As soon as Hu Hai said this, Fu Su was immediately speechless, and he couldn't refute it at all.

Who dares to say that the Great Qin Kingdom is less than 800 years old?

But since the Great Qin Guozuo can reach 800 years, why should he be obsessed with any Zhou ceremony?

Isn't that redundant?

Can......

"But if it is decided today, if a strict criminal law is implemented, I am afraid that the people of the world will ......"

Without waiting for Fusu to finish speaking, Qin Shi Huang waved his hand and directly interrupted what Fusu wanted to say next, and his tone was a little stern, "Okay, eat first!" ”

This Fusu, since he grew up, has not said a word to make him happy. If you want Fusu to talk about it any longer, you won't be in the mood to eat.

Seeing that Qin Shi Huang didn't want to deal with his eldest brother, Hu Hai picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth with great eyes, and quickly changed the topic, "Father, what kind of meat is this?" Why have I never eaten it before? ”

Qin Shi Huang was really changed the topic by Hu Hai, and laughed twice, "This is the meat." ”

"Rouge?" Hu Hai tilted his head suspiciously, and tasted it again, "But why is this much better than the meat in the palace?" ”

"This is the craft that Mr. taught to Yangwu, I have already asked people to bring the craft back to Xianyang, and in the future, we will be able to eat such delicious pork in Xianyang."

"Really?" Hu Hai's mouth was very sweet, "Mr. knows a lot!" If only my husband could go back to Xianyang with us! ”

Jiang Xia smiled but did not speak, shaking his head while eating.

It is never possible to go to Xianyang when you go to Xianyang.

Moreover, how could he be able to cut pigs with such a craft?

He also accidentally learned that pigs could only gain weight after castration, so he hinted at Xiao He.

Who knows, the chopped pig tastes unexpectedly delicious?

Originally, it was to let the pigs raised by the people grow more fat and sell them for a good price, but who knew that there would be unexpected surprises?

However, since Xiao He was willing to put this kind of good thing on his head, he would not refuse.

Qin Shi Huang pointed to the most inconspicuous black thing on the table, and said to everyone, "You can try this too." ”

Hu Hai didn't say a word, and immediately picked up the things that Qin Shi Huang was pointing to, and he was very well-behaved and obedient.

It's just that the moment he put the ball of food in his mouth, Hu Hai immediately wrinkled his face, almost didn't spit out the dish he had just eaten, and swallowed it hard, "Father, what is this?" Why is it so salty? ”

Salty?

When Fusu heard Hu Hai's evaluation, he immediately put a pair of chopsticks in his mouth.

Like Hu Hai, Fusu also had a bitter face, and almost didn't spit out what he ate in his mouth, "What is this?" ”

"Pickles."

"Pickles?" When Fusu heard this, his brows immediately tightened, and he realized a very serious problem, "My Daqin salt is short and expensive, but the Yangwu County Order uses so much salt to pickle pickles, isn't it a waste?" And ......"

Fusu looked at the wine glasses in front of Jiang Xia and Qin Shi Huang, and his face was full of disapproval, "Moreover, I strictly prohibit brewing wine in Daqin, which is a felony of wasting food. ”

Jiang Xia said in a calm tone, "The eldest son doesn't respect Zhou Li again?" It's not that it's all Confucianism when you open your mouth and close your mouth, why did you mention the law at this time? ”

Jiang Xia seemed to be just a casual complaint, and without waiting for Fusu to answer, he asked rhetorically, "Does the eldest son know how much salt sells for in my Yangwu?" ”

Fusu subconsciously shook his head.

Not to mention how much Yangwu sells, he doesn't know how much Xianyang sells.

"Does the eldest son know what is the limit of salt in my Great Qin?"

Fusu shook his head again.

He only knew that because the output of salt was extremely low, in order to prevent merchants from raising prices, the government would make and sell salt in a unified manner, and the salt should be sold in all parts of the country.

There are strict regulations in these Qin laws.

What is the limit, and how much is the price......

Fusu really didn't know.

Jiang Xia shook his head, "This is all the suffering of the people, if the eldest son really wants to do something for the people, it is useless to read the books of the sages, you still have to understand the people." Otherwise, what the eldest son has learned is just talk on paper. ”

After speaking, Jiang Xia didn't pay attention to Fusu's embarrassed expression, and continued to explain, "The price of salt is not expensive, and the difficult thing is that because the output is low, there are quotas in various places. Once a thing has a quota, it will eventually become unique to the powerful, and the people at the bottom will not be able to buy salt at all. ”

This is not difficult to understand, but Qin Shi Huang and his sons have never been in contact with the people at the bottom, so they don't understand these at all.

Especially in the concept of Fusu, salt is not expensive, how can anyone not afford salt?

Isn't that just buying if you want to?

But after Jiangxia broke so little, Fusu suddenly realized.

The difficulty is not the price, but the limit!

There are some things that you can't buy with money.

Jiang Xia pointed to a large vat in the courtyard that was not a problem for Hu Hai, "In my Yangwu, there are 5 Qin and a half taels of pickles in such a large jar, and there is no limit." So almost every household has such a jar of pickles, and you can eat a little bit every day. ”

Did the people buy pickles? No, they buy salt.

Did the pickle merchant break the law? Not really. Qin Lu just didn't allow salt to be sold privately, and he didn't say that he couldn't sell pickles.

Why not?

Fusu looked at the ordinary vat in the corner of the courtyard with a straight look, and couldn't help but walk over.

Lifting the wooden lid on the large vat, a jar full of pickles, you can still smell the rich salty smell.

With so many pickles, how much salt do you have to put in it, only 5 Qin and a half taels?

So cheap?

"Where did the Yangwu County Order get so much salt? And...... With such a large vat of pickled pickles, will it be bad if it is left for a long time? Is it safe to eat? ”

Jiang Xia rolled his eyes directly, if it weren't for Fusu, he would have wanted to throw out his county government directly, "I can't afford to eat, what do you care about whether it's safe or not?" ”

The problem of Fusu is like some brick makers suggesting not to eat instant noodles often, which is unhealthy.

are so poor that they eat instant noodles every day, who cares if they are healthy or not?

As soon as Jiang Xia's words fell, Hu Hai immediately applauded and applauded, "Mr. is worthy of being a virtuous talent valued by my father!" ”

Jiang Xia turned his head to look at Hu Hai, and couldn't help frowning, and suddenly figured out why he just had a strong sense of disobedience.

The character of Fusu and Hu Hai......

It's completely different from what he imagined!

Fusu is okay, he is ready to be a rotten Confucian, but he is not too surprised.

Ke Huhai ......

Is it really the good-for-nothing tyrant in historical rumors?

Why does it look more like a good kid from the Kwa Kua group?