Daming: I, Yang Xian, really govern Yang!

Chapter 5 People who are high up cannot notice the rice seedlings that are low in the soil.

Chapter 5 People who are high up cannot notice the rice seedlings that are low in the soil.

Porridge, pickles, and steamed buns.

More than a month passed quietly like this.

During this period, the people of Yangzhou returned with thousands of households and tens of thousands of people.

The sowing of hybrid rice was successfully completed under Yang Xian's personal supervision.

Now we just have to wait for a good harvest.

All other work is gradually on track.

Yangzhou government office.

"Sir, what are you doing?" Lu Mingyi had been at the government office for a while, and saw Yang Xian busying himself with several large pots, occasionally stirring the unknown liquid in the pot. , and sometimes pour the liquid from one pot to another, but why is the mouth of the pot covered with gauze?

Full of questions, Lu Mingyi finally couldn't help it and asked.

"I'm very busy now, you'll know later."

Yang Xian did not raise his head, but continued his great business of making salt, or to be precise, purifying refined salt.

Lu Mingyi stood aside and found that the originally turbid liquid became clearer after Yang Xian's operation.

But Yang Xian's movements did not stop.

He took the gauze to the side and rinsed it in a water tank, folded it in double layers, added some charcoal powder, and filtered it again.

After this series of operations, the liquid poured into the last small pot has become clear and transparent.

Yang Xian picked up the small pot and carefully poured the liquid inside onto a huge and smooth stone that had been prepared in the yard. It was noon and the sun was strong.

After a while, the liquid on the stone was evaporated, leaving only a thin layer of white powder on it.

At this point, Yang Xian finally showed a smile on his face.

He stretched out his index finger, dipped a little on the stone, put it in his mouth and tasted the pure salt taste.

"Let's try some?" Yang Xian looked back at Lu Mingyi who looked confused and asked.

With doubts, Lu Mingyi stepped forward and imitated Yang Xian, dipped some white powder on his fingers, and then brought it to his mouth.

When he tasted it, his eyes widened in shock, his face full of disbelief.

"Sir, is this? Is this salt?"

You must know that before the Sui and Tang Dynasties, the salt production technology was relatively primitive. At first, it was just to look for salt crystals directly on the river bed, sea bed or lake bed.

Later, after development, now there is a relatively complete set of salt-making technology, including brining and frying salt.It was not until the Yongle period that pots and stoves were abandoned, salt fields were built, and cooking was replaced by sun drying.

But the salt produced by this process is mostly coarse salt.

The essence is not purified. No matter how fine you grind the salt block, you will never be able to remove the impurities inside.

Therefore, it always tastes a little bitter.

The salt in front of me doesn't taste bitter at all, it's pure salty.

Lu Mingyi has never eaten such good salt since he was a child and went through two dynasties.

"How did you do this, sir?" Lu Mingyi asked immediately.

“Crush, dissolve, filter, analyze, and finally crystallize.”

As Yang Xian spoke, he gathered the salt on the stone slab and put it into a bottle.

I will finally have some flavor when I eat from now on.

Lu Mingyi only half understood Yang Xian's words, but it did not prevent him from knowing a little bit.That means manufacturing and selling illegal salt is a felony.

From producing salt to selling and buying salt, the entire process was strictly controlled by the court.

Lu Mingyi looked at Yang Xian with red eyes.

As expected, Mr. Yang is still the same Mr. Yang who always puts the people first. For the future of Yangzhou City, he even risked his life to sell salt. When I saw him trying to destroy the seedlings, I even doubted his intentions.

I'm really not a human being.

"Sir, although it is difficult in Yangzhou now, everything will be fine after the harvest. Didn't you say that the yield per mu of new rice seeds is much better than before." Lu Mingyi said with red eyes.

Yang Xian just glanced at Lu Mingyi's expression and knew that he was thinking wrong, so he smiled and said: "What is Mr. Lu thinking? Even if I want to sell salt, I will definitely implement the reform directly in Yangzhou after reporting to the court. As for this system Regarding the method of salt, I will write a memorial later."

The method of making salt must be explained, but when, how, and to whom it should be handed over are all difficult questions.

He happens to have direct access to Heaven.

But now that the Ming Dynasty has just been established, many wastes are waiting to be revitalized, and many systems are still in use in the previous dynasty. It is a blank period. At this time, some reform suggestions are put forward, and Lao Zhu is more likely to accept them.

If we wait until the later stages and the system is finalized, it will be difficult.

Coupled with the salt-making method he contributed, Yang Xian was at least [-]% sure that Lao Zhu would adopt his proposal.

While Yang Xian was still tinkering with his refined salt.

On the other side, the censor secretly sent by the imperial court to investigate the situation has arrived in Yangzhou.

Although Pan Longyun was an official of Yushitai, he was actually a pawn planted by the Huaixi Party in the hinterland of the Eastern Zhejiang Party.

Therefore, being assigned to investigate Yangzhou this time was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him.

After some investigation.

Pan Longyun felt happy.

They privately distributed rice seeds for spring plowing, pulled out rice seedlings that had been planted by the common people in large numbers, and trampled on the fruits of the common people's labor.

No matter what it is, Yang Xian can't bear to eat it.

This is God’s destiny to make me prosperous.

Everyone knows that Yang Xian is a disciple of Liu Ji and is very likely to take over the East Zhejiang Party in the future. If he is killed directly in Yangzhou at this time, it will be a serious blow to both Liu Ji and the entire East Zhejiang Party. .

And for him, it was killing two birds with one stone.

He did this not only to complete the task assigned by Li Shanchang.

From the fact that Liu Jihui sent Pan Longyun to such an important place as Yangzhou, it is enough to see his status in the East Zhejiang Party. You must know that his report on this trip to Yangzhou will directly affect Yang Xian's future career.

Liu Ji wasted so much effort and asked Yang Xian to fight for this opportunity. Naturally, he hoped that by relying on his political achievements in Yangzhou, he would one day go straight to the top and enter Zhongshu.

Therefore, the biggest benefit of Pan Longyun's doing this is not for the Huaixi Party, but to get rid of his biggest rival in the East Zhejiang Party. Once Yang Xian has no hope of official career, he will take over East Zhejiang from Liu Ji in the future. The chances of taking the party banner will be greatly increased.

And when the time comes, someone as smart as Li Shanchang will naturally cooperate with him to do all this.

As long as he is in power, let alone Hu Weiyong and his ilk, he will be able to give a try to his mentor Li Shanchang.

"Brother Yang, Brother Yang, everyone is his own master, don't blame me."

Pan Longyun stood on a field ridge and glanced at the dilapidated Yangzhou government office in the distance. He was thinking about how to completely kill Yang Xian this time and looking forward to his bright future. The smile on his face could not be hidden. live.

He didn't notice at all that the rice seedlings swaying in the wind beside his feet were growing much better than ordinary rice seedlings.

(End of this chapter)

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