Damn it! Being underestimated by others made Yun Ye's heart feel cold. Over the past thousands of years, no matter how it changed, even if it was thrown to Mars, Mr. Guan's temperament remained the same. He was self-righteous and smart. Could it be that these things are also inherited? What the captain did , Yun Ye suddenly lost interest in doing anything. Anyway, I am just a floating person under the sky, why should I care about so many other things. Thinking of this, I took off the backpack on Wangcai's back, took out the salt bag, and distributed it to myself. He took out some and put the rest in the hands of the trembling woman. He put on his backpack and led Wangcai out. Zhang Cheng, who was covered in mud, was rolling in his fists and feet, but when he saw Yun Ye was about to leave, he rolled over and crawled over. , hugging Yun Ye's legs tightly, "Master, you can't leave, just pity us who are fighting!" Tears flowed: "Captain, I guarantee with my head that Master Yun will be able to get out the salt from the bittern." Edible salt!" Hissed at the captain. Looking at Zhang Cheng at his feet, Yun Ye could no longer control the anger in his chest. He kicked Zhang Cheng away and strode to the captain: "Apologise to Uncle Zhang, otherwise Even if you chop off my head, you won’t even know how to get salt!” After saying that, she looked at him coldly.
However, the captain calmed down and said slowly: "At the third watch last night, the second sergeant returned to the city on horseback and knocked on the gate in the middle of the night. This is the first time for me in Longyou. I didn't know until I hammered the two people up to the city gate with a hanging basket that someone was there. Being able to get salt from brine, the captain of our school reported it to General Zuo Wuwei overnight. The general was overjoyed when he learned about it. If this method is achieved, not only will the army no longer be short of salt, the Qiang rebellion can be put down, and even the Qiang rebellion can be put down. The salt was sold to Tuyuhun, and their fight with Tubo was nothing more than salt. This would allow them to become our Datang Pingfan. So I went out of the city at starry night, brought all the equipment you need, and came here quickly, but I saw a child talking loudly. Our school How can Lieutenant not be angry? Zhang Cheng’s crime of lying about military intelligence will not be pardoned. I am beating him now just to show the general that I have already punished him and to save him from death. Why don’t you continue to speak harshly?”
The coldness in Yun Ye's eyes subsided slightly. Although this guy is hateful, he has a good heart and knows how to protect his subordinates. He is a general and has no shortage of means. However, his aristocratic face makes Yun Ye extremely unhappy. He wants to get benefits. Not without paying the price.
"Zhang Cheng is kind to me. You humiliated and beat him. No matter what the reason is, it can't calm the anger in my chest. I will make a bet with you. If the salt cannot be taken out, Yun Ye will sacrifice his head. If he does, you will give up." How about Zhang Cheng beating you up and not fighting back?"
The captain was stunned for a moment, and then said categorically: "As you wish, if you can't get the salt, I will personally cut off your head to fulfill your oath."
Yun Ye chuckled and ignored the captain's stinky face. He turned around and walked to Zhang Cheng. After checking and seeing that he was fine, he was relieved. Zhang Cheng, who was like a panda, was still grinning at him. This His face can no longer be seen.
"Where's what I want?"
"Exactly half an hour,"
"Why, there is no shortage of salt in Longyou, and salt mines are not difficult to find, yet you have never tried to find a way to make table salt from them?"
"Brine salt is poisonous,"
"There are ways to detoxify snake venom. Is there no way to detoxify brine salt?"
"You can't let the soldiers eat salt just to get rid of the poison, right?"
Yun Ye almost fell down when he heard such a shocking answer. He looked at the majestic captain in front of him with an idiot's eyes. He decided not to discuss issues with him that had anything to do with science, because this would be the greatest harm to him. .
The carriage arrived, and there were a lot of supplies. In addition to salt-making sieves, hammers, iron drills, linen cloth, charcoal, wooden barrels, iron pots, and even five hand-operated stone mills. After careful inspection, it was found that there were a lot of things needed.
Turning to look at the captain, he said with a smile: "Salt, it's just a little effort. I have seen your IQ. I believe you will still have many things to ask of me in the future. I have always been stingy. If you ask for anything in the future, I have to let you know."
Zhang Cheng will beat you up, and you will be beaten for every thing you do, and you will never be bullied."
The captain stopped his angry subordinate and clasped his hands: "I now somewhat believe that you can make table salt. As long as the brothers are no longer short of salt, it doesn't matter if Cheng gets a beating. I hope you win."
Less than five miles down the river, there is a salt mine. Cheng Xiaowei brought 300 people, each of them a tall and sturdy man. The road was difficult to walk and large vehicles could not pass. Several large vehicles of supplies each had one
After carrying them, they left. Yun Ye and the two women walked in the middle with their wealth. In less than an hour, they arrived at the salt mining land. Cheng Xiaowei gave an order, and immediately, a two-acre land was leveled.
After coming out, setting up the camp and placing the equipment, Cheng Xiaowei looked at Yun Ye.
"Your Majesty, Captain, is so powerful. How about knocking down some salt mines?" There is no need to pity such strong laborers.
Cheng Xiaowei suppressed his anger, picked up the hammer and banged it twice, and a large piece of salt mine rolled down.
"Watch the process carefully, I will only do it once." Yun Ye ignored the murderous looks of the group of strong men and carefully smashed the large pieces of salt ore into small pieces with a small hammer, weighing about ten kilograms. He called to Zhang Cheng and smashed them.
The salt ore was poured into the stone grinding eye, and Zhang Cheng shook the stone mill with his hand. The brown mineral powder slowly overflowed from the edge of the stone mill. Yun Ye put the mineral powder into the wooden barrel, added water, and stirred with a wooden stick to let the salt out.
Fully melt it into the water. When the solution is saturated, pour it into another wooden barrel covered with double linen cloth. After a while, the linen cloth is covered with gray-black slag. Remove the linen cloth, and the solution in the barrel will turn brown.
It became lighter, but there were still a lot of impurities. He covered a wooden barrel with four layers of linen and filtered again, leaving a light red solution. Yun Ye? The impurities have been filtered out, and it’s time to detoxify. He took out a huge
funnel, and ordered Zhang Cheng to smash the charcoal. Before Zhang Cheng could do it, Cheng Xiaowei had already smashed the charcoal to pieces. It was probably the change in the solution that gave him the confidence to succeed. Yun Ye wrapped the charcoal particles with four layers of linen and stuffed them.
Put it into the funnel, squeeze it tightly, find a shelf, fix the funnel on the shelf, pour the solution into the funnel, after a while, the light blue solution slowly flows out, take a handful and taste it, yes, it is only salty
The taste is not bitter. Although some salt is lost in the process, it can ensure that the cooked salt is absolutely edible. Set up the firewood pot and pour the solution into the pot to boil. Then stand up. It is almost sour. Get some salt.
Is it easy?
"Can it be done?" Cheng Xiaowei asked with a trembling voice as he watched the solution churning and bubbling in the pot. Yun Ye knew very well how terrible the profits of salt in the Tang Dynasty were. The ancients said that the crime of harboring a jade, if not spread, would probably be
The way to get into trouble is to not be too greedy. Now you don't have to worry. If you don't get it right, you can still get a reward. I'm afraid Cheng Xiaowei has forgotten about being beaten.
"Can it be done? Can you please remove the word "?" The boiled salt is better than what I used to eat, and it is no different from green salt." Cheng Xiaowei shuddered, green salt is not for eating, it is for daily use.
A little bit of salt from Willow Branch costs at least 500 yuan per pound. My family is considered a wealthy family, and only a few owners use the green salt. The water in the pot gradually evaporated, leaving a thick layer of salt on the bottom of the pot.
The crust was covered with greenish color. He removed the firewood, broke off a piece from the pot and put it in his mouth, "Well, it's not bad. This is the salt. Uncle Zhang, throw that thing of yours into the river."
Before Zhang Cheng could taste it, Lieutenant Cheng broke off a large piece of his fingernail and stuffed it into his mouth. Although Xian's face was twitching, he was not willing to vomit and was not afraid of turning into a bat. Seeing that the method was effective, the other sergeants rushed towards the salt wall in a swarm.
Those who didn't have a hammer would chop with knives, especially Zhang Cheng who was the craziest.
The captain wanted to talk to Yun Ye, but he saw Yun Ye looking at him sideways and said to himself: This boy is really stingy. However, all capable people are like this. I was reckless before. Thinking of this, I clasped my hands and said: "Young Master is a great talent.
Cheng Chumo admired me. Previously, I was blind and unreasonable, so I still hope Haihan. As for the bet, I, Old Cheng, will pay it now. Zhang Cheng, get over here!" Yun Ye then took off his armor and helmet. Only then did Yun Ye realize that this bastard also
He was only sixteen or seventeen years old. As a military general, he had sharpened his muscles and bones every day, and his body was strong, but the greenness on his face was clearly revealed. Zhang Cheng moved slowly towards this side, which made Yun Ye feel angry and pushed him to the side.
Next to Cheng Chumo, "beat him up." Cheng Chumo stood tall and tall, his feet were uneven, and he looked like a master. Zhang Cheng cowered around Cheng Chumo, punching, palming, and using his eagle claws, but you went to
He said hello. Cheng Chumo was probably tired of waiting, "Do you fucking do it at any time? If not, I'll beat you up." Zhang Cheng's legs went weak and he knelt down again. He said with snot and tears:
"You'd better give me another beating. I really don't have the guts to beat you up." Hearing these words, Yun Ye's blood surged upwards and he wished he could bury this guy directly with a shovel. Forget it, the blood has seeped into his blood for thousands of years.
The gap in status and level was not something he could overcome. As Cheng Chumo walked towards Yun Ye, he said to Changcheng: "It's because you didn't take action, but it's not because I'm a renegade. Please make it clear so as not to ruin my reputation."
"Brother, how do you know this method?"
"Taught by my mentor"
"Senior, I would like to ask my brother to introduce me to you. I will send someone back to Lanzhou to prepare a generous gift and invite my father to visit me."
"Are you sure you want to see the tutor?
"If you don't pay respect to such a great person, won't you regret it for three lifetimes?"
"As long as you wipe your neck with the knife, you will probably see the master soon."
"Brother, what does this mean?"
"It means that my master has passed away. If you want to see me, the only way is to wipe your neck."
"Oh, God forbid. It is truly a great pity in the world for such a talented person to die so early."
This bastard was full of regrets and his face was twitching, but the excitement in his eyes completely betrayed him. Yun Ye decided to take it for granted and ignore this bastard who didn't mean what he meant.
The salt was shoveled out of the pot, weighing about two to three kilograms. This is much more efficient than seawater boiling salt. Sixteen kilograms of mine produces three kilograms of salt, which is pretty good. Cheng Chumo took it over and weighed it, "Three kilograms, good."
, this salt mine can produce millions of kilograms of salt, haha, our army will no longer suffer from lack of salt, Brother Yun, please accept Cheng Chu's silent greetings."
"The army is fighting for the country, but I, a man of the Tang Dynasty, have even forgotten about life and death. How can I use a simple method of making salt?"
"Good man, Cheng Chumo slapped Yun Ye hard on the shoulder. I, Old Cheng, recognize you as my brother. When I return to Chang'an, I will introduce you to several other brothers. They are all first-class good men." After Cheng Chumo slapped him, he said
Ye felt that it was no different from being hit by a hammer. It was really difficult to accept his kindness while grinning.
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