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Chapter 4 Coarse Salt Purification

Chapter 4 Coarse salt purification ()

"Brother, are you really going to kill Qiu Yi?" Shi Xin asked.

Back home, this is the third time I have heard of this question.

"Shouldn't Qiu Yi be killed? What he did has violated the moral bottom line and should be punished. Which of the salt people here does not hate him to the core? Last winter, he raped Zhao De's wife from the neighboring village. His wife finally jumped into the sea to commit suicide. Zhao De also became a lunatic. If it weren't for Mr. Liu's protection today, Ruohan would have been..."

"Okay, brother, since you have decided, it's my share." Shi Xin said. "Of course, I'm not fighting with you Ruohan. Judging from the look you looked at her at that time, I knew my brother liked her."

"Hurry up and have a meal." Zhang Yang said, "It's dark after dinner, so let's continue to purify the coarse salt."

In fact, Zhang Yang was not just for the sake of bullying the villagers. After all, killing a Mongolian man would be a serious crime for the whole family to kill him. Anyway, since he first sold private salt, he planned to continue this path. And that Qiu Yi was a typical villain. If he found out that he was selling private salt while he was transporting official salt, he would definitely expose himself, and he might shoot himself into a hedgehog on the spot.

He has not discovered himself now, but because he has just started doing it, it is a matter of time before he has discovered it.

In this society, it is better to start first. Before you expand your scale, you must solve this hidden danger.

The firewood has been chopped and dried. As for the tools you need, it is the big pot for cooking at home, the wooden barrel for carrying water, and the window paper for pasting windows.

An ordinary large iron pot is a must-have cooking utensil for every household. Cooking, cooking, cooking, porridge, and water are all made in this pot. This made Zhang Yang, who later generations, very uncomfortable, especially the boiled water, with a few oil flowers floating on it, which tastes strange. However, it is good to be able to fill your stomach, and Zhang Yang no longer expects too much.

The pot is set on a stove with a few pieces of adobe bricks. The opening at the bottom of the stove is for chopping firewood. Then there is a stove pit, and the wood ash is leaked inside. After more, it will be removed. On the right side of the stove is a wooden bellows that have been smoked black by fireworks. This bellows should be passed down from the ancestors of Zhang Shicheng's family. Look at the handle, it has been worn out and has a history of at least decades.

Shi Xin brought a bucket of water and poured it into the pot. Shi Yi put it into chopping wood and ignite it. Shi De was pulling the bellows on Hu Fan. Zhang Yang and their elder brother Zhang Shicheng were naturally doing guidance work.

Under the wind blowing from the bellows, the flames under the big pot burst out. After a while, bubbles appeared in the water and the water boiled.

Shi Xin gradually put the large chunks of sea salt they received into it and watched the sea salt gradually melt inside.

In fact, cold water can also dissolve sea salt, but it dissolves slowly. In order to dissolve sea salt in water as soon as possible to reach saturation, shorten the time and improve efficiency, hot water naturally needs to be used. The higher the temperature, the faster the sea salt dissolves. Moreover, constantly stirring during the dissolution process can also improve efficiency.

Shi Xin grabbed a few handfuls of sea salt, put them in water, and stirred them with a bamboo pole until the large pieces of sea salt could no longer dissolve inside, and then reached a saturation state.

The heating has been stopped below.

Shit took out the window paper that had been prepared long ago. The window paper was folded into four layers, cut it into a circle slightly larger than the bucket, and then rolled it into a conical shape with the tip facing downwards and placed it on the mouth of the bucket.

This is also the idea that Zhang Yang came up with. It is impossible to find filter paper here, but ordinary paper can be seen everywhere, especially the window paper used for pasting windows, which is closest to the filter paper he needs, so it is naturally a natural way to get started.

Shiyi took out the prepared bamboo pole, put one end on the filter paper, and put the other end on the stove diagonally upwards.

Shi Xin picked up the gourd water scoop, flowed the water in the pot along the bamboo pole to the filter paper, and finally dripped it into the bucket.

All kinds of impurities, soil, sand, weeds, and everything was left on the filter paper.

The water in the bucket below has become extremely clean.

There was still half of the water in the pot, and the window paper was so dirty that Shiyi replaced it with a new window paper.

The window paper costs a few cents a piece, and this consumption is still affordable.

After some filtration, the saturated sea salt water in the bucket has been relatively pure, but there are various other substances inside, so it must be purified.

"Let me see if I'm going to make a trick." Zhang Yang said, taking out a small porcelain bottle.

What is placed inside is naturally alkaline.

Zhang Yang poured the alkali into his hands and sprinkled it into a bucket.

Shi Xin held a bamboo pole and kept stirring inside.

Immediately, a dense layer of crystals appeared in the water.

Next, we naturally need to filter it again.

The filter paper was already placed on another bucket, and everyone repeated the actions just now to filter out the crystals.

"Popt back into the pot. Then evaporate the water." Zhang Yang said.

Shirt lifted the bucket and poured the water back into the pot.

The firewood below has embers. Add it to the firewood and pull the bellows, and flames begin to emerge.

Shi Xin held a bamboo pole and stirred it back and forth in the water.

It took me a long time this time, and as the moisture became less and less, shiny fine salt finally appeared in the pot.

Since the water was hot just now, about five and a half kilograms of coarse salt can be dissolved in a bucket of water. It can take out various losses, and the refined salt produced is about five kilograms, just one pack.

Zhang Yang took out the prepared tart cloth and asked Shi Yi to shovel the salt onto the tart cloth with a shovel. Then, he combined left and right to make a triangle shape, folded the other two sides and stuffed it into the gap that had just been folded, and wrapped a packet of salt. This technique can be done when doing handicraft classes in the preschool class.

"Okay, I'll get half a tael of silver." Zhang Yang said, clapping his hands, putting them aside, and then repeating the process just now.

"Brother, there are private salt dealers in Pingshan City. Why don't we sell them the fine salt directly?" Shiyi asked.

This is also a question for everyone. Once you get ashore, you sell it directly to private salt dealers. This is so easy to save money, why do you have to sell it from door to door?

"This question is very good." Zhang Yang said, "If we sell it to private salt dealers, can we sell it for such a high price?"

"This..." Everyone thought about it and found it very reasonable. If they sold it directly to private salt dealers and then to wealthy families, they would definitely have to make some money. In this way, they would make money from them.

Zhang Yang is very sure of this. Why do you have to give it to others if you have money to make money? He was from later generations and was too familiar with the direct sales model. The Internet in later generations also provided the greatest convenience for direct sales. And back to this ancient times, there was no problem. At most, it was just a waste of a few labor. Anyway, the most labor in China was the labor.

Moreover, there is another purpose that cannot be expressed. By selling private salt to each household, you can get the first-hand information of various big towns. The world is about to be in chaos. None of the descendants of Genghis Khan have a promising future and can conquer the world immediately, but they can never sit in the world just by just one. Decades of comfortable life have completely worn off the teeth and claws of the Mongolians. They are already grasshoppers in the autumn and can't jump for a few days.

Troubled times are also an era of many heroes. Since I have come here, of course I cannot give up this great opportunity and have to do something.

By selling private salt, accumulate a certain amount of wealth, build a first-class army, and strive to dominate the world!

"Dongdong..." A few knocks came, three long and two short, exactly the agreed secret code.

When Zhang Yang opened the door, he saw Li Bosheng carrying a load of sea salt.

"Brother Shicheng, we secretly collected this load of sea salt this night. They went back to sleep. I secretly took it for you, spending a total of 300 cents."

Zhang Yang took out five cents of silver from his pocket and gave it to Li Bosheng.

"Apart from capital, I will give you the rest as wages." Zhang Yang said.

"Thank you Brother Shicheng," Li Bosheng said.

The six of them collected salt separately and finally gathered it to Li Bosheng for a total of more than 100 kilograms. Zhang Yang gave five cents of silver, which is five hundred cents of money. After the capital, the remaining 200 cents of money can be divided into more than 30 cents of money.

Zhang Yang's move was too generous. Everyone felt that following Zhang Yang was a wise choice. This time, when I went home and put the purchased food at home, my family was very happy.

The hidden dragon is the inevitable rise of the dragon.

Li Bosheng felt that Zhang Yang had completely changed from a person since he came out of the water last time. He was like a dragon in the water. Otherwise, how could he turn sea salt into fine salt magically? How could he mention sulfur, saltpeter, charcoal and other things to himself?

"Since you are here, let's help us. Let's try to process all the salt tonight." Zhang Yang said. More than 100 kilograms, this is more than a dozen taels of silver! Anyway, Li Bosheng has seen this processing process and has provided stool alkali. It is impossible to hide it from him.

"Okay." Li Bosheng quickly agreed, put down the shoulder pole, rolled up his sleeves, and then started to do it.
Chapter completed!
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