Chapter 15: Sea salt is better than snow, and its price is better than platinum (new book, please support!)

Chapter 15 Sea salt is more valuable than snow and more valuable than platinum When the fully loaded fishing boat gradually approached the shore, old Ford, who was standing on the reef by the sea and looking forward to it, was already in tears...

How could his master be so troublesome? When he heard the news that the Earl had sailed away, he almost fainted again. What a sin...

Fortunately, old Ford had already experienced many hardships from Bruno's countless ridiculous behaviors, so if the shock was not too great, he would not faint again.

As soon as the boat was level with the shore, Bruno jumped from the boat and landed steadily on the shore.

"Old butler... I left in a hurry and forgot to inform you." Bruno felt quite embarrassed when facing this old man who was over fifty years old.

"As long as the master comes back safely, it's good. But...that L'Obida has been fooling the master all day long. I must have been bewitched by him when I went fishing this time. This man is really hateful. Please punish him severely..." Old Ford glared at the valet who was following Bruno with his head down.

L'Hopida was still a little dizzy due to the turbulence of the sea, but when he heard the old butler call his name, he immediately sobered up a little and said quickly: "Master butler, please don't mind my business..."

"That's right!" Bruno immediately replied, "L'Hôpital did do something wrong. I will definitely criticize him in the future, but... considering that we really caught a lot of fish and shrimp in the sea, let's forgive him this time..."

"Caught fish?" Old Ford was stunned.

"Yes, isn't the deck full of fish?" Bruno pointed to the fishing boat behind him.

Before this, Old Ford was busy talking to Bruno and didn't pay much attention to the fishing boat, but after Bruno's reminder, he realized the fish piled on the deck of the fishing boat.

Old Ford opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief.

"This... How is this possible..."

"This is all thanks to L'Hôpital's idea..." Bruno patted L'Hôpital's shoulder with a smile.

L'Obida's body trembled violently, "This is all thanks to the master..."

Old Ford had no time to pay attention to the master and servant who were flattering each other. At this moment, his eyes were already attracted by the full harvest on the fishing boat. How could he catch so many fish in one trip out to sea? He remembered hearing people say that fishing... completely depends on the blessing of the sea god!

Therefore, in old Ford's impression, fishing should not be such an easy thing...

"What are you still standing there for? Come on... help move all these fish down..." Old Ford's voice trembled as he ordered the serfs to carry the piles of fish and shrimp to land.

The serfs crowded on the shore had been waiting for this sentence for a long time. As soon as Old Ford finished speaking, they all rushed forward one after another. When had they ever seen so much food?

"This fishing... is there any skill?" Old Ford asked hurriedly after coming to his senses.

"Of course there is. This time, I plan to let L'Hôpital stay and take charge of the fishing matters." Bruno replied.

"This is a good thing! If we can catch so many fish every time we go fishing, then food... won't be so scarce." Old Ford agreed.

On the side, L'Hopi was feeling both pain and happiness.

He must have been extremely excited that his master had entrusted him with such an important task, but... when he thought of the wind and waves and the turbulence in the sea, Lobida felt a little frightened.

"Since the master has given me this opportunity, I will do my best!" said Lobida with a stiff face.

Now that they have reached the shore, Bruno basically doesn't need to worry about what happens next. The serfs will carry the fish off the boat, and then sort them out, and either pickle them or dry them. But no matter what method is used, the catch from the sea will definitely become one of the important sources of food for the city of Idar in the future.

"Let's go to the salt fields." Bruno suddenly suggested as they walked.

After dealing with the food problem, the next issue is naturally the funding issue. Making salt from seawater is the most important source of income for the city of Idar, so Bruno naturally has to go and see it in person to feel at ease.

"I'll lead the way for you," Old Ford volunteered.

As the steward of Idar Territory, all the funds in the territory had always been handled personally by Old Ford. Therefore, he was naturally very familiar with the salt fields on the seaside.

The salt field is actually not far from the pier, and you don’t need to ride a horse, you can get there in a few steps.

The operation of the salt field required a huge number of serfs, and the noisy voices of people could be heard from a long distance away.

The world's method of making salt from seawater is still very backward, and is not much different from the salt-making method in ancient China a long time ago, which was to boil salt from seawater.

Although boiling salt and drying salt sound similar, the actual operations are quite different.

It takes a lot of manpower to boil salt. First, someone has to be responsible for fetching sea water, and then someone has to go to the mountains to chop trees and firewood, and boil the sea water in a pot. After boiling it over and over again, a little bit of salt can be produced.

It is precisely because the investment required for salt production is huge, therefore, in many places, high-quality salt is regarded as "white gold" by many people. A small bucket of salt can be exchanged for a house, which is a well-known hard currency.

As for drying salt, it seems...it has not appeared in this world yet...

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However, Bruno knew about sea salt drying. After all... this was high school knowledge during the compulsory education stage and it would be tested in the exam.

only……

"Old Ford, is there any place with brighter light than here within the jurisdiction of Idar Territory?"

The old housekeeper thought for a while, then said: "Yes, go south from here for a few dozen miles, there is a beach along the coast, there is no reef cliffs to block the sun, usually there is plenty of sunlight, and no one lives there."

Bruno couldn't help but laugh. This was like someone offering a pillow when he wanted to take a nap. "Really? That's a great place to dry salt!"

"Dry...dry the salt?" Old Ford was obviously stunned for a moment, but he didn't know what kind of brilliant idea this was from his master.

During these few days, his master brought him too many shocks, making old Ford a little overwhelmed for a while.

Before this, the master's antics were pure antics, which would not bring any good changes to the Idar County except wasting money.

But starting from these few days, every time Bruno acted up, it would bring about some changes to Idar's tie.

Just before Bruno returned, he received a letter from the city of Idar. It was said that under the management of Shabi, although the appearance of the city of Idar still could not be described as brand new, it was much better than before. At least... he no longer had to worry about stepping on something that was recycled after going out.

In addition, when Bruno went out of the city this time, he not only picked a large amount of seaweed, but also went out to sea with L'Aubert to catch a large amount of fish and shrimp, greatly expanding the food reserves of Idar County.

Although the reason for all this seemed to be that the master wanted to plan a more massive plan to squander the family fortune - building a sky garden.

But Old Ford was still happy from the bottom of his heart. After all, the Idar Territory was gradually becoming more vibrant...

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