Tian's little cook

Chapter 165 Salt Factory

Xiaoer explained: "The salt workshop was closed five days ago. I heard that the imperial court has withdrawn the right to make and sell salt. Private salt production and selling will be prohibited in the future."

five days ago?Isn't it the day she and Lin Jiao set off from Yunze City?
If the private salt factory is closed, where can I buy brine?
Lin Zhimo was a little discouraged for a while. It was really not as good as the sky. He finally rushed over, but this happened.

Lin Zhimo didn't speak, and Lin Jiao asked, "Then the government asked the private salt factory to move out immediately?"

"It seems not." Xiaoer scratched his head, "By the way, I heard from two guest officers yesterday that the government gave them half a month to move out."

Lin Zhimo had another glimmer of hope.

"Thank you." Lin Jiao said to Xiaoer.

The two walked back to the street again, and Lin Zhimo said, "It's still because you are thoughtful, people can't move away immediately. Lin Jiao, it's lucky to have you."

Lin Jiao smiled and said nothing, but replied in her heart, it's lucky to have you.

Xicheng is not too big, so after asking two passers-by, it took only half an hour for them to arrive at the salt factory.

Although the government ordered the closure of all private salt factories, as expected, some salt factories were still open, and some people came in and out.

Since the founding of the Dasheng Dynasty, the court has always been in charge of salt production and sales.Firstly, the price of salt can be controlled to prevent someone from driving up the price; secondly, salt is a necessary commodity after all, and it is more at ease in the hands of the imperial court.

Only five years ago, the imperial court suddenly relaxed this right and allowed private participation.There is a salt lake behind Xicheng, and soon large and small private salt factories appeared.

Relying on salt production and sales, Xicheng developed rapidly from a dilapidated small town. In order to facilitate the transportation of salt, the imperial court specially let two official roads pass through Xicheng.

Now, Lin Zhimo made a rough count, and she saw that there were seven or eight salt workshops with their doors open.

The salt factory here is a bit like a night market street, where everyone builds next to each other.

The two came to the nearest salt factory that was still open, and stood at the door and asked, "Is anyone there?"

"Here we come." A loud male voice came out from inside.Soon, a man came out of it, with a medium build, sideways body, and gorgeous clothes. He should be the owner of the salt factory.

"Who are you looking for?" The middle-aged man saw the two young men, and was a little surprised what they were doing here.

"We want to buy something." Lin Jiao replied.

"Buy salt?" asked the middle-aged man, and waved his hand without waiting for their answer: "The government bought all the salt long ago, and we don't make salt anymore."

Lin Jiao shook his head: "We don't buy salt, but something else."

Lin Jiao's expression didn't look like he was lying. Businessmen always seek profit, so the middle-aged man stood aside and said, "The two of you are welcome."

The store looks small from the outside, but there is something different inside. Apart from the special salt-making room, there is also a place where the owner lives.

When they sat down, the middle-aged man reported his name: "My surname is Dong, and my first name is Kang Yi. I don't know how to call you two?"

"My surname is Lin, and my first name is Jiao." Lin Jiao said, "This is my wife."

It was a bit stuffy inside, Lin Zhimo took off the gauze cap.When Dong Kangyi saw her face, his expression didn't change. He was indeed a businessman, and he had seen it in all kinds of storms.

Since they were husband and wife, Dong Kangyi said directly to Lin Jiao: "Since Mr. Lin doesn't buy salt, what do you want to buy?"

Lin Jiao went straight to the point: "We want to buy brine from the salt factory."

(End of this chapter)