Start by traveling through the Widow's Village

"Uncle Pengcheng!"

Mo Ping and Princess Ankang came to the entrance of the village to greet Mo Pengcheng, but Xiao Yuan did not follow, because early in the morning he took the people from the village into the mountains, saying that he was going to make a few small traps.

Originally, Mo Ping planned to go with him, but they needed to pull the refined salt back to Shigui Village today, so he stayed on the other side of the mine to sit down

, "Brother Ping, how much refined salt have you made in the past few days?" If it's too little, it's not worth it! After Mo Pengcheng saw Mo Ping and his wife, he looked anxious and asked.

He only knew that Mo Ping took people to make salt here, but the specific situation was not very clear, which was why he came here on purpose.

Mo Ping smiled slightly, stretched out a finger, and said, "This number!" "

A hundred pounds? It's a little less, but it doesn't matter, after all, what is the difference between this and picking it up for nothing? And our family has not done this before, and after getting acquainted, it should improve somewhat. When Mo Pengcheng heard this, his face was a little happy, although it was almost four days, but it was good news to be able to produce a hundred pounds of refined salt, but I don't know how much time Kyoto can buy them.

"It's a thousand catties!" Mo Ping rolled his eyes and said.

"I know, a hundred pounds is already good, don't dislike less, at least... How much did you just say? Mo Pengcheng didn't hear clearly at first, but when he reacted, he suspected that he had heard it wrong.

Mo Ping smiled, waved a finger outstretched, and said: "It's a thousand catties, and now we have more than three hundred catties of output every day!"

Mo Pengcheng swallowed his saliva and asked cautiously, "Is it refined salt, not coarse salt?"

"Of course it's refined salt, why do I want coarse salt?" And Brother Xiao didn't teach us to make coarse salt! Mo Ping said with a smile.

"Where's the thing? I'm going to check it out! Mo Pengcheng's excited hands trembled a little and said.

"This... Don't unload first? And it's almost lunch time now, or should I go after eating? Mo Ping said with a deliberate smile.

"Unloading, there are people I brought, I don't need your help, as for the food... When can't I eat it? Hurry up, hurry up... Now take me to see things first! Mo Pengcheng said excitedly.

Mo Ping and his wife looked at each other, and they both saw a smile in each other's eyes.

Soon, Mo Pengcheng explained to the convoy, and followed Mo Ping and the two towards the position of salt making, but just entered the village, and met Tang Wanshun and the old village chief who rushed to get the news.

"Wanshunna~ A new batch of materials has arrived, just at the entrance of the village, you go over to help unload!" Put things in the previous position first, and we will deal with them when we return! Mo Ping pointed to the convoy at the entrance of the village and said with a smile: "In addition, if there is anything to eat, get them some first, and we will be back immediately!"

"Okay, no problem, leave it to me!" Tang Wanshun naturally also saw the convoy at the entrance of the village, and after having an experience, she also knew how to deal with it this time.

"Fourth Young Master, you won't bring us something again, will you?" The old village chief asked a little embarrassed.

"Old village chief, don't worry, these things are not what you think, but because Xiao Yuan, he handed over the secret recipe for making salt to me, so I will send these things over!" Mo Ping explained helplessly.

In fact, these things have little to do with Xiao Yuan, because Xiao Yuan did not ask Mo Ping, but the old village chief is unwilling to let Mo Ping take extra care because of his own reasons, and now their lives are much better than before.

Therefore, after discussing with Xiao Yuan, Mo Pingcai used such an excuse.

When the old village chief heard this, he nodded.

She knew about the salt production, because it was very close to Ishikyu Village, and instead of sneaking around, it was better to tell the villagers directly and let them keep it secret for the time being, and when the news came from Kyoto, they didn't even have to keep it secret.

And according to Xiao Yuan's plan, the use of those poisonous salt mines in the future can also allow Shigui Village to take advantage of some advantages.

Because even if it is nationalized, it still needs to be mined and made, so the nearest Shigui village has a natural advantage, you can rent out the surplus houses in the village, and you can also make some food and sell it to those who mine.

But it's too early to say this, Xiao Yuan has only mentioned it to Tang Wanshun, Yuniang, Xiaozhu, and Mo Ping.

Soon, under the leadership of Mo Ping, Mo Pengcheng and the others came to the place where fine salt was being made.

"Those ... Are they all finished products? Mo Pengcheng looked at the mountain-like salt pile, licked his somewhat dry lips, and asked.

"That's right!" Mo Ping said while leading him to the final bagging process: "Now we are using assembly line production, and each process is separated, so that we can mine and make it in the fastest time without delaying time!"

Mo Pengcheng followed Mo Ping to the last process, watching his own people bag and pack the snow-white fine salt!

"That is to say... These are all ours? Mo Pengcheng was still a little incredulous, and confirmed with Mo Ping again.

"Uncle... If nothing else, these are our family's, rest assured! Mo Ping said with a smile.

"Oops! Hurry up, hurry up... Send someone back to Beijing! After listening to Mo Ping's words, Mo Pengcheng slapped his thighs and turned around to run towards the village.

Mo Ping and his wife were immediately a little dumbfounded, or Mo Ping was quick-eyed, grabbed Mo Pengcheng, and asked, "Uncle, what are you doing?" Didn't Xiaoqing go back? "

Oh~Ouch~~" Mo Pengcheng called out anxiously while saying, "Didn't you say before that you and Xiaoqing set the number of three thousand catties?

"Yes? What's wrong? Mo Ping looked puzzled and asked.

"Less, less! With our production speed, it takes at least 10,000 catties, otherwise wouldn't it be a waste? Mo Pengcheng said anxiously.

Mo Ping's plan here did not hide Mo Pengcheng, before Mo Qing went back, he specially told Mo Pengcheng about this side with Princess Ankang, so he also knew the plan to use Mo Wentian to peddle in Kyoto, but he didn't know that this plan had another purpose.

Seeing that Mo Ping didn't seem to have reacted, Mo Pengcheng continued: "Do you think, if you ask the sky to trade with people according to three thousand catties of refined salt, and we end up with 10,000 catties here, when the time comes, the people sent by His Majesty will come over and know, won't the extra seven thousand catties be handed over to the state treasury?" Those that we have already traded out, Your Majesty is embarrassed to ask us for it, but these have not been traded, how can there be any reason to let go?

"This... Probably not? When Mo Ping heard this, he hesitated and said.

He felt that His Majesty should not do this, otherwise, what is the difference with the bandits? They mined and made it.

"Just in case... It's better to send someone to send a letter to Qiantian immediately! Mo Pengcheng said solemnly.