"Do you know what this means?"
After coming back to his senses, Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhao Hao seriously.
Zhao Hao was stunned for a moment, tilted his head and said, "What does it mean?"
Wei Liao smiled and said interestingly: "It means your kid will be named the prince!"
Boom!
Zhao Hao was like a lightning strike, and his head was buzzing.
Damn it!
how so!
Isn’t it just table salt? How come you have such a big contribution? !
In fact, it is not to blame that Zhao Hao has a blind spot in knowledge, after all, he has only graduated from high school.
High school students usually only focus on studying, but they don’t know how much they need to do.
Although Zhao Hao knew that there was a shortage of salt in ancient times, he did not know the extent of the salt shortage, let alone what salt meant to the Qin State.
If an ordinary person presented the method of making salt, then Ying Zheng would definitely make him a marquis and prime minister.
But if he is a prince.
Even if he cannot be named a prince, he is still a 'great benefactor' of the empire.
This will be extremely beneficial to the future fight for the position of crown prince.
"Father, I."
Zhao Hao wriggled his lips and looked at Ying Zheng anxiously.
Ying Zheng frowned and neither agreed nor objected to Wei Liao's words. He just asked solemnly: "How do you make this salt?"
"It means refining the original coarse salt through various means to obtain fine salt, and then purifying it to obtain refined salt!"
Zhao Hao answered honestly.
Ying Zheng and Wei Liao looked at each other and saw confusion in each other's eyes.
Zhao Hao knew they didn't understand, so he said concisely: "Just think of coarse salt as lime. If you want to get lime powder, do you have to crush the lime ore, grind it, and calcine it before you can get lime?" pink?"
Wei Liao nodded suddenly, and then said thoughtfully: "Master, what you mean is that refined salt is the same as burnt lime powder?"
"It's basically the same, but there are some differences!"
Zhao Hao pondered: "The first two processes of burning lime are similar to refining table salt, but there are two more processes after that, which are mainly to remove toxins and remove impurities!"
"Detoxification?"
Ying Zheng was stunned: "You said refined salt can detoxify?"
"yes!"
Zhao Hao said with some humor: "Although there is little poison in coarse salt, eating it for a long time will not be good for your health!"
Hearing this, Wei Liao's heart moved and he couldn't help but ask: "Can the poisonous salt remove poison?"
"Sure it can!"
Zhao Hao said confidently: "Toxic salt is just more impurities and poisonous than coarse salt, and it is more troublesome to handle. Theoretically, everything is edible, as long as the harmful ones are removed!"
"this"
Wei Liao was shocked again by Zhao Hao's words.
He doesn't care about anything else but the military.
You must know that the salt consumed by Da Qin's soldiers every year is astronomical, and Da Qin is already short of salt, because in order to supply Da Qin's soldiers, it can only reduce domestic salt consumption.
After Shang Yang's reform, the Qin State began to sell salt officially, and there was no private salt yet.
In other words, if people want to eat salt, they can only buy it from official channels, but the government does not have that much salt, so people can’t eat it even if they want to.
The main reason for this situation is that the output of official salt is not high.
So, how does official salt work?
In fact, it is private salt production, official purchase, official transportation, and official sales.
The folk method of making salt is also simple, that is, setting up a stove around the brine well to boil the salt.
Or fish seawater into salt ponds and let the sun dry the salt.
This type of salt production is very inefficient and of poor quality.
Of course, there is also a relatively abundant poisonous salt mine.
If this poisonous salt mine could be turned into edible refined salt, it would definitely be a huge benefit to Da Qin.
Not only Wei Liao was shocked when he thought that the salt problem could be solved, but even Ying Zheng couldn't help but his heart was beating fast. After a long while, he asked in confusion, "Is this method of making salt really effective? "
No wonder he was hesitant, mainly because the method of making salt was so important.
It is not an exaggeration to call it a weapon of the country.
When Zhao Hao heard this, he said with some humor: "I can't lie to anyone, even my father! Isn't that salt placed in front of you? Isn't this fake?"
As he said that, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Would you like me to demonstrate it to you?"
"OK……"
As soon as Ying Zheng's words came out, Zhao Gao's voice came from outside the door: "Your Majesty, Tingwei Li Si has something urgent to see you!"
Ying Zheng frowned, feeling a little unhappy, and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"
"What happened in Kongli!"
"Kongli?"
Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he was doing, and his face suddenly turned ugly: "I know, prepare the carriage, I'll go back now!"
Zhao Gao promised, turned around and left the door.
Ying Zheng glanced at Zhao Hao, then at Wei Liao, and muttered: "I still have something to do. The Lieutenant is here to observe the method of treating salt. Come and find me in the study afterward!"
With that said, regardless of whether Wei Liao agreed or not, he stood up and walked out the door.
"What happened to my father?"
Zhao Hao watched Ying Zheng leave and couldn't help but look at Wei Liao with some doubts.
Wei Liao glanced at him sideways and said calmly and indifferently: "It's best not to worry about things that shouldn't be your business, otherwise you'll get into trouble. Don't blame me for not reminding you!"
"ah?"
Zhao Hao said in surprise: "It's so serious!"
"Oh, you kid is just superficial, and that's why you mess around."
Wei Liao smiled and shook his head, as if he didn't want to say more on this topic, then picked up the chopsticks and continued to rinse the mutton.
Zhao Hao saw this and said with confusion: "Teacher, don't you want to see me making salt?"
"What's so interesting about this? Since you are so confident, why should I waste my time? I might as well eat more mutton!"
Wei Liao smiled freely, then suddenly thought of something, raised his eyebrows and said, "Is there any beef?"
"Hehe," Zhao Hao smiled and touched his nose: "Of course there is!"
"Bring it over soon!"
"No problem! Laifu, serve the beef!"
Soon, Laifu brought a plate of chopped beef, which made Wei Diao's eyes brighten.
Seeing him like this, Zhao Hao couldn't help but wink and said: "Teacher, the second senior brother is now going to protect Zhang Shaofu. You see, there is no one around me. Why don't you send senior sister?"
"Don't eat it!"
Wei Liao, who was holding out his chopsticks to pick up beef, immediately dropped his chopsticks when he heard Zhao Hao's words and stood up to leave.
"Hey, don't go, teacher, am I not your precious apprentice? Can you bear to see your precious apprentice being harmed?"
"What precious apprentice, you just miss your senior sister! Don't think I don't know your little thoughts!"
"No way!"
Zhao Hao said hurriedly: "Senior sister and I have never met, I just want to have an in-depth exchange of feelings with senior sister."
"Fart feelings."
Wei Liao glared at Zhao Hao angrily, and was about to reject him when he suddenly saw Zhao Hao take out a milky white bottle from under the table, and was startled: "What is this?"
"Oh, this, Feitian Moutai!"
Zhao Hao picked up the bottle and shook it towards Wei Liao.
Wei Liao was stunned again: "What is Feitian Moutai?"
"I originally planned to give my father the wine!"
Zhao Hao chuckled, then unscrewed the bottle cap and poured half a bowl into the bowl.
For a time, the entire hall was filled with the aroma of wine and the aroma was tangy.
Wei Liao's eyes widened, as if he had seen something peerless, and he froze on the spot.
the other side.
To the north of Kongli is the Sishui River, and on the bank of the surging river lies the tomb of Kongqiu.
Before Confucius died, all countries kept a distance from him, but after his death, he gained a lot of respect.
But until the end of the Warring States Period, he was still just a great scholar who was forgotten by the world because of the restoration.
There is no divine aura like that of later generations.
To put things into perspective, the reason why Confucius's tomb is so intact today is not because of its sacred aura, but because of the various deification effects of Confucianism after the Han Dynasty.
The fundamental reason is that Confucianism attaches great importance to human ethics and etiquette, and etiquette attaches great importance to funerals and does not hesitate to spend a lot of manpower and material resources to complete funerals.
According to historical records, Confucius was buried in the north of Lucheng. His disciples all observed mourning for three years. After three years of mourning, they still cried and said goodbye. Finally, they observed mourning for six years before leaving.
Although their teachings as teachers and students are very touching, for someone from a school of thought to spend huge financial and material resources, and possibly even their lives, it can only be said to be a kind of belief.
No wonder some people in later generations call Confucianism Confucianism.
Now that Confucianism has not yet been formed, Qin troops are standing outside the tomb of Confucius.
After careful investigation, Dunruo has determined that Confucian Confucianism is related to the Confucian case, and on the order of the First Emperor, he dug the grave to find the person.
After all, the tomb of Confucius covers an area of hundreds of acres. If there is no secret room inside, no one will believe it.
Moreover, according to reports from local people, Confucian disciples from Kongli Market came to the tomb to worship Confucius.
Therefore, Dunruo couldn't find Kong Kun and others, so he guessed that they might have hidden in the tomb.
"Sir, we found a lot of forbidden books in the stone wall of the tomb passage, and some of them are slanderous books about the Six Kingdoms of Qin!"
A general flew toward Dunrui with his sword in his crotch, and said with his hand in hand.
Dunrui narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Keep digging, search strictly, don't miss even an inch!"
"promise!"
Watching the general leave in a hurry, he stood weakly and waited quietly.
About an hour later, someone came to report again: "Sir, the passage to the tomb has been dug!"
"good!"
He nodded weakly and cheered, and then ordered behind him: "Bring your sword to the tomb!"
After saying that, he was the first to stride towards the tomb passage.
At the end of the tomb passage was a wide loess hall. Seeing this, several people from the Black Ice Platform immediately lit the torches in their hands and shined forward.
I saw a coffin in the center sitting on a three-foot-wide stone platform.
In front of the coffin is a clay sculpture of Kong Qiu.
On the left side there is a big cauldron, a wooden frame, and a curtain, and on the right side there are bookshelves, plans, and wooden wine barrels.
Behind them are high-covered carriages, weapon racks, bows and arrows and other items.
In addition, there is a piano stand and various maps against the wall.
"Such an earthen tomb doesn't look like a place to hide people."
Dunruo took a closer look and found nothing unusual, so he couldn't help but murmured to himself.
At this time, Captain Heibingtai beside him said, "How about opening the coffin and checking it out?"
Hearing this, Dun Rui ignored him and said nothing. He just took the torch and patrolled the hall with a rare expression of solemnity.
He walked to the bookshelf and flipped through it, then walked to the back of the clay statue and stretched out his torch to check.
It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, you almost drop the torch to the ground in fright.
I saw a few rows of dark red characters on the back of the clay statue——
Qin Shihuang, digging up my tomb will harm the virtues of Yin. Heaven has its way and the earth has its spirit. The second generation of Qin will surely perish.
"That's unreasonable! It's just nonsense!"
He suddenly let out a weak voice, furious.
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