Several days passed.
"Is it cold?"
In the mansion, Ying Zimo suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
Unfortunately, he had to leave some of the hotpot base for Brother Zheng. He couldn't eat it anymore.
And recently, his little belly was showing signs of expanding!
Then, Ying Zimo asked someone to bring a charcoal basin over and started to do radio calisthenics on the spot.
Zhang Liang had already walked over.
"Little Lord, the template for the printing technique has been created. What are you doing?"
Xiao He looked at Ying Zimo, who was dancing with joy.
He couldn't help but be stunned.
"The weather has been cold recently.”
"Haha, I see. This humble subject is also very afraid of winter. Previously, it was not like when I came to Xianyang, where there was a charcoal fire to burn during the winter.”
Xiao He recalled his youth and couldn't help but sigh.
In this day and age, winter could really freeze people to death.
He was a county magistrate, so he did not lack firewood. Ordinary people had a hard time. Food, winter clothes, and firewood were all difficult to survive the winter.
"When spring comes next year, I'll plant the cotton. That thing is very warm.”
Ying Zimo touched the silk cloth on his body.
Well, it was still warmer to wear a cotton-padded jacket.
"Mr. Xiao, how's it going?”
"Reporting to Young Master, Zhang Er has already sent a message. He said that although it is impossible to grow food on the salt mountain, the surrounding area is barren and it is very easy to mine.”
"Using the method you gave me, I've already produced some finished products!”
As Xiao He spoke, he took out a small cloth bag.
When he opened it, it was filled with snow-white fine salt.
The quality was already quite good. It was even better than the sea green salt specially supplied by Langya County.
"Not bad, you can even use it to brush your teeth.”
Ying Zimo picked up some of them with his fingers and rubbed them.
"That's right! This lowly official really didn't expect that this mineral salt could actually be made so finely!”
Xiao He carefully put away the remaining salt.
These were all treasures.
He had seen the blue sea salt that was specially supplied to the royal family.
If it was circulated among the people, the price would be almost the same as the same amount of gold!
One could imagine what kind of waves it would cause if a better quality Baikun mineral salt appeared on the market!
"Right now, Zhang Er is speeding up the production. Soon, he will be able to send over more finished mineral salt. Little Lord, we have to hurry up and think about how to sell this batch of salt.”
"Hmm, that's a problem."
Ying Zimo rubbed his smooth chin and said," Ask Zhang Liang to come over too. Let's discuss how to sell this salt."”
The two of them were talking.
Suddenly, the crisp sound of horse hooves came from the door.
"Zimo, come and see what this is!”
Wang Chunxu walked in with the pony.
Gongshu Youlan was behind her with a sweet smile on her face.
As he often came to the residence, the guards were already used to it, so no one reported him when he came in.
"Wow, is this a gift from Old General Wang?”
Ying Zimo's eyes lit up.
"Hmph, you're not even thanking me. We were even reprimanded by Uncle Gongshu because of Black Cloud.”
Wang Chunxu pouted and pretended to be unhappy.
"Chun Xu, don't make things difficult for Zimo. It was originally a gift from Grandpa Wang Jian.”
Gongshu Youlan covered her mouth and chuckled. She took out the colorful shell from her pocket.
She had drilled a small hole on it and strung it together with a golden thread.
It was sparkling, reflecting the colorful light in the late autumn sun.
"Father's friend came to Gongshu's residence today. He seems to be a merchant. This shell was a gift from that uncle.”
"The residence might be very busy recently. Father seems to be refining something…Pill furnace?"
Ying Zimo didn't have time to think about it.
When she heard the word 'pill cauldron', her small brows furrowed.
Why would he forge a pill furnace for no reason?
Moreover, there were very few people who could order the Gongshu family around, and they were refining something like a pill furnace.
Wait a minute, Brother Zheng didn't find the Immortal Medicine when he went out to sea, so he wanted Xu Fu to help him refine pills?
"Sigh, Imperial Father is really too much.”
"Silly, how can you say that about His Majesty? Don't let others hear it. If it reaches His Majesty's ears, I'll spank your little butt until it swells.”
"If you don't want to say it, then don't say it."
.....
The few of them were talking.
Not long after, Zhang Liang also came to the residence. Besides him, Xiang Yu and Han Xin also followed.
"Zhang Liang greets Little Lord."
Seeing that Gongshu Youlan and Wang Chunxu were also there, he did not report his work directly. Instead, he looked at them questioningly.
"How's the printing of the Four Books and Five Classics going?”
Ying Zimo didn't try to hide anything.
Thus, Zhang Liang reported his work.
The template for movable type printing had already been created.
He tentatively decided to print the Four Books and Five Classics first. As long as he found a good place, he could start immediately.
"Little Lord, the Imperial Academy hasn't been built yet, so we can temporarily put aside the matter of printing. Our top priority is to find a way to get money.”
"Yes, that's why I called you over.”
"Mr. Xiao, take out the newly produced salt.”
After Ying Zimo finished speaking, Xiao He handed over the cloth bag.
"This is the newly produced salt.”
"Now we have to think of a way to turn it into cash.”
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