Chapter four hundred and fiftieth IX salt field start
The bitter, yellowed coarse salt sold on the market.
There are many impurities and various harmful ingredients.
Of course, Tiecheng residents stopped eating such low-end products half a year ago.
Chen Lin purified the coarse salt he bought twice.
Of course there is bitterness, but potassium salt, but it is not very harmful to the human body.
Chen Zhonghe also had the idea of taking out.
The shiny snowflake salt is of high grade and has considerable profits?
Later, Chen Lin stopped him.
What is the meaning of the second-door dealer?
That little profit can be compared with iron smelting, papermaking, printing and textiles?
Even cement and pine and cypress sulphur bombs have much higher profits.
Several people rode their horses to a large factory building separated by a wall from the shipyard.
This place is under two months of new construction and has not been listed.
Few people know what it is doing inside.
The manager is Mao Yuanyi, the teacher of the school.
This guy is nearly forty years old and has not even passed the exam for the scholar.
But he is obsessed with miscellaneous studies.
In Shen Lin's view, he was the chemist of this era.
Since the salt farm was built, teaching has become a part-time job.
Not to mention going home and school, he often spends several days eating and living here.
But the salt field is still doing some secondary processing work at present.
"Hahaha, Governor, you are finally willing to come here to ask."
"Two ladies, oh, Director Chen San, welcome."
Chen Zhonghe touched his nose.
Whenever you come to such occasions, the name is always awkward.
There are six departments in total in Civil Affairs, and three directors with the surname Chen are in charge.
So there were Director Chen Er and Director Chen San, and Director Zhongping, who was in charge of construction.
Chen Lin likes professional talents like Mao Yuanyi very much.
Perhaps he was a technician in his previous life and had a common language.
"Thank you for your hard work."
“How is the test result?”
Mao Yuanyi suddenly felt frowning.
"No, Governor, the salt content is only 1.7%, which is too low!"
Chen Zhonghe immediately exclaimed.
"One 7 is still low?"
"Lao Mao, you... your requirements are too strict, right?"
"Will you extract one pound of seven taels of salt just by 100 pounds of lake water?"
"God, this is a big salt lake two feet deep!"
"I've sent it!"
Fuss.
The Grand Director, not serious at all!
Mao Yuanyi curled her lips and said.
"The governor said that the salt content of sea water is twice as high!"
"Did you see these two big pools?"
"We only use one lime pool to process coarse salt now to avoid the bitterness."
"If extracted from the lake, you have to settle through the ash pond."
"Add a few filtrations and put them in the cement drying yard to dry and dry them half dry."
"In the end, it has to be dissolved again, filtered again, and evaporated to get edible snowflake salt."
“It’s very costly!”
Sounds complicated!
Chen Zhonghe asked with a nervous look on his face.
"Then... what is the cost?"
Chen Lin stretched out his index finger and made a gesture.
"One pound...nearly eight cents."
“It’s really high!”
Fortunately, he didn't have enough skills to add iodine to the salt.
Otherwise, the cost will be higher.
"It's only eight cents?"
Now, even Hong Madam couldn't hold it in.
We thought we wanted eighty words for these two of you!
"My husband, the coarse salt outside has increased to thirty cents per pound, right?"
Chen Zhonghe nodded repeatedly and agreed.
"Yes, yes!"
"What we have produced is countless times better snowflake salt."
"Didn't Lao Mao say that even the bitter taste has been removed?"
"Buying seventy or eighty cents is not expensive, right?"
Mao Yuanyi smiled and twisted three strands of green beards.
"You count it like this!"
"The cost of our eight cents is not high."
Chen Lin smiled bitterly.
"But, I originally planned to sell 30 cents per pound!"
White Snake blinked her beautiful eyes and said thoughtfully.
"My husband, you are planning to sell snowflake salt at a low price."
"Tear out the poor salt from the North?"
Chen Lin praised.
"Wuxiao, you're right!"
“The market in the Northland is very large.”
"We have the ability to make better snowflake salt, so of course we can't watch the people suffer!"
"However, if you sell thirty cents per pound, the profit will not be great."
Chen Zhonghe wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.
My nephew, the Grand Governor!
You can't compare any of our Tiecheng products with fine iron and papermaking, right?
The profits of glass are even more exaggerated. What's the use of not being able to sell them?
"No, no, governor!"
"Salt tycoons from all over the country have a close relationship with the government."
"They...black and white are both!
"I think the retail price of 60 min and the bulk shipment price of 40 min is the safest!"
"Although making money is essential in our business, the main thing is to benefit the people!"
Mao Yuanyi had long wanted to start construction.
Unfortunately, Chen Lin has too high requirements for salt content.
He felt that he had wasted two months and could not wait any longer.
"Governor, Director Chen San's words are reasonable!"
“Isn’t there a lack of salt outside?”
"This is also a good opportunity to occupy the market!"
Chen Lin calculated carefully.
A cubic lake water can produce more than 30 kilograms of salt with its current content.
If you engage in the salt industry, the output will be absolutely scary.
Of course, Chen Lin was not sure whether the underground brine would be cut off.
Think of such a huge weed beach and vast saline-alkali land.
After countless billions of years of evolution and accumulation.
The deposited salt should be very abundant.
How much salt water can I consume in my own salt field in a day?
Just one in tens of thousands.
The concentration of salt water will increase day by day.
Because the water in and out can be controlled.
Especially during the rainy season for most of the year.
Perhaps, it is expected that the salt lake can reach a concentration even higher than the sea water.
"become!"
“Now, it’s a good time.”
Chen Lin waved his hand.
"Start work!"
Mao Yuanyi has been waiting for this sentence for a long time!
He turned around and shouted with joy.
"The governor has an order!"
"Commitment is on!"
Countless people suddenly came from the warehouses around.
They pushed the wheelbarrow, loaded with wood ash and lime, and poured it into the salt pond in an endless stream.
Several large water trucks outside rotated rapidly under the guidance of livestock.
The lake water flows into the salt pond along the elevated pipeline.
More people carried brooms and buckets to clean the salt drying grounds.
The scorching sun is in the sky, and doing other work will definitely be too tired to bear it.
But for salt workers.
With the high temperature subsidy, the more salt they produce, the higher their income will be.
In a blink of an eye, there was a lot of heat everywhere.
Everyone sweated wildly, but they smiled happily.
The salt field has finally started construction.
We no longer have to wait for basic wages.
Mao Yuanyi led everyone along and introduced.
"The two salt ponds, according to the new unit of measurement, are all 10,000 square meters of standard."
"However, we have only one hundred steaming iron pots at present."
"Even if the steaming and filtering is just a high concentration of brine."
"It takes ten days to produce such a large pool."
The Hong Madam calculated with her fingers, and she was a little astonished.
"Can each steaming iron box be rotated ten times a day?"
"Isn't that?"
"The daily yield of fine salt is 30,000 to 40,000 kilograms?"
This chapter has been completed!