Chapter 1053
Chapter 1053
Chapter 1053
Yang Xuan has already entered Sangzhou.
"There is a checkpoint ahead!"
He brought hundreds of riders, which may not seem like many, but they are all good players.
Out of caution, he also invited Ning Yayun.
On the official road, a refusal horse was pulling, more than a dozen soldiers retreated with a dry smile, and a small official shouted tremblingly, "Where did you come from?"
"Northern Xinjiang!"
Yang Xuan dismounted and walked over.
"Follow!"
Lin Feibao followed around with two horned dragon guards.
More than a dozen sergeants can be swept away in just a moment.
The little official tried his best to keep calm, "Identity!"
Yang Xuan approached, smiled and said: "Beijiang, Yang Xuan!"
The dozen or so sergeants had drawn their sabers in their hands, but when they heard the words, the horizontal saber fell to the ground.
All faces are pale!
The little official said tremblingly, "Where is the Duke going?"
There are checkpoints all over the Tang Dynasty.
Checkpoints are generally set on the only roads that must be passed, and the responsibility is to check travelers and merchants.
Datang people must apply for guidance when traveling far away. Without a valid reason, you can't take half a step outside the local area, otherwise you will be caught at the checkpoint, and you will be imprisoned at least, or exiled at worst.
Guarding the checkpoint is hard work, but there are also challenges. For example, if you meet a businessman, you will usually ask for some benefits.Those with a dark heart even dared to blackmail them.
The little official and the others got a benefit of more than [-] yuan today, and they were happily thinking about going back to get some drinks, but unexpectedly they met Yang Xuan.
According to the rules, unless Qin Guogong can produce a document approved by the court, or has a legitimate reason, such as going to Chang'an to participate in the Great Court Conference at the end of the year, he cannot take half a step out of northern Xinjiang.
Yang Xuan was followed by hundreds of guards, and they were not enough for one attack.
But like a ghost, the little official still asked a question.
Why did hundreds of guards come to Sangzhou?
Invasion, too few troops.
It's not an invasion, is it to play?
The little official didn't know that he had guessed what Han Ji said.
"Come find a place to drink!"
Yang Xuan said softly, "Maybe I'll go there?"
Jie Long said: "Why should the Duke be so friendly with him?"
He Lianyan said: "Is there any entanglement between this person and the Duke?"
Jeron shook his head.
Does the dignified Qin Guogong have a strong relationship with a small official?
No, there is no contradiction between them.
Then, nature can be kind.
If the senior officials of Sangzhou were here, Qin Guogong would naturally not be so kind.
This is where the benefits lie.
He Lianyan understood this truth when she was 12 years old.
Therefore, she never hated the emperor's uncle before, until she learned that it was the emperor's uncle who reported her family, and then vowed to kill him.
The little official shivered, "Yes!"
His bachelor did not stop him.
Seeing Yang Xuan and others go away, he turned around and shouted: "Quickly tell the envoy that the tiger from the northern border is coming!"
……
"play?"
Wu Yun felt that this excuse was a humiliation to himself.
Han Ji smiled and said: "The Duke is exhausted physically and mentally, but he has traveled all over northern Xinjiang, so he wants to come to Sangzhou to have a look. The Duke said that Mr. Wu is very generous, and he will not refuse if he thinks about it."
Wu Yun said coldly: "Can the old man refuse?"
Han Ji said: "At this moment, the Duke should have entered Sangzhou."
Wu Yun turned around, "I told you not to block the way. The old man is here waiting for Qin Guogong."
"Oh! The Duke said, don't come here yet." Han Ji said.
A blue vein popped on Wu Yun's forehead, "Where did Duke Qin go?"
"Su County!"
"Su County?"
Wu Yun and Xiao Lan exchanged glances.
Sangzhou is not rich, and Su County is the poorest place in Sangzhou.
Why is Yang Xuan going to Su County for nothing?
Han Ji cupped his hands, "Yes, Su County."
"Su County is impoverished, and there are so many courageous people. The old man sent some people to protect Qin Guogong." Wu Yun tentatively said.
If Yang Xuan brought a large army, then no matter what, the old man ran away as fast as he could.
"The Duke brought hundreds of guards and a few thieves, how dare they come to seek death!" Han Ji laughed.
Hundreds of guards, okay.
Han Ji cupped his hands, "The old man lives in the city, and if you have something to do, you can just order it."
After he left, Xiao Lan gritted his teeth and said, "Sangzhou has no historical sites, let alone famous mountains and rivers. In terms of scenery, there are many in northern Xinjiang. Yang Xuan's coming to Su County may have other plans."
"The old man knows." Wu Yun lazily took a sip of tea.
"Mr. Shi, if someone reports it based on this, Mr. Shi will not be impeached. Otherwise, he will lose his position..."
Xiao Lan suddenly smiled wryly.
He forgot that Wu Yun wanted to resign and go home to paint with all his heart.
"If that's the case, that's great!" Wu Yun said longingly, "I'm even looking forward to Yang Xuan making some noise, don't be too big, I will be in prison when I grow up. It's not too big or small, just let the old man get out... ..."
Xiao Lan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Master, I'm afraid that Yang Xuanmou will take my Sangzhou!"
"Not at all." Wu Yun said firmly, "Unless he wants to rebel, how can he try to take over Sangzhou? If he wants to rebel, he can take over Sangzhou with only a single division, so there's no need to take the risk himself."
Shi Jun seems to be obsessed with painting, but he knows the situation well in his heart.
Xiao Lan felt relieved, "So, just sit and watch!"
Wu Yun reached out and gestured in the void, and said casually: "However, this matter is related to the fate of Sangzhou."
Didn't you say it's all right?
Xiao Lan smiled wryly, "Your envoy, please speak clearly."
Wu Yun withdrew his hands, and said quietly: "Grand Qin took Longhua Prefecture, which made Beiliao and Chang'an fearful, and the two sides joined forces to persecute him. At this time, he is not in Tao County to deal with the salt crisis. Why is he coming to Sangzhou?
If you think about it carefully, the thing that can make him take the time to come to Sangzhou, at least, is no less than the matter of salt.Such a big event happened in my Sangzhou, Lao Xiao, we are in a catastrophe! "
Xiao Lan's legs were a little weak, "Then you are still calm!"
"This old man has been like this since he was a child!" Wu Yun said innocently: "Besides, can we object?"
Xiao Lan shook his head.
"Since you can't resist, then hold back."
Wu Yun painted in vain for a while, and said contentedly: "Su County is a poor place! Yang Xuan was actually alarmed. I really want to go and see what kind of treasures there are in that place."
……
Su County has a lot of saline-alkali land, so there is little arable land, and the harvest of a small amount of arable land is not as good as [-]% of that in other places.
Wu Yun ruled by doing nothing, and Suxian could only follow the trend.
But governance by doing nothing has its advantages. Su County reported that the harvest this year was not good, and Wu Shijun waved his hand and exempted the tax... Then the Ministry of Households scolded and wanted to convict.
Wu Yun lay flat, took off his official hat, put the official seal on the table, turned around and said happily: "The old man is gone."
But the people are reluctant!
So he was intercepted and returned, and the local tyrants wrote to Chang'an about the matter. The officials were speechless, and the household department wanted to cry.
No one can do anything about this hob meat.
Therefore, everyone in Su County shouted for Wu Qingtian. Whenever Wu Yun wanted to be transferred, the people of Su County were the most excited. They ran out of the prefecture to persuade them to stay in groups, disregarding the rules of road guides.
This can be regarded as Wu Yun's cocoon.
"Wu Shijun is a good man!"
Jingsong stood outside the Qingyun Temple and said to the eldest disciple Yunxiu.
Jingsong was thin and skinny, wearing Taoist robes as if they could be blown away by a gust of wind.
Yunxiu was different, she was a bit fat, and said with a sad face when she heard this, "Master, I'm afraid Wu Shijun is going to leave!"
"Go away!" Jingsong said disdainfully: "If he really wants to leave and makes a mistake casually, can the Chang'an official department still tolerate him?"
Yunxiu was stunned by Master, "What Master said makes sense."
Quietly stroking his beard, paired with a Taoist robe that flutters in the wind, he has a bit of fairy charm, "Chang'an is not a good place. I heard that the emperor and the head of the country want to get northern Xinjiang. Hey! It can't be done! This Tang Dynasty It's over."
In front of the Taoist temple, a few disciples were sweeping, and in the main hall behind them, the statue looked a little bleak in the morning wind.
"Impossible?" Yunxiu said: "Didn't the master say before he left that we still have 1000 years of luck in Qingyun Temple. Since our Qingyun Temple is here, Datang is naturally there!"
"Master Ni has drunk too much."
"Didn't Master say that the Patriarch attained the Dao and ascended?"
"How can Taoism be so easy to cultivate... dare to ask who is a good person?" Jingsong suddenly walked down the steps and looked outside the gate.
Knock knock knock!
Some disciples went to open the door, and saw more than ten men outside the door, the leader looked a little naive, turned around and said, "Mr.
"The door is open?"
A man came slowly from behind, and said with a smile, "Is this Qingyun Temple?"
The disciple nodded, "Exactly. A good person is..."
The man said: "I missed Sutou last night. I was outside in the cold all night. I found this place early in the morning. Please get some food to satisfy my hunger. I am very grateful. Second child!"
The naive man took out a string of money and handed it to the disciple reluctantly.
The disciple turned around, "Master, he is a traveler who missed his destination."
"Please come in!"
The disciple turned around, "Please."
"Thank you!"
More than a dozen men entered in a file, while the horses were left outside and guarded.
"Meet the Taoist priest!"
The man is Yang Xuan.
Jingsong Jishou, "A good man."
Yang Xuan said: "The Taoist priest is troublesome."
"Small things."
Jing Song ordered, "Let Yun He, who cooks, cook more...how many people?"
"12 people." Yang Xuan smiled.
"12 people!" Jingsong nodded, "If you want to wash, you can go to the laundry place on the right."
"Thank you!"
Everyone went to wash up.
"I've done it once." Wang Laoer muttered.
After washing up, the sun came out.
Breakfast is cooking cakes and stewed tofu with dried vegetables, steaming hot.
The food Yang Xuan ate was very sweet, a few mouthfuls of a pancake, and a mouthful of stewed vegetables from time to time, one could tell he was not a wealthy person.
Wang Laoer was not slow to eat, he swept away the pancakes in a few strokes, and other Taoists saw that the plate was empty, so they went to bring a stack, and Wang Laoer's chopsticks went through three pieces.
Everyone dares to be angry but dare not speak!
Wang Lao Er took a bite, "True muscle!"
He had never eaten such a chewy pancake, and his eyes turned to look for the cook, with the intention of taking the cook away.
Yang Xuan also thinks that the cakes are good, let alone Lin Feibao and others, this group of people are full of blood, and they eat with great joy...
After a few clicks, the food was gone.
Yang Xuan looked at Jingsong in embarrassment.
This is clearly a bunch of idiots!
Jing Song smiled and said: "There is more, there is more!"
He couldn't eat anymore, so he gave his first disciple Yunxiu a wink, and the two went out one after another.
"This group of people is wrong!" Jing Song said: "The ten or so big men have evil spirits on them, quite a few!"
Yunxiu said: "Master, but I feel that the man's smile makes me flustered."
"Which one?"
"The one who talked to us."
"Master."
While speaking, Yang Xuan came out, "Thank you very much."
"You're welcome." Jingsong squinted at him, "I wonder how long it will take for the good man to leave?"
This expulsion order is not welcome.
"I haven't slept all night, please ask the Taoist priest to make it easier for me to rest for half a day."
"Just half a day?"
"Just half a day!"
Jing Song breathed a sigh of relief.
Later, Yang Xuan appeared behind.
He Lianyan, who was disguised as a man, followed, looked at a barren land, and blurted out, "It's so big!"
Yang Xuan nodded, "It's very big, look at the salt well."
A salt well is just a pit with a puddle of water inside.
"This is brine."
Yang Xuan took a piece of dead branch and tried it down, but it wasn't deep.
"Duke, there are more here."
Helianyan pointed to the side.
Dozens of pits followed, and Yang Xuan tested them one by one, but none of them were deep.
"These Taoists can get salt water by digging a hole, and they don't bother to dig deep. But we have to try."
Yang Xuan took the hoe, and the two went to the distance.
Behind him, Jingsong appeared.
"Are these two playing?"
Yunxiu said.
Jing Song was also very puzzled, "This salt well has been around for more than a hundred years, and no one cares about it."
There is a large-scale salt production in the northwest. After the scale increases, the cost will come down.
Except for remote areas, almost all salt wells were swept away.
The Taoist is quiet and inactive. There is a salt well in the backyard of his house, but he only enjoys it for himself. Another businessman would have developed it to make money.
Jingsong watched the two dug a hole in the distance, shook her head and said, "It's true that the salt price is so cheap outside, and you still come here to dig. It seems that you are full of food."
Yunxiu said: "I always feel that that man is a bit weird."
"It must be that you have eaten too much. If so, you will be hungry for half a day today."
"Master, you can't!"
"go back!"
Yang Xuan waved the hoe, looking quite professional.
"Is there any?"
Helian Yan asked.
"puff!"
Yang Xuan stopped suddenly, squatted down, pulled away a layer of soil with his hands, and made a bunch of things up.
He held it up and looked up at the sky.
The corners of the mouth gradually turned up.
It's a crystal.
Yang Xuan licked it.
"Lang Jun, how does it taste?" He Lianyan asked.
"Not bad, try it!" Yang Xuan handed her the crystal.
Even though she had been intimate, Helianyan still blushed and licked her.
salty!
Salty made her frown.
But gradually the eyebrows stretched out.
"It's all salt!"
"Go ahead and dig a hole!"
The two continued to go far away.
Lin Feibao and others also came.
A group of people dug a hole in this wasteland.
"Out."
Wang Laoer yelled holding a ball of crystals, then took a bite, and spat it out with a bitter face.
Yang Xuan straightened his waist and looked at the sight...
"Kingdom!"
The crowd gathered around him, their eyes sparkling.
"It's all salt!" Yang Xuan pointed to his feet and said, "Below our feet is a big salt mine."
"Is it enough for us people in northern Xinjiang to eat?" the old thief asked.
"Not just the northern border, the whole north, the whole Tang Dynasty!" Holding a crystal in his hand, Yang Xuan said, "Jingsong is invited, let's talk about buying this land."
Yang Xuan threw away the crystal, clapped his hands, and paced slowly.
He looked a little dazed, and Lin Feibao followed, "Does the Duke feel that something is wrong?"
Yang Xuan shook his head.
"Old Lin."
"exist!"
"I have a doubt now."
"Just say what the Duke said, the old man will do it!"
Yang Xuan turned around and looked at him, "Northern Xinjiang has been cut off from salt, and there is a big salt mine in Sangzhou. Lao Lin, tell me, is this my luck?"
"Not counting." Lin Feibao shook his head, "This is destiny!"
(End of this chapter)
Yang Xuan has already entered Sangzhou.
"There is a checkpoint ahead!"
He brought hundreds of riders, which may not seem like many, but they are all good players.
Out of caution, he also invited Ning Yayun.
On the official road, a refusal horse was pulling, more than a dozen soldiers retreated with a dry smile, and a small official shouted tremblingly, "Where did you come from?"
"Northern Xinjiang!"
Yang Xuan dismounted and walked over.
"Follow!"
Lin Feibao followed around with two horned dragon guards.
More than a dozen sergeants can be swept away in just a moment.
The little official tried his best to keep calm, "Identity!"
Yang Xuan approached, smiled and said: "Beijiang, Yang Xuan!"
The dozen or so sergeants had drawn their sabers in their hands, but when they heard the words, the horizontal saber fell to the ground.
All faces are pale!
The little official said tremblingly, "Where is the Duke going?"
There are checkpoints all over the Tang Dynasty.
Checkpoints are generally set on the only roads that must be passed, and the responsibility is to check travelers and merchants.
Datang people must apply for guidance when traveling far away. Without a valid reason, you can't take half a step outside the local area, otherwise you will be caught at the checkpoint, and you will be imprisoned at least, or exiled at worst.
Guarding the checkpoint is hard work, but there are also challenges. For example, if you meet a businessman, you will usually ask for some benefits.Those with a dark heart even dared to blackmail them.
The little official and the others got a benefit of more than [-] yuan today, and they were happily thinking about going back to get some drinks, but unexpectedly they met Yang Xuan.
According to the rules, unless Qin Guogong can produce a document approved by the court, or has a legitimate reason, such as going to Chang'an to participate in the Great Court Conference at the end of the year, he cannot take half a step out of northern Xinjiang.
Yang Xuan was followed by hundreds of guards, and they were not enough for one attack.
But like a ghost, the little official still asked a question.
Why did hundreds of guards come to Sangzhou?
Invasion, too few troops.
It's not an invasion, is it to play?
The little official didn't know that he had guessed what Han Ji said.
"Come find a place to drink!"
Yang Xuan said softly, "Maybe I'll go there?"
Jie Long said: "Why should the Duke be so friendly with him?"
He Lianyan said: "Is there any entanglement between this person and the Duke?"
Jeron shook his head.
Does the dignified Qin Guogong have a strong relationship with a small official?
No, there is no contradiction between them.
Then, nature can be kind.
If the senior officials of Sangzhou were here, Qin Guogong would naturally not be so kind.
This is where the benefits lie.
He Lianyan understood this truth when she was 12 years old.
Therefore, she never hated the emperor's uncle before, until she learned that it was the emperor's uncle who reported her family, and then vowed to kill him.
The little official shivered, "Yes!"
His bachelor did not stop him.
Seeing Yang Xuan and others go away, he turned around and shouted: "Quickly tell the envoy that the tiger from the northern border is coming!"
……
"play?"
Wu Yun felt that this excuse was a humiliation to himself.
Han Ji smiled and said: "The Duke is exhausted physically and mentally, but he has traveled all over northern Xinjiang, so he wants to come to Sangzhou to have a look. The Duke said that Mr. Wu is very generous, and he will not refuse if he thinks about it."
Wu Yun said coldly: "Can the old man refuse?"
Han Ji said: "At this moment, the Duke should have entered Sangzhou."
Wu Yun turned around, "I told you not to block the way. The old man is here waiting for Qin Guogong."
"Oh! The Duke said, don't come here yet." Han Ji said.
A blue vein popped on Wu Yun's forehead, "Where did Duke Qin go?"
"Su County!"
"Su County?"
Wu Yun and Xiao Lan exchanged glances.
Sangzhou is not rich, and Su County is the poorest place in Sangzhou.
Why is Yang Xuan going to Su County for nothing?
Han Ji cupped his hands, "Yes, Su County."
"Su County is impoverished, and there are so many courageous people. The old man sent some people to protect Qin Guogong." Wu Yun tentatively said.
If Yang Xuan brought a large army, then no matter what, the old man ran away as fast as he could.
"The Duke brought hundreds of guards and a few thieves, how dare they come to seek death!" Han Ji laughed.
Hundreds of guards, okay.
Han Ji cupped his hands, "The old man lives in the city, and if you have something to do, you can just order it."
After he left, Xiao Lan gritted his teeth and said, "Sangzhou has no historical sites, let alone famous mountains and rivers. In terms of scenery, there are many in northern Xinjiang. Yang Xuan's coming to Su County may have other plans."
"The old man knows." Wu Yun lazily took a sip of tea.
"Mr. Shi, if someone reports it based on this, Mr. Shi will not be impeached. Otherwise, he will lose his position..."
Xiao Lan suddenly smiled wryly.
He forgot that Wu Yun wanted to resign and go home to paint with all his heart.
"If that's the case, that's great!" Wu Yun said longingly, "I'm even looking forward to Yang Xuan making some noise, don't be too big, I will be in prison when I grow up. It's not too big or small, just let the old man get out... ..."
Xiao Lan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Master, I'm afraid that Yang Xuanmou will take my Sangzhou!"
"Not at all." Wu Yun said firmly, "Unless he wants to rebel, how can he try to take over Sangzhou? If he wants to rebel, he can take over Sangzhou with only a single division, so there's no need to take the risk himself."
Shi Jun seems to be obsessed with painting, but he knows the situation well in his heart.
Xiao Lan felt relieved, "So, just sit and watch!"
Wu Yun reached out and gestured in the void, and said casually: "However, this matter is related to the fate of Sangzhou."
Didn't you say it's all right?
Xiao Lan smiled wryly, "Your envoy, please speak clearly."
Wu Yun withdrew his hands, and said quietly: "Grand Qin took Longhua Prefecture, which made Beiliao and Chang'an fearful, and the two sides joined forces to persecute him. At this time, he is not in Tao County to deal with the salt crisis. Why is he coming to Sangzhou?
If you think about it carefully, the thing that can make him take the time to come to Sangzhou, at least, is no less than the matter of salt.Such a big event happened in my Sangzhou, Lao Xiao, we are in a catastrophe! "
Xiao Lan's legs were a little weak, "Then you are still calm!"
"This old man has been like this since he was a child!" Wu Yun said innocently: "Besides, can we object?"
Xiao Lan shook his head.
"Since you can't resist, then hold back."
Wu Yun painted in vain for a while, and said contentedly: "Su County is a poor place! Yang Xuan was actually alarmed. I really want to go and see what kind of treasures there are in that place."
……
Su County has a lot of saline-alkali land, so there is little arable land, and the harvest of a small amount of arable land is not as good as [-]% of that in other places.
Wu Yun ruled by doing nothing, and Suxian could only follow the trend.
But governance by doing nothing has its advantages. Su County reported that the harvest this year was not good, and Wu Shijun waved his hand and exempted the tax... Then the Ministry of Households scolded and wanted to convict.
Wu Yun lay flat, took off his official hat, put the official seal on the table, turned around and said happily: "The old man is gone."
But the people are reluctant!
So he was intercepted and returned, and the local tyrants wrote to Chang'an about the matter. The officials were speechless, and the household department wanted to cry.
No one can do anything about this hob meat.
Therefore, everyone in Su County shouted for Wu Qingtian. Whenever Wu Yun wanted to be transferred, the people of Su County were the most excited. They ran out of the prefecture to persuade them to stay in groups, disregarding the rules of road guides.
This can be regarded as Wu Yun's cocoon.
"Wu Shijun is a good man!"
Jingsong stood outside the Qingyun Temple and said to the eldest disciple Yunxiu.
Jingsong was thin and skinny, wearing Taoist robes as if they could be blown away by a gust of wind.
Yunxiu was different, she was a bit fat, and said with a sad face when she heard this, "Master, I'm afraid Wu Shijun is going to leave!"
"Go away!" Jingsong said disdainfully: "If he really wants to leave and makes a mistake casually, can the Chang'an official department still tolerate him?"
Yunxiu was stunned by Master, "What Master said makes sense."
Quietly stroking his beard, paired with a Taoist robe that flutters in the wind, he has a bit of fairy charm, "Chang'an is not a good place. I heard that the emperor and the head of the country want to get northern Xinjiang. Hey! It can't be done! This Tang Dynasty It's over."
In front of the Taoist temple, a few disciples were sweeping, and in the main hall behind them, the statue looked a little bleak in the morning wind.
"Impossible?" Yunxiu said: "Didn't the master say before he left that we still have 1000 years of luck in Qingyun Temple. Since our Qingyun Temple is here, Datang is naturally there!"
"Master Ni has drunk too much."
"Didn't Master say that the Patriarch attained the Dao and ascended?"
"How can Taoism be so easy to cultivate... dare to ask who is a good person?" Jingsong suddenly walked down the steps and looked outside the gate.
Knock knock knock!
Some disciples went to open the door, and saw more than ten men outside the door, the leader looked a little naive, turned around and said, "Mr.
"The door is open?"
A man came slowly from behind, and said with a smile, "Is this Qingyun Temple?"
The disciple nodded, "Exactly. A good person is..."
The man said: "I missed Sutou last night. I was outside in the cold all night. I found this place early in the morning. Please get some food to satisfy my hunger. I am very grateful. Second child!"
The naive man took out a string of money and handed it to the disciple reluctantly.
The disciple turned around, "Master, he is a traveler who missed his destination."
"Please come in!"
The disciple turned around, "Please."
"Thank you!"
More than a dozen men entered in a file, while the horses were left outside and guarded.
"Meet the Taoist priest!"
The man is Yang Xuan.
Jingsong Jishou, "A good man."
Yang Xuan said: "The Taoist priest is troublesome."
"Small things."
Jing Song ordered, "Let Yun He, who cooks, cook more...how many people?"
"12 people." Yang Xuan smiled.
"12 people!" Jingsong nodded, "If you want to wash, you can go to the laundry place on the right."
"Thank you!"
Everyone went to wash up.
"I've done it once." Wang Laoer muttered.
After washing up, the sun came out.
Breakfast is cooking cakes and stewed tofu with dried vegetables, steaming hot.
The food Yang Xuan ate was very sweet, a few mouthfuls of a pancake, and a mouthful of stewed vegetables from time to time, one could tell he was not a wealthy person.
Wang Laoer was not slow to eat, he swept away the pancakes in a few strokes, and other Taoists saw that the plate was empty, so they went to bring a stack, and Wang Laoer's chopsticks went through three pieces.
Everyone dares to be angry but dare not speak!
Wang Lao Er took a bite, "True muscle!"
He had never eaten such a chewy pancake, and his eyes turned to look for the cook, with the intention of taking the cook away.
Yang Xuan also thinks that the cakes are good, let alone Lin Feibao and others, this group of people are full of blood, and they eat with great joy...
After a few clicks, the food was gone.
Yang Xuan looked at Jingsong in embarrassment.
This is clearly a bunch of idiots!
Jing Song smiled and said: "There is more, there is more!"
He couldn't eat anymore, so he gave his first disciple Yunxiu a wink, and the two went out one after another.
"This group of people is wrong!" Jing Song said: "The ten or so big men have evil spirits on them, quite a few!"
Yunxiu said: "Master, but I feel that the man's smile makes me flustered."
"Which one?"
"The one who talked to us."
"Master."
While speaking, Yang Xuan came out, "Thank you very much."
"You're welcome." Jingsong squinted at him, "I wonder how long it will take for the good man to leave?"
This expulsion order is not welcome.
"I haven't slept all night, please ask the Taoist priest to make it easier for me to rest for half a day."
"Just half a day?"
"Just half a day!"
Jing Song breathed a sigh of relief.
Later, Yang Xuan appeared behind.
He Lianyan, who was disguised as a man, followed, looked at a barren land, and blurted out, "It's so big!"
Yang Xuan nodded, "It's very big, look at the salt well."
A salt well is just a pit with a puddle of water inside.
"This is brine."
Yang Xuan took a piece of dead branch and tried it down, but it wasn't deep.
"Duke, there are more here."
Helianyan pointed to the side.
Dozens of pits followed, and Yang Xuan tested them one by one, but none of them were deep.
"These Taoists can get salt water by digging a hole, and they don't bother to dig deep. But we have to try."
Yang Xuan took the hoe, and the two went to the distance.
Behind him, Jingsong appeared.
"Are these two playing?"
Yunxiu said.
Jing Song was also very puzzled, "This salt well has been around for more than a hundred years, and no one cares about it."
There is a large-scale salt production in the northwest. After the scale increases, the cost will come down.
Except for remote areas, almost all salt wells were swept away.
The Taoist is quiet and inactive. There is a salt well in the backyard of his house, but he only enjoys it for himself. Another businessman would have developed it to make money.
Jingsong watched the two dug a hole in the distance, shook her head and said, "It's true that the salt price is so cheap outside, and you still come here to dig. It seems that you are full of food."
Yunxiu said: "I always feel that that man is a bit weird."
"It must be that you have eaten too much. If so, you will be hungry for half a day today."
"Master, you can't!"
"go back!"
Yang Xuan waved the hoe, looking quite professional.
"Is there any?"
Helian Yan asked.
"puff!"
Yang Xuan stopped suddenly, squatted down, pulled away a layer of soil with his hands, and made a bunch of things up.
He held it up and looked up at the sky.
The corners of the mouth gradually turned up.
It's a crystal.
Yang Xuan licked it.
"Lang Jun, how does it taste?" He Lianyan asked.
"Not bad, try it!" Yang Xuan handed her the crystal.
Even though she had been intimate, Helianyan still blushed and licked her.
salty!
Salty made her frown.
But gradually the eyebrows stretched out.
"It's all salt!"
"Go ahead and dig a hole!"
The two continued to go far away.
Lin Feibao and others also came.
A group of people dug a hole in this wasteland.
"Out."
Wang Laoer yelled holding a ball of crystals, then took a bite, and spat it out with a bitter face.
Yang Xuan straightened his waist and looked at the sight...
"Kingdom!"
The crowd gathered around him, their eyes sparkling.
"It's all salt!" Yang Xuan pointed to his feet and said, "Below our feet is a big salt mine."
"Is it enough for us people in northern Xinjiang to eat?" the old thief asked.
"Not just the northern border, the whole north, the whole Tang Dynasty!" Holding a crystal in his hand, Yang Xuan said, "Jingsong is invited, let's talk about buying this land."
Yang Xuan threw away the crystal, clapped his hands, and paced slowly.
He looked a little dazed, and Lin Feibao followed, "Does the Duke feel that something is wrong?"
Yang Xuan shook his head.
"Old Lin."
"exist!"
"I have a doubt now."
"Just say what the Duke said, the old man will do it!"
Yang Xuan turned around and looked at him, "Northern Xinjiang has been cut off from salt, and there is a big salt mine in Sangzhou. Lao Lin, tell me, is this my luck?"
"Not counting." Lin Feibao shook his head, "This is destiny!"
(End of this chapter)