Chapter 32 Refined Salt
Su Ze came to a private salt vendor.
Neatly stacked white salt bricks were stacked on the stall. Su Ze discovered that the salt bricks had the stamp of the salt farm printed on them. They were genuine products from the government-run salt farm.
This private salt stall is actually close to the front market. The salt seller is not like the smugglers who sell stolen goods in the back market, but warmly greets everyone who passes by.
After Su Ze stopped, the masked stall owner saw Su Ze's scholarly look and immediately said enthusiastically: "
My dear husband, do you want to see the salt bricks? This is the official salt from the Putian Salt Farm.
" In the light of the torch, Su Ze saw that the stamp on the rectangular salt brick was indeed the official seal of Putian Saltworks.
It's just that the official salt looks very coarse and the color isn't very good.
"Can I have a taste?"
"My dear sir, please."
Su Ze pinched a small piece of salt with his fingers and put it into his mouth. He felt that it was much saltier than the refined salt he had eaten in his previous life, and it also had a slightly bitter taste.
Su Ze asked calmly: "How to sell this salt?"
The stall owner immediately said: "This salt brick is ten kilograms a piece, and the price is one hundred Wen."
A ten kilogram salt brick is one hundred Wen, and that one kilogram of coarse salt is one hundred Wen. It's ten cents.
Su Ze calculated the knowledge in the "Appraisal" skill and found that the price was too high for coarse salt.
Fujian itself is a salt-producing area. There is a salt transfer department in Fuzhou City, which has seven salt fields and seven salt offices. The salt produced in Fujian can not only meet the needs of the province, but also some can be exported to island countries such as Ryukyu.
Su Ze immediately stood up and said, "It's expensive, let's go to another place and have a look."
When the stall owner saw that Su Ze was dressed as a scholar, tall and thin-skinned, he thought he was a child of a big family.
The stall owner hurriedly said, "How much do you want, my dear husband? If you want more, you can negotiate the price."
Su Ze pretended to bargain, and then pretended to ask casually:
"Shopkeeper, do you have any refined salt here?"
Hearing the fine salt With two words, the stall owner seemed to have seen a big business. He concluded that Su Ze was the son of a wealthy family, and said quickly: "Yes,
I have refined salt here."
After saying that, the stall owner took out a cloth bag from the back and carefully He poured out a little salt on the bamboo tube and said:
"This is the best refined salt. It takes a large portion to exchange for forty pounds!"
The refined salt is really expensive! Da Yin was the unit used to calculate the weight of salt in the Ming Dynasty. One large Yin was four hundred kilograms, and one small Yin was two hundred kilograms.
A serving of dayin, which can be exchanged for 400 kilograms of coarse salt, can only be exchanged for 40 kilograms of refined salt. The price of this refined salt is indeed astonishing.
Su Ze took the salt cylinder handed over by the stall owner. The taste of this refined salt was indeed different from that of coarse salt. It had no bitter taste at all.
"Good salt! How to sell this salt?"
The stall owner immediately said: "This refined salt is packed in a bamboo tube. The net weight of a bamboo tube is one kilogram, and the price is 150 yuan."
Refined salt is indeed expensive, the price of a portion of refined salt Fifteen times more than coarse salt!
Su Ze found out the price of salt and immediately took the little carrot head Lin Liangjun and left the ghost market.
It was almost dawn at this time, and the shops in the ghost market began to pack up their shops and stalls, preparing to leave before the sun rose.
Su Ze took Lin Liangjun back to Changning Guard.
As he walked, Su Ze asked:
"What's the point of the salt seller in the ghost market?"
"Brother Aze, you want to sell salt? This is not a profitable business! That guy is probably the owner of a salt farm. , secretly selling the salt from the salt farm." "Why don't you make money selling salt?" In the
time-travel novel Su Ze read in his previous life, making salt is a good way to get rich. As long as you use the salt drying method, you can solve the first problem in the early stage. The pot of gold problem.
Lin Liangjun immediately said: "There is no salt anywhere near the sea. Today's coarse salt in the salt field is better than going directly to the beach to pick up some brine cubes. Our Changning Guard never buys salt." The brine cubes are on the tidal flats and rocks at the beach
. Naturally precipitated sea salt contains impurities and has the taste of bitter brine, so it is called brine instead of salt.
However, the coarse salt that Su Ze tasted just now was also quite bitter. It seemed that the official coarse salt produced by the official salt farm was not much better than the brine block.
Lin Liangjun said: "Aunt Ninth said that eating stewed cubes is poisonous, but it's good that we people in Changningwei can have enough to eat. Who cares whether it's poisonous or not? Most people in the county think so too, so there's no need. After eating, I went to the beach to pick up some braised nuggets, and I made do with it."
Su Ze was a little disillusioned. Did he not expect that the way to make money he just thought of would collapse like this?
"Unless."
"Unless what?" Su Ze regained hope.
"Unless Brother Aze can produce the kind of refined salt that has no bitter taste, the wealthy households in the county are willing to pay a lot of money to buy refined salt. The refined salt produced in the salt farm has its destination, and very little can be sold. , it can be sold at a higher price."
Su Ze was silent for a moment. When he was doing research with his tutor, his tutor said that starting from the Chenghua year of the Ming Dynasty, the gap between the rich and the poor widened sharply.
By the time of the Jiajing period, "the wine and meat smelled stinky in the wealthy families, and bones were frozen to death on the roads."
Only in this world did Su Ze realize the cruelty of these two verses. The people of Changningwei were desperate for more than thirty taels of fined silver for fighting, but the wealthy households in the county were eating refined salt that was ten times the price of coarse salt, and they were still... Demand exceeds supply.
Isn’t it just refined salt? Su Ze smiled slightly. Refined salt is also a basic skill for time travellers. He once followed his mentor to the ancient salt field in Zigong, Sichuan for research, and he also knew some secret recipes for refined salt.
"Isn't it just refined salt? What's the problem!" Su Ze waved his hand and rushed back to the guardhouse with Lin Liangjun.
Su Ze was full of energy to make preparations for making salt, while Lin Liangjun yawned and returned to Baihu Station.
The little carrot head was unlucky and happened to bump into Lin Mojun who was about to go to the school field.
"Where did your kid go wild last night!"
Lin Mojun raised her eyebrows and stared at Lin Liangjun with murderous intent.
"Sister! Listen to my sophistry! No, listen to my explanation!"
At the critical moment of bloodline suppression, Lin Liangjun immediately explained everything about following Su Ze to the ghost market last night.
"You said he is sure of making refined salt?"
The Fujian Health Bureau also practices the Kaizhong method, that is, merchants transport grain to remote health stations, and then they can obtain warehouse cash from the Wei Station, which is the so-called "salt introduction", and then the merchants You can take the salt guide to the salt farm to buy salt, and then sell it legally as official salt.
Chang Ningwei has also issued warehouse notes before, and Lin Mojun also went to the salt farm with her father. She saw with her own eyes the difficulties of making refined salt in the salt farm.
Kitchen owners have to repeatedly stir and heat concentrated seawater in a sweltering cooking area to precipitate salt crystals.
The precipitated salt crystals must be washed with water, heated and concentrated, and repeatedly poured with brine to obtain refined salt without bitterness.
Fujian is close to the sea, and the annual output of refined salt is still insufficient. The dignitaries in Fuzhou and Quanzhou can eat up all the refined salt produced in the eight salt farms in Fujian, not to mention a small amount of semi-refined salt that needs to be sent to the capital as tribute.
Zaohu households live in poverty and have been fleeing since the Chenghua year. There were riots in salt fields in Fujian last year, so the price of refined salt has been rising.
If you can really make refined salt, it will indeed be a way to make money.
(End of chapter)