Chapter 201: Salt drying in sea water

He Zhaoyi lay on the bed of Ruohan's house, watching everything familiar to Ruohan's house. This was the third time he came to Ruohan's house. The first time, he was having fun near the salt field with Sister Han, eating the mixed grains, steamed buns and vegetable porridge that he had never eaten before, and had a very lifelike atmosphere.

The second time, Sister Han disappeared, but she was greeted by Brother Shicheng's mother Cao, and her maid Xiaoai also came. In this room, while she was taking a shower, she was hit by the reckless guy.

The third time, there were only me and Xiao Ai, and there were two soldiers guarding at the door. Is Brother Shicheng afraid that he would run away? Brother Shicheng is becoming increasingly unable to understand this brother Shicheng.

In fact, He Zhaoyi wrongly accused Zhang Yang. Baiju Salt Field was his birthplace. Shiyi was stationed here and sent sentries to all directions to prevent Tartars from touching in. The people here stood behind Zhang Yang the most firmly, so they must ensure their safety.

He Zhaoyi came. She was the eldest brother's business partner. Of course, Shiyi attached more importance to it and sent two people to take care of her in case of any accident.

It was already winter and the weather was getting colder. He Zhaoyi was lying down but she didn't feel sleepy. She had been thinking about what Brother Shicheng said. Now there were chaos everywhere, and the court kept siegeing, but the rebels were sieging more and more. Is all this really God's will?

Brother Shicheng and his family have already made a lot of money. It can be seen that making money is not the pursuit of Brother Shicheng. He launched an uprising here. Is it really to drive out the Tartars and restore the Han people's mountains?

If there was no bravery in the downtown market and no bidding salt intent, I am afraid that at this time, I will still be the innocent and innocent lady of the He family, so how could there be so many worries?

She just tossed and turned, and couldn't sleep.

In the yamen in the salt field, the oil lamp was still shining. Zhang Yang stood in front of the table and was explaining carefully to several people.

Since more than 100 people have been recruited, the function of the salt field must be restored as soon as possible. Those iron plates used for boiling salt are already backward and cannot be used anymore. Zhang Yang called some of them to be smart and have a good brain. He also worked as a salt worker to introduce his new method: drying salt.

Before Shide came, he would set up a place for them to settle the assembly line in Dingxi, so that they could digest the inventory of the salt field first. Therefore, Zhang Yang first asked the people he recruited to get out the salt field in Baijuchang so that they could put them into production.

It is winter now, and compared to the humid weather in summer, it is more suitable for sea water evaporation. Therefore, it is urgent that Zhang Yang asked Li Shanchang to find someone and explain it to them that they can start work tomorrow. And he had to rush to Dingxi to arrange the matter there.

"There are large beaches near the salt field. Now everyone's main task is to transform these beaches into salt fields." Zhang Yang began to say.

"What is salt field?" asked an old salt worker. He had been working in the salt field for decades and was considered an experienced person. However, he was old and had no chance to join the team. He heard that Zhang Yang was recruiting people and his wages were quite high, so he came happily. Anyway, he was a salt worker, and the household registration restrictions had been lifted, so he had no worries.

"Farmers farm and sow seeds, they harvest grain. Our beach is saline-alkali land and cannot grow grain. However, they can be transformed into a structure like the fields, irrigate sea water, sow sea water, and harvest sea salt." Zhang Yang explained.

What? If the sea water is poured into this salt field, sea salt can grow? These people were shocked. How could this be possible? The sea salt was burned on a large iron plate for a few days.

Of course they knew that if they could grow sea salt in this way, it would greatly increase the yield. They used many people to guard a large iron plate, burn it, boil it, boil the water and burn it out. But now, you only need to pour sea water into the field to wait for salt to grow?

"Don't make a noise, don't make a noise." Zhang Yang really wanted to find a teaching staff. These students were really undisciplined.

"The main task in the past few days is to build salt fields, like the fields planted by farmers, build ridges and diversion channels to lure sea water." Zhang Yang said while gesturing with his hands.

"The salt field is divided into two parts. Sixty percent of the field is used to introduce seawater, called an evaporation pond. The seawater introduced from the seaside is directly poured into the inside, waiting to evaporate to a certain level, and then pour the brine that is nearly saturated inside into the crystallization pond. If the wind and sun are continued, salt can be precipitated." Zhang Yang continued to explain.

"This, what is evaporation? Crystallization?"

"Sea salt is originally in the sea water. Turning water into water vapor and running into the air is called evaporation. Burning with fire means evaporation, and burning with sunlight means evaporation," Zhang Yang explained.

"Well, what is water vapor?" asked another person.

Zhang Yang felt that his head was getting bigger. These people had no scientific knowledge. If they explained them clearly, they would probably have to tell them for several months.

"Anyway, just do as I told you." Zhang Yang decided not to tell them why, just tell them how to do it. As long as he follows his own way, he will definitely be able to make sea salt more quickly and easily. There is no need to tell them the rest.

This is like quality education in later generations. What is quality education? Do exercises, do exercises, do exercises, do mistakes, copy them five times, memorize questions, and answers until you get into college, and teach a group of qualified socialist builders and successors who have no creativity and only know how to follow the steps.

"I think there is another thing." A farmer said. He was originally a farmer, but the fields were occupied by local tyrants. He had to wander around and became a refugee. When he came to Xinghua, Zhang Yang was just in time to recruit people. As long as he had food to eat, he followed him to report. Because he was smart, Li Shanchang was also attracted by Zhang Yang's teachings.

"Oh? What?" Zhang Yang asked.

"This salt field is built on the beach, but it must be far away from the sea water. Because the sea water rises and falls, if it gets closer, the salt field is flooded by sea water, it will probably be in vain. If it gets farther away, the terrain will become higher. Therefore, the sea water will not flow into the salt field by itself. We need a water truck."

"Yes, it makes sense." The person next to him also nodded in agreement.

"And this pool is divided into an evaporation pool and a trunk. The sea water in these two pools has to be changed. There are so many salt fields, it is impossible to change manually, and a water truck must be used." He continued.

When Zhang Yang heard this, he was indeed the case. He copied the salt from the sea water and he only copied it according to the practices of later generations. In terms of specific aspects, there are obviously some inadequate considerations. For example, this water truck does need to be used.

Water wheels are primitive things compared to water pumps, but compared to this era, especially in the south where water networks are everywhere, it greatly promoted productivity.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but think of such a picture in his mind: a round wooden product with small wooden barrels hanging on it, a man stood on it, holding the handrail, and stepped on it vigorously. The buckets filled the river water below one by one, then flipped up, poured onto the shore, and then poured water again.

The wisdom of the working people is endless.

"What's your name?" Zhang Yang asked.

"The little one is called Zhao De." said the farmer.

"Okay, you are responsible for guiding seawater into the field and guiding brine from the evaporation pool into the crystallization pool." Zhang Yang said.

"Sir, Mr. Zhao De was very happy.

"Old Mr. Li." Zhang Yang continued: "You will take everyone and drive hundreds of acres of salt fields to the beach outside Baiju Field."

Mr. Li is an old salt worker. He used to work in the salt farm. Zhang Yang was familiar with him and was a real person. He asked him to lead these people to first reclaim the salt field.

"Yes." Old Man Li agreed: "Since Shicheng respects me, Old Man Li, then I will give up this old bone and bring everyone out the salt field."

In the past, boiling salt in seawater was purely physical labor. Now, we can finally adopt the advanced method of salt drying. Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief. It can be predicted that the salt production in the salt field is a few more times than before. The white salt is all white silver.

The next day, in addition to the training soldiers in the salt field, there were also some people holding shovels. They started to work on the beach next to the salt field.

The salt field is next to Chuanchang River. When transporting salt, it is to use the water conservancy conditions of Chuanchang River to load ships directly from the salt field, along the river, and transport them to all places. On the east side of Chuanchang River, there are all flat and endless beaches. These beaches are most suitable for transforming them into salt fields.

"Everyone work harder, let's build the ridges first." Old Mr. Li began to call on people to work.

The beach has been drawn with a shovel first, and the ridges are built up by pressing the thin lines, which will lead to pieces of salt fields.

Although it is winter, it is not like the winter in the north. It is already three feet frozen and hard as stones. There is still a very soft soil here. When the shovel is stretched down, it will dig up a shovel of soil.

Countless shovels were swinging, and a long ridge was first seen. Small ridges were then built next to the ridge, gradually forming pieces of salt fields.

Zhang Yang stood in the salt field and watched the working people. A sense of confidence came from the sea water to dry salt. The kingly way is to dry salt in the sea. Here will be your own treasure pot in the future!

He turned around and Shiyi's team began to practice again. The news of Desheng Lake defeating the Tartars again had spread. Now the morale is high, and everyone is full of energy, waiting to fight more Tartars.

Li Shanchang has already gone to the countryside to preside over the work of dividing the land. As long as the place is successful, his actions will inevitably set off a wave in the entire Jiangnan land. This is a big weapon of killing.

Zhang Yang also has a lot of affairs. Although his home is next to Baiju Salt Field, and although his mother is still alone at home, he has no time to go back to see the salt field here. He has to watch the salt field and go back to Dingxi Field to let someone divide a piece of open space in the salt field for Shide to use. He also has to take confidential measures and send a team of reliable soldiers to guard it to prevent the secret of purifying coarse salt.

The team of more than 100 people who came yesterday had already gathered, and they were waiting for Zhang Yang to order to return to Dingxi Salt Field together.

"Brother, should we leave?" Shixin ran over and asked.

"Well, let's go." The Yantian here will take several days to build. Let's meet Dingxichang first. In a few days, we will see how Li Shanchang is doing.

Zhang Yang turned around and followed Shixin to the salt field. The horses were ready. The soldiers were carrying Tianque guns and waiting for Zhang Yang with their heroic figure. Last night, they stayed here and envied the soldiers of the first battalion here to death. In the Desheng Lake, hundreds of Tartars were killed, and only one of them was injured. It was a miracle.

"Why, are you so anxious to go back?" A beautiful figure in front of you asked intentionally or unintentionally.

It was still the same maid's appearance, but her beautiful face could not be concealed. At this moment, those eyes were looking at the crowd working in the distance, not looking at Zhang Yang's face at all, but a sentence popped out from his mouth.

Xiao Ai also followed behind and looked at Zhang Yang with caution.

"Ye, it turns out it was Miss He. When did you come?" Shi Xin saw He Zhaoyi coming and asked, "Why are you wearing the maid's clothes? Did you run out secretly?"

"Don't worry, I didn't talk to you." He Zhaoyi's tone was very domineering, and her anger had not subsided yesterday.

"Shixin, please disband the team first and rest on the spot. I'll go there later." Zhang Yang said.

"Yes, brother." Shi Xin took the order, glanced at He Zhaoyi, waved his fist with great might, then gave up and walked back.

"Zhaoyi, isn't it a habit to live here?" Zhang Yang asked.

"How about getting used to it? What if you don't?" He Zhaoyi said: "There are always two people like pillars standing outside. I have never been treated like this before."

"This is to protect your safety. I don't know when the Tartars will come in, for fear that you will be hurt." Zhang Yang said.

"You always make sense. By the way, what are these people doing?" He Zhaoyi pointed to the crowd working in the distance.

"Since the salt field is in my hands, it must play a greater role. They are building salt fields. In the future, the salt fields under my jurisdiction will no longer be boiled by salt, but will all use salt fields to produce salt." Zhang Yang said.

"Yantian?" He Zhaoyi opened her eyes wide. This was definitely a new matter for anyone.

"Salt is extracted from seawater, but the original salt boiling method in the salt field is too backward, with low yield and high labor intensity. I transformed the beach here and brought the seawater in. The sun was shining and the sea breeze was blown, and it turned into salt." Zhang Yang explained.

He Zhaoyi was puzzled: "It's OK? My family has been doing sea salt trading and has been to many salt farms. Why doesn't any salt farm use this method?"

"That's because they won't innovate." Zhang Yang said: "In the future, this kind of salt field method will gradually become popular, and the way of boiling salt should be eliminated."

He Zhaoyi was full of suspicion: You said that this method is advanced, why are you not afraid of secret leakage? How did that salt come out? I am still a mystery now. Why are you not afraid of leaking this method of salt draining?

Zhang Yang smiled in his heart, knowing what you are thinking. Such a large area of ​​salt fields can't hide them, and the salt drying process will definitely be leaked, and it does not have much technical content. Therefore, from the beginning, Zhang Yang did not intend to keep this secret.

However, if you know, you may not be able to use it, because the ancient Chinese tradition is to be conservative and unwilling to innovate. The way of drying salt can only be developed here. In other salt fields controlled by the imperial court, which salt field commander will learn to dry salt by himself when he has nothing to do? He doesn't have that much power, nor does it have to. However, salt merchants who only buy and sell salt will not go to the beach to dry salt by themselves, which is a death sentence. Only himself, who has occupied the right time and place, will promote the salt-drying technology on his own territory for the pilot project, bringing greater profits to himself.

The process of making refined salt by coarse salt must be kept confidential. When Zhang Yang thought of this, he had to quickly meet Dingxichang.

"Zhuyi, you can take a walk here casually. Although this place is already a military stronghold, you are my guest and they will not be detrimental to you." Zhang Yang said.

"Why, are you very busy?" He Zhaoyi asked.

Isn't this nonsense? I'm very busy, very busy, and I don't have time to accompany you, the young lady. Zhang Yang was dissatisfied, but he didn't reveal it: "Your two ships of salt can be used at any time, and I'll send someone to transport you at any time."

He Zhaoyi turned her head and walked backwards, "Actually, I'm not in a hurry to go back. I'm very curious and want to see what big waves you can make here."

Women, it's really hard to figure out!

Zhang Yang returned to the salt field, took the horse led by Shixin, and rushed to Dingxichang with the first team of soldiers from the base camp.

Along Chuanchang River, looking at the scenery on both sides, and looking at the sea in the distance, Zhang Yang felt excited. This is his first base!

When I passed by the North Pole Hall, I felt like I remembered the ambition I had made here again. Tartars, with me, Zhang Shicheng, your doomsday is coming!

Dingxi Salt Field. Inside and on the open space outside, soldiers were practicing everywhere. The shouts of killing were shocking. There were the third battalion, the fourth battalion and its own base camp. The training of 1,560 people was quite spectacular.

Under the command of Baihu, they raised their spears and stabbed them forward with force. Each time they stabbed, it was a test of blood and fire. If they really went to the battlefield, whether they could be consistent with the orders was the key to defeating the enemy. Now it seems that the training in the past few days has had a good effect, and Zhang Yang nodded with satisfaction.

There is also a special shooting range in the distance, which is used for training soldiers who have been equipped with Tianque guns. The sound of muskets one after another seems to inspire everyone. With Tianque guns in hand, it is a real killing weapon against the Tartars.

"Shi Xin, ask Lu Zhen and Yuanheng to come to Yasi." Zhang Yang said to Shi Xin behind him while riding his horse into the salt field.
Chapter completed!