Little Shota has a flat mouth.
Distilled liquor is definitely a best-seller in this era, so why should we try this old product?
I just want to drink the wine he brewed as soon as possible, so why make so many excuses!
"Young Master, Zuo Cheng Huang, who will be the prisoner, has arrived!"
At this moment, Mingde came to report.
"Salt, my refined salt has arrived...!"
Xiao Zhengtai suddenly became energetic and jumped up from the rocking chair, "Quick! Let him come in!"
Ying Zheng also put down his chopsticks when he heard the sound.
Food is important, but refined salt matters are even more important, and priorities must be clearly distinguished!
Anyway, he has eaten a lot now!
"yes!"
The little eunuch bowed and retreated, and after a while he came in with Huang Yuan.
"I, Huang Yuan, have met your majesty and the young master!"
"Has the first batch of refined salt been shipped back?"
Xiao Zhengtai asked impatiently.
He also expected to make a fortune from this batch of salt!
"Back to my young master, the first batch of refined salt has been successfully transported to the outside of the city. There are ten carriages in total, each carrying one thousand kilograms!"
Huang Yuan handed over his hands and reported the current situation.
"Okay! According to our previous plan, let Peng Yue drive into the city! Remember to enter the city in a swaggering manner so that everyone can see it. The sooner the news spreads, the better!"
Little Shota warned.
"Okay, don't worry, young master!"
Huang Yuan bowed his hands to accept the order, bowed his hands to Ying Zheng and said goodbye, then turned around and went to do it.
The reason why Peng Yue was asked to do this was because he was strong and strong, and also had a bit of a ruffian spirit, which was a very suitable image!
Furthermore, because they have no connection with the imperial court, it is not easy for others to see through!
Half an hour later, ten carriages drove into the city in a swaggering manner. There was a large wooden box loaded on the carriage. The box had no lid and was completely open. It was filled with white salt, which blinded everyone.
A whole ten carriages were filled with snowflakes and salt. To the people, this scene was extremely spectacular, and everyone followed the carriages unconsciously!
Peng Yue wore a dark blue gown, with his muscular chest exposed, a beard, and a horsetail hanging from his mouth. He drove the carriage to the busiest place in Xianyang City and started shouting loudly.
"Come and take a look. The best fine salt in the East China Sea is made through hundreds of processes. It is extremely fine. Even the imperial palace does not have such good salt!"
"Take a look, take a look, it's the best salt in Daqin. There is no store like this after passing this village. This is your only chance!"
"The East China Sea has come a long way, and there are not many of them. Everyone, please hurry up...!"
Peng Yue took the lead, followed by Yingchi and others who also stood on the top of the carriage and shouted loudly.
In fact, there is no need to be like this. When their carriage stopped, it was already surrounded by water.
The eyes of the people were glaring, as if they were seeing gold, silver and jewelry instead of refined salt!
In this era when every household eats salt rocks, who has ever seen what refined salt looks like?
It would be strange not to be shocked to see so much fine salt without impurities suddenly appearing!
"This...this salt can only be eaten by the emperor, right?"
"Looking at the quality and the level of finesse, even the rich man Wang of our village may not have eaten it. I guess only His Majesty is qualified to eat it!"
"It is said that the salt in the East China Sea is the best. I never thought I would be able to see it once in my lifetime...!"
The people talked about it one after another, and an old man was so excited that he almost cried.
"What's the use of seeing it? We can't even afford this kind of salt!"
The carriage stopped in the street. Although the people gathered around to watch, no one dared to step forward.
I know I can't afford it, and if I'm rough and dirty, I can't afford to pay for it if it gets dirty!
Peng Yue and others did not persuade him because their target this time was not ordinary people.
"Hey! How do you sell this salt?"
Suddenly, someone in the crowd finally asked the price, and his tone was arrogant.
When the people heard the sound, they immediately made way for the man to step forward!
"It's not expensive, one tael of gold can be exchanged for one tael of refined salt!"
Peng Yue bent down, smiled, and stretched out a finger.
"Hiss..."
The shabby-dressed people immediately took a breath of cold air.
One tael of gold is equivalent to a thousand coins.
One thousand coins can only be exchanged for one tael of refined salt.
Can't afford it, can't afford it!
They had to use all the labor of their family to earn one thousand yuan, and they couldn't make it in a month!
"Haha, such fine salt comes all the way from the East China Sea. It's not expensive to exchange one gold for one tael...!"
The price was beyond the reach of the common people, but the young man smiled calmly, waved his hand and asked the servant to take out ten gold coins, "I didn't bring that much money today, so I bought all the rest! Go back and let me have a look. If it’s good, I’ll come back to you tomorrow to buy more!”
"well……!"
Seeing the rich man speaking so arrogantly, the common people sighed again.
In this era, polarization is so serious.
Rich people can easily spend as much money as ordinary people earn in a year, but ordinary people don't even dare to get close to refined salt!
"Okay, let's weigh this young man some salt!"
Peng Yue laughed heartily and called the brothers behind him to do it.
"Master, please come this way!"
The people buying salt were greeted warmly by Yingchi and others.
"Well... I don't have that much money, just give me one or two!"
"I want one or two too!"
"I want half a catty, take it back and give it as a gift!"
"And me, weigh me a pound!"
…
In addition to the common people, there were also many noble men and wealthy people in the crowd. After someone took the lead, they also spoke one after another.
Peng Yue and others immediately became busy.
"Have you heard? Someone is selling refined salt on the street. It is a very fine kind. It is said that only princes and nobles can eat it!"
"What? I heard that the princes and nobles can't eat it. Only the emperor is qualified to eat it!"
"I just came back from there, and that salt... tsk tsk... is so white! Just like a girl's skin, it's so translucent!"
"Such good salt costs one gold, which is really not expensive. It's a pity that I don't have the money. It's not worth a single gold to buy all our salt!"
"Who says it's not the case? Let's try to work for a government official in the next life and taste what the snow-white salt tastes like!"
"I saw Cui Sheng, the eldest son of Cui, bought a pound!"
"What are his family's conditions? They have been brewing wine in Xianyang City for a hundred years, and they have too much money to spend!"
"Okay, don't think about anything, go home and wash up and sleep!"
…
Xianyang City was the capital of the Qin Dynasty and had a large population. The news spread from one word to ten and then to a hundred. The sun had just set, and the news of refined salt had already spread throughout Xianyang.
It has become a hot topic of discussion among the people after dinner!
"Dad...Dad...!"
Cui Sheng happily entered the house carrying a bag of salt.
"Dad, do you see what I bought?"
Putting the paper bag on the table in the main hall, Cui Sheng grabbed the tea cup on the table and took two sips, and said with a slight satisfaction.
"What is this...?"
Cui Jingtong twisted his eyebrows, with obvious displeasure on his face, "I said you can't take care of the business in the store when you have free time. What good can you do if you go out and fool around all day?"
