In the southwest of Jiechi, a large area of brand new salt villages began to be built.

This is the welfare housing of the saltsmiths who "took refuge in Gaojia Village", or it can be called "distribution housing".

The skilled workers who work in Gaojia Village not only have a salary of three taels of silver, but also the treatment of food and accommodation.

The houses made of cement, arranged in a row on the southwest edge of the Jiechi, are all neat and uniform architectural styles, and from a distance, they are neat and uniform, which is pleasing to the eye.

Moreover, for the safety of the skilled workers, a long cement fence was also used around the salt village, and if there were rogues coming to attack, this outer wall could also resist the rogues for a long time.

Inside the salt village, spacious "salt pans" spread out like real farmland.

The scale of this salt pan is a bit big!

As soon as the saltsmiths saw this terrible large salt pan, they couldn't help but think to themselves: How much water does this have to be fetched to dry? Can we get so much water on our shoulders?

A saltsmith carried his own fine soft on his back and moved into this newly paid salt village, and immediately panicked, and saw an engineer with a white hat next to him, so he hurried over: "...... old man"

The white hat turned around, and it was actually Song Yingxing. There is also a "trainee white hat" next to him, who is the one who has just joined Gaojia Village.

Song Yingxing: "What's the matter?" ”

The saltsmith hurriedly said, "Sir, the village you built for us is really beautiful, this is the salt pan...... Did it dig too big? To fill these salt pans with salt water, how many people have to carry them? We...... There weren't that many saltsmiths. ”

Song Yingxing laughed: "So that's the case? Ha, I'm here to solve this problem. ”

The saltsmith had a bewildered expression: "The old man is coming to help us carry water?" ”

Wang Zheng: "Poof! ”

Song Yingxing's expression suddenly looked a little melon, but no problem, he had seen too many such things on the road of Gaojia Village's expansion.

Song Yingxing: "Call all the saltsmiths over and get ready to see our latest machines." ”

The saltsmith shouted a few times, and the whole salt village came.

Seeing that everyone was coming, Song Yingxing also hurriedly arranged technical workers and began to install the machine.

Soon they installed a strange huge machine by the lake, with a steam engine in the middle of it, which was used to power it. There are a lot of machines, wheels, rockers and other things connected to it.

The saltsmiths don't understand it!

Even Wang Zheng, a newcomer, has to have a cute expression and study modestly.

Song Yingxing said loudly: "This thing is called 'steam water pump', you are all optimistic, with this in the future, you will no longer need to carry the water in the solution pond into the salt pan with your shoulders." ”

With that, he opened the lid of the steam engine, threw a few pieces of coal into it, and lit it......

The steam maneuvered, kept rotating, driving the machine to rotate, and then with a rocker, the rocker pushed the pumping device, only to hear a loud sound, and the pipe carried on the machine pumped up the lake water and injected it into the large salt pan next to it.

When the saltsmiths saw this, they couldn't help but exclaim with an "wow".

The machine worked tirelessly, and the water in the unraveling pool was constantly sucked up and spit into the salt pan, and it didn't take long for a large salt pan to fill the pond with water.

Song Yingxing put away the pipe and said to the saltsmiths with a smile: "How is it?" Are you still worried that this large salt pan will not be filled with water? ”

Saltsmiths: "Master's Skill! With this pumping machine, we can definitely produce several times more salt than before. ”

Song Yingxing clapped his hands: "Then come on, let's make more." Soon, your wage reform will also come, and in the future, instead of paying dead wages, you will first set a basic salary, and then calculate the bonus according to the amount of salt you make. ”

When the saltsmiths heard this, they said, "Huh? Can it still be like this? ”

Song Yingxing smiled: "How can you do it otherwise?" Tell me yourself, if you produce 1,000 catties of salt in a month, and another person only produces 500 catties, and he gets the same salary as you, can you bear it? ”

Saltsmiths: "This ...... I can't stand it. ”

Song Yingxing: "That's right! ”——

The spring of Chongzhen's fifth year has arrived.

The season of revival......

This year is really a good year, since last winter, God has been enjoying a rain from time to time, and in spring, it is a spring rain, which makes people overjoyed.

Shaanxi and Shanxi, all the places that have suffered from drought for several years, seem to have been redeemed this year, countless displaced people, begging in the city, resolutely returned to their nests, took out the grain that would rather starve to death than be willing to eat, and began spring sowing.

The people's will is certain, and it will be difficult for the rogues!

He had crossed the river and returned to the mud department in Shaanxi, where he was beaten by Hong Chengchou several times in a row, and he was almost unable to take care of himself. In the past, the rogues ran away when they lost, and as they ran, they were able to regather their forces and threaten more troops.

But when God appreciates the rain, this trick will not work.

The common people who have land to plant would rather fight to the death than follow the mud.

I couldn't get mixed up without mud, so I had to kill my subordinates Winged Tiger and Zijin Dragon with my own hands, and begged to surrender to the court.

Well, there are smart people in the rogues, too.

In the first month of the fifth year of Chongzhen, the monkey mixed with the sky, disguised as a rice merchant to enter Yijun County, and seized the county seat at night. Then they occupied Baoan and Heshui counties.

Hong Chengchou transferred Cao Wenzhao and Zhang Quanchang to suppress it.

In February, Ke Feitian and Hao Lin'an attacked Qingyang.

In April, the mud rose again, set up 17 posts and 64 villages in Xichuan, and attacked Mizhi and Jiazhou. Hong Chengchou ordered Wang Chengen, the general soldier of Shaanxi, to gather 3,000 soldiers to fight, and was beheaded after the defeat of the mud.

At this time, Bai Kite, who was on a business trip in Jishan County, was holding a stack of military intelligence reports in his hand, and when he saw the news that "Bu Dip" was killed, he couldn't help but sigh a little: "Buddy is finally dead, an old friend for many years." ”

The three words "old friend" startled Mo Xiaoqiang next to him: "Oh, Mr. Bai, you ...... What did you just say? ”

The white kite smiled: "Hahaha, I'm laughing, it's actually an old opponent." In the first year of Chongzhen, he passed through Huanglong Mountain and attacked my Baijiabao with a large group of rogues, and we desperately defended it, and there have been many fights since then. ”

Mo Xiaoqiao breathed a sigh of relief: "Scared me, it turned out to be like this." ”

White Kite: "Don't worry about the Liukou, let's do a good job of spring sowing in Jishan County, how is your newly built fertilizer factory now?" ”

Mo Xiaoqian smiled: "Mr. Tuobai and Miss San's blessing, my fertilizer factory is progressing very smoothly, and now it has begun to produce fertilizer in large quantities, this time spring sowing, my fertilizer has come in handy." ”