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Chapter 245

When they heard about the monthly salary of one person per person, all the Mohists could not help but be filled with surprise again.

To Li Xuan, thank you again.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"I am never stingy with money and things. As long as you can improve something in Lijiazhuang, I will definitely give you a big reward!"

Li Xuan looked unconcerned.

However, my heart was filled with ecstasy.

This is a descendant of the Moh family, and he is definitely much easier to handle than Ying Qi and Wu Fu, the craftsmen who will serve as supervisors or young master supervisors.

Moreover, these people even know the principles of pulleys, refraction of light, and concave and convex mirrors. They are definitely the most accomplished people in this area of ​​Datang.

However, Le Tai and the other Mohists did not know that the king was very satisfied with them. They thought it was the sincerity of themselves and others that moved Li Xuan. They were filled with joy and quickly thanked Li Xuan again.

Then, he followed Li Chang and walked out.

"Butler, what is this?"

However, when they saw the housekeeper, he stopped in front of the outer room of the courtyard, opened the simple door, and prepared to go in, all the Mohists couldn't help but have doubts on their faces.

Shouldn't this housekeeper give each of them a farm tool and let them go to work in the fields?

"Your Majesty asked me to give each of you the usual wages!"

Li Chang replied casually and walked into the house by himself.

Immediately, he suddenly realized something, paused, and poked his head out from the house to take a look at the group of ink practitioners in the courtyard who were covered in sinews.

"You go in and carry out a wooden box!"

"yes!"

Hearing this, although Le Tai and others were a little confused, they still hurriedly walked in.

Through the dim light inside the house, they discovered that this small house was not the house filled with farm tools and sundries as they imagined. There were also several wooden boxes piled beside it.

Several people casually lifted the top box and walked out.

Then, he looked at the housekeeper Li Chang with curiosity on his face, "Butler, what is in this box?"

"Money!"

Li Chang glanced at the ink master who asked the question strangely, and then opened the lid of the box.

Suddenly, a box of copper coins appeared inside.

Seeing this, all the ink masters were full of surprise.

"Butler Li, what are those boxes in there?"

"It's all money!"

Li Chang glanced at Le Tai and the others and said slowly.

"But if you put so much money here, will it attract thieves?"

"Who dares to steal the king's money?"

Li Chang couldn't help but sneered and continued: "Besides, these are just a few boxes of money. They are used to pay the craftsmen, so what is there to steal?"

"Everyone is consistent, take what you have! If you can improve any object in the village according to the king's wishes, there will definitely be a bigger reward! Even a box of copper coins is not impossible!"

Although I don’t know why the king wanted to emphasize and reward these ink masters, Li Chang still followed Li Xuan’s wishes and emphasized to these ink masters whenever he found an opportunity.

"Butler, please rest assured. As ink masters, although we are not as skilled as the king in craftsmanship, we still have a lot of experience in farm tools and equipment!"

Speaking of this, Le Tai and others couldn't help but regain some confidence.

Their Mohist master, Mozi, was born a farmer.

From the very beginning, the greatest thought of their Mohist school was to benefit all people.

Although the subsequent development was erroneous, most of them were inventing and manufacturing weapons of war. However, there are still many inventions that mainly benefit the people.

Moreover, the Mohist family has been suppressed for so many years. They, the Mohist rulers, also hide in villages and households, and mainly work on farming on weekdays.

Confident, he is much more proficient in farm matters than the king and all the craftsmen.

"That's it, that's good!"

After hearing this, Li Chang slowly glanced at the group of ink masters and nodded lightly.

"Everyone, please get some money quickly, I have other things to be busy with!"

"Yes, butler!"

Hearing this, those who governed Mohism did not remain polite.

Everyone stepped forward, took out a lot of money from the cash box, and put it into their own money bags.

Later, Li Chang asked the Mohists to carry the money box back into the house, and then walked out with Le Tai and other Mohists.

After explaining to the guards, Le Tai and others were allowed to wander around the Li Family Manor.

Afterwards, he walked to the construction site of the other courtyard.

In the house, after Li Chang left with the ink masters, Li Chengqian, Cheng Chusi and others turned to look at Li Xuan.

"Master, you seem to attach great importance to these ink masters!"

"nature!"

Li Xuan nodded with a smile on his face, "These ink masters are craftsmen who have been systematically trained. They all have their own understanding of all kinds of craftsmanship, and they are much more useful than the craftsmen of the General Supervisor and the Shaofu Supervisor!

"

Hearing this, Li Chengqian, Cheng Chusi and others nodded subconsciously.

Apart from anything else, they just need to know that the master values ​​these ink masters very much, moreover, more than Ying Qi and Wu Fu in the forge.

Night falls.

In a small mountain village more than ten miles away from Lijiazhuang.

Letai and other calligraphers walked into the village with happy faces.

Immediately, without even bothering to go into the house, he started rummaging around in the courtyard, carefully gathering the tools and equipment together.

"Dalang, what are you doing? But what happened?"

Hearing the noise, the woman inside the house came out with a look of surprise on her face.

"happy event!"

Bandai replied with a face full of joy, but he was still rummaging around, and he didn't stop until he took out the last tool and packed it carefully.

He walked up to the woman, took off the money bag from his waist, and handed it to the woman.

"Madam, now that we have money, we can try to eat the new snow salt that comes out in the city in the future!"

"Um?"

Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes. After opening the money bag in her hand, she couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

Then, he thought of something and looked surprised again.

He quickly looked towards the bandstand, his face full of nervousness.

"Dalang, where did you get so much money? Did you join some powerful family?"

"Every time the woman guessed wrong, a certain person indeed led Uncle Tang, Ji Wen and the others to join the powerful family. However, we chose to join the family of Prince Jin, the same Prince Jin who was often praised by Lao Zhang and others in the next village!

"

Letai explained: "That Jin King is not only proficient in craftsmanship and manufacturing, but also very similar to my Mohist family in his conduct. Maybe the hope of our Mohist family's revival is that Jin King!"

"Moreover, that King Jin was very generous in his actions, Madam, there is no need to worry!"

"As long as Dalang has a certain idea in mind..."

The woman nodded with a worried look on her face, then held the money bag tightly and walked into the house.

""



Inside Chang'an City.

As the snow grain salt is sold, the atmosphere becomes more and more tense.

All the aristocratic families, and even the officials, have heavy faces and thoughts these days.

Something big happened.

I don't know where the rumor came from, but the newly opened salt shops in Chang'an City were opened by His Majesty.

Moreover, the snow salt sold in those salt shops is refined salt cooked in the Hedong Salt Pond using the salt production method newly mastered by His Majesty.

Each of these rumors is spread in a certain way.

In particular, some people became convinced after feeling the deep aura surrounding the city.

The stewards of various aristocratic families would gather together every one or two days to discuss some matters with gloomy faces.

"Your Majesty, the price of salt in many salt shops in Chang'an City has increased!"

In Liangyi Hall, Fang Xuanling reported to Li Shimin with a solemn face.




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