Farmer’s Little Girl

   Chapter 2878

Man Bao didn’t have any idea not to eat minced meat, and knew that their conditions were limited, so he said: “You can reduce exposure to cold water, and everyone knows that women can’t touch cold water during confinement, but in fact, women who are susceptible to cold life Zhongdu should try to minimize contact with cold water, let alone soak in seawater like you."

  She said: "Don't talk about the far away, I will only ask you a close question, how old is the oldest woman in your village? What is the age of the longest-lived woman who does not go to the sea, but just goes down to farm?"

  "They must live longer than you. When they are older, they generally suffer less sins than you."

  Women stop talking when they hear it. People who live by the sea do not envy the people on the land inside, thinking that they have fields and land, and they are born to live better than them.

  The wish of many fishermen’s families is to fish more and make more money. They will buy a few better fields on the land, and they will leave the beach and never fish again.

  Man Bao looked better after seeing them listen.

  The people in the village are basically sick, so they can’t be seen on the surface, but there are many problems, especially they are still hungry and cold, and they have more problems.

When Bai Shan came back, Zhou Man only saw half of the people.

The village chief looked excited and greeted everyone to prepare lunch for them. Man Bao also stopped work and took a rest. He looked at the excited village chief, and looked at the poor face of Song Master's book. He turned his head and asked Bai Shan, "What's this? NS?"

  Bai Shan said: "I have decided to restart the new salt field here. Today we went to see it again, and we all felt that we could start work by building some more stoves."

  Man Bao asked, "Do you want to cook salt?"

  Bai Shan raised her eyebrows when she asked, "Is there any other way besides boiling salt?"

Man Bao glanced at him, got up and went back to the house, and soon took out a thin book to him, "There are several methods for making salt, I flipped through it roughly, and felt that in addition to the method of boiling salt, we You can also use the sun-dried salt method. We cannot do any other methods under our current conditions."

Bai Shan took it and found that it was a book with no head and tail. It should be a book with a lot of paper torn off. He was not surprised at this situation. Sometimes the book Man Bao took out was like this, not only would it be lost At the beginning and the end, things in the middle part will be lost.

  He looked up and saw that the village chief was busy in the kitchen himself, and Master Song was sulking behind the wall. Lieutenant Dong Xian lowered his voice and said something to him. No one paid attention to them except Da Ji.

  Bai Shan lowered his voice and asked, "Is this from my little father-in-law?"

  Man Bao did not nod, but did not shook his head to deny.

  Bai Shan then sighed: "Little father-in-law is so kind to me."

  Man Bao ignored him, and said, "Let's take a look. Some of the words above are not clear, and I don't know if Beihai County is suitable. Try it first."

  Bai Shan nodded.

  I opened the book in the yard and it seemed that although it was in broad daylight, the house was still very dark, so it was better to be refreshed in the yard.

  He is so upright, naturally no one will join in the fun and ask him what books he reads, Song Master is worrying about other things, so he didn't come forward.

  Bai Shan pondered for one night, and the next day he called the village chief with a look of excitement: “Let the young people hold hoes, shovel and other things. Let’s try to build salt pans today.”

  The village chief said in a daze: "My lord, we haven't gone to cut the firewood yet, we have to chop the firewood and come back to dry..."

  Bai Shan said excitedly: “We don’t need to cook salt. I have come up with a new method of salt production. Let’s try this one first.”

  The village chief trembled, and he was speechless for a while.

  The Master Song who came by was also stunned, and then his eyes lit up and he immediately became excited. He leaned forward and asked, "Major Bai, you just said that you want to try a new salt-making method without boiling salt?"

  Bai Shan said with a light smile, “Didn’t Master Song say that there are not many trees around here and that there is not enough firewood?”

   "I thought about it, and I think what you said makes sense. Mountains and forests are also the property of the imperial court. You shouldn't want to cut trees and destroy other creatures in order to boil salt," he said, "So I plan to change to a salt-making method."

  The head of the village hurriedly said: "My lord, we don’t have to cut down the nearby trees, we can go to a farther place and cut down."

  Is this endless mountain forest, are you afraid that there are no trees?

Song Zhubu heard the words and turned his head to reprimand him, "Are you all from Xiaowa Village that day? The trees around here are fine, but if you are also logging in far away places, it will cause conflicts and troubles. When the dispute arises, can you afford to pay for these losses?"

  The village chief was clumsy, and coupled with the natural suppression of the other party’s identity, he could not answer at all, so he could only look at Bai Shan anxiously, "My lord, we will plant the trees according to the rules after we cut down the trees, and we will definitely not destroy the mountains and forests."

Before Bai Shan spoke, Master Song continued: "You sound good, ten years of trees and a hundred years of trees, you can cut a tree for a while, but it takes at least ten years for a tree to grow. It takes so much firewood for you to cook salt for a longer period of time. Can you keep up with replanting?"

  The head of the village blushed and said, "The Longchi also cut down many trees..."

  "Can you compare to Longchi? How many years are the salt fields in Longchi? Do you know how much salt can be boiled for the court each year?"

  The head of the village was purplish-red, and he lowered his head and stopped speaking.

  Bai Shan said slowly: "What is the noise? My method is just an excellent method that I just found out from the book. We don't use firewood this time, but use the sun to dry it."

  He shook his head and said: "If you want to talk about the sun under the sky, the sun cannot be compared with the sky, so I think the salt from the sun will be better than the salt from the boiled one."

The village chief was about to cry. This is unreliable. He is also simple and straightforward: "My lord, this sun is so powerful, it can't cook rice into rice. This sea water cooks salt. , Can only rely on firewood."

  Bai Shan said, “This county is the magistrate of Beihai County, so I really have to consider a lot of things. I can’t destroy the forest for the sake of boiling salt, so I must try this method.”

  The village chief said: "What if the trial fails?"

  Bai Shan said: “One trial can’t make two trials. If you don’t get it in a year, you can dry it for two years. That’s okay. Ask the Master to follow me to get the salt pan. There is no need to build the stove.”

   Seeing the village chief’s face turned gray, Bai Shan said to him: “Don’t worry, there will be no less wages for you on the Yamen side. Twelve articles a day will be given to you according to the treatment on the Longchi Saltworks.”

  Song's master book opened his mouth to object, but when he thought that Bai Shan had easily changed his mind, he choked back again, fearing that he would think about cooking salt again.

  Song's master book is still a bit unbelievable, but Bai Shan took people to the beach, walking around, and finally chose a place to gather the sand on the beach and dig out the salt pan.

  The salt field in the distance was left alone.

  　See you at 11 pm

  (End of this chapter)