This King Zhou is not stupid

Di Xin's general method is still memorized, and he doesn't need to change the rest. It's faster than chopping firewood and cooking salt, and the size of the pot is only as big as the salt field.

"I understand, I will arrange someone to take care of this salt field."

Jiang Hengchu knew very well that if the Yantian was true, it would bring great benefits to Donglu and the Yin and Shang peoples.

Salt is such a thing that you can’t even work if you don’t eat it for a day. The salt that ordinary people eat is not so much salt, but rather salty mines. That kind of salt has a lot of impurities, and eating too much is very bad for the body.

Anyway, it only needs to wait for three days, Jiang Hengchu is not in a hurry.

"By the way, Old Dragon King, I have a big plan. I want to ask the Xihai Dragon Clan for help. If it succeeds, it will benefit both the Clan and the Dragon Clan. Do you want to introduce me?"

"What's the plan?"

"It is necessary to develop Xiniu Hezhou."

"This!"

When the Dragon King of the East China Sea heard this, he was hesitant. He also knew what kind of place Xiniu Hezhou was, and even a barren land was fine.

It is too difficult to develop Xiniu Hezhou.

"Does Your Majesty have a plan? It's not just a whim." The old Dragon King asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, absolutely not, trust Gu."

Di Xin's tone was the same as that of a company founder who wanted a certain boss to take a stake.

"Okay, and besides, my lord, you need to pay attention. The old dragon heard that Xuanniao is quite dissatisfied with you changing the totem, and there may be troubles in the world."

"He was dissatisfied, so I asked him to come to Gu. He dared to touch a hair of the people of the Human Race, and Gu cut off his head."

Di Xin was not joking, if Xuanniao and the locust god spread disasters like that, for example, making the world's grains fail, and the Jiejiao disciples caught Xuanniao, he would definitely behead Xuanniao as a public display to inspire the hearts of the people.

Then post a post, just write "Xuanniao loses morality, harms the common people, I have already decapitated him", and his death will be in vain.

Ah no, it's not in vain, the place on the list of gods is -1.

That's the way it is in the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods, no matter how strong anyone is, as long as they are not saints, all powerful people who died during this period will be on the list.

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Three days later.

Civil and military officials were waiting outside the Longde Hall. Jiang Hengchu arrived late, holding a bronze dish full of fine white salt in his hand.

"Dong Bohou."

After Shang Rong saw Jiang Hengchu, he didn't care about etiquette and ran over directly. He saw the white salt in the container in Dong Bohou's hand.

"Is this the salt produced in the salt fields? The color is like snow, the fineness is like sand, without any impurities."

"It's just a little bit from the salt field. After I purified it according to the refining method the king said, I ground it finely and showed it to everyone."

Jiang Hengchu still had tears in his eyes. He couldn't believe that when he took the flying boat to check the situation in the Yantian this morning, the scene in the Yantian made his old minister burst into tears.

"In the salt fields by the sea, under the clear brine, the salt is spread in the salt fields, one piece after another, not to mention bagging, even if the whole airship is used to load it dozens of times, it will not be able to hold it."

"This! So much?!"

Shang Rong was very surprised, and afterward, he also wanted to cry.

"Ministers, look!"

He raised Dong Bohou's hand.

"Your Majesty is truly a sage, and with the blessing of Empress Nuwa, our human race will never be short of salt again!"

"Is this the salt produced by the king's method?"

"It's so thin." A minister pinched a pinch on his finger, and the feel was much better than the previous salt.

"The taste is also very positive!" Some people even put a little bit on their fingers and put it directly into their mouths.

"How about the salt production?"

"Absolutely enough!"

Dong Bohou never thought that one day he would say the phrase 'salt is enough', really, never thought of it.

You know, the output of salt is really not high, and ordinary people can only eat some sea salt and mineral salt scraped directly from the rocks.

Just this small dish of fine salt may cost tens of catties of grain in exchange, which is so precious.

At this time, Wen Zhong also came. He rode Mo Qilin, and he turned over from Mo Qilin with the same excitement, and looked at the fine salt in Dong Bohou's hand.

"Is that all?" He couldn't help asking.

"Hahaha, Grand Master Wen, this is just a little bit. If you go to Yantian to see it once, you will know it. I am afraid that the people all over the world will not be able to eat it all together."

"Oh, all right."

Wen Taishi couldn't help but feel relieved.

"Your Majesty has a new method of making salt this time. I am a great merchant! Hey, Dong Bohou, Your Majesty once said that there is a way to make salt very fast. It must be windy, right?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"I'm going to ask my uncles who have been teaching me to refine a magic weapon that can blow wind, can I use it to speed up the production of salt?"

"Hahaha."

Dong Bohou laughed. Hearing that the grand master is a typical case of too little salt in the past, he was afraid of poverty.

"Grand Master Wen, you can relax. The production of salt is definitely enough. I, Jiang Hengchu, use my head as a guarantee. If I don't die, Yantian must be my top priority in Donglu."

At this time, the time had come, and all civil and military officials lined up neatly, preparing to enter the pilgrimage to meet.

The land of Yin and Shang is blooming with brilliant colors far beyond the past.

And when the civil and military officials entered the court, the first sentence they heard was.

"My loves, don't salute first, I have a private matter to say!!!"

Chapter 47: Ziya goes down the mountain, the world changes

Let's say that in Xiqi further west, there is a mountain named Kunlun Mountain.

This mountain is the place where Yuxu Palace explained and taught Yuanshi Tianzun Taoism. There is an old man named Jiang Shang, whose name is Ziya, and whose Taoist name is Feixiong.

Jiang Ziya went up to the mountain at the age of 32, and practiced Taoism in West Kunlun for 72 years. He is now [-] years old. It is a pity that his talent for immortality is shallow and he does not have the luck to become an immortal.

On that day, Yuanshi Tianzun sat cross-legged and meditated, his body was full of rays of light, and he seemed to notice something and opened his eyes.

"Boy Baihe." He used the magic technique of sound transmission.

A white crane flew into Yuxu Palace in a moment, turned into a boy and landed.

"Master." He bent down and bowed his hands in salute.

"Go and invite your uncle Jiang Shang to come."

Baihe Boy flew out again to invite Jiang Ziya.

After a while, a white-haired old man walked into Yuxu Palace.

"See you, disciple Jiang Shang."

"Zi Ya, you have been in Kunlun for forty years, and it is difficult to achieve immortality now. This is not the place where you have lived for a long time. You can go down the mountain as soon as possible and find another way."

Ziya was startled, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed and asked, "This disciple is sincerely a monk, and dare not be greedy for the mundane world. I hope Master will take him in."

"Your fate is like this, you should go down the mountain as soon as possible, this is my law."

"This..."

Jiang Ziya had no choice but to get up and bid farewell to Yuanshi Tianzun, but he was really confused.

With tears in the corner of his eyes, he asked, "When will the disciple go down the mountain this time, when will he be able to return?"

"The number of days has been fixed. When you complete your work, you will have the day to go up the mountain."

"The disciple leads the order."

Jiang Ziya was full of sadness, bid farewell to Yuanshi Tianzun, visited all the fellow Taoists, and then left Kunlun Mountain with his bags.

At the foot of Qilin Cliff in Kunlun Mountains, Jiang Ziya looked at the vast world, not knowing where to go.

"I have no siblings, parents, and relatives, where should I go?"

Aimlessly, Jiang Ziya suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, I still have a sworn brother in Chaoge, so why not go and join him."

Jiang Ziya immediately used the method of earth escape and went to Chaoge, thousands of miles away, and it took only one day to reach Songjiazhuang, 35 miles away from the south gate of Chaoge.

Just when I arrived at Zhuangkou, I heard a child shouting: "Where is the evil spirit hiding in the ground? Come out!"

Jiang Ziya was puzzled, and escaped from the soil, only to see a young man no more than eighteen, with bright eyes, looking at Jiang Ziya very puzzled.

"Are you human?" The young man was puzzled. "Why don't you take the big road and use the method of earth escape."

"Oh, fellow daoist, Jiang Ziya, a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun from Yuxu in the lower Kunlun Mountains, with the Taoist name Feixiong, is coming down the mountain to Songjiazhuang to find an old friend. I don't know who the friend is?"

"Are you from the Yuxu Sect?" The young man was shocked.

"Exactly."

"Ah, I'm sorry!" The boy put away his wisdom eyes. "I will teach Song Ren, a disciple of Ten Heavenly Lord's sect. I didn't know that my uncle came from afar. I have offended you a lot. Please forgive me."

"Oh? You are a disciple of the Jiejiao."

Jiang Ziya did not expect that this young man was actually a disciple of Lord Shitian.

Now the relationship between Jiejiao and Chanjiao is not so rigid. Even during the Battle of the Conferred Gods, most of the Jiejiao disciples were polite to the Chanjiao disciples. A rational disciple like Yunxiao, even if his brother died, would not be disrespectful at all.

As their student, Song Ren is naturally not bad.

"Yes, this disciple has been studying at Chaoge Brothers Academy. The school is closed today, and we are allowed to rest freely, so I went home to visit. Unexpectedly, I offended my uncle."

"It's okay, it's okay."

Jiang Ziya is also known for his good temper.

"Are you from Songjiazhuang? Also, the Chaoge Brothers Academy you mentioned refers to..."

"I'm indeed from Songjiazhuang, and Chaoge Brothers Academy said so."

At this time, I saw a bulge on the ground in the distance quickly escaped between Jiang Ziya and Song Ren, it stopped not far away, and a child's head emerged.

"Song Ren, hurry up, the others have already gone back." The child shouted jokingly.

"Got it, I'll follow right away."

While speaking, there was a child flying on a wooden board in the sky, but he was still very unskilled, and he flew crookedly.

Even so, it still made Jiang Ziya a little depressed.

When did this human race have so many talented people?

"Uncle, since you are coming to Songjiazhuang to find someone, come with me."

"So good."

Jiang Ziya and Song Ren walked together, and the two were not in a hurry. Song Ren explained to Jiang Ziya what the Chaoge Monastic Academy was, and Jiang Ziya praised it again and again.

"That is to say, headed by Chaoge, the four major kingdoms have such monk colleges?"

"Yes, the disciple is a formation cultivator, so he is not as fast as Song He and Song Yi, but he is proficient in the art of ventilation and water, and is good at formations."

"Speaking of feng shui, it is also the strong point of the poor, how about I teach you some other day?"

"Then thank you very much, Uncle. By the way, who is the person you are looking for, Uncle?"

"I can't remember the name, but I still remember where I live."

"That's good, disciple, let's send Master Uncle off."

Jiang Ziya entered the Song Family Manor. Although forty years had passed, he still found the family, and saw that the gate remained the same, and the green willows remained forever.

Song Ren was also surprised.

"Uncle, aren't you friends with my grandfather?"

"Your grandfather?"

"Yes."