Zhenyuan No. 2 drove down the Jialing River for half an hour. Jin Feng saw huge warehouses along the river.
There are also more and more ships on the river.
"Those are the warehouses of our salt factory."
Guan Xiaorou pointed to the warehouse and said: "My brother said that the salt that people in Sichuan and Sichuan eat now is made by our salt factory, and those big ships are here to haul salt!"
Speaking of this, Guan Xiaorou had a hint of pride on her face.
Salt is a necessity of life, as important as food.
Before Jin Feng opened a salt factory, purchasing salt was one of the biggest expenses for many people's households.
Jin Feng once saw with his own eyes that someone scraped the dirt on the toilet in order to collect salt. Although they would steam it and simply filter it after returning, the smell was unmistakable.
If there was any other way, they wouldn't do it,
However, table salt is too expensive and many people cannot afford it. In order to absorb salt, they can only use this method.
Since Jin Feng opened the Xihewan Salt Factory, the price of salt in Sichuan and Sichuan has been completely driven down.
Jin Feng’s words “Let the common people afford safe salt” printed on the salt bags have been fulfilled.
Guan Zhuzhu is now the general manager of the salt factory, and he can be said to have contributed a lot to it.
Nowadays, when people from all over the country talk about Guan Zhuzhu, who doesn’t give a thumbs up?
This time he relied not on Jin Feng, but on his own efforts.
Although with the price and quality of the Xihewan Salt Factory, you can make money just lying down, but Guan Zhuzhu was just a mountain man digging in the fields before, so it was not easy to keep the salt factory in order.
Since taking over the salt factory, Guan Zhuzhu has almost been in the factory. Guan Xiaorou only saw him twice last year.
Guan Xiaorou was thinking about whether to drop by to see her brother when she suddenly saw a speedboat speeding towards the shore.
Although he knew that there was a high probability that it was one of his own, the guard in charge still took action and slightly adjusted the direction of the heavy crossbow to be ready to respond at any time.
With the promotion of his status, anyone who wants to see him now needs to say hello in advance, and his food, clothing, housing and transportation must also go through numerous inspections.
It's not for Jin Feng to show off, but for the sake of Jin Feng's safety.
There are too many people who want to kill him now, so we have to guard against them.
"Don't be nervous, everyone, it's my brother!"
Guan Xiaorou took out a pocket telescope from her pocket and said excitedly.
"It is indeed Director Guan," Iron Hammer confirmed that the man on the speedboat deck was indeed Guan Zhuzhu, and then signaled the bodyguard to adjust the direction of the heavy crossbow to avoid accidentally injuring Guan Zhuzhu.
"Madam, you informed Director Guan that we will come back today?" Tie Zhui asked.
"No," Guan Xiaorou shook her head: "Maybe he saw Zhenyuan No. 2."
The speedboat was much faster than the Zhenyuan No. 2, and it quickly approached.
The escort on the deck threw down a rope, and the escort below took the rope, tied the speedboat behind Zhenyuan No. 2, then closed the pillar and climbed up the rope ladder.
"Brother, how did you know we were back?"
Guan Xiaorou went up to greet him and asked happily.
"I saw the chimney of Zhenyuan No. 2 from afar. I counted the days until you would be back soon, so I came over to take a look, and then I saw my brother-in-law's big flag."
Guan Zhuzhu looked the girl up and down to make sure that Guan Xiaorou was not injured, and then said with a smile: "I'll go back and take some time to see my mother."
Her mother was frightened when she learned that Guan Xiaorou was leading troops to reinforce Jin Feng. Recently, she has been fasting and chanting Buddha every day, praying for Guan Xiaorou and Jin Feng's safe return.
"I know, if nothing happens tomorrow, I will go back." Guan Xiaorou stuck out her tongue, feeling a little guilty.
Guan Zhuzhu then followed Guan Xiaorou to the deck. When he saw Jin Feng, he looked around first and confirmed that Jin Feng was not injured. Then he said hello with a naive smile: "Brother-in-law, was the journey going well? I read in the newspaper
Say, you fought very hard in the battle at Zhuzhuanggou, are you going to fight again?"
"Brother, this is an important military mission, how can you ask casually?" Guan Xiaorou said with a frown.
Guan Zhuzi's question may indeed involve the military deployment behind Jin Feng, which is somewhat inappropriate, but Jin Feng waved his hand and didn't care: "Brother is one of our own, it's okay."
Then he looked at Guan Zhuzhu and replied: "The Central Plains has not yet been pacified, and there are still many people living in dire straits. War will definitely continue, but when it will happen, it depends on whether the landlords and gentry in various places have acted like monsters!"
"Brother, have you learned how to read newspapers now?" Guan Xiaorou didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, so she deliberately changed the topic and asked jokingly: "Brother, how many words do you know now?"
Jin Feng also laughed when he heard this.
Guan Zhuzi was a rough guy before, but now he not only learned to manage the salt factory, but also learned to read newspapers.
Although the clothes he wore were still made of coarse cloth, they were neat, very clean, and exuded a sense of competence. It was a world of difference from when Jin Feng first met him.
In fact, not only the pillars, but also many people in Xihewan and Guanjiawan have undergone great changes in the past two years with the improvement of living standards.
Many people take the initiative to participate in literacy classes after work.
The salt factory is a labor-intensive industry and there are several literacy classes. Guan Zhuzi has also participated in literacy classes since last year.
"Xiaorou, you also know that your brother is stupid and doesn't even know how many characters he knows. But I know most of the characters in Jinchuan Daily, but sometimes I forget the strokes when writing."
Guan Zhuzhu scratched his head and answered with a silly smile.
"It's already great to be able to read without barriers. Besides, brother, you're not stupid either. Mr. Tie has praised you several times, saying that you manage the salt factory very well. The salt factory is one of our most profitable projects in Xihewan.
, we soldiers have food and drink, and your salt factory is indispensable!"
Jin Feng also smiled and praised a few words.
With glass, black knives and soap unable to generate large amounts of money and tax revenue not much, salt and iron farm tools have become the main revenue items of the Jinchuan Chamber of Commerce.
The profit margin of salt is actually very thin, and it even suffered losses in the early stage.