Led by He Laohan, Yang Yi came to the salt well at the southern foot of Forrest Gump in the afternoon, where the mountain peaks are half hugged and the lower part is in the shape of a dry riverbed; Roads are difficult to navigate; It is said to be a salt well, but it has never been officially mined, but people from the vicinity occasionally come to dig some back for their own consumption.

Yang Yi took a look, there are not many colorless transparent or white stone salt on the surface, the proportion is less than one-tenth, but gray, yellow, red, brown and even black stone salt is the majority; This is the result of too many impurities, relatively speaking, although these colored stone salts are beautiful, but the price is not high, people would rather eat coarse salt by the sea than these colored stone salts.

If the same is true for the lower layers, such salt wells are not worth the effort.

In order to get a relatively objective conclusion, Yang Yi asked the accompanying guards to try to dig down, and the twenty guards took turns to go into battle, and it took an hour to dig a salt well about six deep.

As a result, the further down the line, the higher the content of colorless and transparent stone salt, and by the time it was six feet deep, the content of white stone salt had more than doubled.

This result still can't satisfy Yang Yi, this year everything depends on manpower, if the salt well is too deep, the difficulty of mining will increase exponentially, plus the mountain roads here are rugged, the transfer is difficult, the mining cost is too large, and it will not make money.

Qingniang has been squatting beside and watching, seeing Yang Yi frowning, her bright eyes flashed a few times, picked up a piece of white stone salt, put it on the tip of Xiaobai's nose and let it smell it, and said encouragingly: "Xiaobai, look for it, find a place with a lot of white salt, be good!" Found something delicious for you! ”

Xiaobai's bluffing roar alarmed Yang Yi, and he couldn't help but laugh dumbly, Qing Niang really regarded Xiaobai as a wolf god, looking for ginseng to let it go, looking for salt and counting on this guy who specializes in peeing at the upwind outlet.

"Brother Yang, you have to believe Xiaobai, it will definitely be found, Xiaobai go quickly, find it for Brother Yang! Go......"

Under the coaxing and deception of Qing Niang, I am afraid that even Xiaobai can't stand her prayers, so she ran out of the smoke, sniffed in the valley, and finally lay on the side of a slope and howled a few times, and kept digging down.

"Brother Yang, go! Wherever you dig, you will definitely find more white salt. ”

"Do you really take this guy seriously?"

Yang Yi flicked the tip of the little girl's nose angrily, and the little girl ran away with her skirt, rubbed her cute little nose and said, "Brother Yang, you have to believe Xiaobai!" Xiaobai is very smart, besides, this place is so big, Brother Yang only drills a well, how can he conclude that there is no white salt? ”

"Huh? Makes sense, it makes so much sense! ”

After Qing Niang's reminder, Yang Yi also found that he had made a subjective mistake, he looked at the twenty sweaty guards, pitiful, don't pretend, go on! Didn't you hear what Qing Niang said makes sense?

Swept by Yang Yi's gaze, the guards jumped up as if they had been pricked by needles, and rushed to Xiaobai's place with tools on their shoulders, scaring Xiaobai's tail up, and running out more than ten zhang away in a smoke, before standing on a stone and howling wildly, Qingniang giggled.

The guards dug hard in the place where Xiaobai had planed, and with the constant efforts of the guards, Qing Niang's eyes became more and more curved, as bright as stars, and Yang Yi looked at Xiaobai, who was still sniffing in the distance, and shaving twice on the ground from time to time, not knowing what to say.

Facts have proved that the magical Xiaobai does have its magic, when the guards dig down to a depth of five feet according to the place where it has been planed, the proportion of white stone salt has exceeded sixty percent, Yang Yi doesn't know if this guy is judged by smell, but there is no doubt that this guy Xiaobai really lived up to Qing Niang's trust in it.

"Hehe, Brother Yang, this time you should believe Xiaobai! Let me tell you, Xiaobai is omnipotent......"

"Really? Let it recite a poem and listen to it! ”

"This ...... Brother Yang is cheating, hum! Xiaobai is not as good at talking as Xiaocui, you are deliberately embarrassing others! ”

"Aha! Hearing Qing Niang say that it can do anything, I was happy for a while, and I got carried away, Qing Niang is good, don't be angry......"

"Hee-hee-hee......"

Yang Yi spent eight days almost all over the mountains and rivers of Huanzhou, and found four salt wells with mining value, in addition, he also found that Cordyceps sinensis was produced near Anjiang Village; Whitinburgh produces a special kind of piglet, the largest of which is less than 20 pounds, but the meat is delicious, and if you pack it, it will surely be all the rage in Tokyo.

With these gains, Yang Yi is already very satisfied!

Qing Niang is also very satisfied, with Yang Yi by her side, she can be a carefree little yellow bird.

Whether it is the path of poplar flowers like desert snow; or the rooster crowing on the fence wall; Or an oil-paper umbrella in the late spring rain; It is still the hazy figure of a farmer plowing in the fields in the rain; Because of Yang Yi by her side, these ordinary scenery are so warm in Qing Niang's opinion.

There is a kind of warmth called companionship.

And what Qing Niang needs most may be this kind of companionship. The sudden death of her parents made her more afraid of loneliness than others.

That day, Yang Yi was pretending to sleep on the stone, she used blades of grass to tease it, Yang Yi couldn't help it, she didn't open her eyes, Qing Niang's little mouth pouted high, and after a while, she took Xiaobai to the stream, Yang Yi quietly opened her eyes and found that she was dancing on the grass by the stream to show Xiaobai; The girl's dancing posture has no rigorous routines, swinging gently and freely, and her light figure is reflected in the clear stream, like a red-crowned crane dancing on the water; Surrounded by splendid mountain flowers, lined with her smile blooming in the wind, the transcendent beauty, and the pure and ethereal artistic conception, Yang Yi almost suspected that she was a fairy.

Seeing the girl dancing for happiness, Yang Yi deeply felt the importance of companionship, you may not have to give her too much, just the simplest companionship, which is the best care.

When returning to Huanzhou, Yang Yi and his party had an extra little pig, Xiaobai this guy was crazy, always roaring and making a pounce, it is now very tall, very powerful, scared that the little pig's legs are soft, if it is not for Qing Niang's repeated appeasement, the little pig will not be able to go to Huanzhou.

In the carriage, Qing Niang finally couldn't help but be curious, and took Yang Yi's arm and asked coquettishly: "Brother Yang, is this little fragrant pig really as amazing as you say?" ”

"Of course! Brother Yang, when have I ever lied to someone? This kind of little fragrant pig, usually people are stocked in the mountains, are fed on Cordyceps, safflower, Poria cocos, Polygonatum polygonatum, mountain ginseng and other medicinal materials, so ah! This kind of small pork can nourish yin and replenish yang, invigorate blood, prolong life and other effects, in short, women eat our fragrant pork, they can keep their youth forever, and their red face is always there; If a man eats our fragrant pork, he will be able to grow strong and strong, and he will be able to ....... the night ....... the night...... No ghosts ......"

"Brother Yang is lying again, people haven't heard the people say that the little fragrant pig eats what medicinal herbs such as cordyceps sinensis." Qing Niang didn't seem to hear Yang Yi's slip of the tongue, and was still retorting coquettishly, but a wisp of light light floated quietly on her cheeks.

"Huh? Little girl, if you haven't heard it, it doesn't mean that you don't, what's more, I'm Zhizhou, isn't what I said as credible as what the people say? I said that the little fragrant pig feeds on precious medicinal materials every day, and it feeds on precious medicinal materials every day; I said that it can nourish yin and yang, and prolong life, it can nourish yin and yang, and prolong life! Who dares to say no! Whoever dares to stand in the way of my wealth, I will destroy him......"

Before Yang Yi finished speaking, Qing Niang was already so soft that she was lying on his lap, and the laughter like a silver bell caused Xiaobai outside the car to scream non-stop.

Back in Huanzhou City, Yang Yi immediately asked people to slaughter the little fragrant pig, and then he personally cooked, made a big pot of fragrant Dongpo meat, and then invited Su Shi to come, and the two opened a jar of wine in the pavilion in Xinluocheng...... After the first glass of wine, I watched Su Shi pick up a piece of fragrant Dongpo meat and chew it with relish. Yang Yi suddenly had a question: Is it a concept that Su Shi came to eat Dongpo meat and ate pig's trotters with Zhu Bajie?

In order to figure out this esoteric question, Yang Yi almost forgot the original intention of inviting Su Shi to eat Dongpo meat, but fortunately, after Su Shi was slightly drunk, his cheeks were as red as Huanzhou's financial deficit, and in Yang Yi's eyes, he finally remembered his original intention.

Yang Zhizhou tried his best and tried his best to finally get a small poem from Su Dongpo's mouth:

The wasteland on the border of Huanzhou, the food is coarse and tasteless, only the fragrant pork is envied, and the gods are drunk and do not return.

Sending away the drunk Su Dongpo, Yang Yi thought that he was barely a celebrity in the Great Song Dynasty, in order to strengthen the celebrity effect and earn back more money for Huanzhou, he himself planned to make a poem to boast about Huanzhou fragrant pork:

The meat in the meat tastes endless, and the people on the people are worthy of it.

The upstream is poor and poor, and the fragrant pig in Huanzhou is the most ...... This poem was written here, Yang Dazhizhou couldn't write it anymore, not that his talent was exhausted, but he suddenly found that this poem was somewhat similar to a common unscrupulous poem in the public toilet in the previous life. Only then did I pick up the pen again and write:

Safflower Poria cocos ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum Xianlulan root, four seasons through the intestines, leaving the essence of a body.

…… Writing this, Yang Zhizhou couldn't write anymore, because Thirteen Niang walked in with a wisp of incense, no matter what he was writing, snatched his pen and rested it on the pen stand, held his arm, and said with the sweetest smile: "Official, I heard that you want to mine the salt wells in Huanzhou, but is there really such a thing?" ”

Yang Yi replied in confusion: "Well, there is such a thing, but lady, this doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right?" Do you need to be so excited? ”

"Who said that it has nothing to do with me, if the officials want to mine the salt well, they must need a lot of equipment, the concubine has thought about it, Huanzhou is already short of manpower, and the officials want to mine the salt well, so they can only use more equipment to replace the manpower......"

Thirteen Niang's face was flushed, and her eyes were bright and bright...... Well, although there are all kinds of charms, Yingying is like autumn light, but it seems very appropriate to use the thief to describe Thirteen Niang's current eyes.

Yang Yi was amused, hugged her willow waist, and said narrowly: "Lady! But how can I hear it and feel that this matter still has nothing to do with you? ”

"Humph! If you don't ...... a judge."

"Huh? Dare to threaten me? If I don't agree with you, what are you going to do? ”

"Poof......

Thirteen Niang came back to her senses and understood that Ge Lang was deliberately playing tricks on herself, so she couldn't help but smile.

Yang Yi pecked lightly on her cheeks, and asked with a smile, "Are you done fiddling with the ya?" ”

"Well, there's nothing to change in the back office, official!"

Thirteen Niang finally summoned an official, full of coquettish taste, coupled with her immortal beauty that day, which made Yang Yi feel a burst of anger...... Alas! Since ancient times, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty pass!

(To be continued)