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Chapter 5, boiling salt

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    Xiahetun is very close to the sea, and it can be reached quickly within a few miles.

    Before we even reached the beach, we were greeted by a sea breeze and the fishy smell of the sea. From a distance, we could see rising smoke and smell the smoke from burning vegetation.

    ¡°Burning straw?¡±

    "No, there aren't many fields by the seaside. Where can I find platycodon to burn?"

    Liu Jin looked at the thick smoke rising from the seaside, and began to check the memory of the original owner in his mind, trying to figure out what happened.

    ¡°It turned out to be boiling salt.¡±

    Soon, Liu Jin knew what the white smoke was about. At the same time, he was about to reach the beach, turned around a low hill, and his field of vision suddenly broadened.

    I saw thatched huts built one after another at the foot of the hillside near the beach. The thatched huts were filled with firewood. Next to each thatched hut, there was a stove built with stones. Every stove was busy here.

    "That's right. This place is close to the sea. There has been a tradition of boiling salt since ancient times. If I remember correctly, drying salt first started from Wudi in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. It should be called Haifeng now."

    Soon, Liu Jin came to the place where the villagers of Xiahe Village were cooking salt. He also remembered some contents from the historical novels he had read before. The history of boiling salt with sea water is very long, which can be traced back to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.  The tradition of boiling salt was gradually eliminated until the emergence of the sun-dried salt method.

    Liu Jin looked at the salt cooking place carefully. The entire salt cooking place was backed by a hill by the sea. Hundreds of salt cooking stoves were built along the hill. At this time, half of the stoves were busy.  .

    Some people picked up the brine from the brine pool on the beach, and some chopped firewood and made a fire; some had already been cooked on the stove, and the villagers happily shoveled the salt out of the pot and put it in jars.

    "Brother Jin~"

    A rough voice came.

    Liu Jin followed the voice and looked over, only to see a long, muscular man with a strong back and waist, a full 1.9 meters tall. He looked like a naive man, walking quickly from the beach with two buckets of brine.

    From the memory in my mind, I know that this man¡¯s big name is Zhao Erhu and his nickname is Gouzi. He has had a particularly good relationship with Liu Jin since he was a child. There is no gap between the two because Liu Jin is a scholar.

    "Two Tigers~"

    Liu Jin said with a smile.

    ¡°Brother Jin, next time Tang Huhu bullies you, just tell me and I will beat him to death.¡±

    Zhao Erhu put down the brine, came to Liu Jin's side with a smile, and said very angrily.

    "Dog, if you don't work hard, why are you barking?"

    Not far away, Zhao Erhu¡¯s father, Zhao Heishan, couldn¡¯t help cursing at Zhao Erhu when he heard this.

    "This is something you can tell me about Mr. Tang. Don't even know how he died when the time came. You don't know how high the sky is or how high the earth is."

    "Obviously, Zhao Heishan, an honest farmer, was very afraid of Tang Laohu. In this crowded place, he didn't even dare to say a word.

    "Uncle Heishan~"

    Liu Jin smiled and greeted Zhao Heishan. Zhao Heishan was a very nice person and often helped Liu Jin's family. The reason why he said so now about Zhao Erhu was because there were many people here and he was afraid of people snitching behind his back.

    "Brother Jin, are you okay?"

    Zhao Heishan still respects Liu Jin very much. After all, Liu Jin is also a scholar. He is the only scholar in Xiahetun who can read and write. Moreover, he is already a scholar at a young age. In the future, he may be able to become a scholar.  That's when he became famous.

    "it's okay no problem."

    Liu Jin smiled and shook his head, then walked over and looked carefully.

    "Is this pot almost ready?"

    Liu Jin saw that the water in Zhao Heishan's pot was almost dry, and white and slightly yellow crystals had formed around the pot.

    ¡°That¡¯s right, it¡¯s been cooked for almost three hours.¡±

    Speaking of this, Zhao Heishan couldn't help but smile and said, this Zhao Heishan is also very tall, but he is an honest farmer. He is very timid and very afraid of getting into trouble, but he is very warm-hearted. If you have anything to do, come to him.  There is nothing wrong with helping, except borrowing money and food.

    It¡¯s not that Zhao Heishan is stingy, but because Zhao Heishan¡¯s family is really poor. Zhao Heishan is very good at giving birth. Starting from Zhao Dahu, he gave birth to nine children in a row, and he was very lucky. None of the nine children died.

    To feedLife is easy, in fact, because Zao households can only make a living by boiling salt, and their lives are even more miserable than those of ordinary people.

    Under the salt and iron monopoly system, the salt produced by kitchen households can only be sold to the government. The price is naturally extremely high. When the government sells the salt, it can easily earn a huge price difference, so this  This also gave rise to the emergence of private salt dealers.

    Because the villagers in Xiahetun are not kitchen households, they cannot boil salt. However, any system is implemented by people. As long as the parents and officials do not care about it, they can naturally boil salt. This Mr. Tang is a well-known person in the village.  He is a human being, so he is responsible for liaising with the county master. If the money is enough, no one will take care of it.

    Of course, there is no doubt that Tang Laohu must be full from it. Judging from the water extraction, almost one-third was taken away by him. How much of it went into his pocket? It is estimated that he is the only one.  I know it myself.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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