Chapter 121: Offering a Well to the Family

"Miss Jing, you're here." Wen Yan smiled at her, as if he had expected her to come again.

"Do you really have a way to get food?" Meng Chifei looked at her with shining eyes.

"Let's talk upstairs." Wen Yan led the way.

They came to the accounting office on the second floor.

"Miss Jing, how much food can you provide us?"

Jing Mingmei said: "A conservative estimate is 50,000 shi."

Meng Chifei counted carefully on her hands, and then she said with shining eyes: "If we live frugally, this amount of food will be enough for the people of Jinyang Prefecture to survive for three to six months."

Meng Chifei made another mental calculation: "The silver we have raised so far is enough to pay for the grain."

Wen Yan smiled and nodded, then looked at Jing Mingmei: "Miss Jing, you have contributed money and effort, what do you want in return?"

Jing Mingmei felt like Wen Yan saw through her.

Jing Mingmei did not hide her feelings and said calmly, "I would like to ask you two to recommend my brother to the Emperor in the name of his meritorious service in disaster relief."

"Your brother donated money and effort to the disaster relief efforts. It's only natural for Sister Chi Fei to mention it when she asks for credit." Wen Yan looked as if she would definitely ask for credit for them.

What Jing Mingmei wanted was not a memorial with dozens or hundreds of names requesting credit.

She wanted the opportunity to meet the emperor alone.

She opened her mouth and stopped using all the roundabout methods in the backyard.

"I'm not used to dealing with you." She gave a wry smile and revealed her biggest trump card. "We discovered a salt well in my mulberry garden. Preliminary investigations show that the brine is located about 100 to 200 meters underground."

Salt mines are more valuable than gold mines.

If the news gets out, I wonder how many people will scramble for it.

"Why don't you tell Marquis Jinping..." Meng Chifei stopped talking halfway.

Jing Mingmei hated the Huo family so much now, how could she give the gold nugget to someone she hated?

Jing Mingmei didn't mind, but said slowly: "The old man has been pampering me on the surface all these years, but it's just because my family can still provide me with money.

Yanjing is a hen that lays golden eggs. It is much easier to control than the huge Jing family.

If the old man knew about the existence of the salt well, my Jing family would not have a good ending."

I have to say.

Jing Mingmei guessed correctly.

In the previous life, the Jing family also wanted to find thicker thighs after discovering the salt well.

Her elder brother, Jing Mingshan, came to the capital to carry out activities.

Although he did it covertly, Lord Huo still discovered his tracks.

Lord Huo followed the clues and found out about the salt well.

Scholars, farmers, and merchants.

What can businessmen use to fight against the powerful?

Lord Huo arranged his disciples to the location of the salt well, and soon used some tricks to get the salt well.

The Jing family was also charged with illegally mining salt, and the three clans were exiled.

Jing Mingmei lost her function as a purse and her life in the Huo family became difficult.

In her previous life, she was able to help Madam Jia deal with Jing Mingmei so smoothly, partly because of this salt well, which caused Jing Mingmei to fall out of favor.

Jing Mingmei continued, "This salt well can be mined by my family and shipped to foreign countries for sale. We will not take a single cent of the profits earned. We only pray that my family can be blessed by the Heavenly Family and not be harmed by treacherous people."

The traitor she was referring to was most likely the Marquis of Jinping.

Meng Chifei blinked.

The emperor is going crazy now because of lack of money.

That's a salt well that's more valuable than a gold mine. Someone has taken over the entire process of making and selling salt.

The emperor was just waiting to count the silver.

Such a good thing is hard to come by even with a lantern, how could he possibly refuse!

Meng Chifei looked at Wen Yan.

Wen Yan said: "We will find a way for you, but don't have too high expectations.

After all, the disaster relief efforts haven't been successful yet, and taking credit for them now might backfire."

"I know. Please do your best. If it really doesn't work, for the safety of my family, my brother can only report the salt well to the government." And the Jing family can only continue to be the purse of Marquis Jinping.

Once there is a better choice, Jing Mingmei will no longer be able to tolerate the current frustration.

At this moment, Jing Mingmei suddenly felt murderous.

If the meeting with the emperor fails, she can only find a way to kill him quietly while keeping the old man calm.

Wen Yan reminded him, "Since you have chosen to submit to His Majesty, before the results are known, you should refrain from any unnecessary actions or risks causing complications."

"I know." Jing Mingmei agreed. "In three days, my brother's horse team carrying grain will arrive near Anguanling. You can take my token and go to inspect it."

Jing Mingmei handed over a piece of fine mutton-fat jade pendant.

Wen Yan took it, looked at it, and kept it close to her body: "As long as the Jing family is sincere, Captain Meng will speak well of you in front of the emperor."

Wen Yan reported Meng Chifei's official position to show his seriousness.

"Thank you." After Jing Mingmei finished her business, she bowed and left.

After making sure Jing Mingmei has completely left.

Meng Chifei then said, "Yanyan, tell me the truth, when you asked me to ask the emperor for two calligraphy works, did you take Jing Mingmei into account?"

Meng Chifei is right.

Wen Yan had been plotting against Jing Mingmei from the very beginning.

Wen Yan would never miss anything that would cause trouble for the Huo family.

Wen Yan thought so in her heart, but she coughed lightly and winked at the roof: "Don't tell me, the Jing family is far away in Shu. How can I predict their future?"

The emperor sent people to protect the disaster relief money.

Now the shop is surrounded by the emperor's guards like an iron barrel.

While it is safe, the emperor may have eyes and ears at every angle, and you may hear their words if you are not careful.

If the emperor heard that she could 'foresee' things, she would probably be burned to death!

Meng Chifei quickly covered his mouth, his eyes rolled around, and he quickly changed the subject: "My eldest brother should have arrived in Jinyang Prefecture by now.

The food they brought with them would not last long.

If the food the Jing family brought is genuine, it can also alleviate their urgent needs."

But then again, money makes things faster.

The disaster was exposed only half a month later.

Jing Mingmei not only sent the news back to Shu, but her brother even transported food to the vicinity of the capital.

Ordinary people wouldn’t even dare to dream of this!

Meng Xiyan and his party at this moment.

They had indeed arrived in Jinyang Prefecture.

Along the way, there were people everywhere who looked pale and thin, begging along the way.

There are many people who sell their children and even themselves.

Looking at the children whose bellies were bulging with hunger, Qingchuan reached into his arms several times, wanting to give them his multi-grain cakes.

But he held back.

Once these people see the food, they will rush over like hungry wolves with green eyes.

In the end, it even caused a riot and their disaster relief food was almost stolen.

"Since it is disaster relief food, we are almost starving to death, why can't you share it with us!" Those people looked at them in despair and resentment.

In the end, it was Meng Xiyan who cut off the arm of a disaster victim, preventing the unrest from turning into a riot.

Qingchuan thought about what happened the day before yesterday and took his hand out of his pocket.

Suddenly, there was a whoosh sound of something breaking through the air.

Meng Xiyan shouted: "Be careful, there are robbers."

This was the fifth wave of robbers they had encountered in the three days since entering Jinyang Prefecture.