Daqin: I was overheard by Zulong

Chapter 111 Salt

Why drink some tea, and something went wrong!How are you so used to it?Ying Zheng simply changed the subject.

On the other side, Qiang Yan was drinking fragrant tea, and mentioned a sentence just right, "When I was fighting in the past, I always wanted to live a good life, but now I really live a good life, but I want to fight again, hey..."

"That's right!" Yang Duanhe took over the words, "When Zhao was killed, he couldn't even eat at the end of the fight. It's hard to think about it! Especially after the fight, he didn't get any salty food for a day. That's really a cut. No one has the energy!"

When Yingzheng heard this, he was slightly moved. It is indeed not a smooth path for the Great Qin to destroy the six countries and unify the world. Therefore, even though the unification is underway today, Yingzheng knows in his heart that there are still many hidden dangers buried in it.

Now he is suppressed by himself, and once he lets go and returns to the west, Zhao Yi may not be able to suppress the remnants of the Six Kingdoms gang.

Wang Chi was puzzled when he heard what the two generals said, "What do you mean by the two generals, can't the army afford salt? Not so much, shouldn't every soldier have fine salt on them?" ?”

Qiang Lu rolled his eyes at Wang Chi, and he didn't even bother to talk to him, but Yang Duanhe laughed, "I still can't supply fine salt, and coarse salt is not enough. That's an army of hundreds of thousands, and the daily expenses are terrible. number?"

"In particular, the salt in my Great Qin Dynasty all came from the land of Shu. When it was transported to the battlefield, most of it was consumed on the road, and it was all coarse, even toxic mineral salt."

"But that kind of thing was a treasure in the army at that time, and no one was willing to eat it!"

"Yes!" Ying Zheng nodded again and again, "The matter of salt production has not been solved well until now, even in Xianyang City, the only people who can afford fine salt are the palace and the Prince's Mansion. "

Wang Chi was taken aback. He was perfectly integrated with Daqin, but he was not very familiar with marching and fighting, military supplies, etc., but even so, he still couldn't understand, is it so difficult to eat salt?It seems that the prince and the palace never buy expensive fine salt outside!
Qiang Yan, Yang Duanhe, and Ying Zheng sighed for a while, and it was the beginning of a meeting of reminiscing bitterness and thinking about sweetness. Zhao Yi listened to it, but couldn't help but sneer.

[Just take it with a grain of salt, I didn’t use my brain, I couldn’t think of a solution, I just ran away like this, that’s it! 】

[I'm stupid, and I blame the bad salt in Sichuan. I think other people's salt is not good. I fix it myself. How easy it is to make salt. How come it has become an eternal problem when it gets into the mouths of the old people? 】

Zhao Yi thought about it calmly, while Ying Zheng was listening, his eyes suddenly enlarged, and he couldn't help looking at Zhao Yi.

What does the prince mean?Salt?Is salt something that can be made by making it?It's so simple, why is salt production still being run by the government? It's to prevent criminals from flooding the market with poisonous salt, which will kill people!
Therefore, making salt is not a trivial matter. If the prince really dares to mess around, it will be a serious crime of beheading. If he really violates the criminal law, he will not cover it up!

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng planned to call Zhao Yi, "Who is that, Wang Chi, right? I know in retrospect, since there is little salt, why don't you make more? Then I tell you, if it is so easy, do you still need to do it?" ?”

Wang Chi was stunned. He did have such an idea just now, but the problem is that he didn't say it.

Zhao Yi was also confused. Although Ying Zheng was talking about Wang Chi, and Wang Chi's confused look was obviously asking "how did you know?", Zhao Yi always felt that Ying Zheng was talking about himself.

[Grandma is a bear, this is so evil! 】Zhao Yi frowned, feeling even more disgusted.

Yang Duanhe took up the conversation with a chuckle, "Boy, do you really dare to think that way? What kind of salt do you think you can make if you say it?"

"Now the entire Great Qin, there are very few salt mines in Shu and the Central Plains, and there are government-run salt-making workshops, but even so, it is still not enough to meet the needs of the soldiers and civilians of the Great Qin."

"Salt production is extremely complicated. I won't go into details. I will only tell you that even in the entire Xianyang City, only half of the people who can afford salt, even coarse salt, can only afford it!"

Wang Chi was stunned for a while. Seeing his expression, Yang Duanhe and Ying Zheng finally smiled, but their expressions became serious as they smiled.

As a member of the core of the Great Qin, why don't they hope that everyone in the Great Qin can afford salt, but the problem is that this problem is really too difficult to achieve.

【Is it so difficult?Is it more expensive than salt?What kind of psychology, what a bunch of frogs in a well. 】

[What's so difficult about making salt? It's nothing more than mining and processing. Isn't Daqin also relying on the sea?With such a long coastline, isn’t it edible after processing the sea salt? 】

[The processing is not complicated. It is nothing more than grinding it many times, filtering impurities, and then detoxifying and purifying it to produce fine table salt. The cost cannot be that high! 】

Zhao Yi thought about it casually. After all, making salt is such a simple matter, it is impossible for someone who has studied chemistry and has a little common sense.

But he thought casually and didn't take it seriously, but Ying Zheng, who heard his voice, couldn't keep calm no matter what.

Even Zhao Yi's thoughts were like a slap in the face, which shocked Ying Zheng for a long time before he could recover.

Are these things that the prince thought of really feasible?Could making salt be that simple?

Yingzheng really wanted to believe the prince, but even if there were steps in what Zhao Yi thought, Yingzheng was still not sure.

Because Zhao Yi's way of making salt is really too simple, but I have to say that according to his method, if he can really get refined salt, then it is certain that the cost of salt will plummet.

At that time, the problem of eating salt that plagued everyone will be fundamentally solved, and all the people in Daqin will be able to eat safe salt. This kind of merit is really immeasurable!

Ying Zheng's hands couldn't help but tremble, but Zhao Yi's heartbeat hadn't stopped yet.

[It seems that there is a special salt-making equipment in the Prince's Mansion. Although it is impossible to make salt in large quantities, it should be possible to make it bigger in this era. 】

[After all, it is not a complicated process, and the raw materials needed are simple, but should we take it out? 】

[Forget it, I’d better stop it. This is no joke. If you don’t do it right, you’ll lose your head. Let’s forget it...]

Zhao Yi thought so, and Ying Zheng, who heard his voice, suddenly became anxious.

Come on, don't take out something that can make refined salt, and only care about yourself, are you still reasonable?
(End of this chapter)