At the end of the Northern Song Dynasty as a god stick

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Wen Fei had expected such a situation, so he didn't even lock the carriage, just wrapped it with wire.Following Wen Fei's instructions, Zhang Shuye came to the door of the carriage, and cut open the wire with his sword.He opened the door suddenly, and saw that the entire carriage was full of things.

In order to save space, Wen Fei welded a water tank in the rear compartment, which contained two tons of wine, or four thousand catties.It is equivalent to more than 5000 catties of Song Jin.It didn't take up much space, probably just two square meters.

The other spaces are full of all kinds of goods, which makes people dazzled.

Zhang Shuye looked curiously, opened a woven bag with his sword, and saw white things as fine as sand flowing down.

Although the others were afraid, they were also very curious, watching from afar.With such a big commotion here, I don't know how many people have been alarmed.Looking around near Zhangjia camp from a distance.

Zhang Sanweng frowned and gave some instructions.The manpower of the big family was indeed well-trained, and they immediately drew up their swords and drove them away from a distance.Then the veil was pulled up again to isolate everything.Only then did I see those fine white (actually a sensitive word, sweat) powder flowing out.Can't help asking: "What are these things?"

Wen Fei smiled slightly: "You will know after you try it!"

Before Zhang Sanweng continued to speak, he saw that Zhang Shuye really dipped a little powder into his mouth, he couldn't help being shocked, and complained in his heart that his nephew was too reckless.How could such an unknown thing be put into the mouth so casually?

Before he finished complaining in his heart, he heard Zhang Shuye yell.The startled Zhang Sanweng trembled, but he heard Zhang Shuye shout: "This is salt, this is salt. It is better salt than that green and white salt!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Sanweng completely forgot the complaints just now.Although my nephew is an official and doesn't take care of the family's business, how can this salt not be mistaken?He hurried up, pinched a little, put it in the palm of his hand, and saw that the salt was actually finer than sand.I dipped some lightly, put it in my mouth, it melted in the mouth, there was only a pure salty taste, but there was no trace of impurities.Can't help shouting: "Good salt, very fragrant salt...!"

How can salt taste flavor?For modern people who don't take fine salt seriously, this salt is what it tastes like, and it's nothing special.But for the ancients, it is really rare that there is no other messy taste in this salt!

Zhang Sanweng has been in the private salt business for a long time, so he is naturally very proficient in salt.After opening a package, I saw that the salt was as white as snow and as fine as sea sand, and there was not even a little bit of impurity in it.Immediately exclaimed: "How is this possible? How can there be such white salt in the world?"

Wen Fei felt that it was no big deal, for example, there are many adjectives in modern times.For example, white like salt, fine clouds like salt.But this ancient salt is not so fine and white!

Needless to say, sea salt is boiled in a large pot with seawater until the final crystallization is salt.It will inevitably be doped with some other impurities, and it also contains magnesium chloride, magnesium sulfate, magnesium carbonate, and various elements such as potassium, iodine, sodium, and bromine.The taste is unavoidably bitter, and with the addition of dust and other sundries brought in during cooking or transportation, there will be more impurities in the salt.

It is blue and white salt, which is also a mineral salt from a natural salt pond, although there are fewer impurities in it than sea salt.But it wouldn't be missing, and Wen Fei's bag of salt looked like white snow, without any impurities, not even a little black spot.

Ten bags of salt, one hundred kilograms each.This is another two thousand catties.These were all table salt, and Wen Fei stupidly opened the small bags of fine salt with his hands, put them into these unmarked woven bags, and added a layer of plastic film.That's how the big bag of salt came out.

Time was running out this time, Wen Fei only brought these two items.None of the others.

Until the shock was enough, Zhang Sanweng walked to the side of the cab and said to Wen Fei, "Master Immortal, do you have enough salt?"

Wen Fei said carelessly: "As much as you want!" In modern times, salt is very cheap, it's everywhere, and it's even simpler than wine.

In the Song Dynasty, the price of salt was extremely high, and there was even a saying that a bucket of rice could be exchanged for a catty of salt.As I said before, this bucket is more than nine catties, nearly ten catties of grain.

When the Song Dynasty was founded, the price of salt was still low, and it was only [-] cents per catty in the inland.Now the price of salt in those places in Kaifeng has risen to more than two hundred yuan, but that is the mainland.

Luomaji is not far from Xixia, where salt is produced, so the price is extremely low.It costs only seven or eight renminbi per catty, but if you buy it in the inland, it will cost almost twenty times per catty.

After explaining this truth to Wen Fei in detail, Wen Fei suddenly felt bitter.It turns out that this salt is not easy to sell in this place!Seven or eight yuan per catty, which is equivalent to only two or three yuan in rmb. One trip to space-time smuggling, the profit is not a hundred times, so I am embarrassed to mention it to others.This is only double the price...

Looking at Wen Fei's face, Zhang Sanweng murmured in his heart, it seems that this fairy master really doesn't eat the fireworks of the world.Can't even figure out the joints!

But he said to Wen Fei: "Master Immortal, if you can transport the salt to Tokyo, the profit will be hundreds of times!"

Wen Fei snorted, and I ran all the way from Lanzhou to Kaifeng for a few packets of salt.Not to mention thousands of miles, the main reason is that in ancient times, let alone highways, there were no better level roads.It is estimated that the second-hand box is about to be scrapped before halfway through.

But hearing Zhang Sanweng repeatedly mentioning Bianliang (Kaifeng) in Tokyo, Wen Fei also became interested.When people from the Northern Song Dynasty talked about Tokyo, it was as if people in the sky were talking about it. If I have a chance in the future, I will also go on a trip, and take a few photos by the way.

Those rich and idle people have nothing to do to travel around, and they have the ability to go to Tokyo City in the Northern Song Dynasty to travel?Thinking of this, it suddenly occurred to me that Chen Niwan and his master and apprentice seem to have gone to Bianliang, and I will go to them anytime.

And the people from the Northern Song Dynasty are really, it's okay to scream about Tokyo Tokyo.It hurts me every time I think of Xiaori, and I don’t know it’s called Kaifeng, or Bianliang is much more pleasing to my ear!

"If the immortal master can directly help us transport the salt to Ezhou, or Tokyo. I'm willing to pay a price of one hundred yuan a catty!" Zhang Sanweng said with a heartbeat.

"No, 150 Wen!" Zhang Shuye said suddenly.