Seeing her father's excited expression, Mrs. Deng quickly went over to taste it.
"Oh, it's so salty~~"
Madam Deng looked at Mr. Ma with a distorted expression.
"Nonsense." Master Ma glanced at Madam Deng. "If salt isn't salty, it can still be called salt."
Mrs. Deng stuck out her tongue, picked up the teacup on the table and gulped down a cup of cold tea.
Master Ma swallowed and asked, "Did Lord Deng tell me how much salt there is?"
After swallowing the tea, Madam Deng said without hesitation, "My brother-in-law said that King Qianhuang has 3 million tons of this salt."
"3 million tons!? Are you sure you heard it right?"
Mr. Ma’s eyes almost popped out of his head in shock.
3 million jin is scary enough, 3 million tons is simply unimaginable.
Madam Deng blinked her eyes and nodded firmly, "I heard it right."
There is no difference between 3 million jin and 3 million tons; they are both a lot of salt.
Mrs. Deng had no idea that her unheard words would frighten Mr. Ma so much that he lost his mind.
Mr. Ma held the bag of salt tremblingly, and all he could think about was 3 million tons of salt.
Those are mountains, mountains of salt.
He understood what Magistrate Deng meant. Even if the Ma family spent all their wealth, it would not be enough to buy 3 million tons of salt.
King Qianhuang will definitely not keep so much salt just to sell in Qianhuang City, he will definitely sell it outside.
If he could get these salts and sell them in Fire Phoenix Country, the Ma family's net worth would undoubtedly double.
Master Ma swallowed and looked at the bag of salt in his hand with fiery eyes.
A family heirloom, if the Ma family can get close to King Qianhuang, their wealth will double, and it is very likely that they will create glory again.
He has witnessed a lot of King Qianhuang's abilities, and there is a very high possibility that he will reach the top position in the future. Wouldn't that mean that the Ma family can become the royal merchant again?
Under his leadership, the Ma family once again became a royal merchant. Even if he lost his heirloom, he could still hold his head high and face his ancestors.
Thinking of this, Mr. Ma paced back and forth excitedly.
Mrs. Deng felt dizzy watching her father walking back and forth without saying a word.
"Dad, that --- heirloom..."
Mrs. Deng glanced at the sky outside and asked anxiously.
It was almost noon, and her Haoer was going to kneel at the gate of the prefectural government office.
Her son was covered in wounds and had to kneel under the scorching sun for an hour. How could anything good happen to him?
If she had presented the heirloom earlier, King Qianhuang might have been so happy that he would have exempted Hao'er from the punishment of kneeling.
Mr. Ma paused, and looked at Madam Deng with his sharp eyes.
"Of course it's dedicated to King Qianhuang."
"But..." Master Ma glanced at the bag of salt in his hand, "I want to personally present the heirloom to King Qianhuang."
His Ma family's heirloom must be presented by the Ma family themselves.
How could such a precious thing possibly pass through the hands of others, even if they were relatives?
It is also time for his Ma family to show their face in front of King Qianhuang and become more familiar to him.
"Okay, okay!" Madam Deng nodded excitedly. "I'll go tell my brother-in-law right away."
It doesn't matter who delivers it, as long as the Ma family heirloom is delivered to King Qianhuang, her son will be saved.
Mrs. Deng didn't care about the twists and turns, she had only one goal.
Give her the Ma family heirloom to save her son.
Her goal was achieved, and other things had nothing to do with her.
"Wait!" Master Ma called out to the hurried Madam Deng.
Madam Deng's heart skipped a beat. She looked at Master Ma in panic, "What...what happened?"
Are you going to change your mind?
No!!!
"I'll go with you to Deng's house." Master Ma put the bag of salt in his arms and walked out.
Mrs. Deng was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed.
She's been running around all morning, so it's good that Daddy goes with her so she doesn't have to make another trip...
.......
"Master Deng, does the prince really have 3 million tons of this salt!?"
Mr. Ma took out the salt from his arms and looked at Magistrate Deng with shining eyes.
"Of course..." Prefect Deng blurted out before realizing that Master Ma was talking about 3 million tons.
The corners of his mouth twitched as he glanced at his sister-in-law, who was a good messenger.
3 million tons of salt, who wouldn’t be excited to hear about it?
Of course, 3 million kilograms of salt is exciting enough, but it is not as shocking as 3 million tons.
When Mrs. Deng received the look from Governor Deng, she thought that he was praising her for a job well done, and a happy smile immediately appeared on her face.
Of course not, this is her biological father, how could he really watch her die?
There was just a lack of a step to go down. As soon as the salt was delivered, the step was there, and her father went down the steps faster than anyone else.
"This is incredible!!" Master Ma couldn't help but sigh when he heard the confirmed news.
The reason why he followed was because he was afraid that his daughter might have misheard and come over to find out the truth.
I didn't expect there was so much salt.
Governor Deng smiled faintly.
"Do you think King Qianhuang, who has given out so much salt, will be short of silver?"
Mr. Ma finally came back to his senses from the shock and pulled the corners of his lips dryly.
“Of course there is no shortage.”
Master Ma pursed his lips and sighed softly.
"Master Deng, to be honest, it wasn't easy for the Ma family's heirloom to be passed down to me."
"If it's not a last resort, even if you kill me, I can't let the Ma family heirloom pass away from me..."
"To preserve this heirloom, the Ma family's ancestors made a huge sacrifice by migrating all the way from the capital to Qianhuang City..."
Magistrate Deng looked at Mr. Ma complaining calmly.
From the moment Master Ma stepped into the gate of Deng Mansion, he knew that Master Ma was ready to give up the heirloom.
However, he certainly didn't want to give it away for free. He had to get some benefits for the Ma family so that he could shut up the elders of the Ma family.
After Master Ma talked a lot, he got to the point.
"After all, it's the Ma family's heirloom. It would be unreasonable for me not to accompany Lord Deng to present it to King Qianhuang."
"Master Deng, is this what you are talking about?!"
Magistrate Deng raised his eyebrows and looked at Master Ma, smiling faintly, "Of course."
"Of course the Ma family's treasure needs to be presented by Master Ma."
How could he not know what Master Ma meant? He was planning to take the salt.
These merchants, as long as you hang out a piece of meat, they will come when they smell the scent.
He didn't even dare to think about the salt, but Master Ma had a plan.
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