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Chapter 660 The Value of Salt

"The most difficult thing for the imperial court is not food, but salt," Qiao Siting revealed what he knew and said: "No matter how difficult food is, as long as there are people in Daqian, there will be people to cultivate it. But salt is different, that is It's in the hands of the big family. Because they have a way to make salt, even the court has to give in. Just like this time, if they don't give salt, the army will have no salt to eat, and the court has no way!"

"Moreover, the price of salt remains high, and the people cannot afford it, and many people get sick. If the imperial court has a method of making salt, and we use seawater to make it, we only need labor force, and nothing else is needed. It will be a hugely profitable business. Even if the price is low, this is an opportunity for the court to turn things around. Do you understand how great this contribution is?"

Zhou Rong was convinced.

In order for them to gain a foothold in the capital, this credit can only be theirs.

"Thank you, senior brother!"

He accepted this love.

Qiao Siting didn't say anything more, but patted him on the shoulder.

Naturally, there is no need to elaborate on the friendship between the two, as long as they understand each other.

Everything else can be hidden, except salt.

Since there is it in the military camp, we must not treat the soldiers who are fighting badly and must use it.

Once this is known to someone who is interested, what will come is not Qiao Siting's trouble, but the danger of Xi Yao and others.

The news has spread, and some people will do anything for the benefit of the family.

At dawn, two fast horses galloped out of the military camp and headed straight for the capital...

Lao Yu, who had been awake all night, quietly left with his people at dawn, blocking out all the noise.

By the time the arrangements were made, it was already broad daylight.

Zhou Rong and Qiao Siting, who had stayed up all night, looked at the direction of the sunrise and suddenly felt hope in their hearts.

"Your daughter-in-law is really impressive!" Qiao Siting said with emotion.

Zhou Rong chuckled and said with shame: "I believe in my wife, but I didn't expect that this salt can be so good and that so much salt can be produced in such a short time!"

He still underestimated his wife.

He was looking forward to it. After he went to the capital in the future, he didn't know if the people in the Anding Marquis Mansion would regret it after they knew about Xi Yao's abilities.

If she is well nurtured, how much glory this eldest daughter will bring to the Anding Marquis Mansion.

This may become a lifelong nightmare for the Anding House.

He believed that Xi Yao would look forward to it!

"Yes, such good salt!" Qiao Siting sighed with emotion, his eyes flashing, looking forward to what kind of chaos the capital would be caused by his disruption.

Unfortunately, he couldn't see it with his own eyes.

Beijing

Princess Huairui returned to Beijing and told her father what happened in the military camp. Naturally, Qiao Siting's identity was not concealed.

As a Daqian, Prince Ning was able to stay in the capital not only because of his status, but also because of the opportunity to side with the emperor from the beginning.

After finding out that the man his daughter longed for turned out to be the general of Daqian, Prince Ning's face turned ugly.

Originally, Prince Ning's Mansion was a thorn in others' eyes, but if they let their daughter marry Qiao Siting, this powerful alliance would probably cause instability in the entire Daqian.

As a result, Princess Huairui, who returned to Beijing to express her merits, faced the first time in her life that she was banned from home.

"How many forces are involved here, how can a girl like you control it? You are not allowed to go out without my order in the future!"

The princess was caught off guard and forgot to tell her father about the salt.
Chapter completed!
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