I don't want to be a saint

Chapter 80 It's a good plan!

After just a dozen shovels, it completely turned into a very thin yellow muddy water.

Seeing this, Guo Yi immediately ran over to move the pressurized water machine, and Chen Wenjing was also very perceptive and followed to help.

The pillar pulled out the new Luoyang shovel, then connected the water press to the long bamboo tube and stretched it in.

He swung his arms again and pressed it up desperately. With the whirring sound of gasping, the turbid muddy water was continuously drawn out, and it became clearer and clearer.

"Oh! The water is coming out!" Zhu Zi cried out excitedly, then leaned over to drink.Sweating profusely all over the body, it is because of thirst.

"Hey! You can't drink it!" Guo Yi didn't have time to stop it, so he could only dodge backwards.

"Ouch!" "Puff!" "Ahem!"

If it wasn't for Guo Yi's ability to hide quickly, he would definitely end up being sprayed all over.

"Ouch!" "Cough cough cough cough..."

Good guy, he choked on tears, and couldn't stop retching there.

The group of people outside looked dumbfounded, what's going on?

Sun Yanming also frowned slightly. Could it be the brine?
Guo Yi couldn't help but wanted to laugh, but felt very unreasonable.Perhaps, we have to share joys and sorrows.

So, he also walked over, took a couple of pressures, and leaned over to take a sip.

"Poof!" "Pooh! Pooh!"

Salty and bitter.

And this time, it was as if he had opened Pandora's box, and the others followed suit, curiously leaning over to take a sip.

"Pfft!" "Bah bah!"

Only Sun Yanming swallowed it in one gulp, frowned and smacked his lips, as if tasting delicacies from mountains and seas.

Then, he turned his head to look at Guo Yi, and asked meaningfully: "Is this brine?"

"Yeah." Guo Yi nodded in agreement, raised his legs and stomped his feet, and stretched out his hands to circle the endless saline-alkali land in front of him: "If nothing else happens, this large piece of wasteland is covered with this kind of brine!"

Good guy!
It's such a big piece, isn't it?
Sun Yanming couldn't help but secretly dumbfounded, how much salt was there!

"So, how big is the saltworks going to be built? How many people do you want to employ? How much salt do you want to produce?"

Guo Yi saw that he asked a lot of questions, so he couldn't help but shrugged his shoulders and said with a wry smile: "I'm not sure yet. Let's go, go back to have dinner first. After dinner, let's discuss the details."

He didn't think about it that much at all, he just thought about taking out the technology and waiting for the dividends.

But who knew, His Royal Highness the King of Chu was even worse, and actually sent a pusher over to put everything on him.

What is a pusher?

To put it bluntly, it is the trial of various criminal cases, which is equivalent to a judge or a prosecutor.

You actually let a judge come over to manage the saltworks...

Is your head showing off?
This was obviously to catch him to death, asking him to help build all kinds of facilities in the saltworks to make them operate normally, and finally hand over the factory director to Sun Yanming.

It's really a good plan!

Sun Yanming didn't see his complaints, and nodded obediently: "If that's the case, then it's disrespectful!"

Then, a group of people crossed the barrage and started to walk back.

The village official Chen Guangde assigned them a dilapidated courtyard, which was originally the house of an old widower. His son died in battle, and the old wife cried all day long, and then died of illness. The old widower followed him away.

As a result, the house was vacant, overgrown with weeds, and dilapidated.

Chen Guangde then sent someone to clean up and give them a temporary shelter.

When the group of them returned to the house, several women had already prepared dinner.A few salted fish are paired with some wild vegetables, and the staple food is chestnut rice pancakes.

Very ordinary home cooked meals.

In this remote country, I don't want to be picky.After several people devoured the food, Sun Yanming took out the tea leaves that he had brought, Guo Yi boiled water to soak them, and poured everyone a cup.

Afterwards, bring out some delicate trinkets from the house.

It was a complete set of salt cooking utensils that he asked the carpenter to build. Of course, they were all toy-sized models.

Guo Yi first brought over a few water press models and scattered them on the ground: "Hey, this is the press water machine we saw just now. After the well is dug, use this to pump up the brine from the ground."

Then, he picked up a pipe network made of thin bamboo poles and spliced ​​it to several water press models one by one.

"After the salt brine is drawn up, it is transported through a pipe network made of bamboo tubes, filtered through several layers of fine bamboo branches, and gathered in this sun-dried salt pool made of bamboo tubes.

We can split thousands of thick bamboo tubes from the middle and arrange them side by side to make a sun-dried salt pond.

After being exposed to the sun, it is further concentrated to increase the salt content of the brine.

The last step is to cook.Pour the sun-dried salt and brine into an iron pot, heat it up and boil it to get the salt out. "

Sun Yanming also squatted on the ground regardless of his image, playing with those exquisite models, and asked with some doubts: "Why do you have to pass through the filter of bamboo branches?"

"Because there are a lot of toxic substances in the salt brine drawn from the ground, it needs to be filtered." Guo Yi answered patiently.

"Then why do you split thousands of bamboo tubes to make salt-drying pools? Can't you just dig the pools on the ground?"

"Because this is the south of the Yangtze River, it is rainy. When the rain comes, all the brine that has been sun-dried will overflow. And when the sun-dried salt pool is made of bamboo tubes, when the rain comes, you only need to use a tool to raise one end, and you can quickly drain it. Pour salty brine into the iron pot."

Sun Yanming nodded knowingly. As expected of a professional, he was very considerate.

Then, after fiddling for a while, he continued to ask shamelessly: "Then how long does it take to dry the brine pool? Is there any standard?"

"You can put a chicken in it. If the chicken floats and doesn't sink, it's basically fine."

Put chicken?
It's kind of interesting.

Sun Yanming figured out the general operating principle of the saltworks, and cupped his hands to Guo Yi again: "Before I came, I had the honor to listen to the teachings of His Highness the King of Chu, who said that people are good at work. If so, I have to learn more from Erlang, I hope Erlang will not hesitate to enlighten me!"

"You're welcome! You're welcome!" Guo Yi was taken aback, and quickly bowed his hands in return.

But Sun Yanming saw that he didn't have the slightest intention of arrogance, so he couldn't help but feel good about him, and lowered his posture again: "Then from tomorrow on, Sun will follow Erlang's arrangement and learn the way of drying brine and cooking salt!"

Good guy!This is too modest!

The Taoist sat aside, drinking tea silently, and seeing that they seemed to have finished their chat, he asked Sun Yanming about the situation in Jiangling City.

Before they knew it, they had been away for more than ten days, and they didn't know how the drought relief work outside was going.

And Sun Yanming answered them one by one very patiently, and finally added: "There is also a severe drought in parts of Kuizhou Road and Jinghu South Road. The imperial court has sent patrol envoys to check the drought situation."

Sure enough, misfortunes never come singly!

Guo Yi had long speculated that a drought had also occurred upstream.And Kuizhou Road, just to the northwest of Jinghu North Road, belongs to the upstream area.

(End of this chapter)