"Brother Qu Tu?"

Seeing Qu Tushou wandering around, Liu Rengui shouted.

"cough!"

With a dry cough, Qu Tushou said with an ugly look on his face: "Brother, are you really teasing me?"

The man in Qu Tu's family took the lead. Even though he did not agree with the practice of drying salt, Qu Tushou still asked this question. This is to wake up Liu Rengui. We can't have drunk and had dinner together a few days ago, and ran away whenever we encountered something, and we didn't even persuade him, right?

Do you really think Qu is the kind of wine friend who can chat with people after drinking two meals, but just burn yellow paper and chop chicken heads?

It’s clear that this is not the case! Although my father is dead and my second uncle is still alive, if I do this myself, I will not be interrupted by my second uncle when I return to Chang'an?

Qu Tushou felt that he had no face to make a joke about the fourth-rank Xiazhou governor who was interrupted by the fifth-rank Chang'an order.

Liu Rengui couldn't hear the point in Qu Tushou's words, and he still smiled faintly: "Brother, don't worry, this matter will definitely succeed! You can imagine, who had thought that lard and wood ash could make soap? Who had thought that calcined stones could make cement? And that glass, honeycomb charcoal!

Brother Qu Tu, it’s not that I blindly trust the general, but that everyone has precedents!

In the brochure given to Liu, the general wrote clearly the methods and steps of drying salt! Moreover, he also wrote about other ways to make money by relying on the sea. Sea salt is just the first step! If you can make money like sea salt in the future, what if you can do is come up with it!"

"really?"

"It's true!"

"Can I let me see it?"

"What's wrong?"

"call!"

Qu Tushou let out a breath and said fiercely: "It's done!"

Take a dead horse as a living horse!

Anyway, Dengzhou is poor, what if a donkey turns into sweat and blood?

Besides, even if you can’t dry salt, didn’t Liu Rengui say that there are things that make money like salt!

What if this thing is really made into salt!

What is the most profitable thing in Datang?

Glazed?

Pooh!

It's salt and iron!

Don't believe it?

hehe!

Look at how wealthy the Changsun family, which is now a monopoly of ironware, is how wealthy the Fanyang Lu family, which controls the salt industry?

Since Tang Laosi dares to say that he still makes money like salt, why not take advantage of it?

At that time, Dengzhou will definitely rush to the lower state and become the upper state. His official position will also rise, so you can also covet purple robe, right?

What? I'm afraid that the salt will not be done, and the others will not be done?

This is obviously impossible! Dengzhou received reports from the emperor that the emperor asked Tang He to raise funds for the navy by self-raised funds. If he didn't make money, why did Tang Laosi raise a guard and rely solely on the existing industry?

Could it be that the Navy's surname is Tang and does not believe in Li?

Can that young emperor uncle let Tang Laosi do this?

Even if he could, Tang Laosi was so stupid, and he paid privately to get armed for the emperor? Do you think he was as stupid as the old guy in the Wu family who was about to die?

So, a word of "get it done" blurted out, and the people of several fishing villages in Dengzhou began to work on the beach!

The sand is dug, and the stalk is built!

The shouting slogans came one after another, and the beach was in full swing for a while, as if there was a spring scene.

Liu Rengui had no time to pay attention to Qu Tushou, but instead walked around here and there with the drawings and began to direct the construction.

Qu Tushou took advantage of Liu Rengui's inattention and made his subordinates grow a large pot of sea water and turn around and walk towards the governor's mansion.

What to do, it goes without saying, boil water!

You always have to try it to see if it can really cook salt and add some tiny bits of heart pills to yourself, right?

As a result of boiling sea water, Qu Tushou did not tell anyone about whether salt was cooked. However, the next day, there were ten more villagers from the beach construction site.

As the end of the year approaches, perhaps Dengzhou is the only prefecture in the Tang Dynasty that has not begun to prepare for the New Year. Because the number of villagers on the beach continues to increase, the beach is overcrowded for a while.

In Chang'an, every household has begun to prepare for New Year's Eve.

After the peach talismans in the east and west markets are sold out, they are all gone. Whether it is poor or high-ranking families, they always replace the new peach with old talismans.

However, there are more than 900 households who have not purchased new peach talismans this year. The place where the peach talismans were originally hung on the door frame was replaced by red paper slips.

The note is written in a black brush with large characters "Everything is good and good luck, every family is good and healthy"!

It says "Good luck in the year comes with spring, and colorful clouds roll in all seasons"!

It says "..."

Some use rigorous and neat regular script, some use sequel flying white, and some use dragon and snake cursive script.

The contents on the red paper strips on each door are different, and the width and font size of each door are also different.

The only similarities are that the handwriting looks a little immature, and the only similarities are that the families who post this kind of red note have one or two dolls studying in Laitingfang, a named Chang'an College, in the northeast corner of the city.

The content of these couplets was naturally provided by a young mountain chief. Some couplets were written and posted, which was also the winter vacation homework assigned by the young mountain chief to every student.

Of course, such couplets were also hung on the Duke of Ju and the Da'anfang Workshop.

This is a different scenery in Chang'an City.

Those parents who made profits on red paper were not afraid of the cold, standing in the wind, watching their son's writing, looking proud! They almost caught passers-by and showed off: My baby is a scholar, and this couplet was written by my baby himself!

The neighbors around him looked envious: Tsk, look, this is a baby studying at Chang'an College! Scholars and Tao Fu are different from us!

In the Duke of Ju State, a man who served as the Shaoqing of Taichang has not been home for several days.

Let’s learn about the grand dynasty meeting and the year-end banquet! The Tai Chi Hall needs to be arranged, and Qujiang Garden needs to be arranged. I have long been tired...dog!

A Turkic boss who successfully appreciated from outflow to the sixth rank because he was really well raised, looked at the north and went to the western market. He wanted to purchase some items to prepare for his first year in Chang'an.

Don’t ask why, as an official, you don’t go to East City, and you’re a whole family, how can you afford to spend your salary if you don’t save money? Ben Khan is not as good as Tang Laosi!

Well, why did Ben Khan feel a urge to grit his teeth when talking about Tang Laosi?

Carriages are constantly driving in every gate of Chang'an City. Those are officials who come back from all over the country, and at least they are the honors of a county. But when they enter the city, everyone will be careful.

What's the saying? The capital city is so small!

Of course, there were also officials who drove out of the city on carriages. The officials of Wannian County, Chang'an, inspired by the warmth of copper furnaces a few days ago, decided to buy some low-quality pork to deliver to poor families. The meat was not much, only one or two pounds. After all, it was a thought, but also a political achievement. In the last few days of the exam, whether it was a good example or something, it would always have the effect of sharpening the gun in the face of battle, right?

In the fourth year of Zhenguan, at the 29th hour of Mao in the twelfth lunar month, I heard the drum sounded on time! However, today's drum sounds were obviously several more than usual! If someone counted carefully, he would definitely find out that it was nine times!

Nine is the most important number. The sound of drums in Chang'an is like this, either the Emperor Bintian, the Chang'an crisis, or the end of the year or even the end of the year!

Obviously, today is the last situation!

Tang He, who got up early at home, tidied up his robe on his body and smiled faintly: "The end of the year is coming!"

Immediately, I pushed the door out...
Chapter completed!