Chapter 183 You have to take advantage of the war to avoid losing money!
Especially mineral salt, which is black and yellow and poisonous, is generally not eaten by anyone. Even for livestock, you can only feed it a little at a time!
"Old man, there's no rush to make salt!"
Li Xuan pursed his lips, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.
"That's right, so many sages throughout the ages have tried their best to develop these salt-making methods. It's really difficult for you to come up with a way to increase salt production all at once!"
Li Yuan was stunned for a moment, then laughed sarcastically.
On the side, a trace of disappointment also flashed in Li Shimin's eyes.
Immediately, he thought of something and said to Li Yuan: "Yeah, why not use mineral salt for soaking wool in salt water!"
"Mineral salt?"
Li Yuan was stunned and looked overjoyed.
"Mineral salt is good. Soak it in mineral salt and wash it again with clean water. It's okay too!"
Those around him, Cheng Chusi and Changsun Wuji, also had faces full of joy.
This time, there are two methods of clothing, white folds and wool.
The clothing problem of the people of the Tang Dynasty can be greatly improved.
Thinking about it, I couldn't help but feel shocked. This King of Jin had made another great achievement related to people's livelihood and the country.
Fortunately, after the King of Jin came back to life, his temperament changed drastically.
Not only has he lost all his memory, but he also just wants to stay in Lijiazhuang all day long, close the courtyard door, and live his own little life.
Otherwise, countless troubles will arise.
Fortunately, my own evil beast shamelessly accepted this disciple out of anger.
In the future, can I beat him less?
At this time, Li Xuan continued to speak: "You can also use mineral salt, but with such a large population in the Tang Dynasty, you will definitely need a lot of wool. I am afraid that the wool in the Tang Dynasty alone is not enough."
"Um?"
Li Yuan and Li Shimin were startled again and stared at Li Xuan closely.
"Xuanba, what do you mean?"
"Don't those Turkic barbarians raise a lot of sheep?" Li Xuandao said.
"Hehe, King Jin is right!"
Hearing this, Cheng Zhijie on the side couldn't hold it in anymore, grinned and shouted: "Your Majesty, now our Tang Dynasty has strong soldiers and horses, and the craftsmen in the Shaofu Supervisor can smelt ten million kilograms of pig iron and iron every month.
With fine steel, the soldiers in the army will not be short of weapons and armor."
"And it just so happens that the Turks still raise the sheep that the people of the Tang Dynasty need. I, Old Cheng, are willing to lead the army and seize back all the cattle and sheep of the Turks after the spring plowing!"
"No!"
As soon as Cheng Zhijie finished speaking, Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui on the side all changed their faces slightly and hurriedly stopped him.
"Fang Lao, I, Lao Cheng, are not randomly asking Your Majesty to send troops this time!"
Cheng Zhijie's eyes widened, and he spat and said, "As you know, this year's harvest is good, and many people have surplus grain in their homes. In addition, with the Quyu plow invented by King Jin, farming will definitely speed up a lot next spring.
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Also, with the King of Jin's iron-making and steel-making methods, now the Shaofujian can produce at least more than 10 million kilograms of refined steel and pig iron in one month, right?
Coupled with the assembly line process, the speed of forging weapons and armor has also increased many times.
After the spring plowing next year, the supplies and equipment needed to send troops will be sufficient.
Moreover, I, Old Cheng, sent troops for the people of the Tang Dynasty. He wanted to snatch back all the sheep raised by the Turks. How many sheep could the Tang Dynasty get? How much wool could it get and how much wool could it be spun?
Fabric?
These are a great blessing to the people of Tang Dynasty..."
The more he talked, the more energetic Cheng Zhijie became.
Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui and others who were listening couldn't find a chance to interrupt even if they wanted to.
As for Li Shimin on the side, the corner of his mouth twitched.
However, his eyes are also eager to move.
"Your Majesty, people's livelihood has just been restored. If we rashly send troops to the Turks, I fear that there will be no harvest in the farmland and people's livelihood will wither again!"
Fang Xuanling said quickly.
"What a waste, as long as all the Turks are slaughtered, don't all the sheep raised by the Turks belong to the Tang Dynasty?"
Cheng Zhijie glared at Fang Xuanling fiercely, "You old guy was a scholar who could follow His Majesty to conquer the world back then. How come you have only been a civil servant for a few years and now you are like those rotten scholars? Not only have you lost your courage, but you are also arrogant.
Are you just looking at your one-third of an acre of land?"
"Chai Shao and Xue Wanjun have already led their troops to destroy Liang Shidu in Shuofang. After occupying Shuofang, why don't we, the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, just attack that bastard Jieli as we please?
Furthermore, in the past few years, there have been natural disasters in the Turks, such as frost and drought. The people are tired and the animals are thin. They are still fighting each other, and they are not much better off. The boy from Tuli can't stand the oppression of Jieli Zaizi and wants to secretly join him.
My Datang? It’s such a great opportunity, but you old guy is still moping about it!
I despise it!"
"Old thief Cheng, don't stop spewing blood. What I want is to wait for two years until everything is ready before sending out troops again!"
Fang Xuanling's beard almost stood up in anger.
Du Ruhui, who was on the side, just wanted to speak and help Fang Xuanling fight against the old thief Cheng Zhijie, but he just coughed.
Immediately, he shut up with a knowing look.
Old thief Cheng is so arrogant. He must have seen His Majesty's intention to send troops. He has already begun to act arrogantly. If Old thief Cheng scolds him, he doesn't know how much life will be lost in his body. It is better to watch His Majesty quietly.
I mean.
Moreover, no matter how much they quarrel, it is still up to His Majesty to decide whether to send troops or not.
"Okay, don't argue."
Li Shimin shouted, "It's too early to talk about this now. Everything needs to wait until next year's spring plowing!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Hearing this, Cheng Zhijie glared at Fang Xuanling proudly, and bowed with joy on his face.
Fang Xuanling just sighed secretly. Seeing His Majesty's tone, Old Thief Cheng suddenly knew so much about the Turkic situation. If His Majesty didn't have any intention behind it, he would never believe it.
However, just when Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui and others were about to breathe a sigh of relief, Li Shimin suddenly asked Li Xuan again.
"Xuanba, in this case, after next year's spring plowing, should we send troops to the Turks?"
Forehead!
Li Xuan was startled.
He was about to wave his hand and refuse to answer, but he saw Old Man Xiong, Cheng Zhijie, Fang Xuanling and others staring at him closely.
He couldn't help but sigh and organize his words.
"Your Majesty, it is ultimately up to you to decide whether to send troops or not.
However, I think that no matter what kind of war is fought, there must be logistical guarantees. After all, bringing more than 100,000 soldiers to travel so far to fight with a knife must be to take advantage.
Therefore, we try our best to ensure logistics and reduce the number of casualties.
Now that there are methods of making steel and iron, the soldiers who go out to war need to wear steel armor and hold steel knives in their hands to fight those Turkic hozens.
In this way, fewer people will die, the courage of the Turks can be defeated, and the Turks' horses and sheep must be brought back.
Moreover, the most important thing is that your Majesty must also bring back the young Turks. They are excellent labor force.
In this way, this battle will be meaningful and not considered a loss!"
After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but shudder and looked at Li Xuan with strange expressions on their faces.
If it is true as Li Xuan said, one hundred thousand heavily armored elites would be enough to sweep through the Turks.
"Just Xuanba, what do you want those young Turks to do?"
Li Shimin asked again.
"Your Majesty, those young and middle-aged people are the ones who have the greatest benefit in fighting the Turks!" Li Xuan said.