Chapter 2878

Man Bao doesn't have the idea of eating minced meat. He also knows that their situation is limited. Therefore, he said: "if you can reduce the exposure to cold water, you can reduce it. Everyone knows that women can't touch cold water when they are in confinement, but in fact, cold prone women should try to contact cold water in their life, not to mention soaking in the sea like you."

She said, "if it's far away, I'll just ask you a recent question. How old is the oldest woman in your village? It doesn't go to the sea, but how old are the longevity women who go to the ground?"

"They must live longer than you, and when they are old, they generally suffer less than you."

As soon as the women listened, they stopped talking. People living by the sea envied the people on the land inside. They felt that they had fields and land, and were naturally better off than them.

Many fishermen's families wish to make more money by fishing. In the future, they will go to the land to buy some better fields. Since then, they have left the beach and will never fish again.

Man Bao looks better when he sees them listening to advice.

People in the village basically suffer from illness, so they can't see it on the surface, but there are not many problems, especially they are still hungry and cold, and there are more problems.

When Bai Shan came back, Zhou man only saw half of the people.

With an excited face, the village head greeted everyone to prepare lunch for them. Man Bao also ended his work and had a rest. He looked at the excited village head and master song's book, who didn't look very good. He turned his head and asked Bai Shan, "what's the matter?"

Bai Shandao: "I have decided to restart the new salt farm here. Today we went to see it again. We all think we can start work by building some more stoves."

Man Bao asked, "do you cook salt?"

Bai Shan listened to her question and raised his eyebrows. "Is there any other way besides boiling salt?"

Man Bao looked at him, got up and went back to the house. Soon he took out a thin book and gave it to him. "There are several salt making methods in it. I roughly turned it over. I think we can use the salt drying method in addition to the salt boiling method. We can't do other methods at present."

Bai Shan took over and found that it was a book without a head and tail. It should be a book with a lot of paper torn off. He was not surprised at this situation. Sometimes man Bao took out the book like this. He would lose not only the head and tail, but also the middle part.

He looked around and saw that the village head was busy in the kitchen, while master song was sulking behind the wall. County magistrate Dong lowered his voice and said something to him. No one paid attention to them except Daji.

Bai Shan lowered his voice and asked, "this is from my little father-in-law?"

Man Bao didn't nod, but he didn't shake his head to deny it.

Bai Shan sighed, "my little father-in-law is very kind to me."

Man Bao ignored him and said, "take a look first. Some of the above words are not clear, and I don't know whether Beihai county is suitable or not. Try it first."

Bai Shan nodded.

I opened the book in the yard. It seemed that although it was in broad daylight, the room was still very dark. It was better to be refreshing in the yard.

He was so aboveboard that naturally no one would join the fun and ask him what book he was reading. Master song was worried about other things, so he didn't come along.

Bai Shan thought about it all night. The next day, he called the village head excitedly and said, "let the young people take hoes, shovels and other things. Let's try to build a salt field today."

The village head said, "Sir, we haven't cut firewood yet. We have to cut firewood and come back to dry..."

Bai Shan said excitedly, "we don't need to cook salt. I've come up with a new salt making method. Let's try this one first."

The village head's lips shook and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Song Zhushu, who came by, was stunned. Then his eyes lit up and immediately got excited. He leaned up and asked, "Bai county magistrate, you just said you wanted to try a new salt making method instead of boiling salt?"

Bai Shan smiled and said, "didn't master song say that there aren't many trees around here and there isn't enough firewood?"

"After thinking about it, I think what you said is reasonable. The mountains and forests are also the property of the imperial court. We can't wantonly cut down trees and destroy other creatures in order to cook salt," he said, "so I'm going to change a salt making method."

The village head hurriedly said, "Sir, we don't have to cut down the trees nearby. We can go far away."

Are you afraid there are no trees in this continuous mountain forest?

Upon hearing the speech, master song turned to scold him, "do you think all the mountains and forests in the world belong to your Xiaowa village? Even if the trees around here are felled, if you are far away, there will be contradictions and disputes. Can you afford to compensate for these losses? "

The village head was clumsy. Coupled with the natural suppression of the other party's identity, he couldn't answer at all. He had to look anxiously at Bai Shan, "Sir, if we cut down the tree, we will plant the tree species according to the rules, and we will not destroy the mountain forest."

Before Bai Shan spoke, master song continued, "you're right. Trees take ten years and people a hundred years. You can cut a tree for a while, but it takes at least ten years or even longer to grow. It takes so much firewood for you to cook salt. Can you keep up with it?"

The village head blushed and said, "many trees have been cut down over the dragon pool..."

"Can you compare with Longchi? How many years has the salt field in Longchi boiled for the imperial court every year? Do you know how much salt it can cook for the imperial court? "

The village head's face was purplish red. He bowed his head and stopped talking.

Bai Shan said slowly, "what's the noise? My method is an excellent method just found out from the book. We don't need firewood this time, but use the sun to dry it."

He shook his head and said, "if you want to say that the most sunny thing in the world is not the sun in the sky, I think the salt baked by the sun will be better than the boiled salt."

The village head was about to cry. When he heard this, it was unreliable. He was also simple and said directly: "Sir, the sun is so powerful that it can't cook rice into rice. It can only rely on firewood to cook salt from seawater."

Bai Shan said, "this county is the magistrate of Beihai county. We really have to consider a lot. We can't destroy the mountains and forests in order to cook salt, so I must try this method."

The village head said, "what if you can't try?"

Bai Shan said, "if you don't succeed in one trial, try twice. If you can't dry it in one year, you can dry it for two years. All right, ask the master to go with me to get the salt field. There's no need to build the stove."

Seeing the village head's pale face, Bai Shan said to him, "don't worry, the Yamen should pay you no less. Twelve Wen a day, according to the treatment of Longchi salt farm."

Master song opened his mouth to object, but when he thought that Bai Shanhao was easy to change his mind, he choked back for fear that he might think of boiling salt again.

Master song still couldn't believe it, but Bai Shan took people to the beach, walked and stopped everywhere, and finally chose a place to gather the sand on the beach and dig out the salt field.

The salt field in the distance was left alone.