The income of the Great Tang's official salt was meager.
The illegal salt was controlled by the seven sects and five surnames.
Li Shiming wanted to reform the salt tax, but to clean up the salt business, he had to first snatch food from the tiger's mouth. These people were not easy to deal with, not to mention that many of them were Li Shiming's relatives and old friends.
The reform of illegal salt cannot be changed.
The great clans used all sorts of methods to evade taxes.
Therefore, the salt tax revenue in the capital region was negligible.
This was also the reason why Cheng Chumo, the ten-thousand-year-old Salt and Iron Secretary, was so free.
Something's not right!
Why are you talking so much with this kid?
Cheng Chumo quickly shook his head and said to Xiao Fan,"I'm here to talk to you, why are you asking about me?”
"Xiao Fan, I'm telling you, sell Jingdong Mountain back as soon as possible.”
Xiao Fan nodded.
"No need to thank me. Do you want me to go to Minister Xiao's residence to talk about it?" Cheng Chumo said gratefully.”
Xiao Fan shook his head.”
Cheng Chumo was speechless.
Got it.
He wasted his time.
"That's all I have to say.”
With that, he returned to the Salt and Iron Bureau.
Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui were waiting there.
Seeing that Cheng Chumo had returned, he hurriedly asked,"Did that kid sell Jingdong Mountain back?”
Cheng Chumo sighed." It's like a stone in a latrine pit. It's smelly and hard. It's useless to talk for a long time."”
"Forget it. I know that he probably cares about his reputation. No one would admit that they were cheated.”
Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui shook their heads and returned to Taiji Palace.
……
Xiao Fan asked the steward to go to Chang 'an to buy a shop.
This time, the shop was several times bigger than the Bufan Book Shop.
The backyard was analyzing and evaporating fine salt every day.
Li Shi Min was quite busy these few days and rarely went to the Wannian Xiao Manor.
Xiao Fan was used to his father disappearing from time to time and did not feel that it was inappropriate.
Chang 'an, West City.
In front of the salt shop.
Batches of salt were placed in front of the door for sale.
They were all first-class white fine salt.
Soon, it attracted the attention of the crowd.
More and more people gathered.
Especially when he heard that it was free and he could taste some salt.
Mr. Lu had said that there would always be brave warriors who dared to be the first to eat crabs.
For example, the Xiao brothers.
The two of them clasped their hands behind their backs and looked at the servant selling salt in the Xiao Manor.
"Can you really eat this salt for free?”
"Yes!"
Xiao Rui pinched a finger of salt and tried it on his mouth.
Hiss!
So salty!
Xiao Rui was about to get wet.
One had to know that salt was a necessity and was expensive. Ordinary people could eat half a kilogram of salt for half a year, so they would eat it sparingly.
Sometimes, salt was comparable to gold. After all, the salt refined by the ancient method consumed manpower and fuel, and the production was extremely low. Coupled with the extremely high taxes, the price had always been high.
In the Great Tang, the poorer people could only use vinegar cloth or inferior salt as a substitute.
Xiao Rui keenly sensed that this salt was not bad, and the quality was extremely high!
"How much?" Xiao Rui asked, glaring.
"One thousand wen per jin."
"Ah?" Xiao Rui was dumbfounded." So cheap?”
"How many do you have at home?"
"It's a few hundred catties now."
A few hundred catties meant a few hundred strings…
It was a little expensive! He couldn't afford it!
"I want ten strings first, give me ten catties!" Xiao Rui hurriedly said.”
"I'm sorry. My Ah Lang instructed that a single person can only buy one catty at most.”
Xiao Rui was angry." That's all? Forget it, forget it. I'll buy a catty first! Give me salt!"
The crowd had a following effect.
At first, the onlookers didn't believe that such exquisite salt could be sold so cheaply.
However, after Xiao Rui and Xiao Kai became the pioneers.
The crowd went crazy.
A sea of people gathered in front of the salt shop.
It had been the same for the past few days!
……
A salt merchant tycoon suddenly appeared in Chang 'an.
It immediately attracted the attention of the great clans.
To some extent, they received the news much faster than Li Shiming.
In the Lu Residence.
Lu Binzhi looked at the letter, his expression fluctuating.
Lu Yun looked at Lu Binzhi in confusion. Any news from his father?”
Lu Binzhi crumpled the paper into a ball and said angrily,""Let me beg Xiao Fan! Go beg that lowly person!"
Lu Yun widened her eyes in disbelief." Beg him for what? Has Father gone mad?"
"Father received news that Xiao Fan bought a salt mountain from Xiao Yu." Lu Binzhi snorted.”
"Salt Mountain?" What use was that? You can't eat it."
Lu Binzhi's face was gloomy." We can eat it now. I don't know what immortal technique Xiao Fan used to refine the poisonous salt into non-toxic salt. Now, Chang 'an is selling it like crazy!"”
"What?" Lu Yun opened her mouth in shock. The salt merchant who suddenly appeared in Chang 'an was actually Xiao Fan?”
Now, in Chang 'an, after Xiao Fan's salt came out, it quickly squeezed out the business of the seven sects and five families.
The Seven Sects and Five Families sold coarse salt with high impurities. Even so, they sold it at an extremely high price.
However, ever since Xiao Fan's refined salt came out, the salt of the seven sects and five families suddenly did not smell good.
This immediately attracted the attention of the seven sects and five families. They also used their own strength to find Xiao Fan immediately.
This was how the head of the Lu family of Fan Yang sent a letter to Lu Binzhi.
Lu Binzhi nodded. It was him! Bastard! Father asked me to beg Xiao Fan. Do you know what Father said?”
Lu Yun shook her head, but seeing her big brother's face twitching, it was obvious that her father's words were not good.
Lu Binzhi clenched his fists and roared," He said that he doesn't care about the price. He can accept 50,000 strings of coins. No matter what, he has to ask Xiao Fan for the salt mountain and the salt smelting technology!”
Hiss!
Lu Yun's pretty face fluctuated.
Fifty thousand strings…
Was his father crazy?
A mountain for 50,000 strings? And he was still asking Xiao Fan?
Shouldn't Xiao Fan be the one begging us to buy it?
Lu Binzhi gritted his teeth and said hatefully,"Xiao Fan is lucky!"
"Brother, where are you going?"
"Buy the salt mountain! Do you think only our Fan Yang Lu family has their eyes on Xiao Fan?”
Lu Binzhi finished.
Lu Yun was stunned on the spot. No way? A single Xiao Fan had alarmed all the family heads of the five families?
This was simply a fantasy!
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