In the Blue Jade Residence, the group of generals wore solemn expressions.
Fu Youde, Duke of Ying, widened his eyes and shouted,"Lan Yu! You can't joke about this!"
These martial artists were in an awkward situation.
They were all the founding heroes of Zhu Yuanzhang, but at the same time, their relationship with Zhu Yunwen was also very subtle.
Now the old master favored Zhu Yunwen.
They all knew that if the old man left one day, if he really wanted to pass the position to Zhu Yunwen, then with the old man's personality, he would also get rid of them before he left!
The reason was very simple. These martial artists supported the Chang family, which was the eldest son of the Chang family, Zhu Xiong, and the second son, Zhu Yun!
If Zhu Yunwen ascended the throne, the old man would be afraid that this power would threaten his grandson Zhu Yunwen's position.
However, if Zhu Xiong Mo, the eldest son, was still alive…
Their eyes lit up.
"Yesterday, I went to the Yingtian Prefecture with Po Lu and saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth changing his household registration.”
"This kid's strength is exactly the same as the Crown Prince's!”
"How many people are similar in this world?" Chang Xing Marquis Geng Bingwen asked in a low voice. Moreover, Xiong Xiong died at the age of eight. Can a dead person be resurrected?”
"Yes, Old Geng is right. How can a dead person be resurrected?”
Lan Yu pressed her hands together as if she had recalled something."No, it's a little strange. There's something very strange.”
The few of them held their breaths and stared at Lan Yu.
Lan Yu said," Nine years ago, the old master killed a group of people. The eunuchs and imperial guards killed nearly two thousand people. Who still remembers what day it was?”
"Isn't it the day after Xiong Gui was buried at Mount Zhong…Wait a minute." Feng Sheng, Duke of Song, said.”
He was stunned.
The people sitting around them all stood up abruptly."Why?"
"Why did the old master kill the eunuchs and the royal guards? Did something happen?"
"Damn it! It can't be that strange, right?"
……
Zhu Huai naturally did not know that his trip to the Ying Tian Prefecture would cause a great uproar.
This morning, he got up early and ate breakfast before leaving with his bamboo basket.
After arriving at the foot of a mountain, he picked up some salt ores. When the salt ores filled the bamboo basket, he carried it home.
Along the way, it attracted the attention of many people.
After all, he was carrying a basket of stones and could still walk without panting. This was really speechless.
At first, Zhu Huai did not know why the passersby were looking at him curiously.
When he returned home and took out the salt ore, he was surprised.
There are so many rocks, but I don't feel tired at all?
However, Zhu Huai soon felt relieved. Because the system had gifted him the power of Xiang Yu, these stones would naturally cause ordinary people to pant when carrying them, but they were nothing to him.
All the raw materials for salt production had been gathered. The next step was to make salt.
Zhu Huai placed the iron pot he bought last night on the firewood and poured water into it.
Then, he placed the salt ore into a huge iron pot and burned it at high temperature.
The pot was steaming.
Well salt contained a lot of chemicals. Just as people knew, after high-temperature analysis, there would still be toxic chemicals.
Generally, salt production required high-temperature evaporating and analysis to become coarse salt.
However, mineral salt could not be eaten directly. It still required the most important chemical process. It needed to be mixed with bittern to evaporate to produce refined salt.
Zhu Huai had also bought the bittern yesterday.
Zhu Huai had been evaporating and analyzing the fine salt in the courtyard the entire morning.
He also knew that Old Yellow would not come.
Because the old man was busy with work, he would only come once every three to five days.
In the afternoon, he had made about ten catties of fine salt.
According to the current market price of fine salt, one catty of salt was 3.5%.
Ten catties was three taels and five cents.
This money was naturally not enough.
Since the experiment was a success, Zhu Huai only needed to continue moving the stones from the salt mountain.
Although the Salt Mountain in the suburbs was under the name of Huang Zicheng, the Imperial Academy's editor, Huang Zicheng and his family did not seem to care about this barren land.
Thus, no one stopped Zhu Huai from moving the salt stones.
In the afternoon, Zhu Huai had unknowingly filled the small courtyard with salt stones.
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Others used Xiang Yu's strength to make contributions, but he used it as labor.
……
In the blink of an eye, it was the third day.
There were already nearly a thousand pounds of salt piled up in the courtyard. According to the conversion rate of three-quarters of a mile, there were nearly three hundred and forty taels of silver here.
Zhu Huai took the merchant household register that he had just exchanged and headed straight to the Capital Salt Transportation Agency.
After finding the transport envoy and telling him the purpose of his visit, the transport envoy checked Zhu Huai's business records and said,""The price of salt is 3.7 Li now.”
In just a few days, the price of salt had risen again. It could be seen how urgent the demand for salt in the country was.
Zhu Huai nodded and bowed respectfully. He then went to the market to hire an ox cart.
When he returned home, he loaded all the salt into the ox cart and pulled it to the Southern Suburbs of Ying Tian Prefecture's Capital Transportation Salt Commissioner.
The official inspected the salt. When he saw the snow-white, flawless, and delicate salt, he couldn't help but gasp.
"Is this good salt?"
Zhu Huaifen nodded.
The official was even more shocked. He scooped a little into his mouth, just like the powder in the future. Then, his eyes widened."Good salt! Please wait a moment!"
After the official finished speaking, he left in a hurry.
Not long after, a green-robed official walked over. When he saw the white and flawless salt, he was also stunned.
"Langjun, this salt is not bad. Where did you get it?”
Zhu Huai smiled but did not answer.
The official smiled awkwardly." I'm being rude. How about this? I'll take four of your salt. If you still have more in the future, you can send it directly to the transport envoy.”
This was nearly five percent higher than the market price, and it was enough to show how serious the transport company was about Zhu Huai's batch of salt.
"Alright!" Zhu Huai nodded.
The green-robed official was delighted and immediately had the official weigh it before handing over four hundred taels of silver to Zhu Huai. Before he left, he did not forget to remind Zhu Huai that he could continue selling it to the Transportation Division.
The salt could be given to the palace as a tribute. They would not sell such precious fine salt in the market.
After Zhu Huai left, the green-robed official said to his subordinates,""Quick, don't just stand there. Send this batch of fine salt to the Imperial Palace!”
This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]