For the next few days, Ying Zheng ate the diet Meng Fan had specially prepared for him and did a lot of exercise.
These activities included the farm work Meng Fan had assigned him.
Ying Zheng truly felt that this kid was using the excuse of losing weight for him to make him work for him!
But his body was getting more and more relaxed, so he couldn't find a reason to reject Meng Fan's arrangement.
On this day, at the dining table.
Seeing Ying Zheng eat the vegetables in his bowl expressionlessly, Meng Fan said,""Old Zhao, haven't you gotten used to eating diet meals these days?”
Ying Zheng remained silent and ignored him.
"Old Zhao, didn't you send the letter home? Xianyang is not far from here. Why hasn't he replied yet?”Meng Fan tried to probe again." You didn't lie about the hundred gold compensation you set for me, did you?"”
Hearing his words, Ying Zheng finally opened his mouth and rolled his eyes,""What's the hurry? There will be news soon!"
"Don't worry, kid! I won't go back on my word!”After eating vegetables for so many days, Ying Zheng had changed the way he addressed him from little friend to little boy.
Now, whenever Ying Zheng saw Meng Fan, he would think of vegetable leaves.
"Hehe, I'm just asking. Don't be anxious.”Meng Fan smiled awkwardly." So, what kind of business do you do?" Tell me, maybe I have a way to make you earn more.”
"Didn't I tell you that you can do any business?" Ying Zheng said impatiently. Why are you still asking? Is it annoying?"
"Don't get agitated, don't get agitated. I mean, what kind of business do you focus on?”Meng Fan said carefully.
Old Zhao refused to reveal any information about him, so Meng Fan was worried.
He still remembered the reminder You Zhi gave him.
Old Zhao and Old Wang were still suspects, so he took the opportunity to ask more questions.
Now, Ying Zheng was eating diet meals every day, and alcohol was banned, so what reason did he have to say that he drank too much?
If not now, when?
This kid, he was still asking questions!
Ying Zheng was a little puzzled. He had already scolded Bai Heng. It was all his fault for alerting Meng Fan, making him so difficult to deal with.
After pondering for a moment, Ying Zheng said," I made my fortune by selling salt. After I moved to Xianyang, I still maintained my salt trade. Not long ago, I heard that there were a few empty salt wells in Longxi. So, I brought Old Wang to take a look."”
"Who would have thought that we would meet you instead of the salt well?”Ying Zheng said regretfully, pretending to be unlucky.
Salt seller?
Meng Fan was stunned, but then he realized that the Qin Dynasty's control over salt wasn't that strong. It wasn't until the Han Dynasty that the court took back the right to sell salt and forbade the private sale of salt.
According to Old Zhao's explanation, it made sense that he was so rich.
Selling salt was a lucrative business. Without salt in their daily lives, the people would not have the strength to work.
As a necessity, the importance of salt was self-evident.
That was why the imperial court had strict control over salt.
But Meng Fan was a little puzzled. Would Longxi have a salt well?
Although he was puzzled, he still dispelled some of his doubts about Ying Zheng.
"Why?" Ying Zheng asked with a faint smile. Do you know a few undiscovered salt wells?”
The reason why he said he was in the salt business was to dampen Meng Fan's spirit, so that he wouldn't have to brag in front of him because he had a lot of ideas in his head.
After such a long period of development, the salt wells that could be developed had all been developed.
Profit-seeking merchants had also thought of many ways to minimize costs. Ying Zheng was sure that Meng Fan could only provide the undiscovered salt wells, but he couldn't come up with any other way.
Just as he was about to admire Meng Fan's helpless expression, Meng Fan chuckled.""Speaking of salt, I can really give you some ideas.”
"Wait for me." Meng Fan said, then got up and walked into the house.
Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, Does this kid really have a few undiscovered salt mines in his hands?
Wang Jian by the side was also puzzled,"I'd like to see what this brat can do."”
After a while, Meng Fan came out holding a small bottle.
"What do you think of this salt?" Meng Fan placed the small bottle in front of Ying Zheng and smiled at him.
Giving him a suspicious glance, Ying Zheng picked up the small bottle in front of him.
The bottle was very ordinary. It was just a small wooden bottle that ordinary people used to store things. However, there were a few holes on it.
She shook it curiously, and a rustling sound came from inside.
Ying Zheng directly twisted open the bottle cap, and took out some of the things inside.
"This is…salt?" Looking at the pure white grains falling into his palm, Ying Zheng was stunned." How can there be such snow-white salt?”
This was because the ancient refining technology was limited.
The salt that ordinary people ate was usually blackish-yellow in color. This was because it contained more impurities and tasted bitter in comparison.
As for the rich families with higher status, they ate salt with relatively higher purity.
But even so, the salt was still light green in color, and this was the kind of salt that Ying Zheng usually ate.
He had never seen the snow-white salt before!
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