The mad prince of Da Qin was given a marriage to the Yin Yang family at the beginning

"Father, salt is indispensable for everyone, once people do not eat salt for a long time, they will become weak and sick, which is harmful to us Daqin people."

Li Si said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince does you know how much the salt tax accounts for in the Great Qin tax every year? "

Issei!"

"Then His Royal Highness the Crown Prince knows what this success means to Daqin?"

He had already asked Meng Yi before he came.

He really couldn't imagine that a salt tax accounted for 10% of the country's total tax revenue.

Salt and iron, known as the fate of the country.

These are sold by the state.

The reason why the salt tax in Daqin is too high is because the Qin state does not produce salt.

But now that the country has been reunified, this old system must be changed.

"Father, heavy taxes can only solve temporary needs, and cannot be stable for a long time."

"Great Qin has stood for hundreds of years, and the salt tax has always been like this, are you ironic that I don't know how to govern the country?"

As soon as Ying Zheng's words came out, Li Si, Feng Yu and others on the side were overjoyed.

Fusu had just become the prince, and he had committed his old problems again.

Always working against His Majesty.

If it goes on like this, I am afraid that if it cannot be done for two months, it will be abolished.

"Father, the reason why the salt tax in Daqin was heavy before was because Daqin did not produce salt, and the salt merchants in the land of Qilu gave us a high price, but now that the world is unified, the salt produced by the land of Qilu is enough for my Daqin to use for ten years, and the excess salt is put there, waiting to turn into iron?"

Ying Zheng's eyes widened, and his face was instantly gloomy.

This Fusu really wants to himself off.

Fusu continued: "Father, salt is expensive and ordinary people dare not eat more, this sales volume is naturally less, it seems that a lot of money has been obtained through heavy taxes, but it cannot maximize profits.

"If the father can lower the salt tax, the salt will naturally be sold more, the tax will not necessarily be reduced much, and the salt is not just for eating."

Huan Zheng said with a dark face: "Then how much do you think is appropriate?"

Fusu looked at Li Si and asked, "Xiangbang, what is the price of salt now?" The

corner of Li Si's mouth twitched, you don't know how much salt is priced, so let His Majesty start to reduce the price?

"50 bucks a pound!"

Millet rice is more than ten pounds a bucket, only more than three dollars.

This shows how expensive this salt really is.

And of these fifty dollars, forty dollars are taxes....

What Daqin eats now is all coarse salt, of course, it cannot be compared with the fine salt of later generations.

Normal people can consume about six grams of fine salt a day, but this coarse salt can be more.

"It is more appropriate to drop to a pound and a penny."

"A penny?"

Ying Zheng rolled his eyes, Daqin will die in your hands sooner or later.

Directly dropped fifty times.

Then his tax is almost gone:

"Father Emperor, now ordinary people can't eat a pound of salt a year, if the price of salt is released, it can be increased at least ten times, and this tax is still not much less."

The DPRK ministers began to talk about it.

Does what Fusu said really make sense?

Doesn't it matter if you eat salt or not.

It's just about affecting the taste.

When people are about to starve to death, do they care about this?

"Father, the sons and daughters can guarantee that after the salt price falls, if the tax revenue for the next year is less, the sons and daughters are willing to make up the remaining money."

Do you make it up?

In the end, I will not take it from the treasury.

However, since Fusu is so confident, then believe him once?

"Fusu, if the tax revenue is less next year, I will deduct you ten years of money!"

Fusu rolled his eyes, as if he wanted to pass you.

Zhao Gao's inheritance can all be with him.

"Father, the sons and daughters have a set of methods for making fine salt, which can improve the purity of the current coarse salt and taste better."

The DPRK minister was speechless for a while.

They felt a smell of intrigue.

First the price of salt was reduced, and then fine salt was provided.

"Hurry up and offer it!"

"The sons and daughters haven't experimented yet, and when I go back, I will make a batch, and then send it to the father and the emperor, and then I will write all the cost to the father and the emperor."

After retiring from the dynasty, Fusu returned to the East Palace.

Fine salt production, I definitely don't have that time.

It's better to leave it to someone else.

Fusu called Lianyi over.

"Husband, what is calling me?"

"I have a way to make fine salt here, you can experiment with it."

"Fine salt?"

Lianyi looked confused.

What is fine salt?

She has only heard of salt, and there is a difference in thickness?

Then, Fusu wrote out a series of steps such as how to purify coarse salt.

She was also instructed to complete a purification of coarse salt.

Seeing the fine salt of the finished product, Lianyi tasted it and was immediately stunned.

Unexpectedly, this thing came from her.

This is much better than the salt of the Qi country.

Whether it is taste or color, it is not comparable to coarse salt.

And this one is not a big chunk like coarse salt.

"Husband, is this for sale?"

"Yes."

"Husband, I will definitely help you make a large amount of salt day and night."

"Don't be stupid, the price of salt is so expensive now, and you will make it after the father and the emperor lower the price of salt."

"Oh!"

Lianyi nodded embarrassedly.

"I will not take you when I go to Baiyue this time, and at the same time the six halls of the farmhouse, I will leave the Four Yue Hall of Hua Ying and the Shennong Hall of the Zhu family, when the time comes, you let Hua Ying be in the Four Yue Hall, select some reliable disciples to help you."

"Isn't the husband afraid that this method will be leaked?"

"Salt must be bought by the government, and it is a capital crime for others to sell salt to make salt without authorization, don't you know?"

"Oh!"

Lianyi nodded embarrassedly again.

"Husband, will I be beheaded."

Fu

Su rubbed her head and said in a deep voice: "I said it was for sale, but I didn't let you sell it, after making it, you can send it to your father."

"This way!"

"Husband, then tonight..."

Xiaomeng returned to the Taoist house and said goodbye to Fusu for three days, he went out to fight, and he didn't take himself, how could he say goodbye to ten days.

Three days later, Fusu asked Tian Yan to select 50,000 disciples from the peasant family and follow him to Baiyue.

The six halls of the farmhouse, Tian Hu, Mei Sanniang, Sheng Qi, and Tian Yan followed.

The peasants have now defected to the Empire, and they do not need to fight against the Imperial soldiers.

High combat power is also a waste in them.

Fusu borrowed the celebration from the Zhu family.

Fifty thousand troops, thousands of heavy vehicles, and nearly 3,000 war horses left Xianyang City in a mighty manner.

Standing on the city wall of Xianyang City, Hu Hai's eyes flashed with a trace of essence.

Fusu left Xianyang, then he had the opportunity to steal imperial power.