I slept again until I slept naturally, and when I opened my eyes, I saw Xiao Cui standing next to the bed, he was startled, "Xiao Cui, what are you doing here?" ”

"Master, of course I'm here to serve you."

Since Xiaocui became a female swineherd, she has changed her household registration, her personality has become more open, her courage has become much greater, and she has become more and more smart. Kong Fang turned over and got out of bed, he has not been used to being served by others, although Xiaocui is a little beauty, beautiful and delicious.

Xiaocui said half-seriously and half-coquettishly: "Master, you just let me serve once, I can do it, I can serve our little sow well, it likes me." ”

Belch......

Kong Fang suddenly discovered that Xiaocui and Ximen Feixue were in the same group.

"Xiaocui, why do you want to come back today? Is there something going on on the pig farm? ”

Xiao Cui shook her head, "The pig farm is fine." I just want to see the master. I've heard over there that you have a lot of things, such as going up the mountain to fight bandits, making cement, building roads, and so on. ”

"I've heard a lot, and I want to come back to see my lord."

"Silly boy." Kong Fang touched Xiao Cui's hair.

Xiao Cui lowered her head shyly, "Master, Xiao Cui is no longer a child." ”

Well, it's not a kid anymore.

Kong Fang's gaze swept over, although the speed was fast, but with countless small hooks.

Xiao Cui's face instantly turned crimson, and she bit her lip and whispered, "Master, don't look at people like this." If you let Madame know, she'll hit you. ”

Kong Fang did not restrain himself when he heard this, but showed a lewd smile on his face, can he avoid the eyes and ears of his wife, and Xiaocui will let the master see it like this?

Xiao Cui's ears were red, she quickly pulled away, and if she didn't leave, she was worried that her soul would be hooked away by the old man's eyes, and she suddenly turned around when she ran out of the door.

"Master, there are two gentlemen surnamed Wu who have been waiting for you for almost an hour, please hurry up and meet you."

Kong Fang slapped his head and forgot about the matter.

Speaking of martial arts, yesterday brought Kong Fang's words back to his father, the more the samurai was nervous, and even couldn't sleep all night. Because he couldn't guess the purpose of the hole.

Kong Fang used clever tricks to help the martial family break the case, and since ancient times, he said: The yamen is open, and there is no reason to come in without money. His family has been a salt merchant for generations and has dealt with a lot of officialdom, so he is naturally well versed in the dirty heart of being an official.

However, Kong Fang refused to accept five hundred taels of silver tickets on the spot, and said a beautiful word, which seemed to be different from other officials.

He seemed to care more about fame, so in order to cater to him, he immediately mobilized the children of the Wu clan to the construction site, and even sent out the martial arts.

I thought that I had caught the pulse of Lord Zhixian, but yesterday evening, Wu sent back the words that made him panic again.

He is not afraid of Kong Fang's extortion, but he is afraid that he has too much appetite. Salt merchants have always been fat, and in order to keep it from falling into the mouths of others, the samurai family has been walking on thin ice for generations.

Although Kong Zhixian is young, he is smart and agile, and he is by no means comparable to Zhu Dachang and others. This kind of official is the most terrifying, they often kill people without seeing blood.

stayed up all night, and in the end I could only comfort myself with a nonsense: it was a blessing or a curse, and it was a disaster that could not be avoided.

He carried 5,000 taels of silver tickets and came to the county office early, hoping that his sincerity and silver tickets would allow the martial family to escape the catastrophe. In fact, he was mentally prepared, as long as the martial arts family could accept it, he would agree to any conditions for Kong Fang.

The father and son waited for an hour, but the magistrate did not show up for a long time, and even Wu Xiang, who had blamed his father for his unfounded worries, began to be worried.

The father and son were not sitting or standing in the living room, and there was a sadness in their hearts about being slaughtered.

Kong Fang didn't know the worries of the Wu father and son, and after washing up, he hurried to the living room.

"Let Boss Wu wait for a long time, ashamed, ashamed......" As soon as he entered the door, he took the initiative to express his apologies with both hands, and his attitude was sincere and not hypocritical at all.

The father and son of the martial family hurriedly got up to greet each other.

All kinds of rainbow farts sprayed Kong Fang like no money, making him fall full of color. Kong Fang is not far behind, picking up good words.

The two sides blew each other in business, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious, as if they were friends who had not seen each other for many years, and then Kong Fang invited the father and son to sit down.

He took out a small cloth bag and handed it to the Wu father and son.

"You two, see what this is?"

The father and son looked over to see that the bag was as white as snow. The father and son are inexplicable, why did the adults give them a bag of snow?

But they are even more puzzled about how the adults are preserving the snow after the first snow of this winter has already melted.

Wu Cheng touched the bag and whispered, "Father, this snow is not cold." ”

The more the samurai heard this, he also reached out to touch it, and sure enough, it was not as cold as the winter snow, "My lord, what kind of treasure is this?" ”

Sure enough, the people are old and fine, and the samurai guessed that this thing was extraordinary.

Kong Fang smiled, "You taste it." ”

The more hesitant the samurai became, the origin of this thing is unknown, even if it is a treasure, it is not easy to send it directly to the mouth, right? After all, Wu Cheng was young, and he didn't think much about his father, so he twisted it a little bit with his hand and licked it with the tip of his tongue......

His eyes widened suddenly, his face full of shock.

"Father, this is salt!"

Is it salt?!

The more the samurai almost gave the samurai a big shudder. Lao Tzu has played with salt all his life, don't you know what salt looks like? If they're salt, what are we selling?

"Father, it's really salt!"

Wu Cheng twisted a little more salt and put it in his mouth, and after trying it, he was even more convinced that the contents of the bag were not snow, but salt. The more the samurai listened to his son's words, the more he tried it himself.

He imitated the martial arts, twisting a little salt and putting it on the tip of his tongue.

He was equally shocked when the salt touched the tip of his tongue, and it was indeed salt. Not only is it as white as snow, but it also doesn't have the bitter taste of coarse salt.

They have almost subverted his perception for most of his life.

He had never seen salt so white, fine, pure. The salt merchant of the samurai family for generations, he suddenly discovered that the salt sold by the samurai family for generations was not salt at all.

"My lord, where did you get this salt?"

His voice trembled, and it was evident how excited he was. This salt is a treasure in the world, and the point is that he vaguely guessed the purpose of the county magistrate's summons.

Kong Fang still smiled and did not answer.

The more the samurai became an old fox in the mall, he instantly realized that he had asked a question that he shouldn't have asked, so he confessed in a curt.

Kong Fang waved his hand to indicate that he was defenseless,

"Lao Wu, you are a businessman, and a businessman is profitable; Although I am the county magistrate of Qinghe, the Fang family is not only a landlord, but also a businessman, so our nature is the same. ”

"I'll tell you plainly, my salt doesn't come from any salt mine, but I have extracted it from coarse salt by some mysterious technique.

If I want to produce fine salt in large quantities, I must first have enough coarse salt; At the same time, if I produce fine salt in large quantities, I must also sell it in exchange for the silver of the white flowers.

Unfortunately, both of these are my shortcomings. I heard that the samurai family has been salt merchants for generations, so you must have your own mature sources of coarse salt and sales channels......