"How did you get this thing?"
Luo Tong looked in disbelief, his eyes would not deceive him, he was clearly the pink salt of Tubo!
"I didn't do it, it was brought to my door by others."
"This is Mangkang, no, did Maerdun bring it?"
Mangkang and Liangchuan knew where Ma'erdun was, but Liangchuan didn't know!
Liang Chuan thought that transportation information was inconvenient in this era, and he was located in the southeastern corner of Dali. Luo Tong should not know this pink salt, but he unexpectedly revealed the origin of this salt when he opened his mouth, which also made him a little confused. Accident.
"you know?"
Of course Luo Tong had to know that he was a businessman. Businessmen pay attention to all directions. If they don't even know the goods, wouldn't they be blind when they go out?
Besides, selling salt is his old profession. It's like arguing with a pork seller whether it's leg meat or pork belly. Doesn't that mean he comes to scold him?
"Are you looking down on me or what? After all, I am also a salt seller. Although the business is not big, I still eat more rice than most people outside. If you don't even have this knowledge, it will make people angry if you tell it. laugh!"
The two laughed loudly and said: "Then I will accept this sentence in return!"
Luo Tong felt relieved that there was business to do, and he took out his tobacco bag and prepared to give Liang Chuan a few sips.
Although this kind of behavior is full of sincerity, after all, the price of cut tobacco is so high that rich people are reluctant to smoke more. If you smoke too much, you will become addicted. By then, no matter how much money you have, you will not be able to buy it. The cut tobacco on the market has already Running out!
Liang Chuan was worried about hygiene issues. Luo Tong had been in close contact with the pipe so many times, and it was brought to his mouth as soon as it came, which really frightened him!
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"You are a person who doesn't know how to enjoy the good things given to you. When you get to my age, you will know what a treasure is!"
Luo Tongta took a few puffs from his pipe, and then began to say: "It's strange these days, the price of good duck eggs has increased a lot, so there are fewer people buying salt to soak the salted duck eggs!"
Liang Chuan was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's going on?"
"Someone over in Xiushan started buying duck eggs in large quantities. If you can eat more of these, you'll get sick. You don't know what to do. Some people just buy duck eggs when they see them. The quantity is huge!"
Liang Chuan secretly smiled in his heart. These salesmen were very well-informed, and they didn't know how they used it. Even Luo Tong found out about the increase in the price of duck eggs. He asked Baiyun Mountain to tell the women in the village to go everywhere to collect duck eggs!
To make preserved eggs, he needs a lot of eggs. This year, he plans to make Baijiacun a big profit with these duck eggs!
Baiyun Mountain mobilized all the women in their Baijia Village and took out their own coffins, just to make a big bet and make money if they win!
"It's just a few eggs, there's nothing to worry about!"
"You don't understand. The fighting in the south has been very fierce. Now everyone is discussing this matter. Anyone with some ability wants to make some quick money through this. If you seize this once-in-a-hundred-year opportunity, you will be able to survive for a few lifetimes." You can also make some money!”
When the war started, the price of everything soared. The most basic food items were several times the usual price, not to mention other daily necessities that were difficult to obtain.
During the war, everyone is in danger and their lives are not saved. Who can still be in the mood to make money? All production almost comes to a standstill! This is the root cause of soaring prices.
Luo Tong was beaming as he spoke, but Liang Chuan could tell by looking at his expression that he was not very happy and obviously had no interest.
Liang Chuan was also direct and joked: "Then you are not going to make another round of money?"
"I've made enough money in my life, that place is in such a mess, it's not worth it to work harder!"
Luo Tong didn't tell Liang Chuan that he also wanted to make money, but he was waiting for the right moment and it was not the time to take action yet! No one will stop being passionate about making money unless they hang it on the wall or put it on the table!
"So that's it. Since you're not short of money, you're noble, and we're not traveling with you, I won't bother you anymore. Say goodbye!"
Luo Tong quickly blocked Liang Chuan, pushed him onto the table, and served him another pot of tea.
The leaves of this tea were very large. He dug out a small piece and stuffed it into the iron kettle, then placed it directly on the brazier and started to simmer it slowly.
After a while, the aroma of tea wafted out.
The tawny tea soup is very rich, and there are a lot of tea residues in it. It is said that the tea is more like soup, and there are many condiments in it. Compared with later generations, these people drink tea much more crudely, no different from drinking water!
"Pu'er tea?"
Although it was mixed with the taste of ginger, Liang Chuan still tasted the rich Pu'er taste, which was very mellow. ????????????????
"Pu'er tea? I've never heard of this. In Guangnan, you call this tea Pu'er tea? This is Buyi tea. This is the only tea we have here in Dali. Do you still want to drink Jiancha Longjing?"
Luo Tong had a batch of Changkeng tea shipped by Sun Houpu. He could not forget the taste for a long time after tasting it. He heard that it was an old tea tree moved to Changkeng from Jianzhou. Jianzhou tea was a tribute to the former dynasty. Emperor Zhenzong liked it the most. Not many people among the people had the pleasure to drink it, let alone their Dali. He had tasted the tea bricks from Changkeng, and the taste was also far away. At first glance, it was not cheap.
What do you say about Pu'er tea? It's not called Pu'er tea these days, it's called Buyi tea!
The Buyi tribe in the south of Weichu Prefecture is one of the thirty-six barbarian tribes. They are not good at fighting and have no livestock, sheep and cattle industry, but they are blessed with rich soil and water. People here were surprised to find that after brewing, the tea trees here were the same as the tea leaves of the Song Dynasty. Not as a drink, but as a life-saving medicine!
However, the price of Pu'er was not high at that time, and the market recognition was also low. At first, only the Tibetan people had no choice but to accept Dali's Buyi tea. No one drank it in the Song Dynasty. It was not until the Qing Dynasty 700 years later that the number of people drinking Buyi tea gradually increased, and the market began to open. A thousand years later, the price of good Pu'er tea is sky-high.
Luo Tong couldn't bear to serve the Changkeng tea he had on hand, and he couldn't bear to drink it himself!
"Where does this salt come from?" After Luo Tong finished speaking, he took back his words and asked again: "When have you been to Mangkang?"
"You also know that this salt is produced in Mangkang?"
"Of course, Mangkang is the only place in the world that produces pink salt. The ones in other places are either yellow salt or green salt. Where can I find pink salt!"
"It seems to be true!"
Seeing that Liang Chuan refused to talk, Luo Tong was a little anxious.
"The Tubo people don't like this kind of salt. In their opinion, white is the best and most sacred, just like their Hada. In their Mangkang, the Lancang River passes through the middle and is divided into the east bank and the west bank. The entire salt field is only a thousand steps long, so it’s not that big.”
Luo Tong is like a know-it-all, telling the origin of this pink salt.
"Pink salt is also called peach blossom salt. Although it is produced in Mangkang, it is only produced on the west coast of Mangkang. By the way, Ma'erdun is Mangkang. It's just that the name is different in Tubo. The same brine is produced in East China. What is boiled on the shore is white salt! The locals do not understand this truth, but the salt wells and salt fields in Mangkang have been mining salt for more than a thousand years. This place is not a small place in Tubo, it is very famous, and it is the earliest place in Tubo. King, King Sagar even launched a war over these salt wells!”
"The output of red salt is higher than that of white salt, but the price is lower than that of white salt. Because the Tibetan people eat Mangkang salt, the taste of white salt will be lighter, and a lot of red salt is fed to livestock! They like it better The price of white salt is high, and there is an old saying in the local area that white salt will live for a hundred years, while red salt will be thin and bad for a hundred years! However, the Tubo people sold the salt differently. The pink salt they did not like was in the eyes of Song people and Dali people. But it is like a treasure. Being able to eat it is a symbol of status. You know, who dares to do business with the Tubo people these days? When the goods come out, the price can be said to be as high as the sky. People outside don't care about party items. We are still from the Song Dynasty, even the Khitans in the north disdain white salt and drool at pink salt!"
He knew that the profit of pink salt was so great that he didn't dare to imagine what kind of methods Liang Chuan used to get the pink salt in such a short period of time. Salt, if nothing else, just the bag of pink salt Liangchuan has on hand can be exchanged for several thousand dollars and several kilograms of pink salt!
"Why don't you share this opportunity with me? My brother won't stop you from getting rich, and he will even help you share your worries!"
Luo Tong is really shrewd. He has already noticed that since Liang Chuan is willing to come to Suining Town to find him, he must be unable to eat this batch of pink salt by himself. If he can make money by himself, how can he share the money with him?
Liang Chuan said: "All salt in the world is white. It is the most normal thing for people outside Tubo. How can they be so rare about white salt? Of course, they think it is a treasure only if they can't eat pink salt!"
The ancients attached great importance to maintaining health. They also knew the harm of fat and obesity to the body. Traditional Chinese medicine even said clearly that old age cannot be bought and weight loss is hard to buy. Eating salt will cause high blood pressure. This is common sense. Although they do not say high blood pressure, they do have headaches. There are no such side effects after eating pink salt, and pink salt can only be transported from Mangkang. This hardship alone can keep the price high. People outside want to eat authentic Mangkang peach blossom salt. , that is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
"This time I came to see my brother to join him together. Let's work together to make this money. I can't do much business by myself. I'm not the kind of person who eats alone."
Luo Tongtong was immediately elated when he heard that. The war in the south was intense at this time. He didn't think about making money. It was fake. The calmer he appeared on the surface, but in fact he was more anxious than anyone else. He was now helping the Ye family, who only wanted to make a deal. When you go to Guangnan, you will need horses if you want to fight. It is a golden opportunity. No one dares to miss this event easily. The loss will not be ordinary!
Although selling salt has nothing to do with selling horses, both sales and purchases are related, so he is not afraid. He wants to know what kind of connections Liang Chuan has, and maybe he can also make some money for drinking!
"Tell me the ins and outs of this salt!"
Liang Chuan snorted. It was okay to do business together. There was no need to be so direct about the matter with Qu Zhen. He picked some unimportant things and didn't even mention it to Qu Zhen. He just said that he met Tubo salt by chance in Malipo. Hey, why does Luo Tong feel a little hasty when he hears it? Is this what it is? Why do the Tubo people believe this Nong boy?
