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Hou Shan was smart, but he was a little distracted at this time. He needed some eyesight as a middle-aged man. Naturally, he recognized that the people who came from Li Meng this time were the last group, but it was a little different from last time. He had a faint and forced momentum, and Li Meng was even more different. With Hou Shan's knowledge, it was that only Master Guan had seen such a style and appearance, but those masters were not as kind as Li Meng.

These people are not simple, and Li Meng is not an ordinary person. Hou Shan has this view and is determined to please him in the future and be careful to flatter him. He will never make any mistakes.

Li Meng asked twice, and he realized it and quickly replied with a smile:

"The salt stewards in the inspection department are one, the salt farm in Lingshan is one, and the villages near the sea are also one, which is what these people come to sell."

“Who sells the most?”

"There are the most salt fields in Lingshan, and there are many in each village. However, they are all single-handed residents, who push a cart or carry a shoulder pole to deliver it. They can't sell it at any price. They make some oil and salt money. The salt peddlers set up checkouts everywhere to sell the private salt they found. There are also several powerful and salt market stocks. Speaking of which, Mr. Li, you have the largest amount of salt and good quality."

Hearing this, Li Meng felt aroused in his heart and asked with a smile:

"The price given by Wangjia Salt Inn is also high, right?"

As he spoke, he held the waist knife in his hand. As soon as he asked this sentence, Hou Shan smiled and nodded, then he shook his head stiffly, looked at Li Meng's smile, and looked at the smiley expression in his eyes. Looking at the waist knife placed aside, the salt sellers were all bold and desperate. Although Li Meng was always polite and gentle, Hou Shan always felt that there was something even more scary about Li Meng. Seeing Li Meng's hand on his waist knife, Hou Shan could no longer maintain his calmness, and knelt on the ground and begged:

"The salt store gave me a ounce of silver. I was so young that I was blinded by lard. This was because I was hiding it. Mr. Li, you...you..."

Seeing Li Meng holding the knife in his hand, Hou Shan was so cold that he was so scared that he couldn't speak, but he didn't expect that Li Meng tied the knife behind him and stared at him and smiled:

"I'll let you make this money, but there are also conditions."

Hou Shan really felt like he was escaping from death at this time. There was still a reason to refuse to agree to what Li Meng said. If he had no idea, he would just swear.

"Please ask me for some information..."

However, Li Meng did not notice it. Hou Shan suddenly knelt down for him, and many people had noticed it.

Today's salt sales went very smoothly. Everyone happily walked around Fengmeng Town. They didn't see anyone on the way back. It was really a smooth journey.

At the entrance of the village, I agreed to go to Li Meng's house to move salt tomorrow. Just as I was about to disperse, Li Meng stopped everyone and said loudly:

"Don't forget this bamboo tomorrow. There is another thing. Salt sellers also require capital. Brother, my money is about the same this month. Let's order a part, and the money you earn in the future will be distributed. Brothers will settle the accounts clearly. What do you think."

Everyone was embarrassed when they said this sentence. Li Meng thought to himself that he had said this too clearly. Everyone felt that they could not keep their face up and did not speak out. It took a long time before someone whispered:

"Aren't this all Brother Li's business? Let's follow Brother Li to make some money and spend it, and why are you talking about it!"

As soon as someone spoke, the others agreed. It turned out that this was the reason for being silent. Li Meng was relieved and said with a smile:

"Li Meng is doing this violation of the law of the king to make life easier for everyone. If I get rich alone and everyone is busy with work, how can I live a good life?"

The key to the problem is that these poor people from the Xue family, young people who can't even afford to marry their wives, are often hungry. Who has spare money to invest in this part? The money in many people's hands is the hundreds of copper coins earned from selling salt in Fengmeng Town today, but Li Meng insists on this.

This kind of investment can't be owed first. In the end, Li Meng took out eight taels of silver, Zhao Neng and Chen Liu one taels. Although Wang Hai was a child, he was brave and invested eight hundred yuan. As a result, Li Meng accounted for 70% of the members, Zhao Neng and Chen Liu each accounted for five points, and Wang Hai accounted for five points, and everyone shared the same amount.

Others who participate in the transportation of salt will be based on the amount of salt transported, each time, 200 or 500 yuan. The salt they bring will be purchased first. This is a happy distribution. In this year, ten cents can be bought for two kilograms of white flour in a good year. How much does this 200 yuan cost per year?

However, Zhao Neng felt that he was at a disadvantage for Li Meng and repeatedly winked him, but Li Meng ignored him.

Li Meng's life is very regular, and his biological clock is quite accurate. Even when he travels to this era, he still remains. He doesn't even have a junk or a corona at the Xue Family Qianhu. He can only judge the time by the rise and fall of the sun, the moon and even the sea tide. This is something that I am particularly unaccustomed to.

However, the approximate time point can be judged. For example, from 4:00 to 5:00 am on the fifth day, Li Meng can get up in time at this time.

Because he had to get up early to transport salt to Fengmeng Town, Li Meng woke up around the fifth day of the day. According to his own estimate, it should be about half an hour before everyone got together. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh. He should have said that it was still half an hour before the time was reached. This is the algorithm of the Ming Dynasty. One hour is equal to two hours.

Walking into the yard, Li Meng picked up a six-foot-long wooden stick, posed in a pose, preparing to review the skills of the troops' bayonet training.

That day, the technique he used to hold a shoulder pole was to train bayonets in the army. Speaking of which, Li Meng was just a non-commissioned officer in the army. The training of cold weapons and bare hands in the army was very monotonous, and he was not as good as those of the spy company and the special brigade.

In terms of fists and feet, there is only military fist, and in terms of weapons, it is the assassination training of this bayonet.

When he arrived in the late Ming Dynasty, Li Meng knew that it was not good to have some self-defense skills. In this garrison, he could come into contact with farmers with military names. Moreover, if you want to learn martial arts at this age, it is too late. It is better to practice what you know well.

Although the battle that day was a great victory, there was the courage and suddenness of the death, the initiative and advantages of this assassination were also placed in the face of the sword and axe.
Chapter completed!