Half a month has passed, and things about the salt farm are not as explosive as Xu He imagined.
After discussing with Xie Liangcai, he and Xie Liangcai concluded that the salt farm is actually a relatively closed world, and the transmission of news does not seem to be smooth. But judging by the time, if the salt farm cooks have opinions on this matter, the news should be spread quickly. .
Moreover, during this period, Yang Yinqiu and Fan Shouji secretly came to Hailing several times to ask for Xu Song, but Xu Dai blocked them back each time on the grounds that their eldest brother was in poor health.
One time, Yang Yinqiu and Fan Shouji insisted on meeting someone. Xu Dai could not withstand the pressure of the two officials, so the rogue had to take them to Qinglong Lake.
When they saw that Xu Song was speechless, they finally believed that Xu Song was not deliberately avoiding them.
Then they turned to Xu Dai's ideological work.
Xu Dai had already received a promise from You Xiao. Although he was an average-minded person, he still understood the basic principles of life. The consequences of sitting on the fence would be to offend everyone!
So after Xu Dai asked about the prices offered by both parties, he chose to continue cooperating with You Xiao without hesitation.
"Dad, this Yang Yinqiu is really funny. The experience of the Nanjing Metropolitan Procuratorate, whoever is willing to become a corrupt official, wants to use our Xu family, but only offers this benefit, Yang Yinqiu is really deceived by eating lard! "Send Yang Yinqiu away, Xu Luan said disdainfully.
Xu Dai snorted coldly: "Yang Yinqiu is still thinking about his father, but Fan Shouji is even more outrageous. The condition he proposed is to reinstate your uncle!"
Xu Luan sneered: "That person surnamed Fan probably hasn't figured it out yet. Now our second room in the Xu family has the final say!"
Through Xu Dai's agitation in the Lianghuai Salt Field during this period, he not only felt that he was capable, but also was sought after by the senior officials of the salt field. He was a little arrogant for a while, and he even felt that he had been living under the shadow of his father and brother for so many years. , actually burying his talents.
Xu Luan continued: "Father, it seems that uncle's current situation is about to die. In the future, our Xu family will have to rely on you. Although the Shandong Salt Division does not have as many salt fields as the Lianghuai Administration, it is still a sixth-grade title." Going out is also a matter of honoring our ancestors!"
Xu Dai coughed twice, feeling happy in his heart, but still pretending to be displeased and said: "What nonsense can you say? As long as your uncle is here for one day, your uncle will make the decision!"
Xu Luan curled his lips. No one knows how arrogant his old father is these days than his son.
In his opinion, strength is the key to having the right to speak in a family.
The uncle is old, so old that he would rather trust a young eldest son than his own brothers and nephews. Such a person is undoubtedly no longer suitable to manage the Xu family!
At this time, the maid serving Zhang Panlong in the bieye came out and saluted: "Second Master, my old lady, please come in and have a talk!"
Xu Dai frowned. His sister-in-law was usually a quiet person, but her relationship was really strong. Could it be that she, a woman in deep boudoir, had heard something?
He had been afraid of this sister-in-law since he was young, and now he suddenly felt uneasy.
Just as he was about to turn around and enter the hospital, his sleeve was suddenly pulled by his son Xu Luan.
Xu Luan looked at the maid with a half-smile but said, "Go and talk to the eldest aunt, and tell me that we, father and son, have urgent matters to deal with, and wait two days before going to say hello!"
The maid looked at the father and son in surprise when she heard this.
Xu Luan's eyes widened: "What are you looking at? Why don't you go in and reply?"
The maid had never seen Xu Luan's expression before, and was immediately startled. She hurriedly crouched down and bowed before hurriedly entering the backyard.
When Zhang Panlong was sitting on the couch in the backyard and heard the maid's report, she was slightly surprised. Then she stopped talking and started sewing with her head down.
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Tea farm.
In the dead of night, in a house on the east side of the field, more than twenty cooks gathered in Lao Zhengtou's house.
The house is not big and is made of adobe bricks made of a mixture of adobe and reeds.
More than twenty men with smoky faces filled the room. The older ones were sitting on stools, while the younger ones were scattered around the room, squatting or standing.
Old Zheng turned to one of the young men and said, "Shitdan'er, go to the courtyard gate and listen for some noise. Someone is coming and report it!"
At this time, a strong and dark young man did not answer and walked out of the house.
Then, Lao Zhengtou called his wife and used a quilt to cover the light-transmitting windows in his home.
After finishing all this, Old Zhengtou said: "I want to tell you two things. The mother and sister of Ding Er's family have been arrested and taken into Dou's house. They don't know whether they are alive or dead. Er Xiao has grown up with you since childhood. He He was forced to leave by the Dou family for the benefit of us big guys. Now that he has escaped, his wife and sister are still here, so we can't ignore him!"
"Uncle Zheng, that immortal old man Dou is still full of tricks despite his age. The second child asked him to increase the price of our sun salt sales. The immortal old man held a grudge and happened to like Xiaomei Ding again. He He is so cruel that he will destroy the entire family of Erxiao!"
"That's right, these salt farm officials, the stove chiefs, and the armor commanders should all be killed!"
"A few days ago, we should have rebelled against Lei Jun's scarface!"
"Nonsense, what will happen to Lei Jun and his gang now? The Yangzhou Guards sent troops to kill them. I heard that Marshal Lei ran out with a dozen of his followers. Isn't it a dead end for him?"
"Is this the end of the road? Humph, instead of being insulted by Old Thief Dou and his gang, it's better to kill him instead!"
"Cough cough cough cough..." At this time, Old Man Zheng, who had never spoken, coughed: "The second thing I said today..."
"I heard recently that the salt we turn in every month to the public will not be counted. Private salt is not allowed to be sold privately. It will be purchased by the market at a cost of two cents per pound of salt!"
"What? Two cents?"
"Does anyone still need to live?"
"Old thief Dou is trying to force us to death!"
"On weekdays, they buy a pound of salt for three cents and five cents. Why did the price suddenly drop so much?"
Old Man Zheng glanced at them and continued: "But the market no longer limits how much everyone can post per month. If we use the site, they will charge you as much as you post. The more you earn, the more you earn!"
"Bah!" Suddenly a cook stood up angrily and cursed: "More work, more reward?"
Having said this, he stretched out his feet. Through the light, everyone saw that there was almost no good flesh on his feet. Because he had stepped in the salt brine for many years, the skin and flesh on his feet were rotten! Even the bones in the ankle are somewhat rheumatically deformed.
The cook said: "I get up early and work hard at night. The whole family, old and young, goes to work day and night to dry salt, carry sea water, and collect salt grains. When it's cloudy, the whole family can't even go to the ground. My mother burns the stove all year round. , the eyes are almost blind like the second child. We have worked hard enough, right? We still have to go hungry every now and then. How else do they want us to work more?"
"That's right!"
"What a bastard!"
"Old dog Dou must die a happy death!"
