"Also, there's salt—"

As he spoke, loads of sea salt were picked out, attracting everyone's attention.

Although Xianjing Road is close to the sea, it lacks salt.

Although the sea water near Heilongjiang City is not as good as that of the Bohai Sea and the East China Sea, and there are no coal mines for fuel, wood is not cheap.

Towering giant trees seem to be free of charge. As long as they can be cut down, they can be used as fuel to boil salt.

As a result, sea salt has become a favorite trade item among tribes, and even Koreans also like this kind of sea salt.

At least it is cheaper than the salt in North Korea and tastes better, and the profits from the trade are huge.

"I will sell one bucket of salt to one family."

It seems that he knows what these Koreans are thinking, and everything Wang Shiguo says and does falls on their hearts.

"As far as I know, if you resell this bucket of salt back home, the price will double. If you go further south to Xianjing South Road, the price will more than triple."

"What if it's ten stones? What about a hundred stones? It's enough to make you a big shot in the county. You don't need to carry the burden yourself next time you come here."

Li Biao's breathing became rapid.

He also thought of this.

If you carry three to five buckets of salt on your back and go back, you can buy a donkey the next time you come back. Not only can you buy more things, but you can also make a fortune...

This banquet was a success.

More than thirty teams and hundreds of small traders have accepted this task.

As a sweetener, Wang Shiguo even allowed each of them to buy a bucket of salt back at a low price.

"cousin--"

When they set off again, everyone felt like they were carrying a small mountain on their backs.

My back was bent, but I couldn't stop the smile on my face.

"Remember, you have to listen to me when you go back this time."

Li Biao gritted his teeth and became angry.

Then, each person held a stick and carried hundreds of kilograms of baggage, and slowly returned south.

Originally there was no road from Xianjing Road to Heilongjiang City, but as more people took it, it became a road.

Xianjing Road was occupied by North Korea at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, and later expanded continuously, reaching the area south of the Tumen River.

However, due to hundreds of years of confinement and turmoil in the northwest, the population of Xianjingdao has been sluggish for a long time.

The northernmost city is Qingxing City, which is only more than two hundred miles away from Mirror City.

Li Biao and others traveled together, and the journey was peaceful. However, when they arrived at the country, they encountered bandits on the way.

After reluctantly paying a toll, they returned to their homes outside Qingxing City.

As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the village, merchants from nearby villages came directly to the door and ate up their goods.

It is often at this time that Li Biao realizes that the money he has earned through all the hard work is not as good as sitting on the 11th.

After the goods were dispersed, the young people in the village gathered together and wanted to hear what he told about the rumors abroad.

At this time, Li Biao would often raise his posture and talk about old things, but no one got tired of listening to him.

Seeing everyone gathering again, Li Biao recalled what happened in Heilongjiang City, coughed and said:

"When I went to Heilongjiang City this time, I found that there were more people there, and there were more goods for sale, including Ming Dynasty porcelain and all kinds of books -"

"Are there any women selling it there?" someone shouted shamelessly.

"Bullshit, there must be some."

Li Biao smiled and scolded: "There are a lot of boats there, so I don't have to worry about having meat to eat. I saw a wild boar on the street and just put it on the ground to sell it. If you don't buy enough, people will scold you -"

"Even a tiger can be sold along the street. It's very lively -"

This caused everyone to exclaim.

There are many tigers in Xianjing Road, but they are so powerful that few people dare to provoke them.

After talking about a few more strange things, Li Biao finally talked about what Heilongjiang General Mansion had preached.

"Five hundred acres of land"

"Light corvee and small fortune"

“I can go to my aunt”

One by one, they were spread through the mouths of the merchants.

All young people know that Heilongjiang City, a few hundred miles away, is a place where people can be wealthy and have no worries about eating and drinking.

What attracts them most is to join Heilongjiang City and become members of the Ming Dynasty.

Who can endure the sudden leap from being a Taoist in Hamjing, the most discriminated against in North Korea, to becoming a native of Shangguo?

To Li Biao's expectation, there was an endless stream of people asking him, and until midnight there were knocks on the door.

The next day, even several nobles from the nearby two classes sent people to invite him as a guest and asked about Heilongjiang.

After receiving the affirmative answer, everyone's mood was completely different.

Clan influence spreads all over Korea, and Hamjingdao is no exception.

The people who migrated to Heilongjiang were centered on clans, and they continued to connect in series, and the scale became larger and larger.

In one summer, within three or four months, tens of thousands of people fled from Xianjing Road, leaving entire villages and towns empty.

At this time, everyone in the Xianjing Dao officialdom realized that something big had happened.
Chapter completed!