Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 2874 Salt Lesson

  Bai Shan was obviously very excited, and he described the sea along the way with Zhou Man. He only talked about business affairs with Zhou Man when he returned home and after washing, "The sea is very beautiful, but the people living on the beach are very bitter."

  He said: "I walked by the sea for three days, and every village I went through was poorer than Zhaojiagou."

He lowered his voice and said: "The house is low and simple, and the doctors don’t cover the body. I asked them. They fish all year round. At the harvest time, there are lucky merchants to buy salted fish. They buy salted fish every year. Their income is only about 200 wen per capita. As you know, fishermen by the sea basically have no land. They rely on fishing and chopping wood for the salt farms to cook sea salt for their livelihoods, so they have to buy food."

  Man Bao was surprised, “That’s why they don’t have enough food even with a buck of grain.”

  Bai Shan nodded, "Yes, so they are hungry for half a year of the year, so they can't eat enough."

  "Isn't there a salt field?" Man Bao frowned, "How much is the salt field for a day?"

  Bai Shan glanced at her and said, “A day from nine to twelve essays, but they still have a family. I’m an average income.”

   "Then the nine to twelve literary essays are too low," Man Bao said, "your family gave you twenty essays a day to build a house back then, and twenty-five essays with good craftsmanship."

  Bai Shan: "...How old are you then, how can you remember?"

  Man Bao proudly said: "I have a ledger. At that time, my fourth brother lost a bet and there was no money at home, so I remember every dollar earned at home during that time."

  She doesn't remember these in her memory, but her account book remembers it. It really is not as good as a bad pen.

  Man Bao asked him, "Then what are you going to do? Since they can't earn anything from the land, they can only earn from the sea."

  Bai Shan nodded, "I think so too, but in the sea...I can only think of fish at the moment. I have to meet with the few merchants who bought salted fish before making a decision."

  Man Bao asked slightly excitedly: "When will you go to the beach again? I want to go too."

  Bai Shan laughed: "Are you not staying at the medical department?"

  Man Bao's shoulders collapsed, "The medical department has no patients."

She sighed and said: "For some reason, I told Renmanxian to beat the gongs and drums, and I asked Fangxiancheng to give the paperwork to the Lizheng, and asked them to notify them in the villages under their respective jurisdiction, but it still didn't. People come to seek medical treatment."

  Bai Shan hesitated and said, "Then you are going out to the free clinic?"

  He lowered his voice and whispered, “I don’t think the fishermen on the beach are in very good health.”

  Man Bao instantly sat upright, nodding his head again and again, with a look of approval, "Yes, I just want to go to the free clinic!"

  Bai Shan laughed instantly, rolled up his legs and sat cross-legged on the couch with a smile, and said with a smile: "Then you are ready to go with you when I have handled the official affairs of the county government."

  Man Bao nodded happily.

  Bai Shan is not in the county government, and he has not accumulated many affairs recently, but there are not many.

  Most of Fangxian Cheng can handle it for him, and the rest is waiting for him to come back to make up his mind.

  Bai Shan took half a day to deal with these official duties, and then took an hour a day to come to the hall to deal with the accumulated cases, and the rest of the time was to meet with various people.

  The merchants in Beihai County, as well as the Song family and Li family, are relatively large gentry in Beihai County.

  Three days later, Bai Shan packed up his things, and took the Master Song and Wei Dong Xian together to go to the countryside.

Lieutenant Dong Xian who has only come back for three days and feels that his **** is not hot:...

  Song's master book was also in a daze, and touched his face before Bai Shan returned. Before Bai Shan took office, he had gone to the countryside for nearly a decade. Even in spring, people almost peeled off the sun.

  Bai County magistrate also loves going to the countryside too much, right?

  What's good in the country?

  Just arrived, shouldn’t Fang Xiancheng compete for the power of the county government?

  Run to the countryside all day, most of the affairs are handed over to the county magistrate, who is the magistrate of the two of you?

  Bai Shanzheng spoke to Fang County Cheng, “I took a look. We have only one salt farm in Beihai County, but the amount of salt is not high, so that the salary for cooking salt is also very low.”

Fangxian Cheng seemed to have been waiting for Bai Shan to ask, and said: "The salt farm is under the control of Song Zhuo. When the county magistrate Lu was there, he replied that there were few mountains and trees, so the scale of salt cooking was limited, so the salt production was not high."

Fangxian Cheng paused and said: "My lord, the salt production in the salt field has indeed been low. From the previous dynasty, through the efforts of the county magistrates, it has actually increased. Now Beihai County has 60% of its finances. It depends on the official salt sales, and the remaining 40% depends on various taxes."

  It can be said that the ratio is very unhealthy.

  Bai Shan raised his eyebrows and asked, "How much did it grow? Why did it grow?"

  He smiled slightly and said, "We have found a way to grow. Maybe we can make him grow longer."

  Fangxian Cheng lowered his eyes and said: "When the cooking pot grows, it grows naturally."

  Bai Shan:...

  This kind of growth with no technical content is the last thing Bai Shan wants to see.

  He stretched out his fingers and rubbed his forehead, and said: "No matter, check the accounts of the salt farm first."

  Bai Shan said: "During the period when I took Dong Xianwei and Song Master's book out, Laofang County's staff was troubled, and I checked the accounts of the saltworks and reported them to me."

  Fang County Cheng was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Bai Shan got up to leave, he couldn’t help standing up, "My lord—"

  Fangxian Cheng stopped him, frowned and thought for a while, but he couldn't help but hint: "My lord means to check the accounts of the salt farm? But the accounts on the salt farm have always been in charge of Song Master's book..."

"But Master Song will go to the beach with me tomorrow. We won't be able to come back for at least ten years. Since Fangxiancheng stays behind the county government, you can do more if you can. Check the accounts of the salt farm." Bai Shan Turning around and staring at him, he pointedly said: "I have seen it. The coastline of Beihai County is very long. It is possible to set up a few more salt fields. Why stick to one?"

  Fangxian County Cheng lowered his eyes and said: "The county magistrate Lu also thought the same before he left. He has sent someone to set up a salt farm in the area of ​​Dazhongwa, but unfortunately it was only half built, and the forest near Dazhongwa caught fire."

  He said: "The wildfire has burned a lot of trees. Even if everyone's salt works were built, there was not enough firewood to cook the salt, so the matter was put on hold."

  Bai Shan's face sank. He didn't know about it. He asked, "When is this?"

"Two years ago," Fang County Cheng said: "The salt field was stopped for more than a year, and the magistrate Lu saw that a lot of new wood had grown on the mountain, and he wanted to restart the salt field. Who knew Qingzhou had undergone tremendous changes. Promoted to Yidu County."

Although they are all county magistrates, Yidu County is Qingzhou Guoxian or Shangxian. The official rank is half a rank higher. This is considered an unexpected promotion. Otherwise, according to the seniority of Lu County magistrate, he will have to work in Beihai County for another three years. Will be promoted and left.

  In three years, I might really fight against the local gentry.

  　See you at six in the afternoon

  (End of this chapter)