The First Family of Tang Dynasty

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It was night in Dengzhou City, all of them were exhausted physically and mentally, but their hearts were full of excitement and anticipation of the shareholders of Han and Tang Commercial Bank.

While eating and drinking, they whispered and whispered, and the topics discussed were inseparable from what they saw and heard today.

Since ancient times, salt and iron have been extremely heavy. Compared with food, which is a living resource that is related to people's livelihood, iron and salt are more important to the imperial court and military strategy. Otherwise, the Han Dynasty would not have produced a book that has been passed down for thousands of years. The "Salt and Iron Theory".

"This is really not a problem, I heard that Brother Chubi offered the method of refining salt to the court before.

This has enabled many people who in the past could only spend their days on coarse and inferior salt, no longer suffer from bad salt, endure hardships, and even get sick..."

"Hey hey hey..."

"Hey, Brother Jun, why are you laughing so lewdly, why, isn't what a certain family said wrong?"

Seeing the old brothers who didn't know the inside story, they looked at him with fierce eyes.

Fang Jun quickly put the Kuaizi in his hand and explained the truth seriously.

"Brother Chubi, most of them are right, but that thing was not offered by Brother Chubi on his own initiative.

He just wanted to have suitable saline debridement for his own surgery..."

Hearing Fang Jun's words, the old brothers were dumbfounded, unable to laugh or cry.

"Before that time, Your Majesty even told Brother Wei De, if Brother Chubi were to make some monster moths...ahem, if you make something new, you must report it in time."

"Avoid another good treasure that benefits the country and the people from being hidden in the hands of Brother Chubi and never sees the light of day."

"I see…"

Just as the gang was waiting, Cheng Chubi frowned, and his eyes swept over the gangster over and over again.

Li Ke on the side was like a female mosquito ready to **** blood, buzzing non-stop.

"...Brother Chubi, brother, I think this good method of making salt should be presented to the court as soon as possible."

"Brother Chubi, you said before that you want the brothers to take credit, but this time is an opportunity..."

"Brother Chubi, what are your thoughts? You have to give some words, can you?"

"I'm anxious, wait for me to think about it... This is a good way to make salt. It's true, but you don't care about how many people there are here."

Li Ke subconsciously glanced at the dozen or so shareholders of the Han and Tang trading houses, mainly the children of vulgar warriors.

He immediately realized what Brother Chu Bi meant, but Li Ke laughed and turned his elbow twice.

"What's the matter, Brother Chubi, do you think an old brother still expects this merit to get promoted and get rich?"

Cheng Chubi glanced at the King Qi with some disgust, who knew all the time about being blind, and spoke earnestly and earnestly.

"Brother Xian, what you said is wrong. Cheng has always liked to pursue the ultimate in doing things. This is called maximizing profits."

"If the merits of this good method of making salt fall on only two or three people, do you think they will be able to get promoted and make a fortune?"

Li Ke couldn't help but stunned when he said this, smashed his mouth, and really had to nod his head to admit it.

"If you really told you, Brother Chubi, that there were only two or three people, the court would definitely not be stingy, and it would definitely be impossible to confer a title.

But at least the approval of the court, the promotion of official rank, and the reward of wealth and silk will definitely be there. "

"Brother Chubi, you said it was okay to bring a vote of old brothers over to take credit, just two or three, is this appropriate?"

"You gave those two or three people what the other brothers would think. They must think that Brother Chubi, you..."

"Hmm..." Cheng Chubi couldn't help but smacked his mouth in embarrassment, the rain and dew were all wet, and everyone won the collective honor award at most.

But once these credits are concentrated on two or three old brothers, how can they get second-class and third-class merits.

But the most troublesome thing is who gets the credit? These brothers are not easy-going gentlemen, and they will be appeased after a few lip service.

Maybe at that time, one vote of people will directly roll up their sleeves for this credit and want to compete with each other by force.

Play a ring match or something, and then select one, two or three with a bruised nose and a swollen face to accept the credit for contributing to the court's salt-making method.

Thinking of this, Brother Cheng Chubi's eyes lit up, oh, this is a good idea.

Li Ke, who was beside him, saw Brother Chubi's eyes gleaming. The appearance of non-stop hei hei hei hei hei hei hei, and instantly the back of the ridge is cold, the chrysanthemum is tight.

"Brother Chubi, you, these are our good brothers, not outsiders. Don't make any monsters."

This made Cheng Chubi's heart froze, and he glared at Li Ke with a sullen face.

"What is making a demon moth? I have a good plan for my brother. It is very suitable for brothers, and it is easy to select candidates who are suitable for contributing to the good method of making salt."

"Oh? Since Xiongtai really has a good plan, hurry up and say it, little brother, I am all ears."

When Brother Chu Bi came to his ear for a while, Li Ke looked at Brother Chu Bi's smiling expression, and subconsciously wiped his face.

I have to admit that Brother Chubi's move is very suitable for a vulgar warrior to solve the problem.

But there is a precondition, that is, there needs to be a sturdy old man to be the referee.

But right now, on the Qingzhou boundary, Li Ji, who can hold down this vote of martial arts disciples, is still hundreds of miles away, leading the army in the direction of the Qingzhou Grand Governor's Mansion. .

"No, no, brother Chubi, I think it's okay, brother. Although this is a good strategy, we can't control the scene."

"If these old brothers are anxious, what should they do?"

"..." Facing Li Ke's objection, Cheng Chubi had to remain silent. What then?

Since the martial arts can't be done, it's not impossible to give Wendou a try. Cheng Chubi rolled his eyes a few times, but he still hasn't figured out how to do it.

Li Ke, who was beside him, laughed sullenly, then took out a cardboard box from his arms and shook it towards Brother Chubi.

"Brother Chubi, why don't we let them draw lots to decide the outcome, who has good luck and who will take the credit for this good method of making salt?"

"Yo ho, Brother Xian, you have a very active mind." Cheng Chubi was overjoyed when he saw the bamboo card handed over by Li Ke, took the bamboo card and washed it quickly on the eucalyptus table.

At this moment, Li Ke stood up and tapped the kuaizi on the edge of the porcelain plate in front of him. The crisp sound quickly attracted the attention of all the old and young men.

"Brothers, brothers, let's listen to what my younger brother said, today's method of drying salt, you must have already seen a thing or two."

"Knowing that if this law can be promoted in my Tang Dynasty, it will definitely be a good law that benefits the country and the people, and benefits all people..."

After Li Ke groaned, he pointed his finger diagonally at Brother Chubi, who was smilingly shuffling the bamboo tiles and choosing a suitable bamboo tile.

"Next, which three people can contribute this good law to the court, it depends on your own luck..."

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