Feicang Salt Well is a small town thirty miles away from Jiushan County.
Because of the salt wells, there are frequent trade exchanges, and it is as prosperous as a small mountain town.
Kitchen households, salt merchants, salt transportation fleets, and salt transportation make subordinate departments mixed.
The group set out before dawn, and arrived at Feicang in the morning with ten horses and two carriages.
This kind of convoy quickly attracted attention, but they were all watching from a distance and no one dared to step forward.
The group of people were riding horses and carrying swords, and they were obviously not someone to be trifled with.
Let Wang Sihai inquire about the news, while Wang Yuan strolls around and observes the town.
Soon, he frowned!
Hu Mengying was keenly aware: "Sir, what's wrong?"
Wang Yuan said: "Isn't there a salt well in Feicang? Why is it as poor as Fu County?"
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One land supplies the salt of three counties, and the oil that needs to be fertilized in the waste warehouse flows, and everyone has no worries about food and clothing.
But on the street, except for the salt merchants and petty officials who were well-dressed, most people were in rags and skinny, just like the people in Fu County.
Many refugees were begging for food and were staggering when they walked!
Hu Mengying was stunned by the question. She didn't know much about Fei Cang's situation!
Wang Zhonglou said: "Uncle Yuan, it is true that there are a large number of salt wells in Feicang, and every household is responsible for boiling salt, but the real bulk has been taken away by Jia Tou and the salt merchants. Even the government has not confiscated much, let alone the kitchen households.
It would be nice to be able to have enough food and clothing."
Wang Yuan frowned and shook his head.
This kitchen household is no different from the common people in Fu County, except that the landlords and powerful men have become Jia Tou and salt merchants!
"Brother Yuan, please find out clearly!"
Wang Sihai brought people back: "There are eighteen villages in Feicang. The people here are called Zaohu. They have been responsible for boiling salt for the court for generations. The government uses the 'Zao Jia method' to manage them. Almost every village has a head, and the head is responsible."
To manage kitchen households, salt merchants have to go to Jiatou to buy salt. After discussion, they will find someone from the Salt Transportation Department to buy the official bag, inspect the salt banknotes and salt leads, and then kill them and go through various procedures! Jiatou is better than ours.
Even if the landlords are rich, they all live in the big houses built in Feicang Town. I also found out the locations!"
“Well done!”
Wang Yuan said in appreciation: "Let's go find Jia Tou!"
After careful training, Wang Sihai's vision and ability to do things have skyrocketed. Although it was still difficult to do big things, he has already become more comfortable with small things.
The carriage team set off to visit Feicang's biggest leader - Liu Baizao!
Feicang's stoves are like people's fields. The more stoves you have, the more salt you can cook.
After a while, the carriage team came to a large house, and there was a cry!
Wang Yuan lifted the car curtain and took a look.
In front of the Liu family mansion.
A big man was kneeling in front of the door with a child in his arms, and two other men were kneeling next to him.
The three of them had similar appearance, clothing, and temperament. They all had rough skin, cloudy eyes, ragged clothes, strange smells, and numb and miserable faces.
Bang bang bang...
The man held the child in his arms, bowed into a shrimp shape, and kept kowtowing: "Master Liu, please be merciful and lend me ten guan of money. My son is seriously ill and needs money to save his life!"
The two men also kowtowed, with tears streaming down their faces and prayers on their faces!
The people passing by looked at the three people with sympathy, helplessness and intolerance in their eyes!
There are too many people who are sick and cannot afford medical treatment.
The two servants closed the door directly: "Get out, the master said, I don't have a copper, so you can get out wherever you come from!"
"Master Liu, I have been boiling salt for the Liu family for the past ten years. I will lend you ten taels of silver. Please save my son's life. I will boil the salt and repay it. Please!"
The middle-aged man got up again, holding the door and crying, with a pleading look on his face.
"If you dare to yell again and anger the master, I will break your dog legs!"
The door didn't move at all, but the servant's vicious curses came from the crack in the door!