Salt, what a precious thing.
Now it is being fished out of the water by the people, just like fishing sand out of the water. Not only the people, but also several magistrates fell into madness after seeing it.
"Sir, this is how salt is produced? It's too easy." The key is that there are too many. At a glance, the endless salt fields are filled with a layer of snow-white salt.
It is indeed too easy to get salt by drying it like this. Except for the trouble of digging the salt fields, the process of drying the salt is not difficult at all. The key is that the speed is very fast, and the salt is produced in just a few days.
"In the past, some people used seawater to boil salt, but it was time-consuming and labor-intensive. The key was that the firewood burned was expensive. After all, it was not much cheaper. But as soon as uncle's sun-dried salt method came out, all salt methods were replaced. The competition is over." Zou Xing kept sighing. Sun salt is so convenient that you don’t need anything. You just need to put seawater into the salt pan and wait a few days before you can fish out the salt.
No matter in terms of output or consumption, it is much better than previous methods.
Soon, baskets of salt were scooped up.
Han Du looked at the salt, which was as white as snow, with a looming crystal, and a satisfied smile on his face.
A county magistrate couldn't help but reach out and dip a little, put it in his mouth, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"It's so salty, so salty. This salt is no worse than the salt solution, and the color is even better."
"What kind of salt is Jieyan?" Han Du suddenly asked.
The magistrate smiled and said, "Uncle, I don't know something. This salt solution is also called tribute salt."
Tribute salt!
Han Du was speechless for a while, even salt needed to be paid as tribute. It seems that the things Lao Zhu eats are really better than himself.
"Well, after the salt dries, we will also send some of it to the palace. Let's see if ours is better than the salt solution." Han Du said casually.
With these words, the eyes of several magistrates suddenly lit up. If the emperor eats this salt, he will always be able to remember their achievements in digging salt fields.
"Your Majesty, what you say is very reasonable. With such good salt, we should indeed show filial piety to the Emperor."
Several people echoed Han Du and joked a bit.
Suddenly someone sighed: "It's a pity that such good salt can only be used to pickle fish and cannot be sold."
"If you can't, then you can't." Han Du said indifferently.
Looking at the expressions of pity on the faces of several people, he comforted: "Times have changed, and now we can only use it to pickle fish, but maybe we can sell it that day. Besides, the current output of the salt field is , which is enough for Uncle Ben to pickle fish. If one day, the salt here can be sold all over the world, then this salt field will not be enough."
"You have to eat the food one bite at a time, and the road has to be walked step by step. Now that we can take the first step here, even if we can't sell it, it's a good start, isn't it?"
Han Du's words made several magistrates look better. Indeed, at least the salt has its place and is not completely wasted.
With salt, the matter of pickling fish was immediately put on Han Du's agenda.
In the past, the fish caught by the Navy every day could only be briefly processed and sent to the capital overnight, without even a day or two being delayed. But now it's better. You only need to marinate the fish and dry it on the spot, which is much more convenient. Even after being stored for several years, there is still no problem.
In just a few days, dense wooden piles were erected on the beach, with rows of fish hanging on them. The way they are swaying in the wind, at first glance, looks very similar to the crops in the field.
The most favorite thing for the people doing corvee work here now is to go to the fish drying place several times a day, and every time they smile like an old farmer.
Seeing the densely packed fish as far as the eye can see will indeed make people who have been running around for food their whole life feel extremely satisfied.
On this day, Han Du, accompanied by Jiang Ming and others, traveled through this vast fish forest.
Zou Xing suddenly saw a black spot appear on the sea, and he smiled and said to Han Du: "Uncle, it seems that you are lucky today. They came back not long after they went to sea, so the harvest must be good."
The fleet goes out to sea to fish, and the time of return is uncertain. Now is the peak fishing season, so as long as you are lucky enough, you will encounter a school of fish when you go out to sea, and you can catch a full net in an instant. Therefore, it is common for warships to return early.
Han Du glanced into the distance and saw a black spot on the sea. He smiled and said, "Yes, it looks like the harvest should be good. Come on, let's go up and have a look."
Although Han Du had seen too many warships returning from fishing, he suddenly became interested and wanted to go up and have a look.
Han Du and others stood at the beach and waited for a while. As the ship approached, everyone felt that something was wrong.
"Uncle, uncle. This, this doesn't seem to be our fishing boat." Zou Xing pointed to the outline of the ship on the sea with a confused look, turned to Han Du and stammered.
Zhang Chao's eyes narrowed, and he said from Han Du's side: "Uncle, retreat quickly, this seems to be a Japanese pirate."
Japanese pirates!
After hearing this, Han Du couldn't help but look straight over. Han Du had heard about the Japanese pirates many times, but had never seen them with his own eyes. Even when Lao Zhu talked about the Japanese pirates, he said that they were a group of desperadoes. This not only made Han Du more curious about the Japanese pirates, but also what kind of people they were, so that even Lao Zhu had no way to deal with them.
Seeing Jing Haibo standing there without moving, Zhang Chao felt anxious and quickly pulled Han Du's arm. He said in a low voice: "Uncle, we are alone and weak now. This is not the time to fight head-on. Retreat quickly. The general and others will protect uncle and leave."
There are only about a dozen soldiers beside Han Du except for the general Zhang Chao. With this small manpower, it is still possible to protect Han Du and leave, but if he continues to stay, it will be more serious than bad.
Although Zhang Chao lowered his voice as much as possible, the people around him could still hear him clearly. Because they are right next to Han Du, and they have always focused on Han Du.
Japanese pirates! This is a nightmare for coastal counties. When these magistrates were told that they would come to the seaside to serve as county magistrates, all of them were worried about this, fearing that they would encounter Japanese pirates. And even after they became county magistrates, it was not uncommon for them to be awakened by the word "Japanese pirates" when they came back from their dreams at midnight.
Therefore, when I heard the word "Japanese pirates". Except for Zou Xing, no other magistrate wanted to run away. But before they could take two steps, they saw Jing Haibo not taking a step back, so he stopped again with an embarrassed look on his face. Standing there, I didn't know whether it was better to return it or keep it.
