Start the Tang Dynasty: The descendant of Wei Wu from the Qin Qiong family!

Chapter 88

"Why not?"

Qin Huaiyu smiled slightly: "The daily output of our snowflake salt far exceeds that of old salt."

"The most important thing is that we can extract non-toxic snow salt from those toxic salts they don't want!"

"what?"

Now everyone can't sit still.

"Boss, are you kidding?"

Du He's lips trembled a little.

Poisonous salt!
The reason why those old salts are valuable now is because there are very few salts that can be used, and most of them are poisonous salts that cannot be used.

Moreover, their production is very low, which also keeps their salt prices at a high level.

"If we can use those poisonous salts, even if the quality of the snowflake salt is lower, then our reserves will definitely not be comparable to those of the old salt dealers."

"We can definitely sell salt at a lower price."

Du He said excitedly.

Yuchi Baolin frowned and said, "The risks here are not small."

"Our prices are lower. Once time goes by, those old salt merchants will definitely attack us."

"so what?"

The smile on Qin Huaiyu's face became more and more confident.

"Don't forget, we still have [-]% of the people who need to be handed over to His Majesty."

"Our Majesty will try his best to block the risks on the surface for us, so we just need to deal with those little bugs in the dark."

Seeing a few people nodding to express their understanding, Qin Huaiyu continued:

"Also, although the price of our snowflake salt has dropped, our income will not drop."

"Why is this?" Fang Yiai asked puzzledly: "The price has been reduced, shouldn't we earn less?"

"That's right."

Qin Huaiyu first nodded in agreement, and then retorted: "But you may not have been exposed to the lives of ordinary people."

"For the nobles of the imperial court, salt is never in short supply, but for common people, salt is extremely expensive."

"The vast majority of people just buy less and eat when the farming is busy, and eat less or even not at all when they are not busy."

"Just like when marching, most of the sergeants carry vinegar cloth." Luo Tong said: "In addition to making it easier to carry, doesn't it also save salt?"

"Yes."

Qin Huaiyu said confidently: "Our price is low, but our quantity is also large!"

"In the past, when salt was expensive, people couldn't afford it, so they naturally ate less. But now that good and cheap snowflake salt has appeared, do you think people will buy more?"

"You must buy more of it!" Du He said with a treacherous look: "This new salt is good and cheap. No one knows when it will be unavailable. People will not only buy it, they will definitely buy it in large quantities." Special purchase!”

"What happens after you finish buying it?"

Fang Yiai scratched her head: "Everyone has bought this, and everyone has salt in their homes. Won't we not be able to sell it?"

"Hahaha!" Several people laughed.

"What are you laughing at!"

Fang Yiai was so ashamed and annoyed.

"You idiot, you forgot, salt is a necessity!"

Cheng Chumo laughed loudly: "So what if I finish eating? I still have to buy it then?"

Fang Yiai suddenly realized.

"When our nearly endless snowflake salt floods into the market, the entire Datang market will enter a state of temporary saturation in a short period of time."

"We in the Tang Dynasty have no shortage of salt to eat, so it doesn't matter at all to share the profits with those wolves outside the customs. By the way, we can also generate a lot of income." "Your Majesty is also tightening his belt, so we have to share his worries."

"Hahaha!"

Several people laughed knowingly.

After a brief discussion, Qin Huaiyu asked Cheng Chumo to prepare the factory building, and he also sent people to start purchasing the required materials on a large scale.

Luo Tong and the others also began to take action. Those who needed ventilation should be ventilated, and the necessary manpower should also start to be gathered.

After all this is over, Qin Huaiyu will prepare for the last step.

When he arrived in the kitchen, Qin Huaiyu saw Lin Yuxian who was busy studying.

At this time, Lin Yuxian, with a pretty snow-white face covered with ashes from the stove pot bottom, stood near the edge and corner, shaking the spoon constantly.

Her little arms and legs were already trembling, but she still gritted her teeth and persisted without making a sound.

"Old Wu, when did you come back?"

Seeing the big man standing next to Lin Yuxian, Qin Huaiyu went up and patted him on the shoulder.

"Sir, you are here."

Old Wu grinned, and the scars on his face made him look particularly ferocious.

"I went home to rest for a few days and see my children. I couldn't sit still, so I came back."

"How is she?" Qin Huaiyu asked aloud.

"Sir, she is very talented, but her physique is just not enough."

Old Wu is the chef in the kitchen and was trained by Qin Huaiyu. He is tall and tall. My family said that he used to be a fire-headed soldier, but he only injured his foot and retired.

"Lack of physical fitness is not a problem." Qin Huaiyu said with a smile: "As long as she practices well, even a puddle of mud can make her stand up."

"Young master, what you say is beautiful!"

Lao Wu, who was born in the military, likes this tough style.

It's a pity that their young master has always been tough on others, but he is lazy when he can, but he is better than others when he is lazy!
"By the way, make a place for me. I want to make something."

Qin Huaiyu rolled up his sleeves, walked to the sink and started washing his hands.

"Okay, Master, use this!"

"Gungun, you have the nerve to say that you have a big butt, so you should choose my place!"

Seeing that Qin Huaiyu was making something new again, the cooks were so excited that they began to rush to let Qin Huaiyu choose their place.

The kitchen is also a place where territory is divided, and not everyone can take charge.

Those who hold the spoons cannot touch all pots. Everyone has his own territory.

Qin Huaiyu chose their position, which means that they can get closer to Qin Huaiyu, and they will definitely learn more.

"What are you arguing about!"

Old Wu slapped the table hard: "Young master, if you want to use it, you must use my stove. How can it be your turn!"

Come on, let’s just blow it up!
All the cooks suddenly became exhausted.

"Okay, it just so happens that there is nothing to do now, so don't be idle."

Qin Huaiyu assigned them tasks, which made them smile. They felt a little unhappy because they had learned from the master without doing anything.

"I'll teach you how to make a new dish today."

Qin Huaiyu felt that he still had to do some extra work.

Those royal chefs themselves were already at the pinnacle of their contemporary culinary skills.

Qin Huaiyu just took advantage of the development of the times.

(End of this chapter)