Man Bao has no idea why they should not eat minced meat, and he also knows that their conditions are limited, so he said: "If you can reduce your exposure to cold water, you will reduce it. Everyone knows that women should not touch cold water during confinement, but in fact, women who are prone to cold Zhongdu should be exposed to cold water as much as possible, let alone soak in sea water like you."
She said: "Let's not talk about the distance, I just want to ask you a close question. How old is the longest-lived woman in your village? How old is the long-lived woman who doesn't go to the sea, but just farms?"
"They must have lived longer than you, and when they are older, they generally suffer less than you."
The women stopped talking as soon as they heard this, and all the people living by the sea envied the people on the land, thinking that they had fields and land, and they were born to live better than them.
The wish of many fishermen's families is to fish more and make money, and then go to the land to buy a few better fields, leave the sea from then on, and never fish again.
Seeing that they listened to the persuasion, Man Bao looked better.
The people in the village are basically suffering from illness, so it is not obvious on the surface, but there are many big and small problems, especially when they are still suffering from hunger and cold, there are more problems on their bodies.
When Bai Shan came back, Zhou Man only saw half of the people.
The village chief greeted everyone with an excited face to prepare lunch for them, Man Bao also took a break from work, looked at the excited village chief, and then at Song Zhubu who was not in a good mood, and turned to ask Bai Shan, "What's the matter?" gone?"
Bai Shandao: "I have already decided to restart the new saltworks here. Today we went to see it again, and we all feel that we can start work after building some stoves."
Man Bao asked, "Will you boil the salt?"
Hearing her question, Bai Shan raised his eyebrows, "Is there any other way besides cooking salt?"
Man Bao glanced at him, got up and went back to the room, and after a while brought out a thin book for him, "There are several salt-making methods in it, I flipped through it roughly, and thought that apart from cooking salt, we We can also use the sun-dried salt method, and we cannot do other methods under the current conditions.”
Bai Shan took it, and found that it was a book without a beginning and a tail. It should be a book that had been torn off a lot of paper. He was not surprised by this situation. Head and tail, and things in the middle will be lost.
He raised his head and looked around, and saw the village chief himself busy in the kitchen, while Master Song was sulking behind the fence, County Captain Dong was talking to him in a low voice, no one paid attention to them except Daji.
Bai Shan lowered his voice and asked, "Is this from my little father-in-law?"
Man Bao didn't nod, but he didn't shake his head in denial either.
Bai Shan then sighed, "Little father-in-law is really kind to me."
Man Bao ignored him and said, "You should take a look first. Some of the above words are not clear, and I don't know if Beihai County is suitable for you. You should try it first."
Bai Shan nodded.
I just opened the book in the yard and it seems that although it is broad daylight, the room is still very dark, so it is better to be refreshed in the yard.
He was so upright, naturally no one would join in the fun and ask him what books he was reading, Master Song was worried about other things, so he didn't come to him.
Bai Shan thought about it all night, and the next day he called the village head excitedly: "Let the young and strong take hoes and shovels, and we will try to build a salt field today."
The village chief was stunned and said: "My lord, we haven't cut firewood yet, we have to cut firewood and come back to dry it..."
Bai Shan said excitedly: "We don't need to cook salt anymore, I have come up with a new way to make salt, let's try this one first."
The village chief's lips trembled, and he was speechless for a while.
Master Song, who came over, was also stunned, and then his eyes lit up, and he immediately became excited, and asked, "Magistrate Bai, you just said that you want to try a new method of making salt instead of boiling salt?"
Bai Shan smiled slightly: "Didn't Master Song say today that there are not many trees around here, and there is not enough firewood?"
"I thought about it, and I think what you said makes sense. Mountains and forests are also the property of the imperial court. You can't just cut down and destroy other living things just to cook salt," he said, "so I plan to change to a salt-making method."
The village head quickly said: "My lord, we don't have to cut down the trees nearby. We can go to a farther place to cut down."
In this endless mountain forest, is it still afraid that there will be no trees
Hearing this, Master Song turned his head and scolded him, "Are all the mountains and forests in the world belong to your Xiaowa Village? The trees around here are fine, but if you also cut them in far away places, it will cause conflicts and troubles." If there is a dispute, can you afford these losses?"
The village chief's clumsy speech, coupled with the natural suppression of the other party's status, he couldn't reply at all, so he could only look anxiously at Bai Shan, "My lord, we will plant the trees according to the rules after we cut down the trees, and we will definitely not destroy the forest."
Before Bai Shan could speak, Master Song continued: "You sound nice. It takes ten years to grow a tree and a hundred years to grow people. It takes only a short time for you to cut down a tree, but it takes at least ten years for a tree to grow, or even a few years. In a longer period of time, you spend so much firewood cooking salt, can you keep up with replanting?"
The village chief blushed and said, "There are also many trees cut down in Longchi..."
"Can you compare with Longchi? How many years has the salt field in Longchi been, and do you know how much salt can be boiled for the court every year?"
The village chief's face was purple, he lowered his head and said nothing.
Bai Shan said slowly: "What are you arguing about? This method I just found out from a book is an excellent method. We don't use firewood this time, but use the sun to dry it."
He shook his head and said, "If you want to talk about the most yang thing in the world, the sun in the sky can't compare it, so I think the salt dried by the sun must be better than the salt boiled."
The village chief was about to cry, it was unreliable to hear this, he was also simple, and said directly: "My lord, this sun is so powerful, it can't cook rice into rice, this boils sea water to make salt , can only rely on firewood."
Bai Shan said, "This county is the county magistrate of Beihai County, so there are indeed many things to consider. You can't destroy the mountains and forests just to cook salt, so I must try this method."
The village head said: "Then what if it doesn't work?"
Bai Shandao: "Try once if it doesn't work, try twice, if it doesn't dry out in one year, then dry it out for two years, that's all right, tell the Venerable Venerable Master to come with me to build the salt field, there is no need to build the stove."
Seeing the village head's pale face, Bai Shan said to him, "Don't worry, the wages that the yamen should give you will not be small, twelve cash per day, and you will be given the same treatment as the Longchi Salt Farm."
Director Song opened his mouth to object, but when he thought that Bai Shan had changed his mind so easily, he choked back again, fearing that he would think about boiling salt again.
Director Song still couldn't believe it, but Bai Shan took people to the beach, walked around, and finally chose a place to collect the sand on the beach and dig out the salt field.
And the salt field in the distance was left alone like this.