I don't want to be a saint

Chapter 82 What a great handwriting!
The construction of the salt field is in full swing.

Because of the sunny days, the finished bricks can be dried quickly.They are put into two brick kilns that have already been built, and fired continuously day and night.

And those two big black smokes that never stopped all day long became a scene on the east coast again.Can be seen from far away.

After the red bricks from the first kiln were released, Sun Yanming took Guo Yi's drawings and began to lead people to repair and build the house.

Some of these houses are for rest, some are for burning fire to boil salt, some are for stacking brine vats, and some are for stacking finished salt.

On the other side, Guo Yi had checked over a dozen well-drilling sites, and distributed all the dozen or so new-style Luoyang shovels transported from Jiangling City.

The monk taught them hand in hand with Zhuzi, and then, in groups of two, they began digging the brine well at the location designated by Guo Yi.

These places are far or near, and after the brine is taken out, they have to be connected with bamboo tubes.

After being filtered by more than a dozen layers of fine bamboo branches, it flows into a brine drying pool made of row-by-row bamboo tubes.

For this reason, Guo Yi sent people to Hedong Village to the north of the saline-alkali land to issue a notice to buy a large number of thick bamboo tubes.If it is more than half a foot thick, it costs five cents a piece.

He also has a mission to lead Liuhe Village and Hedong Village to become rich.

As he expected, Hedong Village is not far from the saline-alkali land, and it is also on the east bank, five miles to the north.

According to Chen Wenjing, to the north of Hedong Village, there is a large dense bamboo forest.

And just after Guo Yi sent people to notice, villagers from Hedong Village brought a large number of bamboo tubes to sell every day.

Ever since, Guo Yi also took the opportunity to recruit workers, each with [-] Wen per day.Not only because of the task, but the hundred and ten men in Liuhe Village alone are not enough.

In addition to building the pipe network, there are thousands of bamboo tubes that need to be split in the middle to make brine pools.

These brine drying ponds should be fixed in mid-air, with wooden frames as supports below.Equipped with a simple lifting rod, press the lifting rod before it rains, and then raise one end of the brine pool, so that the brine can flow into the water tank in the house.

Moreover, he also planned to build a wall around the large area of ​​the housing area.

So these, a lot of scattered work, all need manpower.Then, fifty strong men were recruited from Hedong Village.

At the same time, before the house was built, he had already ordered people to build a stove in the open space, set up a dozen large iron pots, and started to boil salt.

After all, a lot of investment has been thrown in, and there must be some output, so that investors can see some hope.

A few brine wells were dug first, and the brine was pumped up with a water press, and flowed directly into the large iron pot through the bamboo tube.

Large piles of charcoal were filled in without money, and the stove burned vigorously.The two groups of people took turns watching the stove, cooking day and night.

Guo Yi carved a mark in each iron pot, and when the brine in the pot evaporated to that mark, he continued to add brine to the pot.

Until white salt flowers appear on the side of the pot, stop adding brine and start to dry the pot to evaporate all the water.

"Salt is out! Salt is out!"

The man who had been watching the fire in front of the stove yelled excitedly.

Then, everyone around immediately stopped what they were doing and hurriedly gathered around.

I saw that the water in more than a dozen iron pots had evaporated, leaving only half a pot of white salt, shining dazzlingly under the sunlight.

Even Sun Yanming trotted over in a hurry, pushing his way through the crowd with all his might.

Eyes suddenly widened.

Suddenly he raised his foot and walked to the side of the pot, picked up a handful with three fingers, put it in his mouth, closed his eyes, and slowly tasted it.

salty!
Very authentic salty taste without a hint of bitterness.

The finest snowflake salt!

But this time, it was as if he had poked an ant's nest, and all the men around gathered around the pot, impatiently stretched out their hands to pinch a handful, and put it in their mouths.

"good to eat!"

"Is this the best snowflake salt? I've never seen such white salt in my life!"

"That's not true! This is the finest snowflake salt. It is said that it was paid as a tribute to the palace, and even ordinary people will not even see it!"

"If it's for sale, I'm afraid it won't cost a hundred cents a catty, right?"

Guo Yi also rushed over from the river when he heard the news.

And when the men around the pot saw him approaching, they all parted involuntarily to let him in.

"Oh! It's really salty!"

He reached out and stirred the pot, but he didn't have the desire to taste it.

If you know it's salty, you're fine, so why put it in your mouth so stupidly?
He turned his head and looked at the group of guys who were suffering from saltiness but were reluctant to drink water, and he was quite speechless.

"Well, like this, today's salt is paid out, two taels of salt per person, as a reward for giving out salt today! At the same time, it's also a good fortune!"

As soon as his words fell, everyone immediately exploded.

"Okay! Erlang is big!"

"Hahaha! Erlang is doing great!"

Seeing how much money he was spending, Sun Yanming hesitated to speak, and wanted to stop him, but he couldn't speak out when he saw how happy the crowd was.

This high-quality snowflake salt costs a catty of a hundred Wen.

Two taels per person, these more than 100 people, can go out after weighing twenty or thirty catties!

Sun Yanming is more than distressed...

Liver hurts!
This time, he threw out more than 30 pennies!What a great deal!
Seeing this, Guo Yi couldn't help leaning over, and said in a low voice: "If you want the horse to run, you have to feed the horse grass! If you don't give it to them now, just show their face, maybe someone will steal it later."

"Yeah." Sun Yanming nodded clearly and agreed: "I understand! Thank you Erlang for pointing it out."

"Hehe! You are welcome!"

"What about the salt?"

Guo Yi raised his eyebrows, and replied without hesitation: "Naturally, put it in a bamboo tube and transport it back to Jiangling City first, so that His Royal Highness the King of Chu can also see the fruits of our labor these days. Counting the days, we should come over there too." The boat is gone."

"Okay!" Sun Yanming nodded in agreement: "Just as Erlang said. After the salt is filled, should the pot continue to boil the salt?"

"Of course! It must be boiled! People can be idle, but pots can't be idle! This is all wasted money!"

After Guo Yi finished speaking, he explained to Sun Yanming and returned to the river.

In order to facilitate the loading of ships, he planned to build a trestle on the east bank, extending from the bank to the deep water area in the center of the river.

The trestle is necessary, whether it is for loading and unloading, or for the convenience of people getting on and off the ship.

But as soon as we reached the shore, a row of boats sailed in the distance, with the yellow Chu character flag embroidered with dragons hanging on them.

Yellow, used only by the royal family.And the dragon embroidery pattern is exclusive to the emperor's family.

No need to guess, people from Chu Palace are here.

Looking at the row of boats approaching on the river, all the other boats could not help but give way to them.

And as the boat got closer, Guo Yi saw clearly the little fat man standing at the bow, Zhu He.

Also an old acquaintance.

"Guo Erlang!"

Zhu He also saw him standing out from the crowd on the east bank, and couldn't help waving and shouting happily.

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