He Mingde actually didn't really understand this and could only force a smile, "Then uncle would like to congratulate you on making a fortune." This was not a compliment. He Mingde knew that if Xiang Yang really set up the salt factory, he could make a fortune. He was now afraid that Xiang Yang would not go out to sea if the salt factory made money.
Afterwards, He Mingde chatted with Xiang Yang for a few more words and left in a hurry. Feeling a sense of urgency, he decided to purchase fruits and vegetables immediately to urge Xiang Yang to go out to sea again. In this way, even if Xiang Yang really quit in the future, he could still earn a little more during this period of time. When Xiang Yang really quits in the future, he could directly pay Xiang Yang to buy the remaining shares of the fishing boat, so that Xiang Yang would not sell the shares to someone who knew nothing.
Over the next two days, personnel gradually arrived.
The beach was also contracted by Xiang Yang.
Xiang Yang did not discuss the matter of setting up a salt factory with his father in advance. By the time his father found out, Xiang Yang had already sent people to dig the salt pond.
Father Xiang stood on the endless beach, looking at the sea water trapped in the salt ponds in a daze. He felt proud but also worried.
Look at the connected salt ponds. Those scenes that he had only seen on TV before now exist in Yanlong Village, and they were all managed by his son.
May the Buddha bless us and make sure the refined salt cannot be sold!
Mazu also prays that Xiang Yang does not encounter any shipwreck when he goes out to sea.
Xiang Yang was leading people to pump water on the beach, that is, pumping seawater into the salt pond, waiting for the sun to naturally dry the salt water, and the sodium chloride dissolved in the seawater crystallized into salt. About 30 kilograms of sea salt can be obtained from one ton of seawater.
Of course, this is not table salt, it's coarse salt.
Although the sun and wind during salt drying are helpful in accelerating the movement of water molecules and can directly cause salt crystals to precipitate, when salt crystallizes from seawater, it is inevitable that it will carry along some mud and impurities. In addition to sodium chloride (salt), seawater also contains magnesium chloride, calcium chloride, etc., which will also mix with the sodium chloride and crystallize together.
However, these impurities have a different temperament than sodium chloride.
Sodium chloride is not hygroscopic, but magnesium chloride and calcium chloride easily absorb water and become damp.
The salt in some people's kitchens becomes wet in rainy weather. It is these impurities that are causing the problem. You can easily tell that the salt you bought is coarse salt.
Crude salt only needs to be recrystallized to obtain refined salt.
Refined salt is very pure sodium chloride, which will remain very dry if stored for a long time.
The whole process can be roughly summarized as pumping seawater into salt fields → obtaining crude salt through wind and sun drying → dissolving, filtering, solidifying and obtaining edible refined salt.
Fatty Zuo followed Xiang Yang closely. His mouth twitched as he watched Xiang Yang pulling cables to mobilize more than ten high-power pumps to pump tons of water into the salt pond. Compared with the scale of Xiang Yang's, his salt-making machine was simply a toy, a model.
Xiang Yang smiled at Fatty Zuo and said, "You don't have to follow me all the time. I won't compete with you for business. I can only extract 60 kilograms of crude salt from one ton of seawater. Although my method saves fuel costs, in fact, I have to take into account the land rent and labor costs. If I sell it as crude salt at 20 cents per kilogram like you, I will lose everything. So my salt can only be sold as refined salt or even health salt. Our target customers do not overlap."
Fatty Zuo wiped his face and glared, "Am I following you because I'm afraid you'll steal my business?"
Xiang Yang said happily: "So you want to steal my business?"
Fatty Zuo is an interesting guy. At first, he was very enthusiastic to follow Xiang Yang. He thought he was going to follow Xiang Yang for sure. But his father refused to give him a place and scolded him, saying, "Look at the old Xiang family kid. He is the same age as you and is now a big boss. You go to work for him and still ask for help from me. Aren't you ashamed?"
Village Chief Zuo's words made Fatty Zuo feel very embarrassed, but he was not shy.
Fatty Zuo gritted his teeth and decided to become a boss himself, so he ran to Xiang Yang. At first, he wanted to learn from Xiang Yang and make health salt to sell.
But Xiang Yang had just obtained the formula of the health salt, and even the master craftsman he hired was still keeping it secret. How could Fatty Zuo have the chance to learn it
So Fatty Zuo had to settle for the next best thing and changed his goal of stealing skills to using coarse salt to filter refined salt.
How could Xiang Yang not know his little tricks
Logically speaking, it would not be a bad idea for Xiang Yang to tell Fatty Zuo the method of extracting refined salt.
But Xiang Yang was aiming for high-end salt from the beginning, and those merchants who purchase high-end salt do not only look at the merchants when they look at the purchasing channels, they look at the entire region.
The image that Fatty Zuo represents when he sells refined salt is not just his own image; he represents the salt industry of the entire Yanlong Village.
Xiang Yang sighed, "Do you know why my uncle Zuo doesn't let you work with me?"
Fatty Zuo curled his lips and said, "He's afraid people will gossip about him."
"Bullshit!" Xiang Yang asked back, "Aren't you a villager of Yanlong Village? If you take away a job opportunity in Yanlong Village, who dares to say a word?"
Fatty Zuo was slightly startled, "Why?"
"Because Uncle Zuo sees the future better than you do. He sees business opportunities." Xiang Yang pointed to the salt ponds on the beach. "How much crude salt do you think I can produce here?"
Fatty Zuo shook his head, "I haven't really calculated this."
"Not only you, but also me, your father, and the salt drying master who is directly responsible for the calculation, none of us have calculated it." Xiang Yang pointed to a flat beach not far away, "Because it is impossible to calculate it. Do you see that beach? In less than two months, there will be a pile of coarse salt like a snow mountain there."
"Pile up into a mountain?" Fatty Zuo was a little confused for a moment. "Aren't you making refined salt? Why are you talking about coarse salt again?"
"I have purchased two sets of equipment for refining refined salt. The salt pond will cover this two-mile-long beach within two months. Do you think I can refine it all? Or do you think I should purchase a few more production lines so that I can sell it in the market?" Xiang Yang asked back.
Fatty Zuo's eyes lit up, "Brother Yang, are you saying that all the coarse salt that you can't use up in the future will belong to me?" Fatty Zuo's breathing became rapid. With the mountains of coarse salt, how much money would he make
"Yes, that's right. I can give you all the coarse salt that I can't use up. I'll only charge you 180 yuan per ton. How about it? Is this price good enough for me?" Xiang Yang asked with a smile.
Fatty Zuo blinked and said, "You want money?"
"You're dreaming of not paying for it?" Xiang Yang rolled his eyes. "Industrial salt can be sold at 0.2 yuan per pound in the wholesale market. Many people want it but don't have the channels. So forget it."
"No, no, Brother Yang, please don't." Fatty Zuo said quickly, "I want it. I want as much as you have. Give me all."