He also gave him several tons of kelp inherited from Lao Zhu and taught him how to refine iodized snow salt.
The advent of iodized snowflake salt will definitely cause a sensation in the capital, but no one knows that there is any salt in the world that can prevent mental retardation.
Of course, Ming Dynasty is called madness.
In fact, the common people may not be able to taste it, but they can understand that the lotus roots turn blue, but ordinary salt will not make the lotus roots turn blue.
Zhu Zhanyong decided to create a business called Qiji, allowing Qi Zhong to exchange salt for the court, add iodine and sell it.
"Old slave, get it done as soon as possible."
A few days later, the sign for iodized snowflake salt was hung up.
Claimed to be able to prevent and cure galls and stupidity.
The people gathered around curiously and were surprised by the appearance. It was white and delicate, and the particles were like snowflakes, much better than agglomerated green salt. Then they saw the shopkeeper sprinkle salt on the lotus root to turn it blue.
Surprised!
Suddenly, the lotus roots in the capital were sold very quickly. Many people sprinkled their own salt on the lotus roots, but found that they did not change color. This was a sign that galls could not be prevented.
In this era, there is no idea of technology and hard work.
When the people saw iodized snowflake salt, they knew it was a good thing. Perhaps because of the fear of being dominated by gall disease, it became a phenomenon of flocking to it, especially among the upper-class gentry.
When he went to court today, Xie Jin had a bag of salt in his arms. When the officials retreated, he presented it with both hands: "I would like to invite your majesty to take a look at this salt."
He took out the lotus root from his arms, broke it into two pieces, sprinkled it with salt and the lotus root flesh turned blue.
Zhu Di frowned. Several people mentioned it today, but he was busy with government affairs and ignored it.
People eat a lot of green salt, and it has a lot of coarse debris, mixed with other colors, and has a special smell. When I saw the fine salt in Xie Jin's hand, I subconsciously thought it was good salt.
But when he saw the lotus root changing color, Zhu Di frowned: "Is this poisonous?"
"No, Your Majesty, this is refined salt, not ordinary refined salt, it is iodized snow salt!"
"Iodized... snowflake salt?"
No matter which word it was, Zhu Di didn't understand it.
"Yes, I heard that it can prevent and cure galls and stupid diseases. Now all the gentry and officials in the capital eat this kind of salt." Xie Jin presented it with both hands.
Zhu Di's eyes were focused, gall disease? It is a disease that makes people's necks as big as teapots, especially in Beiping Prefecture. I don't know why, but in short, it can make people change their color after hearing it.
Iodized...snowflake salt?
This is the first time I heard that there is salt in the world that can prevent and cure galls.
Zhu Di picked up the salt bag and looked at it carefully. His face could not hide the shock in his heart, and he said in a deep voice: "Whose hand did this thing come from?"
"He is a salt merchant in the capital." Xie Jin replied.
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now.
Zhu Zhanyong, who was rubbing iodized snowflake salt with his hands, was still actively thinking about the business.
He can extract abilities from Si, whether it is trading or sincerely thinking about Si. If you don't treat others with all your heart, others will not treat you with all their heart. He wants to help Si.
Lao Zhu also agreed.
Iodized snowflake salt was sold in the capital, and the company was initially established. Next, it was the moment to witness the miracle. If the company was still there at the end of the Ming Dynasty, he could give Qi Zhong a secret order to hand over the company to Si.
Just like Lao Zhu sent him something.
Zhu Zhanyong: “Si, have you ever heard of Jiangnan’s Qiji Trading Company?”
Si: "I have never heard of it, but iodized snow salt... has been passed down."
I have never heard of it, which means that the company may have disappeared, or something happened in the middle that I don't know about. After all, there was nearly two hundred years between the early and late Ming Dynasty.
Si realized that Zhu Zhanyong was helping him, and he sounded remorseful.
Si: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Although I am in urgent need of silver, I can just make more money."
3: "I have some wealth, but I wonder how much money you still lack?"
San, who has a gentle voice like an elder, is willing to help others. This time, Si declined his kindness. Zhu Zhanyong thought that Si probably guessed the dynasty San lived in, but he just didn't reveal it.
The five-baht coin of the late Han Dynasty could not be circulated in the late Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Zhanyong sighed lightly and Si let him extract it. In exchange, he should help Si. Although he failed, everyone could see that Zhu Zhanyong sincerely thought about them.
Zhu Zhanyong calmed down and sat on the carriage.
Zhang Min's face was tangled, and the fingers of his left hand unconsciously held his right hand: "Sister, what did the young master say..."
"She punishes you?" Zhu Zhanyong asked.
"No, she wrote a letter to my eldest brother... I'm afraid that when my eldest brother comes back, he will lose all his money and no longer recognize me as his brother." Zhang Min sighed.
Your eldest brother is really a bastard. He will deny your son for a mere five thousand taels! If it were me, I would have denied him long ago.
Zhu Zhanyong comforted him: "It doesn't matter, you will definitely make money."
"Your Highness...how does your eldest brother treat you?" Zhang Shi obviously didn't want to talk about Zhang Fu anymore, so he raised his head and changed the subject.
"Brother Zhanji..."
Speaking of Zhu Zhanji, he still didn't know where to find the most powerful cricket at the moment. Zhu Zhanyong just sighed: "I won't talk about him anymore. You go back home first. After a few days, the salt will be sold out. I am here."
Send someone to deliver the silver to the Hou Mansion."
"Oh~"
Suddenly, the carriage stopped. Zhang Xian lifted the curtain and saw a carriage coming towards him. He shouted: "How brave! You don't give way obediently to my young master's carriage when you see it!"
The carriage on the opposite side remained unmoved.
Zhang Shi's coachman seemed to recognize the coachman opposite, his face changed a little, and he said weakly: "Young Master... is the Marquis of Wucheng."
"Ah, it's uncle, why didn't you tell me... quickly... get out of the way!"
Zhu Zhanyong glanced through the car curtain.
The Marquis of Wucheng who was hanging out with Chen Ying shot his son Wang Xu, but this guy kept his composure. Lao Zhu said that enemies who don't speak are the most terrifying.
The carriage passed by in a hurry, sending Zhang Shi back to his house. I am afraid that the iodized snowflake salt will be sold for a few days.
Zhu Zhanyong also returned to the palace.
However, meeting the Marquis of Wucheng reminded him of Chen Ying. Since being imprisoned, there has been no news about Chen Ying. Of course, he hopes that the court can execute Chen Ying, so that his foothold in the capital will be more stable.
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The next morning, go to Fengtian Palace.
After Zhu Di read Chen Ying's bloody confession and accounts, his face showed a look of anger from time to time, and he sighed sincerely:
"How clever! This petition is about the crimes of Chen Ying, the censor of the capital, and the money he received. Even Hu Guan, the consort of the imperial consort, is included in it. Do any of you want to take a look?"
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly fell silent.
The old eunuch held the brocade plate and handed down the confession and accounts. No one dared to accept it. This was not an example worth following.
Zhu Di squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice: "I remember Chen Ying's achievements, so I will not implicate any of his nine clans, but only punish him! The family property was confiscated, and all the family members were exiled to Liaodong. Now there is a vacancy in the imperial censorship. Do you have any candidates?"
The ministers looked at each other.
There was silence for a long time.
Huang Fu, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, recommended: "Liu Guan, the head of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, is familiar with laws and regulations and is good at grasping the scale of criminal law. He handles all major affairs of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. I think he is qualified!"
"I recommend you to Wuzhong, the headquarters of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. I heard that when this person was in charge of Suzhou, the children of powerful families bribed him, but Wuzhong instead put that person in jail. This person is upright and qualified!" Xie Jin held up the fluorene tablet.
retorted.
Zhu Di frowned slightly: "What do you think?"
The ministers looked at each other.
They all took sides, that is, the princeling party and the Hanwang party. The imperial censorship is a very important official position and must be fought for, but at this moment no one said anything.
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