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Chapter 88: Pigs are cheap, salt is bitter, stars are light (second update)

The tinkling bells can be heard far away at night, and whether the swaying lanterns are red or transparent, they still make people feel scared.

The convoy from Xiaqiu Village set off, carrying more than 3,000 kilograms of rock sugar and soap and soap for gifts.

I learned from Feng Gui that the price of rock sugar has dropped again, to one hundred and fifty cents per catty.

And I got another piece of information: white rock sugar is not very easy to sell, but more people are willing to buy yellow rock sugar that contains impurities.

It is said that many prescriptions came from the palace and spread to Huimin Pharmacy and Herbal Medicine Storehouses in various places. Ordinary folk medical clinics and drug stores soon followed and obtained the prescriptions.

Part of it requires the use of rock sugar. Yellow rock sugar is the best, so everyone buys it and stores it. It is easier to store than brown sugar.

Brown sugar will condense together and become moldy if it is left wet for a long time and is not processed in time.

Under the same circumstances, rock sugar can last several times as long as brown sugar, and rock sugar can be eaten with your mouth in your mouth.

Private purchases have increased, and the price of rock sugar has dropped. The sugar cane harvested this year has not been wasted.

However, if you sell it to a Yi people, it is still two hundred coins per catty. If the Yi people want to collect it among the people, they will not be able to collect it. You are not allowed to trade in the market.

Zhu Wentian got the news that the prince wrote that there will be more sugar cane in Fujian next year, because Fujian has many mountains and little land.

Since Fujian was the last place Zhu Yuanzhang attacked, he was worried that the local people would be unstable and migrate out, leaving fewer local people.

People are asked to plant more sugarcane this year. What was planted last year can still grow this year without digging out the roots, which will affect the yield.

The population is insufficient and there is no time to replant. As long as it can grow by itself, it can be cut every year.

The imperial court planned to ask the army to plant a batch. When harvesting, the army would go to the place to cut down and send them back to squeeze the juice.

Juicing is a troublesome thing. The sanitary conditions are not very good anyway, and it requires a lot of manpower.

The juice is then boiled. In fact, this process can directly produce rock sugar. Zhu Wentian thinks it is more cumbersome, so he still follows the steps.

Zhu Wentian was thinking about something. The motorcade arrived at the county seat of Dangtu County, but could not enter because the city gate was closed.

In Xuancheng, everyone can enter easily. Xuancheng officials can rest assured that it will be convenient.

The county seat of Dangtu was also opened, with the south gate opened half way to allow the convoy to enter.

Zhu Taiyi took out Jiyi's certificate, and the soldiers guarding the city put down the hanging basket and took him up.

Afterwards, the magistrate of Taiping Prefecture got up and took a look for himself, leaving some soap, soap, and rock sugar for him to enter the city.

The things left behind are to check whether there are any prohibited items mixed in. It is used as a proof and has no other meaning.

The county magistrate who had received soap and soap before was also very happy. He yawned to express his welcome and took the things back to the county office.

The city secretary is still the same. He doesn't sleep anymore. He washes his face with cold water and stays with him.

The village chief paid him to help buy sheep and even drankSheep soup, it’s not yet midnight, it’s early before dawn

In winter, it gets dark early and lights up later.

The city secretary did not go to the place that sold livestock to buy sheep. It was dark and others were sleeping. He directly called the store that sold sheep soup. His sheep soup was the best.

There are a few sheep tied at the door of the store. When the weather is over, they will get up with the waiters to kill the sheep and make soup. They will sell them at dawn.

After being woken up, for the sake of money, he had no complaints and handled the sheep skillfully.

I had leftover mutton, haggis, and mutton soup from yesterday. I boiled it again and poured in the dry food to heat it up. Everyone drank it first.

The Spring Festival has just passed, the weather is still cold, there is mist in the air, and there is a thin circle of ice around the shallow water.

"Come on, the wine is warmed up." The mayor took the pot off the stove and poured the wine for the mayor.

The headman helped set the tableware and took out the box of pepper. "Thank you very much."

"You come here to buy pigs. I plan to find someone to go to your village to tell you today." I think you will arrive at night.

Live pigs are now cheap, costing five cents per catty. The day before yesterday, they sold for seven cents at the market. The people there said they were reluctant to kill them during the New Year and were waiting to exchange them for livestock. Alas."

The city secretary did not say anything about the price of slaughtered pork. He knew that it was impossible for Xiaqiu Village to buy that kind of pork.

The manager nodded, knowing that pigs are expensive. Not only pigs, but other poultry are also expensive. This is the case during the New Year.

The village will not eat them immediately when they buy them back. They will raise them and kill them when needed. It is best to have good boars that have not been castrated and good sows that have not been castrated.

It’s really not possible to settle for the next best thing. It’s okay to have sows that can carry cubs. There are boars in the village.

“What’s good about the goods next to it?” asked the village manager. He mainly bought pigs and bought back everything else he encountered.

"Would you like rapeseed oil? It was delivered on the eleventh day of the Lunar New Year." The city secretary thought about it and came up with something.

The village chief shook his head, "There is no shortage of oil in the village. Is salt cheap?"

The city secretary had a hesitant look on his face, and then lowered his voice, "The salt we usually eat is still the same. A large amount of bitter salt comes from Henan. If people eat too much, it will cause diarrhea. It is cheap. It costs only a penny a pound. If you buy more, it will be cheaper.

They should not be allowed to sell it. Salt is expensive for the people. Some people eat bran, but this salt is not bad.

In short, you have to pay the thirty-one tax, so let’s just turn a blind eye and close one eye. Ordinary people don’t eat it. This salt.

If you buy it, you can feed it to the livestock. Don’t worry about it. Feed it as little as possible. I know your village is willing to give it to the livestock.”

“This” Li Chang hesitated, he didn't recognize him, so he turned to look at Hanhan.

"Buy, buy, hey hey hey" Zhu Wentian wanted to buy it, he knew what it was.

In Henan, there is usually salt in Pingdingshan, and there is also a kind of bitter salt, magnesium sulfate heptahydrate.

I don’t know if all the salt obtained from there is magnesium sulfate heptahydrate, or it depends on the mining area and the technology.One part sodium chloride, one part magnesium sulfate heptahydrate.

No matter what kind it is, it is useful in the village. It is not difficult to process it when you go back.

“Buy it.” The head of the village was planning to ask Hanhan again when there were no other people around, but now he agreed.

"How much do you want to buy? I'll arrange for someone to negotiate the price." The city secretary was happy and was finally able to help.

The money for renting two horses every day is uneasy and requires a lot of effort.

"Buy, huh huh" Zhu Wentian opened and closed his hands.

"As much as you have." The manager understood.

"How much do they have?" The city secretary once again felt the wealth of Xiaqiu Village.

The two drank slowly. Zhu Wentian and some villagers went to bed first, lying on the car to sleep instead of going to other houses because there was an unpleasant smell.

As soon as the quilt is covered, the snoring sounds for a long time.

After another half an hour, the city secretary said goodbye and looked for a place to sleep, including the chief.

The mutton soup seller continued to kill other sheep, and when they were done, he and his waiter squinted for a while.

At dawn the next day, the villagers keeping watch lay down to sleep, while others got up to wash their faces and brush their teeth. Hanhan provided them with tooth powder and pig-hair and bamboo toothbrushes.

The city secretary yawned and came over again, continuing to drink mutton soup. The villagers took out the steamed buns that had been wrapped in quilts as their staple food.

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