Chapter 352 Let the people eat cheap and reliable salt
"Yes, Brother Feng, mineral salt is really poisonous."
Runniang, who has always disliked talking too much, followed her advice this time: "When I was a child, a salt seller came to our village to sell mineral salt. At that time, people in the village bought some at a low price. Later, several people were killed by it. Sister Xiaorou also knew about it.
It’s about this.”
"There is such a thing."
Guan Xiaorou was originally full of confidence in Jin Feng, but when she heard what Qing Mulan and Run Niang said, she suddenly hesitated.
Although she loves Yin Zi very much, she is even more afraid that something will happen to Jin Feng.
"Master, how about we go to the beach to haul salt like other salt merchants?"
"We have salt mines all over Xichuan. If they were developed and utilized properly, the entire Dakang would not be able to eat them all in a hundred years. Why should we go all the way to the seaside to collect salt?"
Jin Feng handed the bowl to Runniang: "Help me fill another half bowl of noodles."
Runniang's hand-made noodles became more and more authentic, and Jin Feng could eat one or two bowls every time.
"Sir, making salt is not a trivial matter. If something goes wrong, it will be a big trouble."
Qing Mulan became a little anxious when she saw Jin Feng's calm look: "Actually, since ancient times, many people have had the same idea as you and tried to use mineral salt to make salt, but no one has ever succeeded. Instead, they have lost their lives.
Got a ride in."
After arriving at Xihewan, Qing Mulan really fell in love with this place, and was looking forward to what Jin Feng would eventually transform Xihewan into.
I knew that the development of Xihewan required a lot of money. At that time, Jin Feng had not yet started selling soap and black knives, so he was always worried about money.
So Qing Mulan worked hard and bombarded her brother with letters, and finally won Jin Feng's qualification to make and sell salt.
But now, Qing Mulan regrets it a little.
When other people get the qualifications to make and sell salt, they go to the beach to pull salt. Even if they want to make their own salt, they still find a fishing village on the beach and hire fishermen to dry the salt.
Qing Mulan really didn't expect that Jin Feng would think of using mineral salt to make his own salt.
"Sir, I know you have a lot of money to spend now, but don't you already have soap and a black knife? There is no need to use mineral salt to make people's dirty money, right?"
Qing Mulan was really anxious, and her words became more and more serious: "If the mineral salt is not handled properly, people will really die!"
Tang Xiaobei was reluctant when he heard it: "Sister Mu Lan, how can you say this to my husband? If others can't do it, it doesn't mean that my husband can't do it!
Besides, you have known my husband for so long, when have you ever seen him defraud the people? When has he not used the hard-earned money to subsidize the people?
Without Xianggong, would Xihewan and even the entire Jinchuan County be able to live as they are now?"
"Xiao Bei, that's not what I meant. I was worried about Mr...."
Qing Mulan also knew that she had said something wrong and wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Jin Feng mid-sentence.
"Okay, I know what Mu Lan means. He is afraid that I will make poisonous salt and harm the people and myself."
Jin Feng took the rice bowl from Run Niang: "Run Niang, go to the kitchen again and bring the salt shaker."
"good."
Although Runniang didn't know why Jin Feng suddenly wanted the salt shaker, she still obediently went to the kitchen and picked up the salt shaker.
"Is this the can I gave you last time?" Jin Feng asked.
"Yes." Runniang nodded.
"That's enough." Jin Feng pointed to the salt shaker and said, "These salts were made by Xiaojin and I in the laboratory using mineral salt. We have been eating them for almost a month. Do any of you feel uncomfortable?"
"What?"
Everyone turned to look at Jin Feng.
Runniang covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief.
She didn't know until now that the salt she used for cooking was all made from mineral salt.
Qing Mulan dug out a spoonful of salt and poured it on the table.
Most of the salt in Dakang is coarse salt and is somewhat blackened, while the salt on the table is as white and fine as snow sand.
With the influence of the Qing family, the salt that Qing Mulan has eaten since childhood is naturally much better than that of ordinary people.
But this was the first time she had seen salt of such good quality.
He asked in disbelief: "Sir, did you really make this with mineral salt?"
"Sister Mu Lan, it's true. My husband and I refined this jar of salt together, and I put it into the jar myself."
Zhou Jin, who had been immersed in eating, said: "There are still a lot of unused mineral salts in the laboratory."
Most natural mineral salts contain impurities that are harmful to the human body and must be purified and filtered multiple times before they can be used.
Jin Feng and Zhou Jin have been busy with this matter in the laboratory recently.
The best way to haul salt from the sea to Xichuan is to take the waterway from the Yangtze River. Not to mention the distance, you have to go upstream all the way.
There are no motorized ships in Dakang, so the large ships hauling salt basically rely on trackers. Even if everything goes smoothly, it will take several months.
Coupled with the greed of salt merchants, the price of salt in Dakang has remained high.
If Jin Feng can really extract such good salt from mineral salt, it will be a big deal for the entire Dakang.
Qing Mulan felt that her heartbeat had accelerated a lot.
"Sir, can you let Xiaojin show me how to make salt?" Qing Mulan said: "It's not that I don't believe you, sir, but it's because this matter is too relevant."
"Okay." Jin Feng thought for a moment and said to Zhou Jin: "Xiao Jin, you can demonstrate it to Mu Lan tomorrow."
"Forget tomorrow, go now."
Qing Mulan stopped eating and took Zhou Jin away.
The laboratory is a forbidden area in Xihewan, and Qing Mulan came in for the first time. Just like Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden, she curiously looked at the bottles and jars inside.
That night, Qing Mulan watched with her own eyes as Zhou Jin smashed a block of more than fifty kilograms of mineral salt, and then went through a series of processes to turn it into fine, white refined salt.
Qing Mulan tasted it and found that the taste was very pure without any peculiar smell.
"It's amazing, it's amazing! It turns out that mineral salt can really be turned into refined salt."
Even though she witnessed the whole process with her own eyes, Qing Mulan still found it unbelievable: "Sir, you are going to make a fortune this time!"
Salt is a necessity for every household, and the market is countless times larger than soap and black knives.
The salt produced by Jinfeng can beat the sea salt of other salt merchants in terms of appearance and taste.
The most important thing is that Jinfeng does not have to travel thousands of miles to bring salt from the sea. Compared with other salt merchants, the cost is almost negligible.
With the current price of salt in Dakang, it would be difficult for Jin Feng not to make a fortune.
"The gentleman said that salt is not a valuable thing. He makes salt not only to make money, but also to make the people of Guangyuan eat cheap and safe salt!"
Zhou Jin said: "So today you said that your husband wants to make dirty money, that's why Sister Xiaobei is so angry."
"Let the people eat cheap and safe salt..."
Qing Mulan murmured to herself, her face burning.
Qing Mulan felt ashamed when she thought about questioning Jin Feng's words while eating.
"I made a mistake, sir. I'm going to apologize to him now."
