Chapter 656: fried salt
Chapter 656 Fried Salt
They just want the salt to be done as soon as possible.
When everything was almost done, Xi Yao drew a picture and asked Lao Yu: "This is called a prison basin, it can be made of iron or bamboo. If it is iron, we don't want it anymore. You can ask the villagers for help and take a look. Where is the bamboo, let them bring it to us and pay them wages!"
Lao Yu took a deep look at Xi Yao and nodded.
The imperial court can directly requisition the villagers.
It’s good not to make trouble for them, let them do things without paying wages at all.
Laoyu himself is an ordinary person, and he has encountered too much injustice. Therefore, it is inconceivable that Xi Yao is considerate and considerate to those villagers.
Xi Yao's ability, let alone others, he looked at it and felt that others were not simple.
But such a person, who understands the suffering of people's livelihood, is a bit contradictory.
The prison basin was still watched by Xi Yao, who taught the villagers what to do.
After the sea salt comes out, it will definitely not be withdrawn here, and the prison basin will definitely still be needed.
The villagers who thought they could make money didn't expect that they sent bamboo and learned a craft. Everyone was a little confused.
"The things here will not be withdrawn in the future. The craftsmanship of the prison is in your hands. When it is confirmed in the future, maybe you should come here to work. If you do it well, it will get better and better in the future!" Xi Yao gave They had a glimmer of hope, but they didn't tell those people what the purpose of this prison was.
The villagers who were forced to learn the craft looked at each other, happy and a little nervous. The suddenness of this benefit made people feel terrified.
Xi Yao let them digest it by themselves, and then made a new request—she wanted straw ash and reed grass ash.
These are all things from farmhouses, not in fishing villages.
"My mother's family should have it," said Auntie Li, who helped.
"Auntie, go back to your mother's house and make sure that we want as much as we want. Don't worry, we won't take it for nothing," Xi Yao thought for a while and then said, "If not, we can make it ready. This is the deposit. !" Saying that, he stuffed ten pennies into the family.
Aunt Li held the copper coin, nodded hastily, then said something to the woman beside her, and immediately rushed to her mother's house.
Whether it's farming or fishing, it's hard to live.
You can make some money, and no one wants to lose it.
Aunt Li's family is not far from the fishing village, and there is a mountain across it. It is this mountain that gives hope, so that the village can grow food and not be harmed by the sea breeze.
The fishing village is because there is no shelter, every year in the wind and rain season, no matter what you plant, it can be uprooted for you.
Therefore, the people in the fishing villages are very poor, they can't eat enough and don't wear well, but they can't starve to death because there are fish.
It is also because of this that people in fishing villages can marry wives, otherwise, they can't even marry wives.
Wheat straw is important, but if it is not important, it is worthless.
This is someone who wants to buy straw ash, and they are still given real copper coins. As long as they have it, no one is willing to refuse.
So, when Aunt Li returned to her mother's house and said, everyone was skeptical, and it was not until Aunt Li took out the copper plate that people were convinced.
If there is straw ash, you can carry it directly. If you don’t have it, you can straighten it out. As long as you have money, nothing is impossible.
Because I didn’t know what to do, people didn’t dare to give more, so I gave away a dozen baskets…
Xi Yao took a look and was satisfied, so he said to Aunt Li, "Let's do this today, and if I want it tomorrow, I'll tell you later!"
"Okay!" Aunt Li rubbed her hands excitedly, and didn't dare to mention the price.
(end of this chapter)