Zhu Youcai was a little angry when he saw the salt Huo Guang brought out, because the color and purity of the salt were obviously completely different from his own salt. He had never seen such good salt, and perhaps he could only carefully select it as a tribute to the emperor.
Only high-quality well salt looks so good.
This means that the source of Huo Guang's salt is definitely not his own salt gang.
Zhu Youcai's core interests were violated, and his smile became lighter: "Master Huo, every line has its own rules. Salt tax is also your main government affairs. If you break the rules, I will be in trouble, and you will be in trouble too."
"Are you threatening me?"
"Don't dare, don't dare, I'm just a gangster running freight, but Huo Shaofu has just been promoted, and I don't understand some things. Although I am a rough person, I have been doing these things for many years, so I have some superficial experience."
Huo Guang took the salt and said, "Gang Leader Zhu may have misunderstood. Do you think I came back from the trade route on my own? No, no, no, this is the salt bought from other salt shops on the market, but I have a way to make it available to outsiders."
The coarse salt I bought turned into fine salt like mine.”
"Oh?" Zhu Youcai looked shocked, and then put on his previous smile: "Master Huo still has this ability?"
"If you don't believe me, ask someone to bring you some salt."
Zhu Youcai immediately kicked Zhang Erer in the body: "What are you still doing? Go get Mr. Huo some salt and fix it quickly."
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he asked Zhang Erer to leave quickly. Seeing that no one was stopping him, Zhang Erer ran away and came back after a while carrying a box of salt.
Taking advantage of this time, Huo Guang made all preparations. Of course, Zhu Youcai and others would not let Zhu Youcai and others see what he needed.
Although the principle of filtration and purification is not difficult, people in this era have not yet thought that their method cannot be easily spread to others, and they must first make a lot of money.
In front of Zhu Youcai, using a big cloth, Huo Guang seemed to be performing magic to increase the sense of mystery. Zhu Youcai could only rely on his intuitive hearing and other feelings to know that Huo Guang lit the fire and boiled the water.
After a series of operations, Huo Guang took out the pure white salt from behind the cloth.
"This..." Zhu Youcai was speechless for a moment: "Is this really our salt?"
"Gang Leader Zhu, it would be pointless for me to lie to you. From now on, my salt shop will have to keep asking you to buy salt here."
"It's incredible, it's incredible. Only such a salt emperor can eat it."
Huo Guang packed the salt and handed it to Zhu Youcai: "Brother Zhu, take it back and taste it."
Although Zhu Youcai has no knowledge, he has a very keen sense of business. Just now, Huo Guang was able to make this snowflake-like white salt in a short time, which shows that the production should not be difficult. It can be done in this room, and it also shows that the equipment is not troublesome. In this way, it is possible.
Mass production is not a way to make a fortune.
He immediately said: "Master Huo, I can sell this salt to other places on your behalf. Our Stick Gang has been running boats on the Fen River for many years, and we have people who can transport it by water and land."
Huo Guang admired him for reacting so quickly, but he didn't agree immediately.
"Gang Leader Zhu is older than me, just call me A Guang. I have no plans to sell to other counties for the time being. There are four counties in Hedong County. Let's do a good job here first. If there is any need to sell to the outside world, I will contact Gang Leader Zhu
.”
Zhu Youcai thought about what Huo Guang meant and said: "Aguang, you'd better come to my salt gang to buy salt. I'll give you a cheaper price. You can also sell some of your salt to me. I'll run the route for you first. Such a good thing has a bright future."
It must be excellent."
"Don't worry, Gang Leader Zhu. Once my salt is spread, regular sales must be recorded. My father's side is easy to collect taxes. Selling salt is just a small matter, but my father's side is a big deal."
Zhu Youcai slapped his forehead: "Yes, yes, I'm confused, I'm confused, so I'll go back today. Aguang, when your salt shop opens, you must remember to send someone to notify you, so that I can come and join in the fun for you."
"Definitely, definitely."
It was originally a situation of shouting and killing, but after a lot of back and forth, the channel for salt intake was solved.
Huo Zhongru looked at the two bags on the table, opened them, and saw that one bag contained money and the other contained tea leaves. He probably asked Huo Guang if he liked tea, so he followed his preference.
Huo Zhongru used half of the money to reward his brothers. This was the rule. When he was a county official, he supported the leaders, and the leaders would reward them some.
The other half was given to Ahao as money for the medicine. As for Aguang, who opened someone's head, nothing happened to him.
On the same day, Huo Guang asked A Hao to take the money to Zhu Youcai's salt gang and bring back two large bags of salt. Then he asked the carpenter to start working again. After the carpenter knew that A Guang was the son of the new young master, he had nothing to worry about.
If you're covered by an official, what else do you have to be afraid of?
Huo Guang bought some coarse cloth and some fine silk. This silk made Huo Guang very distressed. He didn't expect it to be so expensive. No wonder Huo Zhongru said he was a prodigal. Generally speaking, this kind of silk is really unaffordable. Fortunately, it can be washed and repeated.
use.
The quality of well salt in this era was higher than that of sea salt, and because of the difficulty in packaging and transportation, a lot of salt was lumped together. High-quality salt was naturally the patent of the nobles. All the common people could eat was sea salt, and they had to endure bad taste.
Merchants put impurities in it.
Although he thought there was something wrong with his son's head, all he did was boil water and wash the salt. The salt that crystallized in the end was indeed very good, so Huo Zhongru didn't blame him too much.
"Why don't you do more."
"It can't be that simple. The tools made by the carpenter haven't been finished yet. It's simple to do it now, but it's also quite tiring. And good things are not about too much, but about precision. If there are too many, they won't be valuable, so I just
If we prepare these two bags of salt first, they will be enough for us to start selling."
"Prodigal son, prodigal son, with your method, can two bags of salt make one bag? You can open a salt shop with just one bag of salt."
"Father, one bag of refined salt is enough. The rest will be sold with ordinary salt first. This is called hunger marketing. The rarer it is, the higher the price it can be sold. Dad, take this small jar and give it to Chu."
Sheriff first."
“Hungry marketing? Selling on an empty stomach?”
"That's not what I meant. Forget it, Dad, I will explain it to you later. I will spread the salt first and I will never lose money to you."
Huo Zhongru took a small jar of salt, turned around and said to Huo Guang: "Aguang, prepare a portion for Sang Jin, and you can come to deliver it in person tomorrow."
"Father, why are you pushing me towards the widow again? Am I your biological son?"
Huo Zhongru kicked Huo Guang's butt: "Go if you are told to go. Is the Sang family an ordinary family? They are a famous salt merchant. If you want to open a salt shop, why don't you go and pay a visit? And what about the widow and the widow?
She screams so unpleasantly, but she is still just a young girl."
"ah?"
"She's just a wife, there's nothing wrong with her."