Zhang Feng was a little dumbfounded.
He only remembered that he had given this salt-making technique to Lao Li just to show off. But how could he have known that this thing could make money?
But then Zhang Feng's eyes couldn't help but burn.
He rubbed his hands and asked, "Well, Lao Li, tell me, how much did I make from this thing? You also know that my academy has just started, and I need money for everything. I'm worried about this. You're really my God of Wealth! "
Li Shimin instantly felt as if there was a fly stuck in his throat. It was suffocating.
However, he really didn't care about this little bit of money.
However, this kid had already forgotten about this matter completely?
In an instant, Li Shimin had an impulse to vomit blood.
Zhenla's poisonous salt was basically given to the Tang Dynasty. Ten carriages of poisonous salt in exchange for one carriage of salt, and it was the coarse salt that was produced in the first process. Even so, the people of Zhenla thought that they had gotten a big bargain, not to mention that these coarse salt were basically sold in large quantities to the Turkic Tubo and other countries at the price of ten copper coins per kilogram.
As for the fine salt in the Tang Dynasty, it was basically one copper coin per kilogram. Although it was cheap, it was basically used by everyone except those who lived deep in the mountains and forests.
Millions of people. This was an astronomical figure!
Li Shimin took a deep breath and looked up at Zhang Feng's face. He shook his head and found it funny. "When did you become so vulgar?"
"Vulgar? Don't you know that you don't know the cost of firewood and rice if you don't manage the household? Now I'm just sitting there and eating! If you don't think of a way, what can you do? "
Ignoring Zhang Feng's incessant retort, Li Shimin said, "You should be able to calculate the price of this thing. After all, you were the one who set the price of this thing in the first place. There are hundreds of large and small salt-making workshops in the various prefectures of Jiannan Circuit, and that's not counting the ones set up by the government."
"Every day, each workshop can produce about five hundred kilograms of fine salt and about three thousand kilograms of export coarse salt. The export coarse salt is ten copper coins, and the domestic fine salt is one copper coin. If the fine salt is exported, the price will be about one copper coin. Do you have an idea now?"
"So much?"
When Zhang Feng heard this, his eyes almost popped out.
He spread out his hands and said, "Then give me some money first. I'm so poor that I don't even have enough money to eat."
"You, you still know how to ask for money? Now these workshops and your source of income are all cut off.? even if I give you some money now, what will you do in the future? Don't just be a shopkeeper! "
When Zhang Feng heard this, he came out of his beautiful fantasy of waiting to receive money.
Although this thing was just thrown to Li Shimin casually at the beginning, he didn't expect that this thing could become popular in the Tang Dynasty in such a short time.
Now when he heard it, Zhang Feng felt like he was in Tesco.
However, Lao Li still had a conscience and gave him some shares, but at this time …
Zhang Feng thought for a while, then stood up and walked around the room twice before saying, "Lao Li, actually, what do you think about the matter of Zhen La this time?"
Li Shimin rolled his eyes.
He chose to ignore it.
If he knew the way, would he come here?
Did he have nothing to do?
"Do you think I would come to you if I knew the way?"
Li Shimin couldn't help complaining in the end.
Zhang Feng touched his nose, coughed, and said, "Actually, you just need to stay calm about this matter. His Majesty already has a plan."
"Plan? I just heard from Qian 'er that you said His Majesty is not going to send troops to Zhen La? "Li Shimin saw that he finally got to the main topic, so he hurriedly asked.
Zhang Feng shook his finger, "No, it's not that His Majesty is not going to send troops. His Majesty should be able to understand the current situation. Of course, you definitely can't understand it."
"Then tell me about it so that I can be mentally prepared. You also know that a large number of my goods are now detained in Tubo and other countries. Once the war starts, not only will we lose Zhen La, this fat piece of meat, but we may also lose all our trade routes. Aren't you worried at all?"
"Moreover, the current situation is not a problem of whether to send troops or not, but what if we are attacked from both sides once we send troops?"
Li Shimin finished what he wanted to say in one breath.
This time, he really didn't have any time to brag and chat with Zhang Feng.
Now, he didn't know how many people the Tujue had sent out, nor did he know what conspiracy was behind this matter. As the Emperor, how could he not be worried?
This time, if there was another White Horse Alliance, Li Shimin would definitely go crazy. ,
Moreover, he also knew that if the Tujue really came to the south this time, it wouldn't be to scare people.
Seeing this, Zhang Feng didn't want to joke anymore.
He knew that Lao Li was really worried about the current situation.
Zhang Feng didn't even think about it. He dipped the cup in water and wrote four big words on the table.
'Besiege Wei to rescue Zhao'!
When Li Shimin saw these words, he was shocked.
He couldn't help but frown.
"You mean …"
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