"Brother Han, now it's pure, you have something to say." Li Kui and Han Dahu were sitting by the fire pit, cooking while cooking.

However, Han Dahu was reluctant to let go of the salt pot, which made Li Kui funny.

He was also surprised that salt was not a rare thing in the Northern Song Dynasty.

This was originally a magic weapon he was planning to make great achievements in the Song Dynasty, but unfortunately it was also the technological innovation that hit him the most. That's right, salt. Salt was the most expensive necessity for the people in the Han and Tang Dynasties, and there was no such thing as a saying.

Once the finances were exhausted in the Tang Dynasty, they put their hands into the salt bags of the people and started making money. When the salt in the Tang Dynasty was the most expensive, it reached 200 pounds per pound, and the Han Dynasty was almost the same. The monopoly of salt and iron gave Emperor Wu of Han a strong financial resources to conquer the northern part of the desert. At the same time, the people's wealth was quickly exhausted due to the heavy salt tax.

A powerful dynasty has a group of weak people with endless resentment.

Such a dynasty is destined to be inseparable.

However, the Song Dynasty was very different. Salt tax was still very important in the early Northern Song Dynasty. However, since Emperor Zhenzong, the status of salt tax in the Song Dynasty was getting lower and lower, and even the wine tax and commercial tax were worse than that, so the price of salt naturally fell to an amazing level.

In the middle and late Northern Song Dynasty, salt tax accounted for only three percent of the tax revenue of the Northern Song Dynasty court, and maintained at about three million chunks for many years. (It is recorded in the Song Dynasty History: Food and Goods Records)

This is an outrageous level. In other words, the salt tax borne by every Northern Song people is only less than 30 cents every year. This directly leads to a result that the price of salt was so low that it was not as good as the price of rice in the Northern Song Dynasty. In the Northern Song Dynasty, sea salt was divided into thirty-one levels according to its quality, the most expensive was forty-five cents per kilogram, and the cheapest was forty-five cents.

Well salt is a little more expensive.

The most expensive green salt is also maintained at an outrageous price of around 70 cents per catty.

Even if Li Kui purifies fifteen cents per pound of salt and sells it to seventy cents, how much does it cost to eliminate consumption, labor costs, material costs, and one pound of salt?

Especially for the Northern Song Dynasty's official salt industry, he also needed to have the identity of a salt merchant, which was even more difficult.

The low price of salt is simply a blow to the enthusiasm of private salt dealers.

Li Kui, who thought he would make him rich with salt, was eventually hit by the cruel reality and was covered in bruised. Li Kui's dream of becoming the largest salt merchant in the Song Dynasty was extinguished by the infinite price of salt in the Northern Song Dynasty. Time travelers are very awesome, but no matter how awesome they are, they cannot change the entire era. They also need to complete the book to integrate into the times in order to be like a fish in water. Especially when he was still an inequality little person, his dream of a salt merchant was blocked, like a dead person covering a coffin board. Even if he survived, he could not jump around.

When he hit Li Kui to the extremely dark salt, Han Dahu was so excited. This was what Li Kui didn't understand the most.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

After putting the fried big pot of dishes into water, Li Kui covered the pot with no bonds on his hand, so he pushed Han Dahu. The other party woke up in a hurry. His eyes were staring at Li Kui. The latter was calm and hesitant, which made him suddenly have a lot of things to say, but finally formed a sentence: "Why only the salt in your house is salty?"

"Barring, salt has no saltiness, is it still salt?"

Li Kui was a little anxious about Han Dahu's IQ. This guy is considered an official, right? However, his official rank is too low. He is also the lowest-level bureaucrat among the military officers of the Northern Song Dynasty. He can't be even smaller than the smallest sesame official. But he can't just open his eyes and talk nonsense, right?

What does salt mean that only tastes salty? Is there still sweet salt in this world?

As soon as he said that, Han Dahu shook his head and said, "My brother, I am too surprised to find out that it was my brother's fault. I mean, the salt tastes very positive and does not have any bitter taste of salt. You know that I am a medicine shop and knows a little bit of medicine."

Speaking of this, Han Dahu smiled apologetically: "My brother's martial arts has entered the realm of transformation, so he naturally has a lot of research on medical science. I have been for my brother Meng Lang. My brother should know that there is bitterness in salt, which is brute. Brine is poisonous, but it cannot be removed. Only the best snowflake salt can be heard that it can hardly taste bitter. However, the Song Dynasty produces tens of millions of dankans of salt a year, but only how much snowflake salt is produced is not enough for use in Da Nei. The salt in my brother's home is quite similar to the rumored snowflake salt, as white as snow, as fine as sand, and has a pure taste. It is the best treasure in the world. I wonder if my brother can tell..."

"no!"

Li Kui shook his legs and looked like he was determined to eat Han Dahu. Since he learned about the highest price of salt in the Song Dynasty, he has cut off his dream of becoming a top salt merchant.

However, Li Kui is quite curious. He has never heard of the tribute snowflake salt! He has to ask, "Brother, have you seen snowflake salt?"

"No." Han Dahu shook his head and smiled bitterly: "We are just a minor official. Don't be careful that my brother has a position as an inspector, the county magistrate can be used by the county magistrate, let alone the superiors and countless bosses. How could I have the chance to see the tribute?"

"But my brother has heard of the introduction to snowflake salt. It comes from the mines in Sichuan. It requires expensive auxiliary materials to be added to the refining to make the salt tax as white as snowflakes. Especially after the toxic brine in the salt is filtered out, salt becomes a real condiment, not a toxic poison. Although brine is not too poisonous, salt is a condiment that needs to be eaten every day. Without salt, people cannot live long. Taking slightly toxic every day, over time, even individuals cannot stand it."

Han Dahu's words were recognized by Li Kui. The first time he ate the salt of this era, it was very bitter, and even cheap sea salt had impurities such as sand. As for Han Dahu's care so much about the salt at his house, it was mostly because he boarded a tribute ship. Any commodity, as long as it was related to tribute, would its value immediately increase by a hundred times. But the problem is, one of them is a small official who is not a good person and the other is a grass-roots man. Are they qualified to sell tributes?

If you really sell it on the market stupidly, wouldn’t you be sued?

He also tried a lot to purify the salt, including sand filtration, activated carbon adsorption, and even lime precipitation. Finally, he made pure salt.

But the result was that he took great pains to make it, and the end result was a basin of cold ice water poured him heartily from head to toe.

Damn, the most expensive salt is only 70 cents per pound, and ordinary people only eat about 20 cents per pound of sea salt. The price is too low. Wouldn't the salt merchants of the Northern Song Dynasty rebel?

As the old story was re-reported, Li Kui also cared about the salt he had purified, thinking that it shouldn't be a low price of 70 cents, otherwise Han Dahu wouldn't have held the salt pot and said nothing. He asked tentatively: "Brother, how much do you think this quality salt can be sold per pound?"

"You did it, did you do it? You can purify the sea salt." He is worthy of being a businessman. He began to doubt it from Li Kui's words, and he pursued it so hard that he refused to let go.

Li Kui was not shirking, and nodded and felt embarrassed. So what if he simply gritted his teeth and accepted it? He didn't believe that Han Dahu could still make a fuss in his hands?

"Yes, I purified the sea salt and removed the impurities and bitterness in it. But brother, don't you think you should answer my question first?"

"Five slogans, no, ten slogans." Han Dahu shouted, then looked out the door with a heart, shouting to his subordinates: "Go away, don't disturb me!"

Then, Han Dahu ran to Li Kui with a salt pot and whispered: "Brother, we sell ten coins. As long as we sell 100,000 kilograms a year, you and my brothers can accumulate millions of property."

This is a real million-dollar property!

Li Kui was really moved. But after he thought, he had money, but he had to spend his life! He was a country boy, a small official who was not a good man in the inspection of Han Dahu, and even the county magistrate could send him to him. If they really did such a business, it might cause the greed of the big man and ended up with a family that was destroyed.

Although windfall is good, it is better not to worry about some windfalls before they do not have enough strength, because you have no blessings to absorb.

Li Kui shook his head and said, "Brother Han, I call you Big Brother, so I naturally respect your character and can tell me such an important matter. But once the salt price is set, the highest is only seventy cents, and the green salt from Xixia is still green salt. Well salt is only fifty cents, and sea salt is the most expensive. If you sell it ten cents per kilogram, who will buy it?"

"Brother, do you know how many families in the Song Dynasty spent one penny at a time? How many families spent more than ten penny per day? And what about hundreds of penny per day? These are just daily expenses. The price of ten penny per pound set for my brother will definitely be sold." Han Dahu was afraid that Li Kui would not believe it, and even cursed: "Brother, tell me how much they sell in a year. Even if you sell me hard, you can't let my brother suffer a loss."

Li Kui frowned and said, "Price is just one of them. There is another problem. It's not that I look down on Brother Han, but you are just an inspector. If you are a noble official, I will definitely believe that Brother can maintain this transaction. But if someone likes this transaction and wants it, it's fine if we fear the powerful and agree. If we resist, you and my brother will die without a place to die."

Li Kui's words were also a scheming idea. Although money is good, life is more important than life.

Han Dahu suddenly sneered: "Er Wei is not afraid of lying with his brother-in-law. We are brother-in-law with the official family. If we are considered relatives of the royal family, if someone is not afraid of death, let him come. You can stop him from coming any number of brother."

The official family is the emperor. Han Dahu even swears if he wants to make a fortune. How brave is this guy?

What do royal relatives look like you?

If Li Kui hadn't seen Han Dahu coming to give him money, he might have pulled out his fist and greeted him in the face.
Chapter completed!