Si may not be able to understand the subtle reaction, so he thought about it seriously and told Si: "The key point is the grass ash added to it."
Si: "Grass ash...Grass ash..."
So, Si went offline.
Zhu Zhanyong also calmed down.
If the iodized snowflake salt is made, if its efficacy is spread to the world, it will cause a sensation! How to obtain salt tickets?
The imperial court changed the salt law. Merchants could not make their own salt. They had to transport the grain to the border first. The Salt Bureau would then exchange the salt stamps for salt, or they could directly use silver taels to buy salt stamps at the Salt Bureau.
It is naturally most convenient to buy with silver taels, so as soon as the new salt law came out, the salt tickets of the Salt Department in the capital were bought up by the gentry, leaving only the first ticket.
How to obtain food?
He didn't have any food, so if he asked Lao Zhu to send it over, he would be afraid that it would sprout.
Zhu Zhanyong thought for a while, and then his eyes fell on Zhang Shi.
Zhang Shi also noticed Zhu Zhanyong's gaze and ran over immediately.
"Your Highness, what's the matter? As long as you don't ask me to burn down my house... no, even if it is burned down, I won't hesitate."
Zhu Zhanyong saved his nephew, and Zhang Shi was very loyal.
"Does the Marquis Mansion have grain stores?"
"Yes, my eldest brother has three large granaries in the suburbs of Beijing, which contain the rice and millet harvested by the tenants in the house every year." Zhang Shi was very honest and explained everything.
The Marquis of Xincheng had a food salary of two thousand dan, plus the thousands of hectares of farmland given to the Zhang family by the emperor. The grain harvested every year was stored in the granary. He was a first-class wealthy gentry in the capital.
"I would like to borrow some grain from the Marquis Mansion."
"With my relationship with His Highness, there is no need to say a word of borrowing. I will give it to Your Highness, but how much is a little bit?"
"Ten thousand stones!"
"Your Highness, I have something to do at home, so I'll leave first."
Zhu Zhanyong ordered Zhang Jiu to close the courtyard door.
When Zhang Xi came out of the courtyard, he looked reluctant and sneaked out of the palace, heading to his granary on the outskirts of Beijing.
When Zhu Zhanyong saw him again, there were more than twenty large grain trucks lined up on Chang'an Avenue. Although there were caravans coming and going on Chang'an Avenue all year round, the people were still shocked by this grain caravan.
Zhang Xi was very nervous: "Your Highness, hurry up! Otherwise, it will be bad if I am intercepted by my sister."
Zhu Zhanyong also wanted to hurry up. The grain was already available, but who would escort these grain trucks?
It was impossible for Zhu Zhanyong to go, and it was impossible for Zhang Shi to leave the capital. Such a big vote required trustworthy and capable people, and it would be very difficult to escort them. He thought of one person.
The old eunuch Qi Zhong, after listening to Zhu Zhanyong's instructions, he accepted the Emperor Gao's order to be a slave for the young master in front of him. He smiled and said: "Old slave is gone."
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Xincheng Houfu.
The steward went to the granary today and found that there were only a few top stones left in the grain pond, and that the full granary had been emptied.
OMG!
Got robbed!
Several of the guards on guard were tied up, as if they were afraid of being tipped off.
"Let me go, hum! My eldest brother's food does not belong to my father! Besides, why are you arresting thieves and arresting me?" Zhang Min shouted.
The steward looked like I believed you, and hurried to the backyard.
"Miss, the granary of the Hou Mansion was robbed." The steward bowed and took a deep breath.
At this moment, Li Zhilu is reading a book under the window lattice, sitting quietly with her flowers soft and soft.
"Who dares to do this in the capital?"
The steward lowered his head and said nothing.
Li Zhilu seemed to realize something, she looked up at her pretty face and sighed softly:
"How much was robbed?"
"Ten...ten thousand stones!" said the steward.
"Sister, please listen to me first... I just lent it to others. The court has changed the salt law. It is said... It is said that people who sell salt will become big salt merchants. Ten thousand dan is nothing. Anyway, my father's silver is the same.
Mine, if I lose money, I don’t blame the eldest brother." Zhang Xi finally broke away from a few servants.
Li Zhilu knew that his brother was difficult to discipline, so he asked: "There are many salt merchants in the south of the Yangtze River, how can the salt business be so easy?"
Zhang Min took out a jade porcelain vial from his pocket and placed it on the table.
Hearing that there was salt in it, Li Zhilu stretched out her fingers, poured some on it, and tasted the salt powder, and her eyes suddenly lit up.
A completely different taste from refined salt.
"The person who borrowed the food is His Highness Zhan Yong?"
As soon as a black shadow flashed, Zhang Xi rushed to the base of the wall, raised his hands, and deftly disappeared from everyone's sight.
The steward suddenly felt that his vision was darkened: "Miss, what should we do, what should we do... Either we come back, or we come back, oh oh oh..."
The young master made a careless friend. Zhu Zhanyong will definitely not return the favor. Ten thousand shi of food is equivalent to five thousand taels. Oh my god...
Li Zhilu stared, the taste seemed far better than green salt, she picked up the porcelain vase with peony stamens.
But said:
"Although ten thousand stones is a lot, it is not necessarily a loss. His Highness Zhan Yong is a man who values his promises. Please write a letter first and give it to my brother."
The steward wiped away his tears: "Miss, didn't you say that the Marquis is leading the troops..."
"Brother is a smart man. If there is no letter to send to the family, something will happen."
Li Zhilu stretched out her slender hand, holding a porcelain vase. She was filled with surprise when she thought of Zhu Zhanyong's boat drawings.
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Zhu Zhanyong wanted to help Si, but Si didn't know how to do business, so he wanted to help him create a business name.
At the same time, he also wanted to confirm one thing: whether the business name could be continued until the end of the Ming Dynasty and handed over to Si. At the moment, he was just waiting for the old eunuch to return with the grain.
A few days later, Zhang Xi said with a sad face: "Your Highness, he won't run away, will he?"
Although he didn't see much of the old eunuch, Zhu Zhanyong felt that he was a trustworthy person.
Zhu Zhanyong patted his shoulder: "Don't worry."
"Your Highness has met me dozens of times and met him only once. You don't trust me so much. How do you know that this person is trustworthy?" Zhang Min was afraid of being beaten to death by Zhang Fu.
You actually know...
However, Zhu Zhanyong can also understand.
Ten thousand shi of grain, converted into silver taels, would be four to five thousand taels.
So much silver.
The Hou Mansion was completely empty. Zhu Zhanyong gave him an idea. If Zhang Fu came back and the matter was not completed, he could come to the palace and serve as a Yulin Guard. It would be a bit harder, but at least he would still have his life.
While he was talking, he heard Zhang Jiu's whirring voice from far away. He smiled and said, "Your Highness, the shopkeeper is back."
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On Liren Street, there is a cloth shop with brand names.
The old eunuch Qi Zhong was looking forward to it.
Except for Zhu Yuanzhang, he has no one close to him in this world. Although he only met Zhu Zhanyong once, he was like a housekeeper who had served him since he grew up.
Seeing the carriage coming, the old eunuch hurriedly went up to meet him, helped Zhu Zhanyong out of the carriage, and took out a neat note from his arms.
"Your Highness, this is a salt ticket."
"I pray that my father-in-law will take a trip."
"Your Highness has broken this old slave." Eunuch Qi half-bowed, as if he were in the palace.
Zhang Xi didn't listen to what the two people said. He grabbed the salt ticket, looked left and right, looked at it under the sun, and turned his head: "Your Highness, is it really okay?"
There is a shitty question, who dares to imitate salt stamps these days? Besides, there is also the blue official seal of the Salt Department. I don’t want to live anymore.
However, the time to witness the miracle was coming, and he was a little excited as to whether the business name could be passed into Si's hands.
Zhu Zhanyong took the salt stamps over and said, "No one in this dynasty dares to use fake salt stamps."
He also wanted to see what the salt stamp looked like.
The texture is similar to treasure banknotes, stamped with a red seal and a green seal, which are from the government and the salt department respectively. They need to be exchanged somewhere.
However, this is indeed too fast and makes people feel a bit unreal.
Eunuch Qi looked at Zhu Zhanyong and asked respectfully: "Your Highness, what's next?"
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