Who dares to object to this?
Huan Naxue's four uncles looked obedient.
Before, they also thought about returning to Shulechuan to continue grazing.
However, his current strength does not allow it!
Before Dayin recovered Yunzhou and Shengzhou, if their people rashly went to Shulechuan, they would definitely be giving their heads to the Tartars.
As for Huan Naxue, the commander of Fengzhou, without Dayin's protection, he was just a piece of cake.
After weighing the pros and cons, the four uncles seemed to have no choice but to listen to Zhao Muyun and follow in his footsteps.
"If you're silent, that means you agree!"
"Very good, this is the wisest decision you have ever made in your life."
"Leave half of the tribe here to make salt, and the other half will go to Yinzhou Prefecture. I will build a crude salt purification workshop in Yinzhou City. From now on, the Wuhuan people will no longer have to herd livestock and can live a happy life!"
"There are still many strong men from Dayin in Yinzhou City. There are more women than men in Wuhuan, so it's a good opportunity to balance things out."
“…”
Zhao Muyun, under the influence of a little alcohol, decided the future of the Wuhuan people.
The Wuhuan people will slowly assimilate under the cultural and material erosion of Dayin until the demise of this ethnic group.
If you can’t beat them, choose to join, or join passively!
Perhaps this is also the final destination of the fate of every weak nation in the long river of history.
Then, Zhao Muyun discussed some details unilaterally with the four elders.
The salt road from Salt Lake to Silver State must be built immediately.
As the night deepened and after a satisfying meal and a good drink, Huan Naxue asked two women to help support Zhao Muyun into the tent.
After the two women left, Huan Naxue came up to him on her own initiative. Her eyes with blue pupils were extremely hot and charming.
Zhao Muyun was already feeling hot all over and tore off Huan Naxue's clothes fiercely.
Huan Naxue took the initiative to help, and soon her healthy wheat-colored skin and amazing long legs were revealed.
The end of the slender place is dark and far-reaching.
Zhao Muyun growled, pressed Huan Naxue under him, and moved around wantonly.
......
The next day.
Zhao Muyun struggled from Huan Naxue's delicate body, trying to pull himself out but failed many times.
The Karasuma people are already busy.
Last night, when Zhao Muyun and Huan Naxue were studying the human body structure and the writing of the word "Kun", Uncle Kui and the other four elders reached a resolution.
Second uncle and third uncle brought 2,000 clansmen to stay by the salt lake and continue making salt; while fourth uncle and Kui uncle brought another 2,000 clansmen to Yinzhou to work in the crude salt workshop.
As the sky gradually brightened, the Wuhuan people who were going to get the silver had packed up and were ready to go.
The tribesmen said goodbye to each other, and everyone was quietly waiting for Zhao Muyun to appear.
After waiting for a while, Zhao Muyun and Huan Naxue opened the curtain of the tent and appeared in front of everyone.
They could tell from Huan Naxue's face, which was filled with happiness and shyness, how hard Zhao Muyun worked last night.
I hope Huan Naxue can get pregnant with Zhao Muyun's child as soon as possible, so that the relationship between the Wuhuan people and Zhao Muyun will be more solid.
"Sir Captain, we are all ready and waiting for your arrangements!"
Uncle Kui ran up happily to report.
He knew that starting from last night, the four of them could no longer take advantage of their seniority and regard themselves as Huan Naxue's elders.
"Well, is the salt tank full?" Zhao Muyun asked.
"The one hundred horses you brought, and the hundred or so horses from our tribe, each carried two bags of salt. And each of our two thousand people also carried a bag. We can take away almost all the salt we've dried over the past twenty days."
Uncle Kui gave a detailed report, "According to estimates, there should be 30,000 kilograms of coarse salt."
"Thirty thousand pounds, very good!" Zhao Muyun calculated secretly after hearing it.
Usually, crude salt contains impurities such as mud, magnesium chloride, sodium sulfate and other substances. Physical purification generally uses processes such as dissolution, filtration, evaporation, and crystallization to obtain salt with higher purity.
In actual operation, the comprehensive yield of dissolution loss, filtration loss and evaporation loss is 60%-70%.
He had previously robbed the Bai family of 300 kilograms of coarse salt, which after purification could be obtained into 180 kilograms of fine salt.
Now we can take away 30,000 kilograms of coarse salt, which means we can take away almost 18,000 kilograms of fine salt.
Although the loss is nearly one-third, the price is very different.
Take the current prices in Dayin for example, coarse salt costs 30 wen per catty.
Fine salt costs about 300 wen per catty, which is 10 times the price.
As long as the profit is doubled, many businessmen will flock to it.
Even if it means risking my life, I will do it if the profit is ten times greater.
Eighteen thousand kilograms of fine salt is worth 5,400 taels of silver. Pei Lun takes 40% and Zhao Muyun can get 3,200 taels of silver.
With Pei Lun here, sales shouldn't be a problem.
What's more, there is the huge consumer market of Beidi with a population of over one million.
"Then let's go! Get to Yinzhou as soon as possible, build a workshop, and purify fine salt!"
"I will use salt to bring down King Zhelan's economy!"
At Zhao Muyun's command, the team set off.
In his previous life, he listened to many lectures given by instructors in the army, many of which mentioned trade wars between countries.
Zhao Muyun listened very carefully at the time and was deeply impressed.
Now that we have the weapon of fine salt, we can put it into practice and paralyze King Zhelan's grassland economy.
"Sir, I seem to have done nothing on this trip. I even slept with a woman last night. I'm so ashamed!"
When Mahmud saw Zhao Muyun leading the team to set off, he came over anxiously to ask.
"I almost forgot about you!"
Seeing Mahmud's expectant face, Zhao Muyun slapped his forehead.
"You've made a name for yourself with King Zhelan, so it's not easy for you to sneak into the prairie. But you should have some connections there, right? Using these connections, it shouldn't be a problem for you to sell our salt to them, right?"
"Sir, please don't say that. As far as selling salt is concerned, there is absolutely no problem."
When Mahmud heard this, he was overjoyed and patted his chest, saying, "No matter how much salt you have, I can sell it all to you!"
"You have this ability, very good, this is exactly what I need!" Zhao Muyun grinned, "I'll give you 100 coins per pound, how much you add is up to you."
"Sir, let's be honest, you're being too ruthless! Your Dayin only sells for 30 wen per jin in the market, and smuggling it to the grasslands would only fetch 60 wen per jin at most."
Mahmud jumped up when he heard this and said, "Sir, you're already paying me 100 coins per pound. How much more can I sell it for?"
"You think it's this coarse salt?"
Zhao Muyun realized he had misunderstood, so he took out a small bag of fine salt from his pocket and threw it to Mahmud, "I'm talking about this. The market price of Dayin is 300 coins per catty!"
What? Fine salt!
Mahmud's reaction was even more exaggerated than Pei Lun's. He was trembling all over, like a country bumpkin who didn't understand high-voltage wires.
"Fine salt in Beidi is called golden sand. Even at 1,000 coins per pound, it's priceless!"
This time it was Zhao Muyun's turn to be shocked.
Are you kidding me? It’s one thousand coins per pound. This is too crazy!
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