After eating, Hesui sharpened his knife and prepared to chop firewood, but was stopped by Qian Yu: "Don't go, the most important thing in the village now is woodcutters, there is no more than you, and there is no less than you, running around wasting your life, it is better to rest at home if you have time." ”

Of course, Hesui knows the current situation in Yunxi Village, but chopping firewood has always been her entire source of income, and now she suddenly stops, just like an old worker who suddenly lost his iron rice bowl, and he is a little at a loss.

Qian Yu couldn't bear to see her lost, so he opened his mouth and explained: "Let's go to Yanjing and have a look, I helped them so much, how can I ask you for an accountant or personnel to do!" ”

He Sui was stunned: "Accounting, personnel? ”

Qian Yu: "Oh, it's to calculate the salt production of the salt well, how much to sell, how much to sell, how much to make a profit, and so on." You can do everything in the Ding Mansion, there's no reason why you can't do this. ”

"Isn't this Uncle Buyi's business?"

"He's old, it's time to retire......"

Hesui ......

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Qian Yu couldn't help but score, pulled her and walked towards the salt well, the salt well is still mottled, but the feeling for Qian Yu is very different, compared to the previous shabby small salt workshop, here is five times bigger, from time to time there are villagers to transport dry firewood, set up a cauldron on the flat ground in a row, the blazing flame burning at the bottom of the pot, that momentum, I don't know I thought I entered the slaughterhouse.

The old village chief sat leisurely by the well and smoked a dry cigarette, and when he saw Qian Yu, his face smiled like a chrysanthemum: "The old man expected you to come today, Buyi, am I right?" ”

Buyi nodded to Qian Yu, and then turned his head to look at the old village chief: "The old man has always been like a god, and Buyi has not known it all these years. ”

The old village chief showed his yellowed teeth: "Do you have any complaints if I do this?" ”

Buyi suddenly laughed: "A guy who has to try poisonous salt every day, step into the ghost gate twice, die seven times, and have half of his hair in his early thirties, suddenly don't have to carry these, your old man said, should I be resentful or grateful?" ”

The old village chief sighed: "I have wronged you all these years. ”

Immediately, he looked at Qian Yu: "Boy, you shouldn't have come here to watch the excitement, right?" ”

Qian Yu didn't quite understand the meaning of their words, but he didn't care: "Of course not, I'm here to collect debts." ”

The old village chief was a little surprised: "Oh, debt collection? ”

Qian Yu: "Of course, I helped you crack the secret of the salt well, shouldn't you pay me a little?" ”

"What do you want?"

"Half of the dry shares, just as my technology shares."

After listening to Qian Yu, He Sui hurriedly pulled his sleeve. In her opinion, it was too much to run over for an account or something. Now as soon as he opens his mouth, it is directly half of the bonus, how can this work?

You must know that the money earned from selling salt is exchanged for by the villagers with blood and sweat little by little, and it is everyone's common property, how can you say that you can divide it!

Qian Yu didn't care, he asked for the price to pay back on the spot, he understood this!

The old village chief was not surprised, he shook his head: "Young man, your appetite is still too small, I thought you would let me give you the salt well directly!" ”

Qian Yu said helplessly: "I want it, but you won't send it, what am I doing with all my effort?" ”

The old village chief smiled extremely strange and mysterious: "Who said that the old man wouldn't give it?" I declare that Yunxi Yanjing will be yours from today onwards. ”

"Huh?" Not to mention that Qian Yu was dumbfounded, even He Sui and the villagers who heard it were stunned, hasn't this salt well always been shared in the village? How did it come to me in the blink of an eye?

Qian Yu's eyes almost fell: "You really want to give me the salt well?" ”

The old village chief nodded: "Of course, it should be regarded as the dowry of the spike girl!" However, the old man has one condition, the salt well can be given to you, and the people in the village are at your disposal, but you must ensure that they eat and drink. ”

Only then did Qian Yu understand what the old village chief meant, and the other party thought that he had the ability to support the whole village, so he decided to do so, and the old man probably struggled for a long time.

Although the mystery of Yunxi Salt Well has been revealed, it has not cured the symptoms. In the past two years, the salt production has been getting lower and lower, which shows that this salt well has been nearly exhausted, and the old village chief heard the wind somewhere, knowing that he has the ability to feed the people in the village, so he dared to gamble so much.

Qian Yu is not surprised by this, the matter of the Feilong Gang building a house is seen with his own eyes, how big the real estate profit is, and Qian Yu, who has experienced the tide of buying houses in later generations, knows it very well.

The old man is using the ownership of the salt well as bait to catch his own fish!

Qian Yu never thought of keeping the technology of building houses secret, he had already intended to help these villagers, and now he can still get such benefits, so the fool will not agree.

He nodded: "No problem, Yanjing will be surnamed Qian in the future, as for their food and drink, you don't have to worry about it, I'll take care of it." ”

The villagers did not understand the old chief's words, but because of his authority, no one spoke out against him. They thought that Qian Yu would refuse, but this kid was ashamed to say that the salt well belonged to him, what an arrogant and domineering man!

"Boy, Yunxi Yanjing belongs to everyone, you say that if you have it, you will take it for yourself!"

"Even if you crack the secret of the poison salt, you can't do whatever you want!"

"We have just been able to eat a full meal by relying on the salt well, and you can deprive ourselves if you say deprivation, unless you can ensure that we eat rice every day as you do now."

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Hearing the noise of the villagers, the old village chief frowned: "What are you doing here?" Salt not done? Don't chop firewood? Go to work. ”

After years of accumulation, the villagers didn't dare to say a word. It's just that it's easy to silence, and if you want them to submit, you can't do it by majesty.

Qian Yu smiled bitterly: "Boss, you are in big trouble for me!" ”

The old village chief laughed at the old treacherous and cunning: "If you don't agree, the old man can take back the salt well." ”

Qian Yu hurriedly interrupted: "Boss, you can't go back on what you said. ”

Yanjing is the common property of the villagers of Yunxi, of course Qian Yu knows this, he has never had any ideas, and he is too lazy to care about the things inside. It's just that now that he has the opportunity to take down this well directly, he doesn't want to give up in vain.

It's not that he covets that bit of salt, a salt well that is about to dry up is dispensable to him, and this is not a coal mine, a gold mine or something, and if you take it, you can get rich overnight.

He was interested in another product in the well, yes, the precipitated toxic salt potassium nitrate. To others, this is the standard poison salt, useless except for fear of being ingested by mistake, but to him it is a treasure that cannot be found.

Of course, the old village chief would not regret it, he discussed the details of the transfer with Qian Yu and left, as if he was just waiting for Qian Yu here.

Although the development of things is unexpected, it is definitely a good thing for Qian Yu, but it is impossible for him to be idle, the re-planning of the development of the salt well, the resettlement and distribution of the villagers need to be solved by him.

With the ears of grass with him, he first briefly explored the nearby geology, and then drew various shapes on the paper.

Buyi followed behind him, following in unison, looking obedient to orders. Qian Yu knew that the other party was not at ease and was supervising himself.

Qian Yu is not afraid of supervision, there is no secret to what he does, but there is a cloth cloth behind him, and there is one more errand runner, why not?

With a rough plan in mind, Qian Yu also needs to solve the problem of eating for the villagers. He had seen the food of these people before, but this kind of working meal with only staple food and wild vegetables obviously did not satisfy him.