Zhou Jue thought that he was an anomaly among the refugees. Compared with others, he was at least superior to others. Otherwise, of course, the commander of Nanhai Guard would not have summoned him at the top of the city.
Since he came down from the top of the city and had the support of the officers and soldiers, he suddenly realized that he was indeed superior to others. In the past, even if he starved to death, no one would care about what he said. But now, among the refugees, his
Every word will be executed as an order. Of course, if the refugees are unwilling to execute it, there will naturally be officers and soldiers with swords and guns to tell them how to listen to them.
Although, these officers and soldiers who followed his orders were also among these refugees not long ago.
The production of the salt field has been going on steadily. When I was confused at first, the officials of the salt transportation yamen and some experienced workers were very helpful. Their words and deeds made the salt field up and running in a very short time.
After all, Zhou Jue is aware of the other party's hard work.
After that, the people from the salt transportation yamen gradually evacuated, and it was said that they went to the new salt field. Zhou Jue paid no attention to this. After all, the salt field is now operational, and salt is being produced every day.
Although there is a slight gap in quantity and quality compared to the green salt produced by the Yanyun Yamen, but think about it, none of the people in this salt field from top to bottom have ever worked in this industry before.
A little difference doesn't seem so intolerable.
What's more, with the increase in proficiency, these gaps are gradually decreasing. If we look solely at the aspect of salt production, Zhou Jue believes that he and the people below him have done a good job.
However, this is not the life he wants!
Even if he had been reduced to a refugee, this job as a salt farm manager was in no way worthy of the sage books he had studied for many years. He did not dare to say that he had the ability to rule the country and bring peace to the world, but to put it modestly
, he felt that with his talents and learning, he should be more than enough to govern a prefecture and a county.
If you want to blame, blame this blind God, blame this damn disaster year for delaying him!
With the salt farm on track, he, as a manager, no longer has to keep an eye on the salt farm. He has many reasons to run to the city. Whether it is for people, materials, or food, as long as he can go to the city
The reason is that he usually tries not to cheat on others.
Although the salt field was under the name of the Salt Transport Envoy Si Yamen, he could not understand that the real person in charge of the salt field was the prefect Yamen of Yan'an Prefecture. Although the prefect named Song Gun was indeed very rare to see.
Yes, but it is not difficult to become familiar with the people in the magistrate's yamen, or even to become familiar with fellow magistrate Mr. Li.
He could see clearly better than ordinary people that in such a disaster year, when all the state capitals fell, Yan'an Prefecture managed to survive as a single prefecture, and the people's livelihood seemed to be restored. Once such a situation, once
If the imperial court finds out, this prefect will definitely be promoted.
Not only the prefect, but even the officials of Yan'an Prefecture's Yamen will be promoted.
A few years ago, it would have been a big joke to make a career based on the reputation of being a civil servant. However, under the current situation, in Yan'an City, which is crowded with illiterate refugees,
Now that I say this, it doesn't seem so unreliable.
As usual, this time he went into the city personally to deliver salt to the city and take grain back to the salt field. The people who escorted him into the city were the officers and soldiers stationed at the salt field. Of course he now knows that the salt field
The officer and soldier stationed at the garrison were named Li Zicheng, and the deputy officer was named Li Guo. They were all refugees in the past.
He had no feelings for these officers and soldiers at all. Although these officers and soldiers basically obeyed him, in his heart, how could these recruited bandits be serious officers and soldiers? Those who came from the Nanhai Guard from Beijing,
Only then can we be considered serious officers and soldiers.
According to the usual practice, the prefect could not see him. Even if he made a request to see him, the officials of the household received him politely, accepted the green salt he had escorted, and issued a receipt for him.
He went to the grain store in the city to get his own grain.
"Don't you get food from the government's granary?" He asked the other party with some confusion, but was dismissed by the other party with a light "It's all the same."
With some doubts, he took the people to the designated grain store and took the receipt he brought. The person at the grain store gave out the grain according to the quantity on the receipt without any ambiguity.
"Don't you know, sir, that the food in our food store is actually considered official food?"
"How much food is there?" he asked.
"You can get as much as you want!" The clerk at the grain store said with a smile: "Now food is shipped into the city every day. It's been a long time since you went to the city!"
When leaving the city, Zhou Jue still muttered a little, is Yan'an Mansion no longer short of food? Where did Master Song get so much food from? Just based on this, this is a living person.
Countless merits!
When he returned to the salt field, there was a lot of noise everywhere in the salt field. Except for people who were continuing to work in the inseparable places, many people gathered around him and didn't know what they were making. He suddenly became a little angry.
"Go and ask people to disperse them all. Those who should work should work, and those who should sleep should sleep!" He said with a sullen face to the officers and soldiers around him: "These people have had enough to eat for several days, and they don't even have their own surnames."
You see, if you slow down work in the salt field, you don’t know the consequences of being kicked out of the salt field?"
"Today is the day for our hundred households to recruit troops!" The officers and soldiers around him smiled and replied: "It doesn't matter, these people are not making trouble!"
"Recruiting soldiers?" Zhou Jue's eyes widened and he was even more puzzled: "Why don't I know? I was just in the prefect's Yamen and I never heard about it. Besides, if sergeants are recruited, there are so many in the city.
You can come from good families, so why come to the salt farm to recruit them?"
He was a little unhappy: "It's not easy to train such a group of experienced people in our salt field. Now they have to join the army and have to recruit new people!"
"Don't worry about this!" The officers and soldiers beside him said with a smile: "The adults above have already said that the purpose of recruiting troops is to slowly stabilize the surrounding areas. As long as the soldiers and horses go out and stabilize the areas, our Yan'an
Given the current state of affairs in the government, are you still worried about the lack of people in our salt farm?"
"Really?" Zhou Juezong said that the situation in front of him was a little different from what the officers and soldiers around him said. But after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that what the officers and soldiers around him said made sense. There are countless hungry people in the fields and villages.
As long as the government is willing to take him in, it seems that his salt farm will indeed not be short of manpower.
"Then tell them to be smart and don't delay the saltworks!" He frowned: "The quota for the saltworks is still far away. If things are delayed, everyone will starve!"