Just when Cheng Sanlang knew that the father-in-law was going to kick him and Li Ke to Qingzhou, Cheng Chubi had already started planning this matter.

The Han and Tang dynasties have already brandished the money bags in their hands and began to search and purchase wantonly, and there are large areas of offshore saline-alkali land suitable for sun-drying and salt-making.

The team of hundreds of people led by Li Ke, the governor of Qingzhou, passed through Dengzhou.

Instead of entering the city, they continued to rush towards the coastline about 20 miles east of Dengzhou.

Now, a group of dudes who had been on the road for days couldn't stand it anymore, Li Qi hurried to Cheng Chubi's side and complained.

"Brother Chu Bi, we have already arrived in Dengzhou, why don't we hurry to Dengzhou city to freshen up and have a delicious meal, why come here?"

"It's only twenty miles away, Cheng, I will take you to see a new gadget, and by the way, I will give a few brothers a chance to get credit for it."

"What is rubbing, Brother Chu Bi, what kind of novelty is it? Is it a treasure similar to Feilei Pao?"

"Hehe, that's wrong, my brother wants to take you to the saltworks set up by our Hantang Commercial Company here, so that you can experience the new method of making table salt.

Brothers hurried on their way, trying to rush back to Dengzhou City to have a sumptuous dinner after their busy work. "

This brother Chu Bi, who always likes to be secretive, only leaked pitifully little information, but a group of brothers can take it easy, after all, they have all come.

Just go and see it, if it's really what Cheng Sanlang said, it's not impossible to get some credit.

A group of people continued to ride horses and struggle forward, and on the coast in the direction they were heading, at this moment, there were dozens of workers wearing bamboo hats.

Working there, with something like a spikeless extra-wide rake, working in those shallow, spaced pools that still have water and white stuff in them.

At this moment, Cheng Kun, whose face was already red and black from the sun, was wearing a bamboo hat, squatting next to the salt field, and was whispering to an old man.

The old man's expression was obviously a little excited, and he reached into the salt field from time to time to squeeze a handful.

He picked up some mixture of white flowers and water, put it under his nose and smelled it, and let go of his hand reluctantly, letting them slide down from his fingertips.

"How about it, old man Li, how is this salt better than the salt you boiled before?"

Old man Li flicked the salt water from his hand, then got it on the skin of his mouth to get it on his lips, frowning and smacking his mouth for a long time before he said in a deep voice.

"It's not the same, but your method of making salt is simply fishing for money in the sea, like a business without capital."

"It's not you, it's us..." Cheng Kun chuckled, and slapped the old man Li heavily.

These words made Old Man Li twitch his brows, and nodded to Cheng Kun again and again. "What the manager said is very true, it is our method of making salt..."

As soon as the words fell, he heard dense hoofbeats in the distance. Cheng Kun stood up and looked into the distance.

After a short time, I saw the horizon in the distance, and a group of knights appeared, galloping towards this side.

"Who is it? Someone wants to rob our saltworks, right?"

The old man Li's complexion couldn't help but trembled subconsciously. While speaking, he turned his head subconsciously, and looked towards the hill-like salt mountain not far away.

There was nearly ten days' worth of salt production piled up there. In the eyes of Old Man Li, that mountain of salt was a mountain of wealth.

Hearing this, Cheng Kun was immediately happy.

"Old man Li, what are you talking about, within the borders of the Tang Dynasty, you want to make an idea of ​​Hantang Commercial Bank? Hehe... who would dare?!"

Cheng Kun, who has been in Dengzhou for some time, is very aware of all kinds of dirty things that often happen between those salt heads and salt merchants.

However, that was in the past, and now, since Hantang Commercial Bank has intervened in this industry, it must be prepared.

In addition, the background of the Hantang Commercial Bank is so amazing that the only people who dare to attack the Hantang Commercial Bank's industry are desperate lunatics.

As the group of knights got closer and closer, Cheng Kun couldn't help showing a happy face, and hurried to meet them there.

"Let's go, shopkeeper Li, follow Cheng to see my third son, hey, His Royal Highness King Qi is here too..."

As soon as these words came out, he had just heard Cheng Kun's words, and the old man Li who had just relaxed heard them.

All of a sudden, his legs went limp, and he sat down on the ground, unable to move.

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When Cheng Sanlang led a group of Wu Xun disciples to the vicinity of the test site where the Han and Tang Commercial Bank had begun trial production of sun-dried salt.

As far as the eye can see, there are all squares, some like pools, and some like white pits soaked in lime.

It has been extending to farther places, as if there is no end, it is extraordinarily spectacular. The most curious thing is.

At a high place some distance away from those square grids, there is an exceptionally white and crystal-clear hill, which looks extraordinarily dazzling.

And in those pools, there are workers, holding long poles, tinkering back and forth in those pools.

"Brother Chu Bi, is this the salt field you mentioned?"

At this moment, Fang Jun wiped the stinky sweat from his forehead, and looked at these squares with a dazed expression.

The expression is like a money fan who was tricked by a crooked man and snake into a poor area as a slave coolie.

"It doesn't look like a salt farm at all. Except for the square grids, I don't even see a stove..."

As a member of the Yaomozi trio, Fang Jun had seen the local well salt production in Luzhou, so he naturally knew some knowledge about the production.

But near the coastline of Yimapingchuan, not to mention the pots and stoves for boiling salt, there is not even a thatched shed for stacking firewood or coal.

Seeing this group of guys started chattering, Cheng Chubi bulged his eyes unwillingly and shouted.

"Brothers~lightnovelpub.net~ don't make any noise, people have already come over there, and you will understand after a while what the new salt-making method is."

At this time, Cheng Kun had already cheerfully rushed up to him, and said after saluting to Cheng Sanlang and the others.

"Third Young Master, why did you come so early? I originally thought that you would have to wait another three or five days to arrive."

Cheng Chubi got off his horse, laughed at this Cheng family member, continued to look in the direction of Yantian and said.

"I have received the news you sent before, and I naturally hope to see your results earlier."

"So today I specially invite His Highness and a group of shareholders to come together..."

"The villain understands, His Highness and you young masters, since we want to see the results, then let's go directly to Yanshan."

Following the pointing of Cheng Kun's big hand, pairs of eyes all focused on the snow-white hill...