Shoufu's favored wife is sweet and sassy

Chapter 579, diverting seawater to irrigate the salt fields

"This lady."

A man in his 40s interrupted Chen Xiaoqing and said:
"My lady doesn't know something. There is rain in summer and snow in winter. You said that you put the salt pond there to dry. It doesn't work in any season. You will soon dry it, and it will be gone after a rain. Those of us who wait for the daily harvest to get wages, doing this now, although a little tired, slow down, and firewood is expensive, but it is stable, one person can produce fifty catties a day, and the money can be returned home to eat Full belly."

"That's right, the boss doesn't care about that. The last step of drying the marinade is the most important. It's like planting crops and it's time for autumn harvest. If it catches heavy rain, it will all be over, and the previous work will be in vain."

A few workers looked at Xiaoqing with some resentment, where did the eldest lady come from here to give directions here, and she had nothing to do to go to the theater when she was full, she had to come here to point out and make trouble.

Xiaoqing took her time, saluted the masters, and pointed out simply and clearly,

"Now the salt field is drying the brine, and it is also steamed to remove a lot of water before starting to cook. If the last step is omitted, it will only be dried, and it will take a little longer, but the brine drying pond is far more than boiling. Pool, if you are afraid that sudden rain will affect the last step, you can make it into a movable salt pool. Use wooden boards to make a shallow plate three meters long and one and a half meters wide. The size is the same. The bottom of the stack can be stuck in the opening of the next shallow plate. , a stack of ten plates, with a cover on top. Dry in sunny days, collect in cloudy days.”

Qian Jiang was thoughtful, but several old masters were not happy:
"Mr. Qian, it's good that we are as we are now. We don't need to change it. We don't know what we can change."

"Uh……"

Qian Jiang was a little embarrassed and asked:
"Ma'am just said one thing. As you said before, the worker who carries water also needs to be improved. Is there any good way?"

"This is what I've been thinking about these days, because I have no theory but no practice, and I'm afraid you will laugh at me if I say it."

As soon as Xiaoqing said this, several masters immediately laughed. Even if this girl knows how to be funny, she also knows that her words make people laugh.

But the girl suddenly squatted on the ground and began to draw pictures.

"Several old masters have been soaking in sea water all year round, and their legs and feet are not very good, right? Apart from itching and ulceration of the skin, do the bones also hurt, especially on cloudy and rainy days?"

"Not all of us who eat this bowl of rice are like this. Not to mention bad legs and feet, our arms and shoulders hurt. But we salt workers don't need to join the army, at least we can be with our families. It's a bit of a hardship, but we can save our lives. A little suffering is nothing."

The people in the saltworks are fine in summer, exposed to the sun, rain and wind. In the twelfth lunar month of winter, life is almost worse than death. In the icy and snowy days, they step on ice to lift water. If they are not careful, they fall into it with a bucket and get soaked. The clothes, when the northwest wind blows, can freeze immediately.

But because I have to eat, I can only rest during the month of Chinese New Year, and I have to work the rest of the time.

"I have walked a long way along the coast these days. Twenty miles to the east, the beach there is gone. It is a reef. The distance between the reef and the sea is less than ten meters. The reef is connected to form a large flat land. , if I have a way to lead the water to the reef, and directly make a new salt field on the cliff, so that the workers don't have to wade in the water, and the rocky surface is more suitable for drying salt, as long as the ground is cleaned up and made of clay The fence becomes a block of salt fields.”

"Ma'am, you are joking. How could you carry the water to such a high place? Wouldn't you be exhausted?"

The old workers were very impatient, did this woman come to play tricks on them?

(End of this chapter)