreseen that from the second half of the year, Wei's Anyi salt, which had always been expensive, would suffer a heavy blow. In the markets of Taoqiu, Puyang, and Chaoge, they were suppressed by the swarming Langya salt, which would be even worse for Wei, who was stuck in the quagmire of Hexi......

However, while calculating others, Zhao Wuxian was also calculated by God.

When his car and ship returned to the territory of the Jin Kingdom, it had not rained here for nearly a month, and a great drought was raging throughout Jizhou!

After getting out of the car, looking at the corn wheat with his head drooping due to lack of water, under the bright sun, Zhao Wuxian's face was solemn.

"Chang Hong's prediction is right, the catastrophe is coming!"

PS: There is one more chapter at 1 o'clock (to be continued.) )