In ancient times, people did not regard natural salt as salt, but called it brine. The salt obtained by pouring the brine and boiling it is called brine coarse salt. In the Northern Song Dynasty, although the sea salt drying method appeared in the coastal generation, due to technical reasons, the effect was not very good, and it was laborious. Therefore, the green salt with very few impurities and good taste was fired into sky-high prices. The price is about five hundred words.
In this year and month when you can buy a bucket of rice for three cents, five hundred cents is definitely a sky-high price, which is why salt is more expensive than life.
Although most of the descriptions of Ximen Qing in history have focused on lust, lust, sinister and cunning, how can he be a stupid man if he is a downright rich man who can make a fortune quickly on his own
He knew very well that if Wuhan University really had a method of making salt, then money would soon be rolling in.
With a green light in Ximen Qing's eyes, he stared at Wuhan University unblinkingly, for fear that the University would say "no".
As a high-achieving science student, salt making is not an easy task for Wuhan University
Wu Da smiled faintly, nodded slightly, hiding his merit and fame deeply.
Ximen was overjoyed and called the prince to bring a jar of coarse salt, and dragged Wu Da straight to the backyard.
There was a stone mill in the backyard, and Wuhan University wouldn't use this thing. When Ximen Qing rolled up his sleeves and wanted to go to battle in person, Wuhan University beckoned and called the prince who was heading over.
Ximen Qing cast a glance at Wang Po, then stopped talking.
But Wu Da did not care: "The method of making salt is just a trail. Why should my brothers make such a fuss? Besides, Wang Po is also an acquaintance, so let's make money together!"
He didn't even care about the method of making salt, Ximen was pleased and convinced, and Wang Po was even more overjoyed.
Wu Da poured the coarse salt into the stone mill to rub his eyes, Wang Po shook the stone mill and turned it around. The salt powder quickly overflowed from the edge of the stone mill. Wu Da put the salt powder into the wooden bucket, added water, stirred with a wooden stick, and let the salt divide. Fully melt into the water, when the solution is saturated, pour it into another wooden bucket covered with two layers of linen cloth that the king's wife brought.
After a while, the linen was covered with impurities.
But at this time, there were still many impurities in the salt water, and Wang Po ordered to wash the linen cloth, filter it again several times, and then pour the solution into the pot.
Wang Po made a fire, and the solution in the pot quickly boiled.
"Can it be done?" Ximen Qing asked tremblingly.
Wu Da, holding his arms, glared at Ximen Qing and said, "Can it be'can'? Delete the word'?', okay? The salt I made is no different than green salt!"
Ximen Qing shivered, and Wu Da wickedly cast a glance at his crotch, thinking, is this excitement venting
After half an hour, the water in the pot gradually evaporated, leaving a thick blue-colored hard shell at the bottom of the pot.
Before Wu Da could do anything, Ximen Qing had already broken off a large piece and threw it into his mouth, his salty face twitched, and he was not willing to vomit. This is not salt, it is all silver!
Ximen Qing looked at Wuhan University with excitement on his face. Wu University sneered and said, "Don't you have silver in your hand? Buy a large amount of coarse salt from the market, and let Wang Po to refine it. Wang Po, did you just learn it?"
Wang Po nodded as if pounding garlic, Wu Da yawned, and said, "Okay, I will give you all the sesame cakes. I'm going back to sleep."
Ximen Qing was anxious, and pulled Wu Da eagerly to ask: "Brother, how do you divide the money? You have to give a charter!"
Wu Da shook off Ximen Qing's arm, and said disdainfully: "These are all small money, I don't like it, I will take you to make a fortune in the future!"
Ximen Qing was shocked again and was speechless.
In the end, Ximenqing decided to give 50% of the net profit to Wuhan University. He took 40% and Wang Po 10%.
This was only distributed under the strong request of Wuhan University. According to Ximen Qing's original intention, it was to be distributed to Wuhan University 70%.
Can the sinister and cunning black-bellied man Ximen Qing be so generous? Believe in you to have a ghost! The peddling of this refined salt is completely controlled by Ximenqing. Neither Wu Da nor Wang Po have the ability to sell. Let’s not say that only Ximen Qing knows the specific amount of this profit. Even if he really gave Wu Da 50% of the profit, it would be him. I want to hug Wu Da's thick thighs, hoping to make a fortune with Wu Da in the future.
To be honest, Wuhan University is a little contemptuous of Ximen Qingzhi and his ilk. Salt making is just a trail. You can't find North for a small amount of money. Smell, you want to hook up with my wife because of this talent? Go ahead and make your dream of spring and autumn! Others only know to scold Xi Men Qing and kill him soon. Who knows that this is the next best policy. The real best policy is to directly accept Xi Men Qing as a younger brother, so that he is willing to make money for us is justified!
Going home leisurely, and molested her beautiful wife Jin Lian by the way, and Wu Da fell asleep soundly.
In the next few days, a large amount of coarse salt entered Wang Po's backyard, and Wang Po's tea shop was not open, and she was thinking about making salt. Wuhan University once suggested changing places. He didn't want Ximenqing to meet Jinlian, his beautiful wife, but Ximenqing was afraid of accidents. Besides, Wangpo was close to Wuhan University, so he could take care of everything and he did not want to relocate. Wuhan University had no choice but to let it go.
On this day, Wu Da was lying dozing off on the recliner in the backyard of the Wang Po, and every time he gave instructions to the Wang Po how to make salt, he was just like the vulgar appearance of the landlord’s old wealth.
Wu University is in a very good mood. Ximen Qing has become his partner, and there are even faint signs of being a dog. Wang Po, an old witch, is even more unbearable. If she is a few dozen years younger, she will probably dedicate her life. , And Wu Da also found that he seems to have grown taller again, is it possible that he can grow seven feet tall in the future, and Yushu will not be able to reach the wind? Isn't it a matter of grasping to win Pan Jinlian? There is also the stunning beauty Er Hu Sanniang who is nicknamed "Yizhangqing", can we also try to hook up
Wu Da was immersed in his own beautiful fantasy and could not extricate himself from it. At this moment, the street suddenly noisy with gongs and drums, and firecrackers rang:
"Wu Song, the second oldest martial artist in Qinghe County, beat the white-fronted tiger to death with his bare hands to eliminate harm for the people. The prefect gave me the capital of Yanggu County..."
Tiger Fighting Hero Wu Song
The Wuhan University jumped up with a "jerk".
Wu Song, Jingyanggang fights tigers, Happy Lin Zui fights Jiangmenshen, after blood splashes on the mandarin ducks, he changed to dress up as Buddha. The people in the rivers and lakes are called "Wu Songs", the 14th hero of Liangshan, that's a famous big man!
Most importantly, he is Wu Dalang's real brother.
Wuhan University was caught in a battle between heaven and man.
According to common sense, Wu Da traversed Wu Dalang. It should be based on his blood relationship with Wu Song to hug Liangshan’s thick thigh, happily enmity and fight against the deer in the world, but as a five-good young man who read the Water Margin, Wu Da’s heart In Erqing, one hundred and eight heroes in Liangshan, under the leadership of Song Jiang, who is known as "Timely Rain", will eventually go to extinction. Wu Da never hopes that he will have to live again but will not end well.
Wu Da's complexion changed drastically, and finally he sighed, looking for Wu Song!
"It doesn't matter if we are short. We can grow taller in the future. If we are greedy and fearful of life after rebirth, then even eight feet tall is only a third-class disability!"
When Wu Da walked on the street, I saw a handsome, eight-foot-long, sturdy man with a sturdy waist, laughing and holding his fists and saluting the surrounding neighborhoods. Wu Da walked forward in two steps and shouted:
"Wu Dutou, you made a fortune today, but you still recognize a certain family!?"