Chapter Forty-Eight: Tang Da's Encounter

Tang Da followed the brigade and escorted countless salt carts to Yingkou.

It's not far. But Tang Da was a little unwilling. Because of his sister.

Because of his family background related to salt production, Tang Da was assigned to the salt field in Liaodong. And because there are few Han people in Liaodong and many Goryeo people. Although Tang Da is young, he is also arranged as a small leader. In charge of a few Koreans.

These people are so stupid that they can't even speak. At the beginning, both sides were talking and analogizing. But after a long time, everyone understands each other's dialect. Even Tang Da understood some Goryeo vernacular.

After all, language is a product of human communication, not the other way around.

At this point, He Xi was a little filtered. If you have to learn a language to communicate, then where did the world's first translators come from?

The situation of Tang Da and others fully illustrates this point.

Under the long-term cooperation and communication, both sides understand very little vocabulary. However, it does not prevent the two sides from communicating. It's like I'm with my cat owner, and the cat owner can't talk. But I can tell from the different calls of the cat owner whether he is thirsty and hungry and wants to go out, or if he is in heat.

In principle, immigrants settle in small families. The big family must be split. And the small family will not move.

The Goryeo family, with one count, has been split up. But a small family won't move. After all, family is also inevitable in this era, and only with family can there be care and management. And the family itself is also a mutual aid organization.

At least until productivity develops further, most people still need it.

Tang Da and her sister Tang Xiaomei were placed in the salt factory. A thatched house was built around the salt works. Only a few square sizes. Only him with his sister. Fortunately, the imperial court is in charge of rations. Every day when she eats, she asks her sister to go to the kitchen with her. Children don't have to work.

At that time, Tang Xiaomei took advantage of this time to go to the sea to pick up some food. In the evening, they simply cook it to satisfy their hunger. In fact, this seafood is not delicious. But it's better than anything else to fill your stomach.

This is also the wisdom of working people.

There is their humble little home that runs away as soon as the wind blows. Tang Da suddenly felt that a few months ago, the matter of escaping the famine in Shandong seemed to be a matter of his previous life.

He looked at the salt on the cart again.

The salt was packed in baskets.

There's no way around it.

It can be regarded as He Xi's mistake.

When dozens of catties of sea salt are produced, they can still be packed in sacks, or other containers, but in the past few months, a large amount of salt has been produced almost every day, and Tang Da can't think of how much. It's not clear.

I just know, it's a lot, a lot. At this time, the storage, storage, and transportation of salt became a problem.

Fortunately, Tie Hyun is a capable person. He thought about it for a long time and finally decided to use the basket. Some small branches, or rattans, are braided and fastened together, although there are some gaps, but they are large enough to hold a large amount of salt. Add one more lid and there will be nothing else.

The reason for this. It's because it's easy to manufacture. Women and children can do it. Low cost. The raw materials are also not complicated. Big trees, maybe they're valuable, but these little branches, rattans, or something. It's not worth much.

Of course, Tie Xuan is also worthy of this kind of hasty approach, there are many problems, not to mention anything else, not to release water. As soon as it rains, the salt melts immediately. But so what? In ancient times, the best way to release water was oiled paper, and a layer of oiled paper was spread in the basket, which could not be said to solve all the problems, at least to solve certain problems.

But the question is, where did the oiled paper come from?

At the very least, the paper mill has not yet produced oiled paper.

Even if you start manufacturing now, it will take a long time to have a large inventory.

So this is the only way to go.

As for the solution to face this situation. It's just to pack more. Anyway, in the salt field, there is a lot of salt.

Tang Da didn't know about these problems, he pushed the salt cart, thinking in his heart, and while walking, he touched the food stamps in his pocket from time to time. This is his reward for the past few months, and he is ready to take advantage of this time to go to the cattle farm. Sell something well.

He's going to buy his sister a new outfit. Sell new hairpins to my sister. Wait a minute. It's just that he doesn't know if the food stamps in his hand are enough.

Actually, Tang Da didn't know. Their remuneration was also decided because He Xi knew that the rice had arrived. For many people in Liaodong, these people have no impression of the food crisis that made He Xi toss and turn.

I had no idea what a dangerous moment it was.

Before He Xi, food stamps were not issued to the first batch of hungry people in Shandong, and there was no other reason than to save money. Compress costs.

But now the crisis is over. He Xi has to make up for it. Only then did Tang Da get his first labor remuneration. And Tang Da still remembered the first time he got the food stamp, and he couldn't believe it at all. I can't believe it, I work for the imperial court and pay money, and I can't believe that a small piece of paper is still worth it.

This is something that Tang Da, a big man in Shandong, did not expect at all.

As soon as he knew that the stamps could be exchanged for food, he went to one of their nearest exchange points. Changed food. Ten catties of grain, he carried it all night before bringing it home, and he had to go to work normally the next day. Tang Da, who didn't sleep all night, didn't feel sleepy at all, but was extremely excited.

At mealtime, he deliberately ate less. In the evening, when I got home, my sister grabbed some seafood and ate a meal of rice. The rice was strange, a little longer than the ones they had ever seen. It doesn't matter, though. Just eat it.

They ate their own food and remembered the tragic death of their parents. Tears rained down for a while.

On days like this, parents have no way to see it.

Even now, Tang Da thought of this, and his eyes were still a little moist.

Soon the camp arrived.

They did not enter Yingkou City, but not far from the city, and stopped the salt cart. There's a long queue here. Wait for the person in front to unload.

Originally, merchants from all over the country were going to load salt directly onto ships. But look at the salt pan's shabby almost no packaging. I didn't know what to say. When sailing on the sea, it is rare to avoid wind and rain. In such a situation, once the sea encounters wind and rain, won't it be whining and mourning.

But on the price of salt, Liaodong made concessions. They don't have a good idea to say anything more. After all, salt is real salt, and it looks a little finer than Huai salt. After the group discussed, they went to find Yang Zhen together. Yang Zhen finally formed a plan.

Then Yang Zhen carved out a piece of land outside Yingkou City and established a timber processing plant.

Nothing else is made. and made wooden boxes. It's not good wood. Liaodong doesn't say anything else, it's just a lot of wood. Building a wooden box is not worth anything at all, and a box can hold dozens of catties of salt. All the salt is packed into boxes before it can be loaded onto the ship.

Some people may say, why not use sacks.

Because you can't compete with textile mills for raw materials.

After the hemp material is finely processed, it becomes colored linen cloth. It can be worth a penny of silver, and linen cloth can't be sold for a price at all. Maybe there will be more hemp material in the future. The price is lower. This will not be the case. But now, all flying textile raw materials have to be tilted towards textile mills.

So in this place in Liaodong, sacks are more expensive than wooden boxes.

As for what the future holds, I don't know.

And this wood processing plant here is actually the future Yingkou shipyard. After all, in this era, a shipyard is essentially a wood processing factory.

Tang Da waited for a long time before he finished his salt.

Immediately, he decided to enter Yingkou City.

In fact, there is no city wall in Yingkou today. There is nothing inside or outside the city. Because Yingkou is developing too fast. He Xi didn't have time to make any plans, Yingkou had already broken through He Xi's plans, which made He Xi very helpless.

It even spread to both sides of the Liao River, forming the scale of a western city and an eastern city.

What will become of Yingkou in the future, no one knows.

And Tang Da didn't know that this place had almost only developed in the past few years. When he entered Yingkou, he immediately felt that this was the most prosperous city he had ever seen since he was a child. He was dazzled and didn't know what to buy.

At this time, the sound of gongs and drums suddenly sounded. Tang Da immediately stepped aside, he knew that this was a big official traveling.