Chapter 1117 Official Salt

  Jian Wuzhong also went to Qingzhou as he wished, and entered Qingzhou Bookstore to work. His grades were the best, and he also performed the best when he was an intern at Luoyang Bookstore.

   So good that the manager of Luoyang Bookstore wanted to keep him.

  But fate is, even if it is a good seedling, it is not something he can keep if he wants to. Originally, I wanted to find him a bookstore nearby so that I could return to Luoyang in the future.

  But Jian Wuzhong insisted on going to Qingzhou, and the steward could only obey his wish.

  Before leaving the house, Jian Wuzhong said to his younger brothers and sisters: "I will go to Qingzhou with the team escorting the typefaces, and I will only take two hundred Wen as travel expenses, and the rest of the settling expenses and travel expenses will be left to you."

"I have entrusted our family's land to plantation. Now there is no shortage of land for everyone. The only thing is not to waste it. The salary is two hundred catties of grain a year. I have calculated it. Adding my salary, it is enough for you Live." He said: "When I am not at home, you should study hard, if you are smart, go to the fifth year, and then go to the official examination, if you are still smart, then study for a few more years, and then go to the recruitment examination , to serve the general."

  Three children younger than him complied, and reluctantly sent him to the door.

Jian Wuzhong said: "Don't worry about me, the bookstore is owned by the general, and the county magistrate of Qingzhou is the governor of Zhao County. It must be safe and your life will be easy. I am also at ease when you are in the capital. If you have anything to do, go to the gentlemen, otherwise there will be trouble." What about the county government?"

  Although they are a group of children, they have also experienced life and death. They have experienced many difficult days, so they trust each other's abilities.

  They could survive the situation back then. Now that the country is stable and protected by the general, what danger is there?

   It's just that I miss it in my heart, and still have a lot of reluctance.

  Looking at the three younger siblings, Jian Wuzhong felt a little remorse in his heart, perhaps he shouldn't have gone so far away in Qingzhou.

   "Brother, don't worry," the eldest sister Jian Jiruo said, "I will definitely take good care of my brothers and sisters."

  Jian Wuzhong patted her head and said, "Write to me if you have something to say."

   Jian Jiruo nodded fiercely.

  Jian Wuzhong was reused as soon as he arrived at Qingzhou Bookstore. Because of his strong ability, he was directly elected as the leader of the correction team, with a monthly salary of 1,000 Wen.

  Zhao Kuan not only had people build a bookstore and a paper workshop, but also built several rows of houses nearby for the craftsmen to live in.

  There is a room for two people, and Jian Wuzhong and another person share a room. There is also a desk inside. Although it is simple, it is just used for studying. It is really his dream room.

  Jian Wuzhong was immersed in work and study, and it took a while to realize that not only the artisans of the bookstore lived here, but also other artisans.

His roommate said: "You just discovered that those other people are very good. I heard that they are very good at arithmetic. Together with the group of salt workers, they have to meet with many stewards every day. People from outside often come to look for them." Every time they come, they will bring delicious food, or go out to eat."

   "I'm really envious, if only I had that ability."

   Jian Wuzhong's focus is different: "Salt drying? Is there a salt well in Qingzhou?"

   "It's not a salt well, it's sea salt," said the roommate, "I've inquired about it. Qingzhou is close to the sea, and some places have high sea salt content, so you can dry out salt, which is faster and more abundant than boiling salt in a salt well."

"By the way, people who live in the same row have come to me and asked me to discuss with you about getting a small kitchen in the yard. I am so hungry after coming back from work every day. We are all growing taller, so we want to be together. Let's chip in to buy some rice, noodles, oil and salt, and cook some meals together when we come back at night."

  The people living in their row are all students from Luoyang Academy. The oldest is fifteen years old, and the youngest is twelve years old.

  Bookstore cafeteria eats twice a day, they simply can't stand it.

  In the past, they must have endured it and passed it. After all, they don’t make money.

  But now they have a monthly salary. No matter how frugal they are, they still can’t help but want to eat a little more. It’s really uncomfortable to be hungry at night.

Seeing Jian Wuzhong drooping his eyes and saying nothing, the roommate leaned over and said, "I know you have a family to raise, don't worry, we don't eat extravagant things, we mix white flour, wheat bran and soybean flour every night. Just cook a soup or knead a cake, add two drops of soybean oil, and a little salt to make your stomach less hungry."

   "The main reason is that I was too hungry and couldn't sleep at night. I had to go to the bookstore to work early in the morning."

  Jian Wuzhong asked the current price of rice noodles, and then asked, "Salt is expensive, how much is it?"

   "Don't worry, Qingzhou produces salt. I've asked about it. It's much cheaper than Luoyang." He found a small bowl and said, "Such a bowl of salt only costs fourteen renminbi."

  Jian Wuzhong's eyes lit up when he heard the words, "Really?"

   "Is there still a fake?" The roommate said: "We not only asked the salt drying workers in front, but also went to see it. Six renminbi can probably buy so much."

  He made gestures in the bowl and said, "Eat sparingly, six renminbi of salt is enough to feed a family of three for half a year."

  Jian Wuzhong calculated his wages and said: "The salt in Qingzhou is so cheap, can I buy some trustees and send it back to Luoyang with the money?"

"No need, I have asked. I heard that from next month, all salt will be bought from shops designated by the county government. The prices in all counties will be the same. At that time, the price of salt in Luoyang will also be the same. so tall."

  Jian Wuzhong: "The general wants official salt?"

   "That's right," the roommate laughed and said, "With a general in charge of salt, I won't be afraid of the soaring price of salt, and I won't be able to afford salt anymore."

When the price of salt rose, it was even more crazy than the price of food. In the past two years, there was a shortage of food and salt in Luoyang, and it directly soared to ten renminbi for only a handful of salt. If you spend two renminbi to buy salt, you can only buy one finger Sewing money.

  Jian Wuzhong looked out and vowed secretly that he must do a good job in the bookstore, then walk out of the bookstore, go to the Qingzhou Yamen, and then go to the salt field to serve the general!

  County governments all over the country have prepared official salt for sale.

  Each county will open a separate window to provide official salt to grocery stores and peddlers in the county. They need to register with the county government, and the amount of salt bought each time will be recorded.

  The county government has limited the salt price range, and they can only sell salt within that range. Not only will they be fined if the price is higher than this price, but they will also be fined if it is lower than this price.

  Because, the base price for selling official salt to them is placed here. Selling salt below this price is basically a loss-making business.

  They have to ensure the circulation of official salt in the market, and the best way is to use the price range to squeeze the living space of private salt.

  All places have been preparing since the day the seal was opened on the eighth day of the lunar new year, and they are all ready now. Where there is a shortage of salt, sea salt from Qingzhou and Gwangju has already been shipped.

   Where there is no shortage of salt, Zhao Hanzhang also sent troops and censors to ensure the salt production of salt wells and salt lakes, making sure that they are all in the hands of the court.

  From the first day of March, official salt is officially sold, and the price of salt across the country is unified, and private salt with erratic prices is directly banned.

See you tomorrow

  

  

  (end of this chapter)