Chapter 2959 Inspection

At that time, the conversation between Bai Shan and Master Song had already spread to the outside world, and now the prestige of the Song family has been greatly damaged. Even if he has now gone through the path of the governor of Guo, unless Bai Shan can be pushed out of Beihai County by him, the Song family will be forever defeated by Bai Shan. Press your head.

The county magistrate Lu felt complicated and a little happy, "It really is a formidable future generation."

It is much better than he dared to do it after two years of planning, and even lost when he did it.

The county magistrate almost shed tears of excitement and sadness.

Inspector Guo lost his good mood. He sent someone to go to Beihai County again. "Look carefully to see if Bai Shan is really not in the county office."

Bai Shan really wasn't in the county government office. Since he was going to do a show, he had to do it more realistically, so he went to the countryside the next day.

It's just that now the busy farming season is over, and the crops in the fields are growing well. It seems that he doesn't need to go to the countryside, so he thought about it and went to Longchi.

He stood on the beach of Longchi and looked out, and asked Zhao Ming, who was accompanying him, "Where is Laizhou?"

"Yes."

Bai Shan nodded slightly, looked up and saw that there were only a few boats in the bay, so he asked, "Have you been to the ferry in Laizhou?"

Zhao Ming shook his head, "I haven't been there, but Fang Xiancheng is from Laizhou, so he should have been there."

"I don't know how the ferry in Laizhou compares to ours here..."

Zhao Ming couldn't catch the words. He felt that this was very dangerous. Is your lord trying to build a ferry in Longchi and grab a merchant ship to go out to sea in Laizhou?

Bai Shan turned to look at the old salt field not far away, his eyes narrowed slightly, "The salt field over there is not bad, but the old salt field here no longer needs to exist, and he has to change his livelihood."

Zhao Ming was speechless.

Bai Shan walked along the coast of Longchi for three days. After walking around the surrounding terrain and villages, he turned around and went to everyone to see the new salt field.

Zhou Liwei hired a lot of people to open a lot of salt fields. He calculated the time for each field to dry the salt. Although it was very hard at first, he lost his hair every night when he watched the data and the painted salt fields. Much easier.

Sometimes he just doesn't go to the salt fields to check the situation, but he also knows which salt fields are ready to harvest salt by looking at the pictures he drew and the data he wrote down.

Now the salt field basically produces salt every day.

When Bai Shan arrived, Zhou Liwei was digging a gully with his people.

He plans to dig all the way into the gully to lead to each salt field in the first row. The seawater that has been dried once will enter the second salt field in turn, and then enter the third one after sieving...

The harvested salt is ready to use.

According to the books given by Bai Shan and Zhou Man, in fact, there is another way to reprocess the dried salt. That is to rub the salt, add water, filter it, and then dry it. The salt that comes out is white and fine. I have seen such fine white salt.

However, this is too labor-intensive and time-consuming, and it cannot be roughly dried in the field. After asking Bai Shan, they gave up this operation and felt that it is unnecessary to put manpower on this now.

Zhou Liwei was wearing a hat on his head, and his trousers were rolled up to his knees. Maybe it was too hot. He was too lazy to wear a long robe, so he wore a short hexagram. He was digging with a hoe in his hand. When Bai Shan arrived, the villagers called him twice. He raised his head with sweat on his face.

Bai Shan looked at his flushed face and asked, "Are you suffering from heat stroke?"

Zhou Liwei wiped the sweat from his face and shook his head, "No? I think it's fine."

Bai Shan frowned and beckoned him to come up.

Zhou Liwei put his hoe to the side, and when he lifted his foot, he was about to jump up, but he stumbled and fell backward...

Bai Shan quickly grabbed his arm and was taken one step forward, but when he was about to fall, he was pulled by Daji.

Daji held Bai Shan with one hand and Zhou Liwei with the other, pulling the man up at once.

Zhou Liwei only felt that his eyes were blurred for a while, and then he was sitting on the ground again.

Bai Shan poured out a pill and stuffed it in his mouth, preventing him from swallowing it, "Take it."

A strange smell rushed from the tongue to the head, Zhou Liwei was refreshed, and he asked with a bitter face, "What is this?"

"Xiaoshu Pills, the pills your sister-in-law made," Bai Shan asked with some schadenfreude, "Is the effect good?"

Zhou Liwei was speechless.

Bai Shan has already said to Zhao Ming, "Let everyone call it a day, it's still too early, let them come back at your own time."

Zhou Liwei glared, "Whose Youshi does not go to work?"

Bai Shandao: "Now that the sun is shining like this, who's to say what's good or bad? You're right, it will take an hour to get dark, that's enough."

Bai Shan insisted, and Zhou Liwei could only obey.

The villagers cheered and went home with hoes, baskets and shovels.

They came to dig ditches not for military service, but as hired laborers. The wages Zhou Liwei paid them were the same as those paid to long-term workers in the salt field, much better than fishing.

Although it is very sunny, they don't think it is very hard, because going out to sea also has to be exposed to the sun, which is even more dangerous, and people will die if they are not careful.

It is much safer to dig ditches on dry land, and Zhou Liwei also includes food.

They have eaten the most rice noodles in the past two months.

After dispersing the villagers, Bai Shan helped Zhou Liwei back to the house.

They built a row of houses at the foot of the mountain, near the Yantian. Now they mainly hire villagers from Xiaowa Village, so the houses are mainly for the soldiers from Luo Patrol, and Zhou Liwei.

His wife Lan Xin is also here.

When they helped Zhou Liwei back, Lan Xin was mending clothes in the room, and when she heard the movement, she came out and immediately greeted her, "Little uncle, you're here."

Seeing that Zhou Liwei's face was not right, he was a little anxious, "What's wrong with you?"

Bai Shan said to him, "I have some heat stroke. Do you have boiled water at home? Warm some for him to drink."

Lan Xin said: "Yes."

Lan Xin immediately went to the kitchen to fetch water.

Bai Shan helped Zhou Liwei in, Daji poured a basin of cold water in, and twisted a towel for him.

Zhou Liwei put it on his face, plus the pills under his tongue, his dizzy head became much clearer.

When he calmed down, Bai Shan looked him up and down, tsk tsk shook his head and said, "It's only been so long, why are you so black, let your aunt see it, and think I've wronged you so much, don't be like this Desperately, even work should be a combination of work and rest, we don't need to eat into a fat man."

Zhou Liwei: "...Didn't you say that the county government ran out of money and waited for the official salt to be sold?"

"Yes, but life is more important than money, and we have a lot of official salt in stock now."

Bai Shan always cherishes his life, even if he is busy, he has always mastered a degree, and will never damage his body.

In this respect, Zhou Manchu is especially similar to him. Except for a few special occasions, the two of them basically do not overdraw their bodies.

Especially Bai Shan, so he always gives the impression that he is slow in everything, Zhou Liwei is a little anxious when he sees it.

So he wisely changed the subject and asked Bai Shan, "Do you need official salt? Do you want to transport it to the county seat?"

"No," Bai Shan said, "the time hasn't come yet, so I'll keep it in the warehouse. I just... I have nothing to do in the county office, so I came to see you."

Zhou Liwei stared: "Being a county magistrate is so leisurely?"

See you tomorrow, Sahua