Chapter 48 Tang Da’s fate
Tang Da followed the large group of people and escorted countless salt trucks to Yingkou.
The journey is not far. But Tang Da was a little reluctant. Because of his sister.
Tang Da was assigned to a salt farm in Liaodong because his family background was related to salt production. And because there are few Han people in Liaodong, there are many Korean people. Although Tang Da is young, he is also arranged to be a small boss. In charge of several Koreans.
These people are so stupid that they can't even speak. At the beginning, both sides were talking and gesticulating. But as time went by, everyone understood each other's words. Even Tang Da also understood some Korean dialect.
After all, language is the product of communication between people, not the other way around.
At this point, He Xi was somewhat filtered. If language must be learned to communicate, then where did the world's first translators come from?
The situation of Tang Da and others fully illustrates this point.
Under long-term cooperative communication, both parties still have very few vocabulary words to understand. But it does not hinder communication between the two parties. Just like me and my cat owner, the cat owner can't talk. But I can tell from the different meows of the cat owner whether he is thirsty, hungry and wants to go out, or is in heat.
In principle, immigration and resettlement are mainly based on small families. Big families must be split up. The small family will not move.
The big Goryeo family, every one of them, was divided. But small families won’t move. After all, family is also inevitable in this era. Only when you have a family can you have care and management. And the family itself is also a mutual aid organization.
At least until productivity develops further, most people still need it.
Tang Da and her sister Tang Xiaomei were placed in the salt farm. First, a thatched house was built around the salt field. Only a few square meters in size. Just him and his sister. Fortunately, the imperial court was in charge of food rations. Every day when eating, let her sister go to get food together. Children don't have to work.
At that time, Tang Xiaomei used this time to go to the sea to pick up some food. At night, they simply cook to satisfy their hunger. In fact, the seafood won’t taste good this way. But filling my stomach is better than anything else.
This can also be regarded as the wisdom of working people.
They have this simple little home that can run away as soon as the wind blows. Tang Da suddenly felt that the incident of escaping from famine in Shandong a few months ago seemed to have happened in his previous life.
He looked at the salt on the salt cart again.
The salt is packed in baskets.
This is also something that can't be helped.
It can be regarded as He Xi's mistake.
When sea salt is produced in dozens of kilograms, it can still be packed in sacks or other containers. However, in the past few months, a large amount of salt has been produced almost every day. The specific amount, Tang Da could not imagine. It’s not clear.
All I know is that there are many, many. At this time, the reserve, storage, and transportation of salt all became problems.
Fortunately, Cheol Hyun is a capable person. He thought about it for a long time and finally decided to use a basket. Weave some small branches or rattan together and fix them together. Although there are some gaps, they are enough to hold a large amount of salt. Add a lid and there's nothing more.
The reason why. Just because it is easy to make. Women and children can do it. low cost. The raw materials are not complicated either. The big trees may be valuable, but these small branches, rattan and the like. None of them are valuable.
Of course, Tie Xuan is also worthy of such a hasty approach. There are many problems, if nothing else, let's not let go. Once it rains, the salt melts immediately. But so what? In ancient times, the best way to drain water was with oil paper. Put a layer of oil paper inside the basket. I can't say that it can solve all problems, but at least it can solve certain problems.
But the question is where does the oil paper come from?
Paper mills at least do not yet produce oil-based paper.
Even if we start manufacturing now, it will take a long time to have a large amount of inventory.
So this is the only way to do it.
As for the solution to this situation. Just install more. Anyway, there is a lot of salt in the salt field.
Tang Da didn't know about these problems. He was thinking about it while pushing the salt truck. While walking, he touched the food stamps in his pocket from time to time. This was his reward for the past few months, and he planned to take advantage of this time to go to Niuzhuang. Sell some good stuff.
He wants to buy a new dress for his sister. Sell new hairpins to my sister. etc. It's just that he doesn't know if the food stamps in his hand are enough.
In fact, Tang Da didn't know. Their payment was only decided after He Xi learned that the rice had arrived. For many people in Liaodong, the food crisis that caused He Xi tossing and turning has no memory of them.
I had no idea what a dangerous moment there was before.
Before He Xi, no food stamps were issued to the first batch of hungry people in Shandong, for no other reason than to save money. Compress costs.
But now the crisis has passed. He Xi will make up for it. Only then did Tang Da get his first remuneration for his labor. And Tang Da still remembered that when he got food stamps for the first time, he couldn't believe it at all. I couldn't believe that I was paid for working for the imperial court, and I couldn't believe that a small piece of paper was actually worth something.
This is something that Tang Da, a big man from Shandong, never thought of.
After he learned that food stamps could be exchanged for food, he immediately went to their nearest exchange point. Food was exchanged. He carried ten kilograms of grain all night before bringing it home. He had to go to work as usual the next day. Tang Da, who had not slept all night, did not feel sleepy at all, but was extremely excited.
When eating, he deliberately ate less. In the evening, when I returned home, my sister grabbed some seafood and had a meal of rice. The rice was strange. It was a little longer than the rice they had seen before. However, this is not important. As long as you can eat it.
They ate their own food and remembered their parents' tragic deaths. Tears fell like rain for a while.
There is no way for parents to see this day.
Even now, when Tang Da thinks of this, his eyes are still a little moist.
Soon Yingkou arrived.
They did not enter Yingkou City, but stopped the salt truck not far outside the city. There is a long queue here. Waiting for the person in front to unload.
Originally, merchants from various places were planning to ship salt directly. But I saw the salt factory’s crude and almost non-existent packaging. Suddenly I didn't know what to say. It is rare to go boating on the sea without encountering wind and rain. In such a situation, once there is wind and rain at sea, wouldn't it be a disaster?
But on the price of salt, Liaodong made concessions. It was hard for them to say anything else. After all, the salt is real salt, and it looks a little finer than Huai salt. After a group discussion, they went to find Yang Zhen together. Yang Zhen finally formed a plan.
Then Yang Zhen set aside a piece of land outside Yingkou City and established a wood processing plant.
Don't create anything else. Just make wooden boxes. It's not a good wood. Liaodong, if nothing else, has a lot of wood. It is not worth building a wooden box at all. One box can hold dozens of kilograms of salt. All the salt must be packed into boxes before it can be shipped.
Some people may have said, why not use sacks.
Because it cannot compete with textile mills for raw materials.
After the linen material is carefully processed, it becomes colored linen cloth. It can be worth a penny, but the linen cloth cannot be sold for the price at all. Maybe there will be more hemp in the future. The price is lower. This problem will not occur. But now, all textile raw materials must be tilted towards textile mills.
So in Liaodong, sacks are more expensive than wooden boxes.
As for what the future will look like, I don’t know.
And this wood processing plant here is actually the future Yingkou Shipyard. After all, in this era, the shipyard is essentially just a wood processing plant.
Tang Da waited for a long time before he finished his salt.
Immediately, he decided to enter Yingkou City.
In fact, there is no city wall in Yingkou today. There is no such thing as inside or outside the city. Because Yingkou is developing too fast. Before He Xi could make any plans, Yingkou had already exceeded He Xi's plan, leaving He Xi helpless.
It even spread to both sides of the Liao River, forming a West City and an East City.
No one knows what Yingkou will look like in the future.
Tang Da had no idea that this place had only developed in the past few years. When he entered Yingkou, he immediately felt that this was the most prosperous city he had ever seen since he was a child. He was dazzled and didn't know what to buy.
At this time, gongs and drums suddenly sounded. Tang Da immediately stood aside. He knew that a high-ranking official was traveling.
