Leaving a platoon of escorts to clean up the battlefield, Jin Feng took the remaining people to protect the Ninth Princess as she left the hill.
The Ninth Princess looked back at the hill, with mixed feelings in her heart.
When setting off from the capital, there were hundreds of guards, maids, and servants in total, and the mighty team stretched nearly a hundred feet.
But at this time, the guards beat him until Qin Ming was the only one left, and even one of his personal maids died.
Qing Mulan noticed that the Ninth Princess was in a low mood and comforted her in a low voice: "Wuyang, don't worry, when I get back, I will write a letter to my brother immediately and ask him to issue the highest-level sea arrest document, and Feng Sheng will be brought to justice!"
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"Sister, what I'm worried about is not a bandit, but why did he do this?"
Princess Ninth said: "A stranger to a bandit, if no one is behind Feng Sheng's back, even if he is beaten to death, he will not dare to attack me, and there is no reason to attack me!
You write a letter to brother Xinyao and ask him to focus on checking the detailed party affairs in Jinchuan!"
Qing Mulan had always praised the Ninth Princess before, and Jin Feng thought she was flattering.
Now Jin Feng had to admire that the Ninth Princess was indeed calm and very smart.
If an ordinary person experiences several life-and-death disasters in a day, he may not be able to get out of the shadows in half a year.
However, the Ninth Princess never showed panic, and she was able to analyze so quickly that the instigator behind it was a Party member, which was indeed very powerful.
"Wuyang, you guessed it right," Qing Mulan said, "Before we came, sir captured a party secret guard."
"Where?" The Ninth Princess was overjoyed when she heard this.
Qin'er's eyes also flashed with a hint of cruelty.
The masters from the palace are not only good in skills, but also have much better interrogation methods than the roughnecks in the army like Zhang Liang.
Even if the iron man falls into their hands, they can still knock out two ounces of molten iron.
"At the ferry, but dead."
Qing Mulan told the story of how Jin Feng met Xizuo.
"Captain Qin will go to the ferry later to collect the surviving guards. Zhu'er, you go with Captain Qin to see if there are any clues."
Even if it is a corpse, the Ninth Princess is not going to let it go.
When they reached a fork in the road, the team split into two teams.
A large group of people escorted Jin Feng and Ninth Princess to the Twin Humps, while another group of people returned to the ferry along the same route.
Today's Double Hump is bustling with activity, and there is an endless stream of carts coming and going.
There are those who carry mineral salt up the mountain from the ferry, and there are also those who drag the prepared salt down the mountain.
On a big stone at the foot of the mountain, there are two lines of large vermilion characters carved on it.
The Ninth Princess whispered: "Xihewan Salt Factory allows the people to afford safe salt... Sister, is this your husband's salt factory?"
Jin Feng had not been making salt for a long time, and Qing Mulan had not had time to write a letter to tell her.
"Yes," Qing Mulan said, "Wuyang, Mr. Jin is very good at making salt. He can turn mineral salt into refined salt!"
"How is it possible for mineral salt to become refined salt?"
It is common knowledge in Dakang that mineral salt is poisonous. Princess Ninth's expression changed: "Wouldn't it be poisonous?"
"No!" Qing Mulan said: "Now the whole Jinchuan eats Xihewan refined salt, and no one has been found to be poisoned."
"real?"
Princess Ninth's eyes flashed with light.
Most of the salt merchants were members of the major noble families. The salt merchants paid tribute to the royal family, but the eunuchs and maids in the palace had to buy salt from the salt merchants.
The most important thing is that the salt consumed by army soldiers also needs to be borne by the national treasury.
The Ninth Princess has helped Chen Ji correct the memorial for so long, and she knows very well what a huge expense it is!
The biggest reason for the high price of salt, apart from the monopoly of the nobles, is the difficulty of transportation.
There is no shortage of salt mines in Dakang. If Jinfeng can solve the toxins in mineral salts, transportation costs will be greatly reduced.
Thinking of this, the Ninth Princess couldn't wait to go up the mountain and signaled Qin'er to stop a cart carrying salt and open the cloth bag on the cart.
The Ninth Princess grabbed a handful of snow-white fine salt from the cloth bag and exclaimed: "Isn't this appearance very good?"
Although she rarely comes into contact with table salt, she has seen it.
In terms of quality alone, Xihewan refined salt is not inferior to the tribute salt in the palace.
"Not only does it look good, but it also doesn't have any peculiar smell." Qing Mulan added.
"How much does such salt cost?" Ninth Princess asked.
Qing Mulan smiled and stretched out her index fingers and made a sign of ten: "Ten coins!"
"Ten cents and one tael is indeed not expensive." Ninth Princess nodded.
"Wuyang, you guessed wrong, it's not ten cents or one tael." Qing Mulan shook his head.
"Ten cents a penny? That's a bit expensive."
The Ninth Princess took another look at the carvings on the stone and frowned slightly.
"It's not ten cents a pound, it's ten cents a pound!" Qing Mulan said with a smile.
"What?! Ten cents...a pound?"
The Ninth Princess, who had always been calm and composed, suddenly widened her eyes and her breathing became rapid.
She stared at Qing Mulan in disbelief: "Sister, aren't you lying to me? Such good salt costs ten cents a pound?!"
"Why did I lie to you?"
Qing Mulan said proudly: "Mr. said that the people should be able to afford the safe salt. If it is sold too expensively, how can the people afford it? And ten cents per pound is not the factory price, but the selling price. The wages of small traders
, all subsidized by my husband.”
The pride on her face was as if the Xihewan Salt Factory belonged to her.
"Mr. Jin, how much salt can your salt factory produce every month? I want it all for ten cents per pound!"
The Ninth Princess looked at Jin Feng excitedly.
She originally wanted to negotiate with Jin Feng for the salt-making formula, but when she heard that it cost ten cents a pound, she immediately changed her decision.
Ten cents per catty, for the Ninth Princess, was almost like giving it away for free.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness, my salt sales rights are only in Guangyuan."
Jin Feng shook his head.
"Sir, don't worry about this, I will take care of it!"
When it came to business, Princess Ninth's tone became much more domineering: "Sir, just answer whether it's okay or not!"
When business came to his door, Jin Feng would naturally not push it out. He nodded and replied: "As long as you don't default on the payment, your highness can get whatever you want!"
"How many do you want?"
The Ninth Princess said: "To be honest, sir, I buy salt to provide to various armies. You can increase the price, but you must not use poisonous mineral salt as shoddy quality. If something goes wrong, you will be beheaded!"
"Luo Lan wrote to say that His Highness has taken good care of the Jinchuan Chamber of Commerce in the capital, so Your Highness should know the Jinchuan Chamber of Commerce's ability to make money. Does Your Highness think that I am someone who is short of money?"
Jin Feng said: "Thousands of hectares of fertile land are just for three meals a day, and tens of thousands of mansions are only for beds three feet wide. If I want to make money, can't I just set the price of salt higher? Why risk being decapitated for the price?"
Is it recharged?"
"Thousands of hectares of fertile land can only provide three meals a day, and thousands of mansions can only sleep on three feet of couch... That's so good!"
The Ninth Princess recited silently several times, then bowed to Jin Feng and saluted: "Sir, he can write so many wonderful poems, it is indeed very righteous! Wen'er judged you with the heart of a villain, please make atonement for your sins!"