Three days later.
The sun hung high in the sky, bringing a hint of warmth to the cold autumn.
People came and went on the Heavenly Street, and the carriages were noisy.
At the entrance, seven or eight carriages drove in. They were all covered with gray cloth, and it was unknown what was inside.
"Little Lord has actually managed to get so much high-quality snow salt in such a short time.”
Han Xin sat on the front of the car, chewing the grass in his mouth.
He had just returned from Baikun Mountain, and the shock in his heart had yet to subside.
The white salt that was like fine sand was spread all over the ground.
It was as if a pile of gold had been laid out there.
However, the Little Lord only asked him to load these eight carts and bring them over.
He also told him to disguise himself as a traveling merchant from the East China Sea. Once the salt was sold out, the Jinyiwei would come to arrest him. At that time, he should not resist and just cooperate obediently.
Han Xin did not understand what the young master wanted to do.
However, he only needed to obey orders.
They arrived at the center of Sky Street.
Whoosh--
The gray cloth was lifted, and piles of snowflake salt shone brightly under the sunlight.
The surrounding pedestrians and peddlers were instantly blinded.
"High-quality Eastern Sea green salt, a tribute from the palace.”
The Brocade Guards disguised as waiters began to shout.
In fact, there was no need to shout.
The surrounding people had already swarmed over.
"This salt is really white. It must be specially used by the nobles, right? Why would they sell it on the streets?”
"A traveling merchant from the Eastern Sea? It must be Hai Qing salt. Only the salt produced there could be so fine.”
"Good stuff, but the price is still too expensive. How can ordinary people like us afford it? Sigh, if I had the money, I would get some back for my mother to taste.”
The commoners gathered around.
After seeing the price, they naturally flinched.
They couldn't afford to sell such luxury salt at a low price.
A small bag cost ten gold!
However, the appearance of these eight carts of salt, with the name of the royal tribute, was quickly known by the dignitaries and wealthy merchants.
Especially those salt merchants.
Such a large amount of high-quality sea green salt was very good even if it was used as a gift.
Therefore, many people who heard the news sent their servants to buy salt.
The public security on Sky Street was still very good.
Moreover, Great Qin ruled the country according to law, and theft and robbery were serious crimes. Otherwise, people would have long been tempted by money.
Therefore, no matter how powerful they were, they could only obediently pay for it.
In just two days, only two of the eight carts of salt were left.
Of course, he didn't know if he would be targeted after leaving Xianyang City.
All in all, these eight carts of snow salt had caused a huge splash in Xianyang.
Left Minister's Residence.
"What are these?"
Feng Quji walked into the courtyard, ready to take a walk.
He saw the servants carrying a few bags of things into the courtyard.
"Father, I saw someone selling salt on Sky Street today, so I bought some to show my respect to you.”
A young man in embroidered clothes raised his head and said.
This was Feng Quji's eldest son.
"What are you spending money on? You bought so much salt. Can you finish it?”
Feng Quji looked unhappy.
However, when he opened the bag of salt, he was stunned.
This was blue sea salt? But he also had sea green salt at home. It didn't seem to be so fine.
"That's a merchant from the Eastern Sea. I heard that this salt is the same batch as the one that was given to His Majesty as tribute. My son bought some, and the price is not expensive. These bags of salt only cost 400 gold.”
The young man in embroidered clothes had an expression as if he had taken advantage of her.
"Hmm, you did a good job.”
After hearing the price, Feng Quji nodded.
Refined salt of this quality was probably rarer than gold of the same value.
he doesn't know
The salt was all produced from the salt mountain he had sold.
The so-called East Sea salt merchant was also Han Xin in disguise. Otherwise, who knew what kind of expression he would have.
......
Other than Feng Quji.
This scene also appeared in the homes of countless high-ranking officials and nobles.
On the right side of the house.
"Is this the sea green salt that has been popular in Xianyang recently? The quality was not bad, almost the same as tribute salt.”
"Zifang, you have nothing to do, why did you think of giving me a gift?”
Li Si reached out to make tea.
His gaze shifted from the bags of salt to Zhang Liang, who was calmly drinking tea.
Both of them were from Old Han, so they naturally knew each other.
Not only did they know each other, but they also had a lot of hatred for each other.
Zhang Liang and Han Fei were good friends, and Han Fei was Li Si's senior brother.
Han Fei was killed by Li Si!
But now, Zhang Liang was giving him a gift for killing his friend?
Furthermore, he was offering the extremely valuable tribute salt?
Li Si smelled like a weasel greeting a chicken.
Even the infamous Chief Rain, who was by the Little Lord's side, had come. Things were probably not that simple.
"This tribute salt was not given by Zifang, but by the Little Lord. Moreover, its value is not as expensive as the Prime Minister thinks.”
Zhang Liang cupped his hands slightly.
Naturally, he did not get along with Li Si.
But now, he was working for the Little Lord, and it was a matter of state.
All personal grudges had to be put aside.
This time, Li Si's expression became even stranger.
"Zifang, don't play dumb with me. This is refined salt that is specially supplied to the royal family. Even if the merchants of the Eastern Sea sell it at a low price, it won't be cheap.”
"Little Lord, you have nothing better to do, so why did you give me salt?”
" It's because the Little Lord ordered people to mine the salt," Zhang Liang said seriously." The salt that was transported to Xianyang today is just the tip of the iceberg."”
"After that, there will be an endless stream of mineral salt being introduced into Xianyang.”
Mine salt?
Little Lord ordered people to mine it?
Even Li Si was stunned when he heard that.
How could there be a salt pan near Xianyang?
Moreover, it was of such excellent quality.
Could it be that this snow-white was really mineral salt?
However, before he could think further.
Zhang Liang's next words stunned him.
"Little Lord doesn't want salt and iron, two important things that affect people's lives, to be caught in the hands of merchants.”
"Therefore, this salt will be very cheap in the future, so cheap that every ordinary person can afford it.”
"Fang Liang came here on the orders of the young master to ask Sir Li Si for permission to change the shop in the middle of Heaven Street into a royal salt shop.”
Yes, it was a request, not a request.
Ying Zimo didn't have that much time.
If Li Si refused, Yu Huatian would press down on his neck and make him sign the document.
"This Zifang, are you serious?"
Li Si's pupils trembled as he suddenly stood up from his chair.
He stared at Zhang Liang as if he wanted to find a trace of lying on his face.
However, after a moment, he didn't see a trace of guilt.
"This is a good thing."
Li Si returned to his seat.
But at the same time, it was also a huge matter.
If such high-quality mineral salt was poured into Xianyang in large quantities, the other salt merchants would definitely explode.
He couldn't bear the responsibility of making such a big decision without informing the First Emperor.
but
Li Si looked at the determined Zhang Liang and then at Yu Huatian.
He immediately understood that not only did the Little Lord not intend to ask the First Emperor for instructions, but he was also prepared to let this matter be cooked before the First Emperor returned.
"The official document is here. Sigh, if His Majesty wants to pursue the matter, I will also bear the responsibility.”
.........
At Gongshu's house.
"Uncle Zhao, why are you so curious about Zimo?”
Wang Chunxu asked curiously.
He had a feeling that this luxuriously dressed uncle with an extraordinary aura was not as simple as a businessman.
How could a merchant have such a strong aura?
"After all, he's the country's supervisor now. Since I'm doing business in Xianyang, I naturally have to understand him.”
Ying Zheng explained with a smile, then asked,""Since you are familiar with him, did the Nineteenth Prince ever talk about the First Emperor?”
He was also very curious about how Little Nineteen viewed him.
There were some things that he could not say in front of him, but he might chat with his friends in private.
Hearing this.
Wang Chunxu chuckled.
"Haha, Zimo is very interesting. Everyone thinks that His Majesty is a wise and wise man who is strict and solemn.”
"Zimo said today that his Imperial Father is so prideful and easily fooled?”
Before he could finish his sentence.
Gongshu Youlan hurriedly covered her mouth.
These words could not be spoken carelessly. If it reached the ears of His Majesty, it would be troublesome!
The two little girls hadn't noticed.
The forehead of Uncle Zhao was covered in black lines.
"It's easy to be fooled if you want to save face?"
Ying Zheng unconsciously clenched his teacup.
Damn it!
This little bastard was simply lawless. He actually said that behind his back.
Could it be that his usual obedience and calling him father was just an act?
"Uncle Zhao, what's wrong? Are you sick?"
Gongshu Youlan asked carefully.
"It's fine. I feel a little stuffy in my chest."
Ying Zheng took a deep breath.
As an old father, he felt that his heart had suffered countless critical blows.
At this moment, Dunruo walked in from the courtyard entrance.
Of course, he knew about the sudden appearance of blue sea salt in Xianyang.
He had just returned from the Sky Street.
"Master, this is the salt sold on the Sky Street.”
"Hmm?"
Ying Zheng took a sip of tea to calm himself down, then took the small packet of salt.
Instantly, his frown deepened.
Isn't this Sea Green Salt?
"Your Majesty, the person who sold the salt seems to be the Little Lord's subordinate, Han Xin, which means…"
Even though she had disguised herself.
However, he, who was in charge of the Black Ice Platform, had sharp eyes and could see through it at a glance.
He only said half of his words, but he didn't dare to say the rest.
"Are you telling me that Zimo secretly moved the tribute salt from the palace and sold it on the Heavenly Street?”
Bang!
The teacup was slammed onto the table.
Brother Zheng was really angry.
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