Yipin Tang

Chapter 364 The First Batch of Sea Salt

Zhao Jun suddenly became nervous. These people are directly under his management, and the arrangement of these people is also related to his future situation.

For a moment, Wang Xiang didn't think about how to arrange these 400 people. It was because there were too many people. He frowned and thought for a while and asked Zhao Jun, "Zhao Jun, what do you think?"

Listening to Wang Xiang asking himself, Zhao Jun didn't understand what he meant, hesitated for a moment and said cautiously: "Young Master Wang intends to let them go out to hunt low-level zombies?"

Wang Xiang was taken aback when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "What kind of zombies are they hunting? They can deal with the weakest first-level zombies with just a little combat power. Otherwise, there will be dangers. It's not worth taking risks for that little black crystal."

"What does Young Master Wang mean?"

When there are too many people, there will be too many things. Wang Xiang is most afraid of trouble. Wang Xiang saw Zhao Jun's management ability during this time, so he decided to let him be responsible for the daily management and arrangement of the base. He said: "The things in the base have always been You should be most familiar with the arrangement and management. You should see if there are any places in the base that need manpower, and arrange for them. Now that the base is relatively stable, you can figure out what needs to be improved and changed. I will let you Everyone cooperates with you, in short, it is to make the base develop stably."

Zhao Jun is a smart man, upon hearing Wang Xiang's words, he understood that instead of giving up on himself, he had given him greater rights, and he felt excited.

In his heart, Zhao Jun must have turned his head and put forward a few good suggestions that were unanimously approved by everyone. The specific arrangement cannot be fully finalized now. Zhao Jun quickly promised: "Tomorrow I will come up with a detailed plan for Young Master Wang. Take a look."

Wang Xiang waved his hands and smiled: "Don't look at me, I don't understand what base construction plan you made before, and you can make decisions about the base in the future. If you encounter something that can't be solved, then go to I'll do it."

Zhao Jun didn't expect Wang Xiang to say that, and he didn't know how to respond for a moment. Wang Xiang patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "I believe you can manage the base well."

Zhao Jun was moved by this sentence. In fact, Wang Xiang was just lazy. He had been worried about his parents' comfort before, so he had to build the base himself. Now that the base is established, his parents have found him, so he naturally doesn't want to worry about too many things. , since Zhao Jun has a strong ability in this area, of course it is too much work for those who are capable, and he can enjoy life comfortably and improve his strength in his spare time.

For the ability users of the base, the most important thing at present is to improve their own strength. After the caravan establishes a stable trade relationship, the spar will flow into the Jiayuan base continuously, which is far better than going out to hunt zombies and mutant creatures. It should be easy, unless the strength of the Jiayuan team can hunt and kill the amethyst mutated biogroup or the mutated creatures with colorful spar, it will not be easier than selling food.

After handing over the affairs of the base to Zhao Jun, Wang Xiang returned to Xunzhou. As the population of the base increased day by day, food had to be exported to other bases. It is not something that can be harvested in a short period of time, Wang Xiang must find a way to expand the source of raw materials.

As soon as he returned to Xunzhou and heard the news of Zhang Cheng's visit, Wang Xiang knew that there should be progress in the matter of drying salt.

Having been to Linchuan Hou Mansion several times, Zhang Cheng has gotten used to all the magic and weirdness of Hou Mansion, sitting in the lobby and slowly tasting iced juice.

"Master Zhang is here today, but is there any progress in the matter of drying the salt?"

Seeing Wang Xiang approaching, Zhang Cheng got up quickly and said with a smile, "According to the method Lord Hou said, the first batch of sea salt has come out. It is white and delicate, and it is better than fine salt just by looking at its appearance."

Most of the ancient table salt is coarse salt, which has a cloudy color and a bit bitter taste. The price of refined salt is more than ten times higher than that of coarse salt. Zhang Cheng was very surprised that the sea salt was even whiter and finer than the fine salt.

"I don't know how much salt was produced in total this time?"

After listening to Wang Xiang's question, Zhang Cheng's face was excited, and his voice trembled slightly: "No less than ten thousand fights!"

Although it is an attempt, the biggest advantage of sun-dried sea salt is the large output, so the amount of sea salt produced this time is not a lot, roughly estimated to be no less than [-] buckets.

The current price of salt is two to three hundred yuan per bucket even for coarse salt, and even more high-quality refined salt costs a bucket of money. Tens of thousands of buckets of sea salt that can be comparable to high-quality refined salt will benefit tens of thousands of yuan!
This is just the benefit of ten days of sun-dried salt in the newly built salt field, how can Zhang Cheng not be excited!
Wang Xiang just smiled lightly: "Then let's go and have a look first."

After leaving the Hou's mansion, Zhang Cheng's carriage was already waiting outside. The carriage of Zhang Cheng, the majestic governor of Guangzhou City and the governor of Lingnan Metropolitan Government, was naturally a luxurious carriage. Two extremely handsome and tall horses stood proudly, quite imposingly.

However, Wang Xiang didn't intend to ride in a carriage. He took out an electronic key and pressed it lightly. The cool sports car parked outside the Hou's mansion automatically opened the door, which surprised Zhang Cheng next to him.

"Master Zhang, why not try my car."

Zhang Cheng looked at the red convertible sports car and asked doubtfully, "Is this the Marquis' carriage?"

Wang Xiang laughed: "It's not a carriage, but it's more comfortable than a carriage."

In the past, I had no choice but to live the life of the ancients. Now I can return to the end of the world at any time. Wang Xiang naturally wants to enjoy the convenience of modern life. Not to mention him, even Li Zhi and Xiao Luoli cannot do without the convenience brought by modern life. If the light is not turned on at night, the two little ghosts will feel very uncomfortable, and the electronic game console must be played every day. Wang Xiang can't help but worry for Li Zhi. I really don't know if he can get used to it when he returns to Chang'an.

In the past, Dama Jindao sat upright and majestic, but the sports car was relatively low. Zhang Cheng felt a little awkward when he sat on it for the first time, but the seat and backrest were soft and comfortable, so he couldn't help moving his body.

Wang Xiang opened the car door and said with a smile: "Master Zhang, sit down, this car is much faster than a carriage." After speaking, he helped Zhang Cheng fasten his seat belt.

Zhang Cheng pulled the seat belt buckled on his chest for some unknown purpose, and asked in confusion, "How can you run without a horse?"

As soon as the words were finished, there was only a roar, and then Zhang Chengcheng felt the things on both sides receding quickly, and the strong wind whizzed by, so he grabbed the edge of the door in shock.Not only was he startled, but the boy who helped him watch the carriage was also startled by the scene in front of him. He was still wondering what Wang Xiang and Zhang Cheng were doing, when suddenly he heard the roar of the red iron monster and flew away. He rushed out, and disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye, and was stunned.It took a while to react before he hurriedly jumped on the horseback and drove the carriage while chasing and shouting: "My lord! Lord Hou!"

(End of this chapter)