Nearly thousands of county soldiers were galloping on the road in a row, eight people holding long halberds at the end, and cavalry were as the pioneers in front of them. Black or red flags embroidered with the characters of Wang and Zhao, shaking majesticly. With the meteors, this army strode forward to the fortress, smashing the originally peaceful life of Liujiazhuang Fortress.

In the past, when the officers and soldiers came, there was no good news. They either ransom money and grain or forced labor. Seeing them lined up at the manor, a group of Liu family tenants were like groundhogs, all of whom were panicking and careful inquiries in the ground.

However, every time Liujiazhuang built a village to protect itself, the village gate was wide open this time. Under the surprise of the tenants, they directly sent the soldiers of the county and states to come in.

"Clan leader, all officials are wolves that cannot be fed. Is it really good to cooperate with the king?"

Not only the tenant tribe members were nervous, but even the elders of several tribes were unsure. They followed Liu Fei out to greet him. As they walked, the radish-faced tribe Liu Zigong said hurriedly, but before Liu Fei could lead the way to greet him, a loud voice had already sounded in front of them.

"Pudong Liu's family made contributions to the offering of the pool! Liu Fei, a good man from Pudong, was promoted to the governor of Pudong County, and his second son Liu Bo was the captain of another department. The two songs of Pudong were sent to Xudu! The king of Gongwenbenfu has been sent to Xudu, and the two took office immediately!"

"The official is thanking Ming Mansion for the promotion!"

Wang Hou, who was so excited that he had not had a good sleep for two days, was wearing a full body of armor, and stepped into the threshold with a loud noise. Before the Liu family could enter, he could speak out the order directly.

Two fathers and sons in a family, all the common people became officials, and two more officials of four hundred stone were added at once. Liu Fei and his son immediately looked happy and snatched them out to bow down. Nowadays, officials and common people are divided into mud. Seeing the two fathers and sons kowtowed like kowtow worms, the Liu clans' eyes were red like vampires on the edge.

Jealousy was long ago eliminated.

Wang Hou paid a lot of political cost! This move directly entrusted the military and political collection of one of the six counties in Dongjun. However, there was no way. Liu Yan's political heritage was not very good. He had basically robbed and extorted the noble families and local tyrants north of the Yellow River. He was not very friendly to Cao Cao's power. If he wanted to win over the hearts of the rich, he had to make a fortune.

Moreover, the money is really worth it!

After thanking each other, in the jealous eyes of a group of Liu family elders, the father and son surrounded Wang Hou and arrived at the pavilion in the backyard. The wooden boards on the pavilion were all opened at this time. More than a dozen tanks of turbid dirty water were placed in the tank, and were sunburned by the sun, which seemed to be even more turbid. But looking at these tanks, Wang Hou's eyes kept emitting golden light, because they were all brine!

Puyang is located in the heart of the Central Plains. It was once the seabed millions of years ago. After the crust was raised, the sea dried up, hundreds of millions of tons of sea salt dried up into a thick salt layer, and then deposited underground to form a rock salt mine. This brine is formed by the long-term immersion of groundwater in the rock salt layer. Sichuan is proud of its well salt, which also exists in the Central Plains!

And it is not just salt. The reason why well salt is more delicious than sea salt is that it thinks it contains more nitric acid and the salt ore also contains potassium. Therefore, near salt ore, there are usually Glauber's salt ore to accompany it! The saltpeter that Wang Hou has always dreamed of has its origin.

His fingers were dipped in the dirty water again, and he sang it to his mouth and grinned ugly, but he clapped his hands and put the floor book handed over by Liu Fei into his arms, and Wang Hou hummed with great excitement again.

"I have all requisitioned this land of ten miles in a well! Liujiazhuang has chosen another place to build a manor! Lao Zhao will immediately send someone back to Puyang to post a notice, and I will recruit 5,000 salt workers and two buckets of flour a month!"

"Lord, there are only 40,000 shi left in Puyang's military rations!"

With a bitter face in mind, Zhao Yun, who was reminded by Cao Hongjie, was so sad that he reminded him in his ears. However, Wang Hou, who was thinking about getting into the salt, also invested a lot of money. He raised his eyebrows and waved his hand, and he shouted indifferently.

"No need for military rations. Let Wang Qiuge return to Xudu immediately and transfer the grain, and transport all the 80,000 stones of grain left in his warehouse here. I will build this salt well in the fastest time!"

During the Seven Kingdoms Rebellion, why was King Liu Bi the richest in Wu? One was to build copper coins privately, and the other was to cook sea for salt. With these two sources of wealth, Liu Bi had not even collected food and wages from the Wu Kingdom for more than 30 years. Later generations of the Ming and Qing dynasties, Yangzhou salt merchants were also rich in the world. People could not even wear clothes, but they could not eat salt! Originally, it was a bit difficult to achieve the Puyang plan, but with this salt mine, it became easy to get rid of it!

When Wang Hou shouted, Liu Fei, who was accompanying him, twitched and hurt. After all, this well salt resource originally belonged to his Pudong Liu family, but now in order to get Wang Hou, he has to send it out. Although it has now been exchanged for the military and political power of Pudong County, it is impossible for him to not be jealous of Wang Hou.

But just as he was in pain, Wang Hou suddenly turned around and came back, pointing at him and said carelessly.

"By the way, the Liu family occupies land shares. After the salt farm is built, the annual profit will be divided by 10%!"

In a word, the newly promoted Pudong County Governor, whose myocardial infarction was almost unexcited, was pulled to the ground.

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Wang Hou was doing everything in a hurry, which was a world of difference from the officials who were procrastinating and indifferent to this era. With his intervention, in ten days, he recruited some of them from Puyang. There were also many local tenants in the Liu family who were idle, and five thousand salts were neatly tidy. He took more than 10,000 hoes and shovels transported from Xudu and started work in a hurry.

The Liu family’s manor and fort was in trouble, and the first half was better. After all, the salt workers also needed a dormitory, and the second half was completely pushed down next to the groundwater belt. The beautiful small garden was shoveled flat, and the rubble in the courtyard wall was cleaned up, and ugly pits were dug up on the spot.

After digging for more than ten meters, the salty brine rolled out with mud, and was immediately beaten out by the workers with a large wooden barrel and poured into the large-diameter deep tank that Sima jar smashed.

It is estimated that Wang Hou's avatar will definitely be used as a reverse example by later environmental protection organizations! The cylinder was mounted on a stove built with bricks under the command of Wang Hou. The raw coal was directly stuffed under the stove. Under the scorching flames, the brine in the cylinder was boiling. The hot water vapor combined with the acidic smoke emitted by the burning coals, a piece of black and blue sunny day.

Fortunately, it is the ice age, and Wang Hou doesn't need to worry about his carbon emissions causing global warming to melt the ice sheet and sea level rise.

After the brine was completely dried by the flame, a layer of white and hot things remained at the bottom of the tank, which was well salt mixed with various minerals, which could be sold on the market.

Fifty large tanks are smelted at the same time. More than 100 kilograms of brine can produce about six or seven kilograms of salt, and more than 700 kilograms of salt can be produced in a day. The salt of the burned well is white and put in a bucket. It is neatly stacked on the rack, covered with dry straw, and soon a warehouse is piled up.

But Wang Hou's brows were still frowning while supervising the group of shirtless salt miners who kept making water and burning fire with big boots.

There are still too many things to change!

First of all, this salt well is digging all by manpower. The shallow layer is OK now. Once the shallow layer is exhausted in the future, deep brine needs to be digged. Salt wells that are tens of meters or hundreds of meters deep are not so easy to dig, and landslides are extremely prone to occur.

Unfortunately, Wang Hou was born in a liberal arts student. Mechanical design and digging and drilling are not his strengths, and he is helpless for the time being.

Then there is the problem of firing and refining. The diameter of the cylinder is too small, the evaporation is insufficient, and the heat conduction of the pottery is slow. This cylinder of brine can only be dried after five or six hours. Moreover, the pottery is really not resistant to burning. Continuous heating can even burn the cylinder to more than 2,000 degrees. The cylinder has been burned in the past two days, which is really inefficient and quality.

No wonder the well salt was made from a large iron pot after Song Dynasty!

And it is very sad. Dongjun, located in the Central Plains, has really little fuel. The population in the Han Dynasty expanded to 50 to 60 million. In the Spring and Autumn Period, the large forest swamps were cut down and developed into farmland. Now they are burnt in the stove and are transported from the small coal mine of Xudu Wanghou.

The round-trip transportation costs not to mention the cost of eating horses, but the pack horses will be exhausted to death by more than 100 pack horses. Wang Hou still has to worry about how to explain to Yan Liang at that time. If the old man gets angry and sends troops to fight, all his efforts will be done.

I remember that there were many coal mines in Henan in later generations, and there should be one in Puyang! Exploring coal mines in your own territory has to be put on the agenda! There is also the fire that comes out of the biogas tank. Heating it with this thing can save some fuel. It is also urgent to set up a pig farm, but raising pigs requires grain crumbs.

"Coal mine! Iron pot! Pig farming! Soybean meal! Iron pot, iron pot!"

Wang Hou couldn't help but licked his lower lips and once again put his words on the iron pot.

Chinese cuisine has only developed vigorously since the Song Dynasty. It was because of the emergence of iron pots, cooking with oil and other cooking methods, making cooking colorful. The mainstream cooking method in the late Han Dynasty was still boiling or roasting, which was always a bit worse than cooking. Thinking of the deliciousness of cooking, Wang Hou suddenly grabbed his hair with his hands like a lunatic, and looked up at the sky with his head, and shouted hysterically with regret...

"Over-oiled eggplant! Fried eggs with leeks! Refilled meat! Popular kohlrabi, pot bun meat! Why didn't I get the iron pot out early?"

He had long been used to Wang Hou's "intermittent neurosis" attack. After following him, Zhao Yun yawned without blinking his eyes.
Chapter completed!