"This year, wheat will be covered with three layers of quilts. Next year, we'll sleep on steamed buns!"
"Timely snow means a bumper harvest!"
The heavy snow soon covered the whole Guanzhong area. Countless people were happy to see the heavy snow.
After the heavy snow, the winter wheat would be replenished with water and would grow well. Most of the pests in the farmland would be frozen to death. The next year would be a bumper harvest.
"The heavy snow is good for the farmland, but it's not good news for the Mo's Village!" Lu Shuang looked at the snowstorm and sneered.
The snow was so heavy that the snow on the road was knee-deep. This time, even the brick road couldn't stand it. It was impossible to clear so much snow. The transportation in the whole Guanzhong area was stopped because of the heavy snow.
And after the heavy snow, once the road froze, it would be more difficult to clear the snow.
"Time is very precious for the Mo's Village. With the heavy snow, Mo Jiazi can't transport much goods to Chang 'an no matter how powerful he is." Zheng Chang sneered.
The two of them were almost blocked by Qin Huaiyu and his two companions the day before yesterday and had to flee in embarrassment. They directly became the laughing stock of Chang 'an. Now, seeing the Mo's Village in trouble, how could they not be excited?
"God is on our side!" Lu Shuang laughed. In his opinion, the Mo's Village was doomed this time.
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"I admit that Mo Jiazi is a genius who creates miracles again and again. But after all, he is only a man. Can he defeat God?"
In Chang 'an, many people sighed. The heavy snow made the situation worse. The brick road that the Mo's Village relied on for survival was blocked by the heavy snow, which could be said to be fatal.
In fact, it was not only the others who were worried, but also the people of the Mo's Village who were looking at the heavy snow. Although the Mo's Village also had farmland, the joy of a bumper harvest had long disappeared.
"Is God going to destroy the Mo's Village?" Many of Mo Jiazi's brothers said in a trembling voice. Some even knelt down in the heavy snow and cried.
"Get out of the way. What do you mean by destroying the Mo's Village? With the secret skill of Young Master, the Mo's Village can survive the heavy snow." Li Yi suddenly shouted.
"Ah! Young Master's brocade pouch's secret technique! "The group of Mohist disciples immediately rejoiced as they looked at Li Yi in disbelief.
Behind Li Yi, there was a long convoy. Looking at the heavy ruts, it was obvious that it was filled with heavy goods.
"Chief, what are you …" A villager looked at Li Yi in confusion.
"Of course it's to remove the snow! You can continue to work. Tomorrow, we have to deliver the goods to Chang 'an City. "Li Yi laughed.
Following Li Yi's command, bags of large snow-white granules were thrown down from the carriage and quickly melted into the snow, disappearing without a trace.
"You can remove the snow just like that?!" The Mo Family's villagers looked at the convoy disappearing into the vast snow and scratched their heads in confusion.
"If Young Master says so, then so be it!"
More and more villagers said firmly. Then, they continued to work confidently.
In the heavy snow, there was no one on the usually busy brick road. In the cold wind, the convoy led by Li Yi was moving forward in the snow.
They were about to arrive at Chang 'an City! Li Yi rubbed his fingers which were red because of the cold. Looking at the tall city wall in front of him, he could not help but heave a sigh of relief.
"Hurry up and finish the work. We will stay in Chang 'an City tonight." Li Yi looked at the heavy snow and said loudly.
"Yes, Chief!"
The brothers were suddenly refreshed and immediately finished the work in their hands. In Chang 'an City, Mo Jiazi's brothers were provided with accommodation for them. If they stayed in Chang' an City tonight, they would not have to go back to Mo Jiazi's village.
"The convoy of Mo Jiazi's village?"
When the convoy of Mo Jiazi's village arrived at the South City Gate, many people who were rushing in the snow were stunned. No one expected that the convoy of Mo Jiazi's village would arrive at Chang 'an City at this time.
The idler who seemed to be wandering in the crowd was Lu Shuang's informer. He was responsible for investigating the situation of Mo Jiazi's village at the South City Gate. When he saw the convoy of Mo Jiazi's village, he was stunned and quickly went forward to observe.
"Why are all the carriages empty?" The idler was stunned when he saw the empty carriages.
As the convoy slowly entered Chang 'an City, the idler suddenly saw a large amount of white particles thrown in the snow behind the last carriage.
"This is …" The idler hurried forward to take a closer look and said in disbelief.
"Salt!" Then a pedestrian exclaimed. Apparently, he also found these particles.
"Salt!" Many pedestrians were shocked. Although the Daqing Salt lowered the price of salt in the Tang dynasty, salt was very valuable in the Tang dynasty. No one expected that Mo Jiazi's village would directly throw it on the ground.
Suddenly, many people lay on the ground and began to collect the salt in the snow. After all, salt was extremely precious for ordinary people. Naturally, they were unwilling to give it up.
The commotion from behind naturally alerted Li Yi. He turned his head and saw that the other party was collecting the salt scattered on the ground. He suddenly remembered Moton's instructions and shouted in shock, "Stop! You can't eat this salt!"
However, when the people who were collecting salt heard Li Yi's shout, they collected more quickly and ignored Li Yi's warning.
"Since you don't want it, why don't you let us eat it?" The idler sneered.
"Yes, yes!"
"You scattered it on the ground. If we pick it up, it's ours."
Many people refuted. Some people even ignored Li Yi's dissuasion and were ready to leave with the salt.
"The salt is poisonous! It's salt that you can't eat! "Li Yi shouted.
"It's poisonous!" Everyone was shocked and looked at the salt in their hands in disbelief. Suddenly, they hesitated, but they were reluctant to give up the salt.
The idler rolled his eyes and said, "Mo Jiazi's village is stingy. How could they lie to us that the salt is poisonous?"
Many people immediately looked at Li Yi with unkind eyes.
Li Yi explained helplessly, "This is raw salt, which is directly mined from the shore of the salt lake. It contains a lot of toxins. If you don't pay attention and eat too much, you will be poisoned. If you don't believe me, you can taste it and see if it's very bitter."
Raw salt was the industrial salt in the future. It was often used to melt snow on the road, but it was also a very common industrial raw material. Many industries in Mo Jiazi's village needed industrial salt, so they stored a lot of it. They didn't expect that they could use it in the snowstorm.
"Raw salt!"
Ordinary people couldn't tell what raw salt was, but when they tasted it, they were suddenly full of bitterness. Hearing Li Yi's words, they angrily scattered the salt in their hands on the snow again.
"Then why did you scatter these harmful things on the ground?" The idler was full of bitterness and said indignantly.
Li Yi said proudly, "Although the salt is not edible, it can melt snow. As long as it is scattered on the road, after one night, the brick road in the south of the city can be driven normally."
"Melt snow with salt!"
"Normal traffic!"
The idler was shocked and hurriedly turned back to report.
The people at the south gate also left unwillingly. Li Yi was still worried. He stared at the official road in the south of the city for a long time until the salt grains slowly melted into the snow and could no longer be collected. Then he returned to Chang 'an City.
But he didn't know that at this moment, in Chang 'an City, the news that Mo Jiazi's village melted snow with salt had already spread. Now in Chang' an City, as long as there was gossip about Mo Jiazi's village or Mo Jiazi, it would always spread all over Chang 'an City. Even the snow didn't affect the gossip at all.
"Melt snow with salt? Can salt melt snow? I only know that Mo Jiazi used snow to describe salt! "Obviously, the influence of the crooked poem Meton used to advertise snow salt was still there.
"What a prodigal! Mo Jiazi is really a prodigal! "
As the gossip spread, more and more details were added. The raw salt directly became snow salt. Needless to say, this strange thing could only be done by Mo Jiazi. Many people were distressed and couldn't help but curse Meton for being a prodigal.
If it was anyone else who was a prodigal, they would probably hate iron for not living up to expectations. However, when people talked about Meton, they had a different attitude. And everyone knew that once Mo Jiazi became a prodigal, he would never be soft-hearted. But after observing Meton's prodigal behavior, they found that compared with the upcoming harvest, Meton's prodigal behavior was simply the most cost-effective business in the world.
At the Western Regions Grand Competition, Mo Jiazi spent a lot of money. Countless barbarian merchants worked for the Tang dynasty, which was equivalent to countless Marquis Bowang working for the Tang dynasty and brought endless benefits to the Tang dynasty.
The construction of the brick road in the south of the city was also criticized by people for being a prodigal. However, not only did it free Mo Jiazi's village from 10 years of corvee labor, but it also opened the era of brick roads in the Tang dynasty, which benefited the whole world.
And today, Mo Jiazi once again played the role of a prodigal. Although the raw salt was as cheap as mud in the salt lake, after all, it was transported back from such a far place. The transportation cost alone was not a small amount.
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