The wheel of history is rolling forward under the impetus of countless little people.

Many fish looked at Wang Jian dressed in the morning glow, riding a tall horse, escorting the salt transport vehicle to Xianyang.

This is the first pot of well salt in the west of the stream, and all of it is dedicated to the king of Qin.

"Juzi." After Mao Sui saw that the convoy of Wang Jian and others was getting farther away, he took out a bamboo tube from his arms and quickly put it in the hands of many fish.

"Salt." Mao then made a mouth shape and did not make a sound.

Many fish pointed to the convoy in the distance, and Mao nodded slightly.

"Thank you." Lots of fish in the sleeve.

In the evening, Zhuo Ran and Yaduo went down the mountain together.

Zhuo Ran didn't say a word, put a black stone lightly at the door of the study with many fish, and quietly left.

Yaduo: "This is the first stone that comes out when the black water spews out. ”

Immediately, Yado calmly put a thick round bamboo tube on the table of many fish: "This is the black water collected by the clan, aunt, Abba and Dawu, one tube for each person." ”

Everyone felt that the first pot of well salt should be offered to many fish, but there was the king of Qin.

In the end, everyone was not reconciled, so they expressed their respect in their own way.

Many of the fish put these two things away: "The king's reply should arrive soon." ”

Yaduo put down the stick, she had already begun to learn the small seal, but the pen and ink were precious, so she practiced in the sand pit first.

"How will King Qin praise us?"

Many fish bowed their heads to sort out the messages coming from everywhere, and said casually: "I wrote a book for you, asking for a share of the profits." Until he sees the finished salt, the king will agree. ”

A salt well that doesn't know whether it can produce salt, doesn't know the yield and quality, is it expensive to share profits to maintain the harmony of the land of Bashu?

Yaduo immediately turned red, hugged many fish, and said categorically: "No matter what King Qin decides, you are my aunt, the most popular Qin person in the western part of the stream!" ”

Many fish rubbed Yado's face: "They are all big girls, and they will be married in the coming year, so be more solemn." ”

Yaduo blinked her big watery eyes: "Who called you my aunt?" ”

Many fish are young, and there are many nephews and nieces, and after a few years, maybe they will be elders and become grandmother-level figures.

"You came early, and you have to take care of the ten young people sent by the clan, and they will be your right-hand men in the future."

Yaduo restrained her coquettishness, her eyes full of firmness: "Abba said that without brothers, you can't support the village." They are the opposite-sex brothers that Abba and the Great Witch found for me! ”

Many fish gave Yaduo a vaccination: "Bashu has abundant salt and brine reserves, and King Qin will never be satisfied with a salt well." In terms of honor and honor, there may be other villages that surpass you. ”

Yaduo looked unwilling: "But we are the first!" ”

"So you'll get a hundred percent of the salt profits. This is not King Qin's generosity, it is our information gap. Yado, we can eat a leg of lamb, but we can't eat the whole sheep. ”

Yaduo scribbled on the sand pool in a huff.

Many fish did not comfort the future owner of the village, and the Ba people were straightforward, not stupid.

What's more, is this little girl really angry? It's just that she is a little daughter, constantly testing the bottom line of many fish.

As night fell, thick clouds obscured the full moon, and several figures shuttled through the jungle in the shadows of the trees.

"Owner of the village, the salt field is ahead!"

A few dark shadows climbed to the top of the mountain, and with the help of the faint moonlight, they looked down on the silent saltworks in the valley.

Salt, what a word that touches the nerves of the Ba people.

Two tribes, the head will be broken by a jar of salt.

A small jar of salt can be exchanged for several healthy mothers-in-law in their prime.

Nowadays, a pot of black water, after boiling and distillation, can be turned into white salt, which is a miracle!

"The owner of the village!" The eyes of a dark shadow, glowing greedily in the moonlight, were like wolves hiding in the jungle, staring intently at their prey.

The owner of the village: "You go back first, and bring more people to step on it tomorrow night." ”

After the black shadows jumped back, the figure of the owner of the village went straight into a spacious stone house in the western part of the stream.

When the rooster screeches at the first rays of the sun, the whole valley wakes up from its slumber.

"Amu, are you going to work?" The old man opened the door and asked the neighbor.

The sturdy man wiped his face and hands clean with hot water, and then handed the precious linen cloth to the woman beside him.

"Uncle, yes. Don't dare to go late, Lord Zhuo will deduct his wages. ”

The old man smiled and said, "If you don't do it, you just don't do it." My dog Ji Erri hunted yesterday and hunted several fat pheasants. Isn't that better than going to work? ”

Amu smiled and chewed the chestnut rice cake slowly: "Brother Ji Erri is the best hunter in the village. I'm not as good as him. ”

After eating the chestnut rice crackers, Amu hurried down the mountain to start work.

The old man spat at Amu's back and scolded softly: "The slaves of the Qin people sell the things of their ancestors. I'm afraid that if I get under the skirt of the little demon girl of the Qin people, I won't be able to get out. ”

The old man scolded so badly that the woman couldn't help choking: "The female monarch is the righteous sister of the owner of the village, you arrange her like this, if you have the courage to go up to the owner of the village and the witch!" ”

The old man was knocked out, and his face was flushed: "The owner of the village sells his ancestors, and sooner or later someone will clean him up." If my dog Ji Erri became the owner of the village, these salt ponds would all be in our village! Why bother to be a cow and a horse for the Qin people? ”

The woman rolled her eyes, lifted the barrel and went into the house, slamming the door shut to block out the foul language outside.

Amu was stopped by the old man and delayed for a while, and by the time he came to the salt well, his companions had already arrived.

"Hee-hee, Amu, was you troubled by the old man?" A passing companion gossip asked.

Amu took off his outer robe, and began to burn the fire with his naked upper body: "You have seen it, why don't you relieve me of the siege?" ”

The companion waved his hand again and again: "I'm afraid of putting myself in." If it weren't for the fact that the dog Ji Erri is so powerful, I would have wanted to beat the old man up a long time ago. ”

Although the Amu people are honest, their eyes are bright: "Dog Ji can't compete with the owner of the village every day, and his family is uncomfortable." As long as we follow the owner of the village and the female monarch and make our lives as good as possible, it is the greatest revenge for them. ”

"I inquired with the Qin people a few days ago, there are salt workers in Daqin, and life is very hard, and some prisoners work, but they don't have any wages."

"The lady has a good heart. The Qin soldiers are so powerful, they wiped out our tribe......"

"In the past few days, there are still people in the village muttering, saying that the salt field should have been ours, and the female monarch had fraudulently obtained it."

Amu frowned, and instructed his companions: "Remember those people, lest they do harm to the salt factory." ”

"Quick! The female monarch and the owner of the village are here, don't let the female monarch think that we are lazy. The sharp-eyed saltman saw many fish and others from a distance, and hurriedly informed his companions.

Every few days, many fish come up the mountain to check on the situation. After Wang Jian left, he had to go up the mountain almost every day.