"The minister seconded the proposal!"

"The minister seconded the proposal!"

Han Fei, Ying Yao and others also waved their hands and announced in unison.

Zhang Liang still muttered to himself: "Then how should this official and business system be implemented?" How can the whaling industry be restricted......"

"Also, I feel that it should be difficult to open up Baiyue's trade routes just by relying on candles and the clothes and food that Daqin has every day."

When Ying Zheng and Zhao Zihu heard this, they secretly exchanged glances, and they all laughed. They knew that what Zhang Liang said was that Baiyue was very different from the life of the Central Plains......

The climate over there is humid and hot, and the mountains and rivers are full of miasma, so maybe they don't need much of the things that Daqin eats, at most, the candle can be valued by the Baiyue people.

The candle with a brighter light at night makes it easy to walk in the mist of the mountains!

Zhao Zihu didn't say anything more, summoned Zhao Gao, begged for the half of the Wuyi Dahong robe that he had left before, and began to boil water to make tea leisurely.

Ying Zheng saw Zhao Zihu's move, and understood that the baby wanted to be a witness, so he immediately asked Zhao Gao to take out the cursive scroll of the official and business system that had been prepared earlier, and wanted Chun Yuyue to circulate it.

And he didn't have to be idle to watch the lords and ministers make a fuss about the cursive script, and asked Zhang Liangdao: "I heard that Zhang Qing has traveled all over the world, have you ever seen the true face of Baiyue people?" ”

"The description is withered, sluggish, deep-set eyes, and abrupt mouth, which is no different from the Maomin mentioned in the classics!" Zhang Liang did not hesitate, and answered seriously and quickly.

"Do you know, why are Baiyue people like this?"

"Could it be that it is not only due to the situation of their generation?"

"Yes! The state of birth and nourishment is only part of the reason. The most important thing is diet, there are already shortcomings......"

Without waiting for Zhang Liang to say anything more, Ying Zheng asked again: "Zhang Qing has eaten the delicious food cooked by my son Tiger, has he noticed anything?" Like the taste of salt? ”

"This salt? It seems to be more delicate than what I have eaten before, and the trace of bitterness is gone. ”

Although he realized that the emperor and his son must be going to show some wonderful things again, Zhang Liang still carefully recalled and answered.

"Ho! Has Zhang Qing ever had some illusions of astringent eyes and palpitations? ”

Zhang Liang's eyes widened, he did have this feeling, and not once or twice, most of the people he has seen have such signs, but he didn't care too much about it before, he just thought that everyone was too tired in life and didn't eat well enough.

"Your Majesty is trying to say that the salt we eat is poisonous?"

Ying Zheng didn't say anything more, only nodded at Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao understood, turned around and left, walked past the kneeling lords, and picked up a tray in a corner of the palace.

On the tray was a small red clay stove that was like Zhao Zihu boiling water at this time, a small copper pot for cooking tea, a common salt, and a few others were black charcoal crumbles, fine sand, coarse gravel, as well as small funnels, small gauze, etc.

Zhang Liang looked at Zhao Fuling and returned to the emperor with this matter, and was puzzled. Look at the master Han Fei again, as well as the lords and ministers, but they are all used to seeing each other, and they are still immersed in studying the cursive script.

"Let's take a closer look!" Ying Zheng greeted Zhang Liang again, and personally sorted out the many bamboo slips in front of him, vacated the space, and asked Zhao Gao to put down the tray.

At this time, it is not a bad time to assassinate the tyrant......

Zhang Liang walked quickly to the emperor, and the moment he knelt down and sat down, such a thought instinctively burst out in his heart. But glancing at the clan stubborn tiger beside the two of them, he secretly laughed at himself for taking it for granted.

Then, his attention was attracted by the emperor's movements, and his initial incomprehension gradually turned into surprise and shock.

I can finally be like a coward, and carry out a so-called "popular science"!

Ying Zheng was secretly happy in his heart and began to operate in front of Zhang Liang, but his movements were still a little stumbling.

He first boiled the coarse salt with water, and then snatched the tea bowl in the baby's hand and poured out the salt water for later use.

"Father? You......"

Zhao Zihu was not polite, and threw a roll of his eyes at Yingzheng.

Ying Zheng ignored it, took the small funnel that Zhao Gao tied with gauze for him, and held it in the air.

He first poured a little fine sand into a funnel, and then black charcoal, then coarse sand, all just a little.

Zhang Liang stretched his neck and glanced at the funnel, and the three things were more than half of the funnel.

Seeing his curiosity, Ying Zheng squinted and smiled, and said, "This! The cowardly baby once said that it is a simple filter! ”

But the First Emperor is a bearded man who is close to two meters and has a little black face, and when he squints and laughs, it is really not kind at all, but there is a sense of ruthlessness that he wants to draw his sword and cut people at any time.

Zhang Liang suddenly felt a chill down his spine, his throat rolled, and he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva fiercely.

Ying Zheng didn't care, and then put the cup that had previously held coarse salt under the mouth of the funnel, then took the tea bowl and quickly poured the salt water into the funnel.

After a while, seeing that the coarse brine was filtered and roasted into a delicate and bright salt flower over a slow fire, Zhang Liang hissed and gasped: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" This, this is ......"

"Refined salt! When the baby was eight years old, he suddenly said. If you continue to use your food like this, you will have to get sick if you don't get sick! Then, I made this ......"

Later, this refined salt was used in Xianyang Palace. At that time, it was a plan for the Six Nations, so this thing should naturally not be leaked! Unexpectedly, this delay came at this time. ”

When Zhang Liang heard this, his eyes turned rapidly, his breathing became more and more rapid, and he asked: "I don't believe it!" Since refined salt is of great use, how can His Majesty leave it behind? And why not promote it after unification? ”

When he said this, Zhao Gao and Han Fei all shouted and reprimanded.

"Zhang Liang! Shut ......"

"You're so presumptuous!"

Ying Zheng raised his hand to stop the two and stared at Zhang Liang: "You want to say that I am hypocritical?" Strange that I am not considerate of my subjects......"

"Do you know the output of pond salt and well salt? Don't you know that Qi has achieved a temporary hegemony because of sea salt? ”

Zhang Liang's head "buzzed", and when he saw the emperor's somewhat stunned side face, he muttered unexpectedly: "Could it be that Your Majesty's eastern tour also has the intention of inspecting the salt industry." ”

Of course, he knew that the output of pond salt and well salt in the inland of Daqin was not optimistic, so that the ministers with low titles could not eat salt every day, and the common people of Qianshou could only eat salt once every five days.

Ying Zheng didn't pay attention to what Zhang Liang thought, took the tea bowl handed by the baby, took a sip, and closed his eyes. His meaning was self-evident, and Zhao Gao immediately turned his head and proclaimed.

"Zhuqing, let's go back and rest first. The policy of the government and business, the matter of salt production and fishing, will be discussed tomorrow morning......"

Zhang Liang was stunned, he also wanted to discuss the method of mass production of refined salt with the emperor's father and son. The kind of days and nights!

But now, he could only sigh faintly, and waved his hand to retreat.

"Wait for the resignation!" Chun Yuyue also returned the cursive script, and slowly withdrew from the palace with Ying Yao and others.

When the lords and ministers were far away, Yingzheng drank another bowl of tea before he said, "Cowardly! I plan to send Zhang Liang an errand to supervise salt production. ”

He's not talking to you, he's telling you that it's decided......

Zhao Zihu understood, but he didn't feel that it mattered, and only asked jokingly: "This son hasn't given up the idea of assassinating you yet?" ”

"Maxima. It's normal to be unruly! I help you tame it first, and then you take it, and it won't be so prickly. ”

Ying Zheng's words, revealing a strong father's love, really made Zhao Zihu a little unable to adapt.

He pretended to tremble, stood up and left, and said with a smile: "Okay! If you want to use it with the forehead, you can make it clear that there is no need for this. ”

After wandering down the boat, Zhao Zihu had not yet reached the door of the tent when he saw Zhang Liang coldly dodging out of the grass on the side of the road.

"Senior brother! Son! Teach the ovary how to mass-produce refined salt, right? Zhang Liang bowed deeply on the spot, and his tone was excited.

Ay! What a poor child, give my son a little experiment, and he will be stunned......

The corners of Zhao Zihu's mouth were crooked, and he sighed secretly. Of course, he knew that it was not a small experiment that fascinated Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang is not an old scholar or an engineering dog, he is because he cares about the people of the world, so he suddenly became so concerned about salt making......

At that moment, Zhao Zihu frowned and said, "I can teach you all the methods!" But you have one question for you. ”

"Childe, but it's okay to say!"

Zhang Liang is very smart.

Zhao Zihu could see that this son had already guessed.

He didn't need to ask again, but reached out and patted Zhang Liang on the shoulder.

"It's up to you to accept or reject it......

With that, he continued on his way.

Zhang Liang didn't think much about it, and took a step forward to follow.

Knowing that Xiang Liyue was there, Zhang Liang stopped a few steps outside the camp tent, but he stretched his neck curiously, and his eyes followed Zhao Zihu's movements, wanting to look inside.

Zhao Zihu lifted the curtain of the tent, strode in, and soon grabbed a piece of cloth and came out. He directly stuffed things into Zhang Liang's arms and waved his hand to drive people away.

"Go back and digest it yourself! I won't send it. ”

Zhang Liangru received a treasure, holding the cloth in both hands, and waved his hands: "Thank you, son!" The ovary is unrequited. ”

As he spoke, he turned around and walked away, but after taking a few steps, he realized that something didn't seem right, and he turned back suddenly.

"Say hello to my sister-in-law......"

"Greetings?" Zhao Zihu's face turned pale, and he looked left and right, trying to find something to beat people. Empty-handed, he was afraid that he would not be able to control the strength, but instead killed people.

Zhang Liang saw that the situation was not good, so he hurriedly smeared oil on the soles of his feet and ran away.

"What an elm head!" Zhao Zihu looked at the back of the clothes that were gradually messy, laughed and scolded, and turned to enter the account.

The oil lamp in the tent was then blown out, and the sound was like the ebb and flow of the tide at the foot of the mountain.

On the second day, Zhao Zihu had nothing to do, and with Xiangli Yue's aunt and nephew, the cold-blooded Thirteen Eagles, they found a shady place on the island to swim and fish.

Ying Zheng once again summoned all the lords and ministers to the palace for discussion.

Day 3......

Day 4......

The matter is basically finalized, and the royal driver returns to the coast of the East China Sea.

Subsequently, a decree was issued from the imperial tent, and Zhang Liang was temporarily appointed as the salt governor of the East China Sea.

"Minister! Zhang Zifang! Your Majesty Xie......"

In front of Zhao Zihu and the ministers, Zhang Liang took the appointment very happily.

Then, according to the guidance of the cloth, he reclaimed the tidal flats and volcanic rocks around it, and recruited the local people to pick up seawater for pouring.

Yes.

This so-called coast of the East China Sea and the Qilu Peninsula was later called "Wolf Smoke Duntai" by Zhu Yuanzhang, Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, but it is a little-known volcanic city......

In terms of the pattern of future generations, almost half of the cities are distributed with volcanic geological relics, and some have formed active volcanoes for hundreds of millions of years.

The method of refining refined salt, which was not available until the Tang Dynasty, was first and foremost......

The mud and sand poured by seawater on the tidal flat are raked and exposed.

After two to three days of sun exposure, the salt content of the sea mud is already very high, and it begins to show white salt.

Next, the dried salt mud is collected, laid with dry thatch, and rammed into the filter tank.

Then the salt mud is poured into the sea, and after thatching filtration, it will leak into the salt brine pool along the stone cracks of the filter pool.

This is equivalent to the second filter in Yingzheng's small experiment......

After the salt brine in the pool is precipitated and clarified, it is then poured into the volcanic rock salt tank, and the refined salt can be put away after being exposed to the sun for most of the day.

The refined salt obtained in this way, the amount of salt produced by a volcanic salt trough each time is never more than two catties, but it is several times higher than the efficiency of refining refined salt from well salt and pool salt.

Moreover, Ying Zheng also formulated a welfare for these people who refined refined salt, as long as someone in the family became a salt farmer, each household could receive a pound of refined salt every month......

For the Qianshou people who are accustomed to eating bitter salt and brine, it is tantamount to the sound of heaven, and they naturally have to work harder.

Looking at the barefoot people on the tidal flats, even if they were hunched over and knees under the burden, but still smiling on their faces, Zhao Zihu felt a lot of emotion and was very happy.

"Great Qin! It's starting to take a more correct path......"

(End of chapter)