At that time, the conversation between Bai Shan and Mr. Song had spread outside, and now the prestige of the Song family has been greatly affected. Even if he has gone through the door of Governor Guo, unless Bai Shan can be pushed out of Beihai County by him, the Song family will always be ruled by Bai Shan. Press one head.
County magistrate Lu was very complicated, and he was a little happy, "It really is a fearsome young generation."
It is much better than him planning for two years before daring to make a move, and losing if he makes a move.
Magistrate Lu almost shed tears of excitement and sadness.
Governor Guo was not in his good mood. He sent someone to Beihai County again, "Check carefully to see if Bai Shan is really not in the county government."
Bai Shan was really not in the county government office, since he was going to play, he had to do it more realistically, so he went to the countryside the next day.
It's just that the busy farming season is over now, and the crops are growing well. It seems that he doesn't need to go to the countryside, so he thought about it and decided to go to Longchi.
He stood by the seaside of Longchi and looked out, and asked Zhao Ming, who accompanied him, "Where is Laizhou?"
"yes."
Bai Shan nodded slightly, looked up and saw that there were only a few boats on the bay, so he asked, "Have you ever been to the ferry in Laizhou?"
Zhao Ming shook his head, "I haven't been there, but Fang Xiancheng is from Laizhou, so he should have been there."
"I don't know how the ferry in Laizhou compares with ours..."
Zhao Ming couldn't answer the words, he felt that the words were dangerous, did your lord want to build a ferry in Longchi and snatch the merchant ships from Laizhou
Bai Shan looked back at the old salt field not far away, narrowing his eyes slightly, "The salt field over there is good, but the old salt field here is no longer necessary, we have to change our livelihood."
Zhao Ming was silent.
Bai Shan then walked along the coast of Longchi, walked for three days, walked around the nearby terrain and villages, then turned around and went to Dajiawa to see the new saltworks.
Zhou Liwei hired many people to drive out many salt fields, and he calculated the time for each field to dry the salt. Although it was very hard at first, he lost his hair every night looking at the recorded data and the drawn salt fields, but after he became proficient It's much easier.
Sometimes he just doesn't go to the salt fields to check the situation, but he knows which salt fields are ready to collect salt soon by looking at the pictures he drew and the data he wrote down.
Now the salt farm basically produces salt every day.
When Bai Shan arrived, Zhou Liwei was digging a ditch with his men.
He intends to dig the ravine all the way to the first row of salt fields to be dried, and the seawater that has been dried once will enter the second salt field in turn, and then enter the third block after being sieved...
The re-harvested salt is ready to use.
According to the book given by Bai Shan and Zhou Man, in fact, there is another way to process the dried salt, which is to rub the salt, add water, filter it, and then dry it in the sun. The salt that comes out is white and fine. I have never seen such white and fine salt.
But this is too manpower-intensive and time-consuming, and it cannot be roughly dried in the field. After asking Bai Shanhou, they gave up this operation, thinking that it is unnecessary to put manpower on it now.
Zhou Liwei wore a bamboo hat on his head, and his trousers were rolled up to his knees. It might be too hot. He was too lazy to wear a long robe, so he just wore short hexagrams. He was digging the soil with a hoe in his hand. When Bai Shan arrived, the villagers called him twice. He raised his head with sweat on his face.
Bai Shan looked at his flushed face and asked, "Are you suffering from heat stroke?"
Zhou Liwei wiped the sweat off his face and shook his head, "No? I think it's fine."
Bai Shan frowned and beckoned him to come up.
Zhou Liwei put the hoe to the side, and was about to jump up when he raised his foot, but he staggered and fell backward...
Bai Shan grabbed his arm quickly with his eyes and hands, and was taken a step forward. Daji grabbed him when he was about to fall.
Daji grabbed Bai Shan with one hand, and Zhou Liwei with the other, pulling him up at once.
Zhou Liwei only felt a daze in front of his eyes, and then he sat on the ground again.
Bai Shan poured out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth, preventing him from swallowing it, "Hold it."
A strange smell rushed from his tongue to his head, Zhou Liwei regained his energy, and asked with a bitter face, "What is this?"
"Xiaoshu Pills, the pills made by your sister-in-law," Bai Shan asked gloatingly, "Is the effect good?"
Zhou Liwei was speechless.
Bai Shan had already said to Zhao Ming: "Let everyone call it a day, it's still too early, let them come back in next year."
Zhou Liwei stared, "Which family only starts work in the next year?"
Bai Shandao: "Now that the sun is shining like this, who cares if people show good or bad results? You hour is just right, and it will take an hour to get dark. It's enough."
Bai Shan insisted, Zhou Liwei could only obey.
The villagers cheered and went home with hoes, baskets and shovels.
They didn't come to dig ditches for military service, but as hired labor. Zhou Liwei paid them the same wages as the wages paid to the long-term workers in the saltworks, which was much better than fishing.
Although it is very sunny, they don't think it is very hard, because going out to sea also needs to bask in the sun, which is even more dangerous, and people will die if they are not careful.
It is much safer to dig ditches on dry land, and Zhou Liwei also includes food.
In the past two months, they have eaten the most rice noodles in history.
After dismissing the villagers, Bai Shan helped Zhou Liwei back to the house.
They built a row of houses at the foot of the mountain, near the salt fields, and now they mainly employ the villagers of Xiaowa Village, so the houses are mainly occupied by the soldiers of the inspector Luo and Zhou Liwei.
His wife, Lan Xin, is also here.
When they came back with Zhou Liwei supported, Lan Xin was mending clothes in the room. When she heard the noise, she came out to see it, and immediately went up to her, "Little uncle, you are here."
Seeing that Zhou Liwei's expression was not right, he was a little anxious, "What's wrong with you?"
Bai Shan said to him: "He's suffering from heat stroke, is there any boiled water at home? Warm some up for him to drink."
Lan Xin said: "Yes."
Lan Xin immediately went to the kitchen to fetch water.
Bai Shan helped Zhou Liwei go in, Daji poured a basin of cold water in, and twisted a towel for him.
Zhou Liwei put it on his face and added the pill pressed under his tongue, and his dizzy head felt much clearer.
When he regained his strength, Bai Shan looked him up and down, shook his head and said, "It's only been a while, why did you become so black, let your sister-in-law see it, and think I've wronged you, don't be so Desperate, even work should be combined with work and rest, we don't need to become fat with one bite."
Zhou Liwei: "... Didn't you say that the county government has no money, so you just wait for the official salt to be sold?"
"Yes, but life is more important than money, and we have a lot of official salt in stock now."
Bai Shansu has always cherished his life, even if he is busy, he has always controlled it to a certain degree, and will never harm his body.
In this respect, Zhou Man is very similar to him. Except for a few special occasions, the two of them basically do not overdraw their bodies.
Especially Bai Shan, so he always gave people the feeling that he did everything slowly, and Zhou Liwei was a little anxious when he saw it.
So he wisely changed the subject and asked Bai Shan: "Do you need official salt? Are you going to transport it to the county seat?"
"No need," Bai Shan said, "It's not time yet, so keep putting it in the warehouse. I just... have nothing to do in the county office, so I came to see you."
Zhou Liwei stared: "Is it so easy to be a county magistrate?"