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Chapter 167: Being a porter

 After watching Zhang San leave, Zhao Wen naturally put the Heshi Bi in his sleeve.

His strength is now too powerful and has exceeded the limits of the Qin world.

Only near the core of the world, He's Bi, can you move freely. If you are too far away from He's Bi, you must constantly restrain your aura. Otherwise, just to avoid bringing too much pressure to this world will be spent. He has a lot of spirit.

His spiritual consciousness swept through the prince's mansion and found nothing unusual. He took a step forward and the figure had disappeared.

Flying through the air with all his strength, this was the first time that Zhao Wen rushed forward with all his strength after his strength improved. With one step, he was already several miles away. As far as his eyes could see, his body could reach him instantly, as if he was teleporting. This kind of The feeling of flying was something Zhao Wen had never experienced before.

The figure is getting faster and faster. In just an hour or so, the familiar outline of Jiujiang City has entered Zhao Wen's eyes. Zhao Wen is absolutely satisfied with his current speed. After a gentle smile, the figure has already fallen in the blink of an eye. In the courtyard of Jinyiwei Yamen in Jiujiang City.

A figure suddenly fell down, and dozens of Jinyi guards instantly pulled out the long swords from their waists, but then the long swords fell to the ground. They knelt on the ground and saluted loudly: "Greetings to your Majesty!"

"Get up!"

Looking around, it seemed that the Jinyiwei Yamen had not been built when he left, but now, there were only dozens of people in the huge building, and even Zhao Wen himself felt too empty.

"I brought some sea ships over, and Jin Yiwei is responsible for recruiting sailors to get familiar with these ships!"

"Your Majesty, please come with me!" A middle-aged Jin Yiwei led Zhao Wen all the way to a pier. He looked at some of the ships moored on the pier. Although they were far inferior to the ships he brought, it was obvious that after he left, These people are not idle and doing nothing!

"How is the output of the salt fields now!" The Great Qin Imperial Palace uses well salt transported from Shu. If Zhao Wen hadn't brought it back to the imperial kitchen to purify it, I'm afraid Zhao Wen would have brought some salt back from other worlds.

Not eating salt for a long time will not only make your body weak, but also make you easily sick. But now there are not many people in Daqin who can afford salt. A large amount of sea salt is sent to all parts of Daqin so that all people in Daqin can eat salt. For Zhao Wenlai That said, it is definitely the top priority right now.

This was also the biggest reason why he personally went to Chu Di. Otherwise, if it were just a few sea ships and thrown on the beach, Jin Yiwei would definitely be able to find enough people to sail to Chu Di, and Zhao Wen would have to send them there himself.

"I have tried my best, but it is still only laid in Chudi!" The middle-aged Jin Yiwei reported to Zhao Wenhui in a low voice with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Hey hey hey!" In ancient times, salt was definitely the number one weapon for nobles and wealthy households to make money. That is to say, the Jin Yiwei controlled powerful force. Otherwise, ordinary people would have died without knowing how to intervene like this.

From this alone, Zhao Wen could imagine how weak Da Qin's control over various places was at present.

But thinking about his plan, he smiled and said: "Don't worry, it won't be long before such a thing happens again!"

Looking at the warehouses full of salt in Jin Yiwei's warehouse, Zhao Wen's face turned cold obviously. As Jin Yiwei, he could not deliver salt to various places at a cheap price. Although the salt left by Chu Di is now

The reason why there are too few manpower can also be thought of the strength of powerful people in various places.

He kept raising his hand to grab it, and the bags of salt disappeared in an instant. Since he came here once, he definitely couldn't go back empty-handed. In just a while, all the salt in Jinyiwei's warehouse was collected into the stone door.

He turned around and went to the Chu Palace warehouse again, collected some steel, and the whole stone gate was divided into two, but it was still full, and then he turned and left.

Originally, he planned to train a group of blacksmiths in the Chu region, but now that he has become the emperor, the entire young manor is in his hands, so naturally he does not need to train them in the Chu region.

When these steels are brought back, in the hands of a large number of Shaofu blacksmiths, they can quickly be turned into various tools, which is better than leaving them in the King of Chu's warehouse.

An hour later, Zhao Wen had appeared in the Shaofu warehouse.

When the deputy commander of the Shaofu saw that he had not seen him for a while, His Majesty first placed a large pile of steel in the yard outside. In terms of quantity alone, it far exceeded the output of various iron mines in Daqin in several years.

Not to mention that it can be seen from the luster that each piece is made of the finest refined iron.

Then a large amount of top-notch refined salt with a value comparable to that of gold filled a warehouse. This was a warehouse that usually contained grain. Golden lights flashed in the eyes of the deputy commander of the young master.

While he was still thinking about how much gold and silver he could get from selling these refined salts, he saw Zhao Wen turn around and write lightly: "Sell these salts at a price that ordinary people can accept!"

The deputy commander of the Shaofu was shocked for a moment, reacted immediately, and immediately said as quickly as possible: "Don't worry, your majesty, I will tell all the people that this is because your majesty took pity on the people that they couldn't afford salt, so he spent his own money to buy a batch and sell it cheaply.

For everyone!”

After saying this, the Deputy Commander of the Shaofu secretly cursed himself for his slow reaction. His Majesty only has several warehouses of gold, silver and jewelry stored in the Shaofu's warehouse, so how could he care about gold and silver?

"Yes!" He nodded with satisfaction, and his feeling about the deputy commander of the Shaofu in front of him suddenly improved a lot. At least he was smart. No wonder the First Emperor would appoint him as the deputy commander of the Shaofu.

As an emperor, he has just ascended the throne and needs to establish his reputation among the people. As long as he wants some gold and silver, he doesn't have as much as he wants, so there is no need to plunder it from the hands of the people.

After leaving the Shaofu, Zhao Wen headed north again.

The further north you go, the colder the weather becomes, and the temperature is even much lower than in later generations. Although Zhao Wen himself has long been immune to the cold and heat, ordinary people obviously cannot live in such an environment.

However, this time Zhao Wen came here not to observe the immigration point. Now Daqin does not need to open a residential area in such a cold location.

All the way we came to a tall forest, where several people hugged each other. Each tree was straight to the extreme. It was definitely the best material for building the pillars of the palace.

He raised his hand and waved, after a loud crackling sound, he gently raised his hand to grab it, and the fallen trees disappeared one after another. Now there are more than a thousand square meters in the stone gate.

A space more than a thousand meters high.

In just a short time, tens of thousands of large trees were harvested.

After taking a look at the tightly packed Shimen space, Zhao Wen ducked and left!


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