Follow General Cao to mix the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 115 Wet Goldfinger +1
Nearly a thousand county soldiers galloped on the road in a row of eight, holding long halberds, with cavalry in front as the forerunner, and black or red banners embroidered with the characters of king and Zhao, swaying majestically Then, during the strides, this troop strode forward to the fortress, smashing the original peaceful life of Liujiazhuang Wubao to pieces.

In the past, when the officers and soldiers came, nothing good happened, either extorting money or food, or forced labor. Watching them line up at the entrance of the manor, a group of tenants from the Liu family were like groundhogs, all panicking and carefully exploring the field.

However, Liujiazhuang, which always formed a stronghold to protect itself, opened its gates wide this time, and let the soldiers from the county directly in under the surprised eyes of the tenants.

"Patriarch, the officials are all hungry wolves. Is it really good to cooperate with that surnamed Wang?"

Not only the tenants were anxious, but even several clan elders were uncertain. They followed Liu Fei out to greet them. As they walked, the turnip-faced clan elder Liu Zigong said hastily, but before Liu Fei who led the way to greet him answered, he gave a loud voice. The loud voice has already sounded from the front.

"The Liu family in Pudong has made great contributions to offering the pond! Liu Fei, a good man in Pudong, was promoted to be the magistrate of Pudong County, and his second son, Liu Bo, was the captain of the other department. The two pieces of Pudong were dispatched by him! The official text has been sent to Xudu , the two will take office immediately!"

"The next official bows to the Ming Palace for promotion!"

Excited, Wang Hou, who hadn't slept well for two days, had dark circles under his eyes, and was wearing full-body armor. He stepped into the threshold with a pretentious clatter. He spoke the order aloud.

One family, two fathers and sons, all the common people are officials, and there are two more four hundred shi officials at once, Liu Fei, father and son are also very happy, rushing out and bowing down.These days, there is a difference between officials and ordinary people. Seeing the father and son prostrating like kowtowing insects, the eyes of those Liu clan members around the corner are as red as vampires.

The original worries of jealousy have long since been dispelled.

The political cost Wang Hou paid for this light sentence is not low!This move directly entrusted the military and political affairs of one of the six counties in Dongjun. However, there is no way, the political legacy left by Liu Yan is not good. The aristocratic families and local tyrants in the north of the Yellow River were basically robbed and blackmailed by him. The attitude towards Cao Cao's forces is not too friendly. If you want to win the hearts of the rich, you have to pay a lot of money.

Moreover, it is really worth the money!
After thanking them, under the jealous eyes of a group of old Liu family members, the two father and son surrounded Wang Hou and went to the pavilion in the backyard. The wooden boards on the pavilion had all been opened at this time, and more than a dozen tanks of turbid dirty water were heavy. The ones placed in the vats, exposed to the sun, seemed to be a bit cloudier, but looking at these vats, Wang Hou's eyeballs could not stop shining with golden light, because these were all brine!

Puyang is located in the heart of the Central Plains. Millions of years ago, it used to be the seabed. After the crust was lifted and the sea dried up, hundreds of millions of tons of sea salt dried up and formed a thick salt layer, which was deposited underground and formed rock salt mines. This brine is The well salt that Sichuan is proud of is formed by long-term soaking of rock salt layers in groundwater. It turns out that the Central Plains also has it!
And it’s not just as simple as table salt. The reason why well salt tastes better than sea salt is that it contains more sodium nitrate, and the salt mine also contains potassium, so there are usually Glauber’s salt mines around the salt mine!The saltpeter that Wang Hou has always dreamed of has a background.

His fingers were dipped in the dirty water again, and he grinned uglyly when he sang, but he clapped his hands and put the land book handed over by Liu Fei into his arms, and Wang Hou hummed incomparably excitedly stand up.

"This land with a radius of ten miles around the well has been requisitioned by me! Liujiazhuang has chosen another place to build a manor! Lao Zhao, immediately send someone back to Puyang to post a notice that I want to recruit five thousand salt workers with a monthly salary of two buckets of flour!"

"My lord, there are only [-] shi left in Puyang's army rations!"

With a bitter face, Zhao Yun, who remembered Cao Hongjie's reminder, reminded sadly in his ear, but Wang Hou, who was so focused on digging into the salt, also lost his money. He raised his eyebrows and waved his hand, and he yelled indifferently.

"There is no need for military rations, let Wang Congge go back to Xudu immediately to adjust the grain, and transfer all the remaining [-] shi of grain from my warehouse here. I will build this salt well as soon as possible. !"

During the Seven Kingdoms Rebellion, why was King Wu Liu Bi the richest?One is to privately make copper coins, and the other is to cook the sea into salt. With these two sources of income, Liu Bi has not even collected food and salaries from the territory of Wu for more than 30 years. You can even go without clothes, but you can't live without salt!Originally, Wang Hou's plan to develop Puyang was still a bit difficult to realize, but with this salt mine, it suddenly became easy!

When Wang Hou yelled, the face of Liu Fei who was accompanying him was twitching. After all, the well salt resource originally belonged to his Liu family in Pudong, but now he had to give it away in order to catch up with Wang Hou. In exchange for the military and political power in Pudong County, but watching Wang Hou get rich, it is impossible for him not to be jealous.

But in the pain of his flesh, Wang Hou suddenly turned back, pointed at him and said carelessly.

"By the way, the Liu family owns land shares. After the saltworks are built, the annual profit will be [-]% for you!"

In a word, the newly-promoted Pudong county magistrate Shi almost had a heart attack and fell to the ground.

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Everything Wang Hou does is done with great fanfare, which is completely different from the procrastination and indifference of officials in this era. Under his interference, he recruited some from Puyang within ten days, and many local tenants of the Liu family were idle, five thousand The salt workers were neat and tidy, and started work in a hurry with more than 1 hoes and shovels shipped from Xudu.

Liu’s manor, Wubao, was unlucky. The first half was better. After all, the salt workers also needed a dormitory. The second half was completely torn down next to the underground water belt. It was cleaned up, and big ugly pits were dug in place.

After digging for about ten meters, the salty brine mixed with mud rolled out, and was immediately pumped out by the workers with large wooden barrels, and poured into the large-diameter deep tanks that had been smashed by Sima tanks.

It is estimated that Wang Hou's avatar will definitely be used by future environmental protection organizations as a negative example!The vat was placed on a stove built with bricks under the command of Wang Hou, and raw coal was directly stuffed under the stove. Under the scorching flames, the brine in the vat boiled, and the hot water vapor combined with the acidity emitted by the burning coal The thick smoke filled the dark blue sky.

Fortunately, it is now an ice age, and Wang Hou doesn't need to worry about his carbon emissions causing global warming, melting ice caps, and rising sea levels for the time being.

After a vat of brine is completely dried by flames, there is a layer of white hot stuff left at the bottom of the vat, which is well salt mixed with various minerals, which can be sold in the market.

Fifty large vats are fired at the same time, and more than 100 catties of brine can be smelted to produce about six or seven catties of salt, and more than 700 catties of salt can be produced in one day. Stacked in rows, covered with dry straw, and soon filled a warehouse.

It's just that Wang Hou kept frowning as he supervised groups of shirtless salt miners who were carrying water and burning fire with their big boots on.

There are still too many places that need to be changed!
First of all, the salt wells are dug by manpower. Now the shallow layer is fine. Once the shallow brine is used up in the future, deep brine needs to be excavated. Salt wells with a depth of tens of meters to hundreds of meters will not be so easy to dig. , extremely prone to landslides.

It's a pity that Wang Hou was a liberal arts student. Mechanical design, excavation and drilling are really not his forte, and he is helpless for the time being.

Then there is the problem of firing and refining. The diameter of the cylinder is too small, the evaporation is not enough, and the heat conduction of the pottery is slow. It takes five or six hours for this vat of brine to dry up. Moreover, the pottery is really not resistant to burning, and continuous heating can even make it dry. The temperature of the tank is over 2000 degrees, and some tanks have been fried in the past two days, which is really inefficient and of poor quality.

No wonder after the Song Dynasty all well salt was fired in big iron pots!

And sadly, Dongjun, which is located in the Central Plains, is really pitifully short of fuel. The population of the Han Dynasty expanded to 6000 to [-] million. During the Spring and Autumn Period, large areas of forests and swamps were cleared and developed into farmland. Now they are burned in stoves from Xu Raw coal from Duwanghou Small Coal Mine.

Not to mention the cost of people eating and chewing horses for transportation back and forth, more than 100 pack horses are exhausted now, and Wang Hou still has to worry about how to explain to Yan Liang when the time comes. game over.

I remember that there are also many coal mines in Henan in later generations, and Puyang should also have them!Exploring the coal mines in their own territory has to be put on the agenda!There is also the tap fire from the biogas digester. Using this thing to heat can also save part of the fuel. It is imminent to start a pig farm, but pigs need grain and chaff.

"Coal mines! Iron pots! Pig raising! Soybean meal! Iron pots, iron pots!"

Repeatedly repeating these things in distress, Wang Hou couldn't help but licked his lower lip, and once again dropped his voice on the iron pot
Chinese cuisine has flourished and developed since the Song Dynasty. It is because of the appearance of iron pots, cooking methods such as frying vegetables with oil, etc., that the cooking has become colorful.At the end of the Han Dynasty, the mainstream cooking method was still boiling or roasting, which was always a bit inferior to stir-frying.Thinking about the delicacy of the stir-fry, Wang Hou suddenly grabbed his hair with both hands like a madman, looked up at the sky, and shouted hysterically in regret.

"Oiled eggplant! Scrambled eggs with leeks! Twice-cooked pork! Hot kohlrabi, pork wrapped in a pot! Why didn't I get out of the iron pot sooner?"

Already accustomed to Wang Hou's "intermittent neuropathy" attacks, Zhao Yun followed behind him without blinking his eyelids, and yawned profusely.

(End of this chapter)