As they talked and walked, they always felt that they didn’t feel the time. Soon, Li Meng and the others arrived in Fengmeng Town. They said it was a town, which was a few hundred families gathered together. Speaking of which, this person was not as many as the Xue family, but Fengmeng Town was located very well. It was a land intersection of Fushan District, Jimo County, Jiaozhou, and Lingshanwei. Moreover, Fengmeng Town was backed by a river, and transportation was much more convenient.

People who do business from all walks of life gather here, either to communicate with each other or to rest halfway. In general, there is a small prosperous scene.

When there were two miles away from this town, Li Meng and his party walked out of the small road and went up the avenue. At this time, there were a lot more people to see. At this time, Li Meng and the others thought about what to do if they met a magistrate or a salt steak who was investigating private salt on this road.

When he was panicking, a young man standing by the roadside came up with a smile and said:

"Does several customers want to sell salt, whether to sell it to the Wang family or the Lin family? Judging from your appearance, it must be the first time I have been here, so why would you lead the way?"

Li Meng didn't know what was going on, but Zhao Neng breathed a sigh of relief from the side and said:

"It turned out to be a salt collector. No one should have investigated Fengmeng Town."

Zhao Neng was requisitioned a few years ago to repair the city, and he had seen some markets. He explained to everyone that when salt merchants selling private salt were collecting salt everywhere, many private salt producers wanted to sell them salt, but this was a risky act after all, and no one dared to shout.

He simply hired some smart people to walk and watch everywhere. If someone wanted to sell salt, he would come forward and lead the way and make some money. After hearing this, Li Meng understood, isn’t this an agent? What he earned was an agency fee. It would be convenient to have this, and he said immediately:

"Brother, how much hard money do you want."

The young man was stunned and thought that this person was too direct. These people who are private salt usually collect money after the transaction is completed, and they cannot clearly ask for it. If they want to say "Please give me a few penny of money for life", if the guest is arrogant and refuses to give it, he can only accept it. Who would have thought that this person asked directly, but seeing that although Li Meng is thin, tall, and has a scary temperament, he dare not say more, but just answered honestly:

"I dare not hide the guest official, ten cents..."

Seeing Li Meng hesitating and not speaking, the young man gritted his teeth and said again:

"If the guest official thinks it's too much, it's fine."

Who would have thought that Li Meng touched her arms and took out a string of money at once. It was nearly fifty cents and threw it directly into the young man's hand, and said with a smile:

"We are here for the first time and want to sell at a higher price. If the price is satisfactory, I will add more money to you."

This young man has never seen such a generous customer as a mediocre person. He has nearly fifty cents in his hand, and he said that he would have to add money later. The young man's enthusiasm suddenly increased, and his smile became much more sincere. He patted his chest and said:

"Don't worry, several guests, I, Houshan, also has a reputation in Fengmeng Town. I will definitely buy this salt at a good price!"

While speaking, he came towards Li Meng's car and said with a smile:

"Open the salt bag and check the product, so you can tell the price."

I was smiling and was about to open a salt bun. As soon as I got closer, I saw the waist knife pressing under the salt bun. The private salt dealer and the salt owl were both desperate people. It was not uncommon to have weapons, but these twelve small private salt dealers also had such good weapons, which seemed unusual. However, thinking about the conditions Li Meng agreed to, I still felt hot.

As soon as he opened the salt bag, Hou Shan reached out to check it a few times, and seemed very confused. He opened the mouth of the straw bag larger, took it into it, and took it carefully in his hand. At this time, the military households put down their things and surrounded them, thinking that there was something wrong.

"Keep, are your salt all the same quality?"

Li Meng was a little confused and stretched out his head to see that the salt grains did not look abnormal, and nodded, but the next sentence of the middle-aged man Hou Shan almost made him fall:

"Your Majesty, you are not mixed with any sand!!"

Not to mention that the name Hou Shan is becoming more and more polite, the content of this sentence is too ridiculous. It is normal to mix sand.

Next, Hou Shan was very confident in leading Li Meng and his men towards the center of the town. Most of the intermediaries were polite people, both ancient and modern times, even in the Ming Dynasty more than 400 years ago, the middle-aged people in a small town were not vague.

It turned out that private salt salt merchants came here to collect salt for a long time, but that was one or two months in the Spring and Autumn Period. About six years ago, there were salt merchants in Fengmeng Town. The private salt that had been living here for a long time should sound like a Luxi and Lunan accents.

Speaking of the salt administration in Shandong, it has always been a long time to deal with it. No one is willing to buy salt from the salt farm, because to the north is Changlu Salt Field in Zhili, and to the south is Lianghuai Salt Field, known as the world's number one. The official and private salts on both sides are sold in the world. What good life will there be for Shandong Salt Field squeezed in the middle?

Usually no salt merchant is willing to produce salt in these salt farms in Shandong, and there is no sales channel. These big private salt merchants come to Fengmeng Town to collect salt. Finally, some people buy salt. The salt farms in the south of Laizhou and the small families who cook and dry salt on the sea and the seaside all sell salt here. Although some people understand that the purchase price is much lower than those from other places, it is inevitable for these people in Laizhou to sell it again.

Moreover, Li Meng and the others also knew something. It turned out that the so-called official salt in Lingshan Salt Field was sold to Fengmeng Town, and the person in charge was inspector Mou. Of course, inspector Mou himself is the largest salt owl in Laizhou Prefecture.

After saying so much, Li Meng understood that Lingshan Salt Farm is an official industry, with chaotic management and no output at all. It all depends on collecting salt from military households like Li Meng and others who cook sea salt, and then mix it with sand and sell it to Fengmeng Town.

It was equivalent to turning around and getting several times the profit or even ten times the profit. No wonder the inspector Mou and his salt peddler were so excited to investigate these privately selling salt households. No wonder the private salt in the salt farm was not so strict. It turned out that there was such a reason.

Think about what inspector Mou and his subordinates saw and heard Li Meng, bullying the weak and * women. Strictly speaking, they are almost a bunch of bandits and beasts wearing the outer skin of the inspector salt, burning, killing and looting!!

Most of the military households in the Xue Family Qianhu Office have a luxury to fill in their reports on weekdays, but they still have to be overtaken by inspectors such as Mou, sucking bones and sucking marrow, sucking blood and eating meat!

Thinking of this, the guilt of killing for the first time suddenly disappeared a lot, and I could hardly feel it.

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