Houmen Fenghua: Meet the best evil mother-in-law

Chapter 704 The Salt Shop Closes
As soon as I got to the next door, before I entered the door, I saw a lot of people surrounding the bum.

That bum is called Wang Ergou, and there is an older sister in front of him, who has been a hard-working person since she was a child.

When he was born, his mother died of dystocia. A few years later, his father went to work outside and never came back.

Mr. Wang was crippled when he was young, so he couldn't do much farm work. Mrs. Wang was sick all over, so how could she support the two siblings? The people in the village help you and I help you. The two raised them.

Therefore, although Wang Ergou beats thieves and is called a "little boy" by everyone, he only messes around outside and never has ideas in the village.

"Little boy, really, fake? Did you make a mistake?"

"That's right, it's true. I just came back from the town. I heard from Brother Niu that something happened, so the salt shop was closed. When I came back, I quickly borrowed some money from someone and hoarded it I bought some salt, which one of you wants, I will share it with each family... Don't worry, I will spend some hard-earned money at most, not much, just raise a copper plate."

At this time, no one scolded Wang Ergou for being a bad thing, and one tael of salt would cost a copper plate?
It costs a few taels more, so why not pay a lot of money?
What they are most concerned about is whether the salt shop in the town is really closed and how long it will be closed.

Some people didn't believe it, and called the young people in the family to go to the city in a bullock cart to inquire.

When Zhao Gouwa and the others arrived in the city, they realized that the closing of the salt shop was not a fake? !

I rely on!

So many people from the city gathered around the door of the salt shop, telling them not to close the door and want to buy salt, but the waiter in the salt shop had a bitter look on his face: "Masters and aunts, don't open the door, it's not that I don't sell it, there are really no more. !"

"No more!"

"I don't know exactly what's going on. The owner just sent someone over to take the salt away."

"I don't know, it seems that there is a shortage of salt somewhere, and it has to be shipped from us."

"It's missing everywhere, and I don't know exactly where."

"I don't know if it's a war, but it's a shortage anyway."

……

Zhao Gouwa was flustered after hearing this.

isn't it? !

Is something serious?

Salt is not food, and it seems that a short meal is nothing, but if there is no salt for ten days and half a month, that person will lose his strength.After a long time, the body will definitely get sick.

And, all right, how come the salt is gone?
It's not really going to war, is it?
But where to fight?

Will they be conscripted to fight?

……

All kinds of questions are running in my mind. If you have relatives in the city, hurry to the relatives' house to inquire.

But what do the relatives know? Everyone is a low-level commoner, and they all just received the news.

Just when they were in a panic and didn't know what to do, someone from the Yamen came and said that there was salt in the government, and ordinary people in need could bring salt pots and salt bags to buy there.

Limit one kilo per person.

Zhao Gouwa didn't ask anything, and hurriedly took the money to buy it.

Brother Chai said while selling salt, "There is no war."

"There is no price increase, the original price is the original price, don't worry, there is a lot of salt, you can see for yourself, it's all in this room."

……

The common people stretched their necks to see that the temporarily vacated room was indeed full of salt bags.

Many openings are disassembled and can be seen clearly at a glance.

"Really not going to raise the price? This... Is this not refined salt? The old man has eaten salt for most of his life, and he has never eaten such white salt!" An old man looked at the salt in the bag with a look of shock.

The salt in the salt shop is divided into grades, low-level people like them must not be able to buy pure white salt, and they only buy the yellowish, coarse-grained salt.

There are also some who are in poor conditions, and even buy the worst "coarse salt" directly, and process it by themselves at home.

But now, the elder brother sent him to tell him that such a fine high-quality salt was actually sold to them at a cheap price? !

Depend on!
When did salt get so cheap?

"Yes, it's refined salt. As mentioned above, as long as there are no problems in the future, this kind of salt will be sold." Brother Cha said, "This kind of salt is shipped from outside. Because it is as white as snow, it is called 'snow salt'. There will be an official salt shop in the future, and you can come and buy it at that time."

"Official salt shop? Do you want to open a shop in your yamen?"

"It wasn't opened by our yamen, it was opened by the top, anyway, it is the salt shop of the imperial court." How could the elder brother know so clearly, he was just a runner doing errands.

If it weren't for the orders from above, he would not be bothered to do this kind of hard work if he still had money to pay.

Which good poor master came to be the waiter in the shop?
Ugh……

How could he, a small person, figure out the above idea?
Zhao Gouwa and other people in the village returned to the village with a large bag of snow salt, and told the hearing house that the original salt shop in the town was indeed closed.

When everyone heard this, they panicked.

"Why do you have such an expression? The gate is closed, but the yamen has opened again."

"Huh? The Yamen opened again?"

"Yes, I said that there will be an official salt shop in the future, and it will still sell this kind of 'snow salt'." Zhao Gouwa quickly took out the salt he got for everyone to see, "Look, this is it, it's so white No, it’s similar to snow, so it’s called snow salt.”

"Wouldn't it be very expensive?!" The villagers' reaction was not that they had salt, but...

The officials would not want to raise the price to sell salt, so they moved the front and only sell this kind of expensive salt in the future, right?

If so, can they still afford it?

"No, it's the cheap salt in the past." Zhao Gouwa reported a number.

"how is this possible?!"

"That's the number. If you don't believe me, you can ask... They bought it with me."

The few people nodded beside them, they were indeed right, it was the price.

To be honest, they still can't believe it. They spent their usual money to buy high-quality salt that they couldn't afford before? !
The elder brother of the family also said that this "snow salt" is better than ordinary high-quality salt, and the stir-fried vegetables are particularly fragrant without any residue.

But Zhao Gouwa and the others didn't believe what he said later. In this world, how can there be salt without scum?

At most it is a little less, just pay attention when eating.

The villagers discussed it, and they were not in a hurry to go to the city overnight to buy salt. After all, it was too late to enter the city, and the city gates were closed, and they were not allowed to enter at all.

But just in case, they still prepared money to buy it early tomorrow morning, in case something happened later, and the problem would become big.

Salt is no better than food. They pack half a catty of it, and it can be eaten for a long time without worrying about adding salt.

So, buy a little more, and if there is really anything, they will be prepared.

The next day, there were a lot of people buying salt at the gate of the yamen.

The waiter at the salt shop saw it, and hurried back to report it to the shopkeeper.

"Is there really that much salt?" The shopkeeper frowned slightly after hearing this.

Salt, shouldn't it be in the hands of a family like their boss? Where did the court get so much salt?
Moreover, all of them are boutique associations.

The waiter nodded and gestured: "Really, what I saw with my own eyes is a lot, and the room is full."

The shopkeeper thought for a while, and gave the waiter a task to find a way to buy some salt. He first looked at what kind of salt it was.

"Yes, the shopkeeper."

(End of this chapter)