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Wen Fei had expected such a situation, so he didn't even lock the carriage, so he wrapped it around the wire. Uncle Zhang followed Wen Fei's instructions, came to the door of the carriage, and cut the wire with a sword. I opened the door suddenly, and I saw that the whole car was full of stuffed things.

In order to save space, Wen Fei welded a water tank in the back compartment, which contained two tons of wine, that is, four thousand catties. It is equivalent to more than 5,000 catties of Song Jin. It doesn't take up much space, it's probably just two squares.

The rest of the space is full of all kinds of goods, which makes people dazzled.

Uncle Zhang was curious, and stabbed open a woven bag with his sword, and saw something as thin as sand flowing down with white flowers.

Although the others were afraid, they were also very curious, and they watched from afar. With such a big movement here, I don't know how many people have been alarmed. Looking at it from afar near Zhang's camp.

Zhang Sanweng frowned and commanded. The manpower of the big family was really well-trained, and they immediately pulled up and pressed the sword, driving the people away from afar. Then he pulled up the curtain again and isolated a qiē. Only then did I see the fine white (actually a sensitive word, sweat) powder flowing out of the noise. I couldn't help but ask, "What are these things?"

Wen Fei smiled slightly: "You can taste it and you'll know!"

Zhang Sanweng didn't continue to speak, but when he saw that Zhang Shuye really dipped a little powder in his mouth, he couldn't help but be shocked, and complained in his heart that his nephew was too reckless. How can such an unknown source be put in your mouth casually?

Before he finished complaining in his heart, he heard Uncle Zhang shouting at night. The frightened Zhang Sanweng trembled in his heart, but heard Uncle Zhang shouting: "This is salt, this is salt." Salt better than that green and white salt!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Sanweng completely left the complaints just now. Although his nephew is an official and does not take care of the family business, he can't be wrong with this salt, right? Hurriedly went up, pinched a little, and put it in the palm of his hand to take a look, but saw that this salt was actually thinner than sand. Dip it lightly and put it in your mouth, and it melts in your mouth, only pure saltiness, but no trace of impurities. I couldn't help but shout: "Good salt, good fragrant salt ......!"

How can salt taste its flavor? For modern people who don't take refined salt seriously, this salt is just that taste, and it's not a big deal. But for the ancients, there was no other messy taste in this salt, it was too rare!

Zhang Sanweng has been engaged in private salt trading for a long time, so he is naturally very proficient in salt. When I opened a package, I saw that the salt was as white as snow and as fine as sea sand, and there was not even a little impurity in it. Suddenly exclaimed: "How is this possible? How can there be such white salt in the world?"

Wen Fei felt that there was nothing big of a deal, such as the fact that there are many adjectives in modern times. For example, white like salt, fine clouds like salt. But this ancient salt is not so white!

Needless to say, sea salt is boiled in a large pot with seawater, and finally those crystals are salt. It will inevitably be doped with some other impurities, including magnesium chloride, magnesium sulfate, magnesium carbonate and various elements such as potassium, iodine, sodium, and bromine. The taste is inevitably bitter, and with the dust and mud and other debris that go into the boiling or transportation process, there are even more impurities in the salt.

It is Qingbai salt, which is also a mineral salt from natural salt ponds, although there are fewer impurities in it than sea salt. But it won't be without, and Wen Fei's bag of salt in front of him looks like snow, and there is no impurities mixed with it, and not even a little black spot can be seen.

Ten bags of salt, one hundred kilograms each. That's another two thousand pounds. These are all table salt, Wen Fei actually stupidly opened the small bags of refined salt with his hands, put them into these woven bags without any marks, and added a layer of plastic film. That's how I got this big bag of salt.

This time, time was pressing, and Wen Fei only brought these two kinds of goods. Some others were not brought.

Until the shock was enough, Zhang Sanweng walked to the side of the cab and said to Wen Fei: "Immortal Master, where do you have any more salt?"

Wen Fei said with a big grin: "How much do you want!" In modern times, this salt is very cheap, it is everywhere, and it is simpler than wine.

In this Song Dynasty, the price of salt was extremely high, and there was even a saying that a bucket of rice can be exchanged for a pound of salt. As mentioned earlier, this bucket is more than nine catties, nearly ten catties of grain.

When the Great Song Dynasty opened the country, the price of salt was still low, and it was only 15 wen per catty sold to the mainland. Now the price of salt in Kaifeng has risen to more than 200 wen, but that is the mainland.

The place of Mule and Horse is not far from the salt-producing Western Xia, so the price is also very low. It is only seven or eight cents per catty, but when it is bought in the mainland, it will be nearly 20 times more per catty.

explained this truth to Wen Fei in detail, and Wen Fei suddenly had a bitter face. It turns out that this salt is not easy to sell in this place at all! Seven or eight cents per catty, which is equivalent to two or three yuan in RMB, is smuggled in time and space, and the profit is not a hundred times that of smuggling, and I am embarrassed to mention it to others. This only earns double the price......

Looking at Wen Fei's face, Zhang Sanweng muttered in his heart, it seems that this immortal master is really not very cannibalistic. I can't even figure out these joints!

But he said to Wen Fei: "Immortal Master, if you can transport the salt to Tokyo, this will be hundreds of times the profit!"

Wen Fei scoffed, for a few bags of salt, I ran thousands of miles from Lanzhou to Kaifeng. Not to mention thousands of miles, the main reason is that in ancient times, not to mention the highway, there was no better smooth road. It is estimated that it is not halfway through, and this second-hand box will be scrapped.

However, listening to Zhang Sanweng repeatedly mention Tokyo Bianliang (Kaifeng), Wen Fei was also interested. When the people of the Northern Song Dynasty talk about Tokyo, it is as if they are in heaven and earth. In the future, I will also travel and take a few photos by the way.

Those rich idlers have nothing to do to travel everywhere, and they have the ability to travel to the Northern Song Dynasty Tokyo City? Thinking of this, I suddenly thought that it was Chen Niwan and their master and apprentice, and they seemed to go to Bianliang, and I would look for them when I went.

And this Northern Song Dynasty people are really, it's okay to scream in Tokyo. Every time I think of Little Japan, I don't know if it's called Kaifeng, or it's more pleasant to call Bianliang!

"If the immortal master can directly help us ship the salt to Ezhou or Tokyo. I'm willing to pay a price of 100 wen a catty!" Zhang Sanweng said with a move in his heart.

"No, one hundred and fifty wen!" Zhang Shuye suddenly spoke.