After all, Xu He didn't object to Chen Hua's face too much and personally helped him untie the ropes that tied him up.
After Chen Hua was untied, he moved his body first, then turned to look at Xu He: "Did the Xu family send you here? Where are the others?"
Yes, people still look down upon a young boy like me.
Xu He said with a smile: "The eldest uncle is seriously ill, and the second uncle knows that he has committed a serious crime. Now the eldest aunt is in charge. She thinks that the student's mind is quite clear, so she sent me here!"
Chen Hua glanced at Xu He again and muttered something.
Xu He turned to Old Zheng and said, "Uncle Zheng, this is the newly appointed Magistrate Chen Huachen of our Hailing County!"
Speaking of this, he loudly said to everyone around him: "Maybe you don't know, but this County Magistrate Chen was also born in Zao, Fujian Salt Division!"
When everyone heard Xu He's words, their faces showed disbelief.
A son of a Zao Ding can actually study and become an official, and he can also become a county parent?
No matter how stupid Chen Hua is, he still knows that Xu He is helping him get closer to Zao Ding.
He is not a self-conscious person, and he is not shy about his family's past.
In front of everyone, Chen Hua lifted up the hem of his official uniform and took off his official boots, revealing an ankle covered with veins and slightly deformed bones.
"If you don't believe it, look at it!" Chen Hua showed his ankle to everyone.
Here are people who grew up in the salt farm. When they saw this ankle, they immediately knew that Xu He was not lying just now.
Because the feet of cooks have to soak in brine pools for a long time no matter in spring, summer, autumn or winter, rheumatism is an [occupational disease] that almost every old cook will get.
And why do many women in the salt fields suffer from blindness?
Because men need physical skills such as lifting water, drying salt, and boiling salt, most of the stove workers are women.
This stove is not just for every household to light a fire when eating. Instead, they add fire and firewood to the stove almost all day long. The earthen stove is dim and the firelight is dazzling. The intensity ratio of this light will be very hard on the eyes. It will get worse soon.
Over time, these women became blind.
The cooks at the tea farm did not expect that the newly appointed county magistrate would be born in a bitter country like them.
Their eyes finally softened when they looked at Chen Hua.
Old Zhengtou shed tears and said: "Your Excellency, you have come from a miserable background. Please always uphold justice for us. If it weren't for those farm directors and kitchen bosses who oppressed us too much, we really wouldn't be able to survive. Who would follow us?" What does the imperial court do against it?"
Chen Hua originally advocated appeasement when dealing with this matter. Hearing this, he nodded and said: "Old man, tell me what happened these days!"
He stepped forward and took Lao Zhengtou's hand and patted it gently.
Just when everyone thought that the county magistrate was easy to talk to, Chen Hua turned to look at the crowd and said, "But no matter what, I don't approve of your previous actions. The court has its own laws. Yes, you have grievances and have grievances." Problem, but this is not the reason for you to kill!"
This sentence was spoken with such righteousness and awe-inspiring justice that for a moment everyone in the room shivered.
But then he said softly: "But things have happened, and there is no use in talking about it. Now we can only make up for it. Don't make the same mistake again, otherwise the imperial troops will attack the territory and everything will be turned into powder!"
Good guy, Xu He repeatedly called "Good guy", if nothing else, this Chen Hua is really not afraid of death.
In such a crisis, he dared to stir up the nerves of these cooks. If he were not careful, he would be doomed.
Fortunately, Chen Hua comes with the bUFF bonus and speaks with the majesty of an official. This makes the cooks who are used to obeying the officials naturally have a sense of obedience.
At this time, Chen Hua supported Lao Zheng's head and said: "Old man, there are many people with mixed opinions. Let's sit down and talk slowly about anything. You can call in a few representatives who know what to do and let's talk about how to solve today's matter."
Old Zheng had been a cook all his life, and no official had ever been so kind to him. He looked at Chen Hua's hands on his arms supporting him, and said with tears in his eyes: "Yes, yes, Master Chen is our cook." My own officer, we all trust you in this matter!"
After saying that, he turned to Ding Erxiao and the young man and said: "Second Xiao Ding, Wang Zhu'er, you find a few representatives, and we will listen to Master Chen's teachings together!"
Xu He looked at the two of them and saw Ding Erxiao nodding his head, and the young man named Wang Zhuer had an especially unhappy look on his face.
In this way, everyone supported Chen Hua and Lao Zheng and headed towards the main hall of the Dou family courtyard.
Xu He is now embarrassed. He rescued Chen Hua, and they directly took over his leadership and communicated directly with Party A.
Xu Yong came up and frowned: "Brother He, this situation is not right. What if Chen Hua sells our Xu family..."
Before he finished speaking, Xu He interrupted him and whispered to him: "Just wait outside, I will squeeze in even if I squeeze."
After Xu He squeezed in, he saw that more than 20 people had filled the Dou family's main room, and there was no room for him.
When Chen Hua saw him coming, an indifferent smile emerged from his face.
"What the hell, you don't even think about who rescued you just now! Now you are so proud that you have blended into the people's ranks and shut out me, the representative of the officials, gentry and landlords?" Xu He secretly cursed in his heart!
Fortunately, Ding Erxiao is a grateful person. Seeing Xu He standing outside, he quickly came out and pulled him in.
Xu He is also quite thick-skinned. Aren't you, Chen Hua, trying to win over Party A's father? Then I stand directly next to Party A’s representative.
Xu He did his best to push Wang Zhuer away and stood next to Lao Zhengtou.
Seeing this, Chen Hua smiled slightly without revealing it, and said to Lao Zheng: "Old man, how was the development of the salt industry before we made tea? I am not in the salt department system, so I was careless about this. , please let me know."
There is a reason why Lao Zhengtou is highly respected in Kuancha. He is too familiar with Kuancha. Hearing this, he replied without even thinking: "The Tuancha farm has 170 pavilions, 600 kitchens, and 170 brine ponds!"
Chen Hua nodded: "Where's the pan iron? Why didn't you use the pan iron?"
The pan iron is a salt-frying tool that looks very much like a gear in later generations.
The specific method of use is to first heat the plate iron to a high temperature, and then pour saturated salt from the brine pond onto the plate iron. After the brine evaporates, crystallized salt is left on the plate iron.
A piece of iron can boil about five pans of salt every day and night, and each pan can produce about three to four hundred kilograms of salt. In other words, about 1,500 to 2,000 kilograms of salt can be boiled in one day and night.
Compared with reed sun-drying salt and iron stove salt boiling, pan-iron salt decoction is undoubtedly more efficient.
The Lianghuai Salt Division is the place that produces the most salt in the world. There is no reason why there should be no iron pans in the salt field.
This is the reason why Chen Hua asked.
Old Zhengtou sighed and said: "Those pans and irons are controlled by the Dou family and the stove. If we want to fry salt, we must first borrow their pans!"
Xu He understood in his heart that this was just like the farmers who wanted to borrow cattle, farm tools, and seeds from their owners. It was nothing more than exploiting these people by controlling the production tools.
Chen Hua frowned when he heard that all the iron pans were controlled by the field director and stove. This was the entire salt farm. How low would the output of ordinary salt farmers be if they only relied on drying salt and boiling salt in large pots?
Old Zhengtou hadn't finished his words yet: "Not only that, of these 170 brine ponds, 162 are the property of those in the Dou family."
When Xu He heard this, he couldn't help but cursed in his heart, this guy is really a vampire, he doesn't leave any way for these cooks to survive.
