Chapter 37 Low Price Salt

Style: Historical Author: SiweiWords: 2192Update Time: 24/01/18 10:16:53
Another half month has passed, and the people in Huaizhou City have not been able to buy salt for a whole month.

Salt is expensive, and ordinary people do not prepare much of it at home. At this time, most ordinary people have no salt in their homes.

Some people have even become weak and weak due to not taking in salt for a long time.

At the same time, Ma Youzhong and Jia Dagui were drinking and chatting happily in the restaurant. The more resentment the people had, the happier they became.

"Boss Jia, in my opinion, the time is almost here, why not do it tonight!" Ma Youzhong said with a smile.

"Master Ma, I called you here today for this very reason. You will find a way to open the city gate tonight when you are ugly. Then I will personally lead five thousand dead soldiers into the city and kill Yang Xun!" Jia Dagui said fiercely! .

Hearing this, a fierce look flashed in Ma Youzhong's eyes. In the past half month, he as the governor has been basically ignored, and all the affairs of Huaizhou have been handed over to Changsun Wuji by Yang Xun.

And this Changsun Wuji was also very ambitious. Except for the fact that the people had no salt to eat, he took care of all other affairs in an orderly manner.

If Yang Xun is allowed to occupy Huaizhou, he, the governor of Huaizhou, may have to step down soon.

"Boss Jia, don't worry. Although the soldiers guarding the city have been replaced by Yang Xun's Qingzhou Army, I have bribed a Qianhu, and I will definitely be able to open the city gate smoothly by then!" Ma Youzhong said with a smile.

At this time, Ma Youzhong was still a little complacent. Yang Xun would definitely not have thought that he had bribed Yang Xun's men.

Little did they know that every member of the Qingzhou Army was 100% loyal to Yang Xun. The reason why he was able to bribe the gatekeepers was entirely arranged by Yang Xun.

Jia Dagui didn't have any doubts. In his opinion, Ma Youzhong was a governor after all. If he couldn't handle this little thing well, what was the difference between him and a waste?

The two raised their wine glasses, looked at each other, smiled, and said in unison: "Success is imminent, and we can achieve great things together!"

At this moment, a servant hurriedly ran in and shouted: "Boss, it's not good, boss, the Bai family got a batch of salt from somewhere and they are selling it on a large scale. The people are going to the Bai family to buy it." The salt is gone, and...and..."

Jia Dagui's eyes widened immediately and he grabbed the boy: "And what?"

"Besides, a bushel of salt from the Bai family only costs a hundred cents, and the people are going crazy!" the boy said truthfully.

"One hundred Wen?" Jia Dagui frowned.

One hundred coins is not even enough to cover the cost, so why should Baisonglin be doing charity here? Could it be that your brain is broken?

"Are you sure you are telling the truth?" Jia Dagui stared at the boy again and asked.

"Everything you say is true. If the boss doesn't believe it, you can go to Bai's store and have a look in person." The boy said quickly.

Jia Dagui couldn't sit still. Bai Songlin would not be sold sooner or later, but selling it at this time always gave him a bad feeling.

"Let's go and have a look!"

"Boss Jia, go ahead. I won't go. It won't be good for others to see." Ma Youzhong stood up and said.

Jia Dagui nodded, walked out of the restaurant with the boy, and went straight to the Bai family's shop.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the shop, Jia Dagui saw Wang Bo, and Wang Bo quickly came over to greet him.

"Brother Jia, it's bad. The Bai family is clearly trying to fight against us. Look, he only sells this kind of refined salt for a hundred cents. Who will buy our coarse salt in the future?" Wang Bo said, He took out a handful of refined salt from his pocket.

Looking at the snow-white salt in Wang Bo's hand, Jia Dagui's face was full of disbelief. The quality of this salt was even better than the tribute salt he shipped to the court. How could this be possible?

"Each of us has hoarded a lot of salt. This time we will lose tens of thousands of taels of silver!" Wang Bo said with a sad face.

The Wang family is not as good as the Jia family. Tens of thousands of taels of silver is already a lot of money for the Wang family.

Moreover, the Bai family has such refined salt and sells it so cheaply. Who will buy their coarse salt in the future?

Jia Dagui sneered and said angrily: "Why are you panicking? The cost of our coarse salt is only 200 cents. The Bai family only sells this quality of refined salt for 100 cents. It is obviously selling at a loss. The Bai family is the richest man. No matter how much we can lose, the market will still be ours in the future.”

After listening to Jia Dagui's words, Wang Bo's eyes suddenly lit up. Yes, the cost of this kind of refined salt must be at least four to five hundred yuan. The Bai family cannot continue to lose money.

What's more, this kind of refined salt is scarce. The Bai family probably only has this batch of goods in hand, and it will be gone when it is sold out.

Thinking of this, Wang Bo's worries suddenly disappeared.

At this moment, Bai Songlin suddenly walked out of the shop and shouted: "Common people, don't worry, there is plenty of salt, everyone has it, and Bai is here to guarantee that there will be an endless supply of refined salt from Beiyan." Bring it to Huaizhou, and from now on the salt you eat only costs one hundred cents!"

The people suddenly burst into cheers. These days, ordinary people's income is very small. In addition to buying grain, they also spend a lot of money to buy salt. Now that the price of salt has come down, the pressure on the people has been relieved a lot.

For a time, the people were grateful to Bai Songlin, and some people even knelt down in front of Bai Songlin.

Bai Songlin quickly supported the people who were about to kneel and said with a smile: "People don't need to thank me. If you want to thank me, just thank King Zhenbei. It was the prince who lowered the price of salt. The prince said that all the people in the world should eat it." Can afford good and cheap salt!”

"King Zhenbei is such a good prince!"

"No, don't forget that King Zhenbei exempted us from taxes for a year when he came!"

"King Zhenbei is much better than King Huai. With King Zhenbei sitting in charge of our Huaizhou, good days are coming for our people!"

The people present praised Yang Xun's achievements one after another, and some people who were deeply in love even knelt down in the direction of the prefectural government office.

This scene naturally fell into the eyes of Jia Dagui and Wang Bo, both of whom looked ugly.

Originally, they wanted to use salt to win people's hearts, but Yang Xun took the lead. Now the people are turning to Yang Xun. Even if he kills Yang Xun, it will not be easy to stabilize the people's hearts.

Bai Songlin just said that this kind of refined salt will be continuously transported from Beiyan to Huaizhou, and it only costs one hundred yuan. This is simply driving salt dealers like them to a dead end!

In front of so many people, Jia Dagui would naturally not doubt what Bai Songlin said, unless he wanted to damage his own brand.

But Jia Dagui really couldn't figure it out. Beiyan didn't even have a sea, so where could the salt come from, unless it was mineral salt, and the salt was so cheap? Could it be that Yang Xun and Bai Songlin had found some way to refine mineral salt?

If he could get this method of refining mineral salt, it would not be difficult to become the richest man in the world!

Thinking of this, a trace of greed appeared in Jia Dagui's eyes, and he became more determined to get rid of Yang Xun. However, before killing Yang Xun, he had to ask him for the method of refining the mineral salt!

"Wang Bo, just stay here and keep an eye on me. If you have any news, tell me at any time. I'm going back to reorganize my troops!"

After Jia Dagui finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Looking at Jia Dagui's back, Wang Bo suddenly became excited. Is he ready to take action?

Yang Xun, Yang Xun, your death has come!