The last conscience of the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 199 It's New Year's Eve
Zhao Ji practices chess.

Because he didn't want to miss one of the annual finals of each building.

Without Master Li, who will be the best in Bianjing? The oirans in each building are competing for their status next year.Therefore, the last few games were particularly exciting. Zhao Ji strictly ordered Wang Pu that if he missed any game without reminding himself, he would reward Wang Pu with a hundred boards.

Come out of the palace and return home.

Liang Xin found that everyone in the house was getting busy.

Wangxueju.

Cao Tan leaned on the soft cushion and was constantly giving instructions to the ladies in charge.

Seeing Liang Xin enter, Cao Tan said: "The day after tomorrow is the Stove King's Day, we will be busy."

"Well, you make the decision." Liang Xin didn't really understand.

There are too many things, and as a time traveler, he has forgotten the tradition.

Xu Shizhen sat aside to help Cao Tan take notes, and then took over the topic: "Next, sacrifice to the stove, sweep the dust, push beans, kill the New Year pig, New Year wine, New Year's Eve."

Liang Xin asked: "What is bean pushing?"

"Push the grinding mill to make tofu. Tofu makes you rich. You can't miss it on the table during the Chinese New Year."

Liang Xin asked: "Isn't it necessary to have more fish every year?"

There are fish every year. This came from the late Northern Song Dynasty, and it just didn’t happen yet.

When Cao Tan heard what Liang Xin said, he immediately ordered: "Have someone prepare fish, and prepare fish for tenants' homes and shops. This is auspicious. From now on, there will be fish for every year's banquet, and there will be more than enough every year."

"Yes."

Liang Xin just said this casually.

The Liang Mansion began to purchase fish in large quantities. The manager would also choose the size, length, and weight of the fish, pick the most auspicious numbers to prepare, and send out the less auspicious ones.

That's all.

There are rumors in Bianjing City Market.

Every year is more than enough.

It feels quite auspicious for Liang Mansion to do this.

Fish is expensive.

Among them, the price of Yellow River carp has increased five times.

However, it has little impact on ordinary people in Bianjing. Recently, a large amount of pickled fish has been shipped from the Jiangnan area, and the price is still the same.

At this time, Liuqiu.

This is the official name. The Dayi Prefecture mentioned by Liang Xin is not used as the official name and will not appear in official documents.

Bag City.

There is already a simple city here, most of which is still surrounded by wooden fences from the military camp.

Cao Yang inspected the salt field.

It's winter at this point and production is very low here.

But it also allowed Budai City to accumulate enough salt to load a hundred ships.

The salt here is called Jiuchi Salt Field.

Jiuchi is the water level of the sea, with a total of nine levels.

After catching the tide, let the sea water go up one level every day. By the ninth level, there is already salt on the bottom of the pool.There will be many salt workers pulling up long ropes to continuously make the water in the last pool move. This is a technique that was discovered recently. Let the water move in the pool. After the salt is produced, the salt will become very fine, and the salt grains will be white and uniform.

Outside the city, there were many soldiers cutting down trees and building sheds.

The kind of shed that can be dismantled and quickly assembled is prepared for half a year. There will be sheds on the last few layers of salt ponds to prevent heavy rain.

A heavy rain will destroy tens of thousands of pounds of salt.

At this time, someone shouted: "A-shaped salt flat, one hundred and eight pools, salt is collected one by one."

In winter, salt drying is slow, but it takes about 38 days for a batch of salt ponds to start collecting salt.

Cao Yang heard the shout and went over there.

The ninth layer of this salt pond has been accumulated for a long time. There is a thick layer of salt on the bottom of the pond. If it is not collected, it will affect the water storage capacity.

Moreover, after collecting the salt, these pools will be emptied of water and heavy stones will be used to crush the bottom of the pool.

Some people suggested that long strips of black stone should be used as the base.But after calculation, the cost was too high and it was not implemented for the time being.

Busy till evening.

Cook meat in a large pot.

Someone reported that the [-]th pond in A is collecting salt. Today, a thousand tons have been collected and will continue tomorrow.

Whether they are civil servants, military generals, soldiers, or salt workers here, they are all very happy.

Here, a million tons of salt a year is not a problem. As long as everyone works harder and creates more salt fields, it is not impossible to harvest several million tons of salt a year.

Therefore, what Liang Xin said, [-] million kilograms of salt a year, is really possible.

A civil servant has carefully calculated that Budai City is not the only area that can become a salt field. The current area of ​​Butai City can, with good management, collect [-] million kilograms of salt every year.

Six hundred million catties.

The calculation before Liang Xin crossed over was 30 tons, and Song Jin was more, 33 tons.

It is still far from the maximum output of Butai Salt Field.

Quanzhou, Wenzhou, Mingzhou and other navies will send supplies, purchase a large amount of pigs, sheep grain, etc., and then transport the salt away. Naturally, there will be a set of proper handling methods. I will only say that at the moment, the salt will be distributed to the soldiers. Converting rates is the simplest way.

New Year approached.

Cao Yang was in his room and began to write a letter back to Bianjing.

Written to my father.

Although Cao Yang's father, Cao Song, was still on a mission to the Liao Kingdom.

I wrote it to my sister, to my brother-in-law Liang Xin, and to my old friends.

It's a lie to say I miss home.

But Cao Yang also understands that what he is doing now is a big thing, a big thing that will be of great use to the Cao family in the future, so he must study government affairs here seriously, learn to manage troops, people, and affairs.

After writing the letter, Cao Yang took the letter and came outside the tent.

There is a barracks here dedicated to letters. Whenever a ship from Mingzhou or Quanzhou comes over, they will take the letters back.

There are many people lined up here, chatting happily.

When you see Cao Yang coming, even if you don't recognize him, you still recognize the clothes on Cao Yang's body.

This is not an ordinary military attache, but represents a military honor with a title.

Everyone stepped aside and stopped joking.

Cao Yang said with a dark face: "Do I owe you your salary, or am I taking your meat, what are you hiding from?"

"The general is joking, the young ones are just soldiers."

"What kind of soldiers are there? Everyone who comes here is eating from the same pot." Cao Yang said, placing his letter in the tent: "Send it to Bianjing, the Cao family."

Once they heard about the Cao family, these ordinary soldiers and low-level military attachés became much more relaxed.

Hello Cao family.

What a good idea.

Cao Cao rated him as a commander. Whether it was the Imperial Guards on the expedition, the soldiers of the Western Army, or the Xiang soldiers in the northwest, they changed from being inferior to dogs to becoming like the dogs of the rich.

This is not a curse, this is true love.

According to the law of Song Dynasty.

When refugees serve as soldiers, they are given a reward, usually ten strings, and are often deducted, even if it is money to buy their lives. After receiving the money, the whole family moves into the military camp and becomes a military household for the rest of their lives.

Even if you are a member of the Imperial Guard, when you are stationed at the station, you will not go back to your dormitory after duty, but go home, your wife will cook, and all the military households will live around you.

Each soldier was given about sixty liters of rice a month.

According to the calculation method before Liang Xin's time travel, one liter at this time is 590 Songjin, and one Songjin is [-] grams before Liang Xin's time travel.

For one person, it is enough to eat regardless of nutrition.

But this is the rice that feeds the whole family.

What about non-staple food?
No.

(End of this chapter)