Seeing this, Song Chenghou and Song Chengxin approached each other, dipped their fingers into the powder in the bag, and put it into their mouths.
A look of utter shock flashed across the eyes of the three brothers.
salt!
The salt provided by Li Jing was much more bitter and coarse than the salt they ate on the mainland of Dayin.
It was clearly different from the salt we ate on the mainland of Dayin.
Moreover, transporting it from the other side of the strait involves shipping and freight costs. Given the situation in Hainan Island, apart from the dignitaries who act as intermediaries in the other three states, ordinary people simply cannot afford it.
Song Chenghou glanced at the salt bag in Song Chengfeng's hand, looked at Li Jing, and took two steps to the side.
Li Jing understood and followed, carrying Wen Shishi in his arms.
Behind Song Chengfeng and Song Chengxin, they were a few steps away from the Jiang family's men.
It is not easily noticed by others and can avoid suspicion.
Song Cheng lowered his voice and got straight to the point, "Miss, is this something only your family has, or do other people in the village have it too?"
Li Jing held Wen Shishi in his arms and whispered, "They're all in the village."
Before Song Chenghou could ask, she answered directly, "They came down from the mountain. We bought them from a local Li family, along with live cattle."
As for how the 'skilled' elm was obtained, that's not hard to guess, is it?
Li Jing smiled calmly, his eyes bright and simple.
At this moment, Song Chenghou realized that Li Jing had not done it unintentionally, but rather intentionally revealed it to him.
Li Jing paused for a moment, then said, "Hainan Island is like a deserted island. Whether in the sea or on the island, it may not be rich in gold mines, but it's definitely not a place where development is possible..."
Although we have our own habits and don't easily go down the mountain, it doesn't mean we want it to become like this.
Those who wish to descend from the mountain will be destitute and at the mercy of others.
The fact that ordinary people have salt in their hands has attracted many people's interest.
Since we're showing this to the eldest son today, firstly, you won't be staying on the mountain for too long...
Secondly, I always felt that you guys were different.
Consider this a reminder: the forces on Hainan Island are deeply entrenched. With this in mind, perhaps you will think more clearly when you encounter problems in the future…”
This news was so shocking that it almost overturned Song Chenghou's understanding and perception of Hainan Island.
As for the current situation and its causes, there are still many things that Song Chenghou needs to think about in detail later...
There was one thing he had already realized.
Despite its abundant seafood and local specialties, and rich mineral resources (not counting salt production), Hainan Island is still so impoverished...
It was definitely done by someone!
Suppressing his shock, Song Chenghou nodded slightly and expressed his gratitude to Li Jing.
From behind and in the distance, the two appeared to be having a casual conversation...
Wen Shishi, whom Li Jing possesses, is the perfect prop.
"Shishi, you can't tell anyone what Sister Jing and Big Brother were talking about. Did it explode?"
Wen Shishi was too intelligent and had an excellent memory, so Song Chenghou had to remind her.
Not to mention the danger it poses to others, it will first and foremost endanger Wen Shishi herself.
Wen Shishi looked at Li Jing, then at her older brother, and nodded earnestly.
Although she didn't quite understand, she always listened to her older brother.
The two returned to the grill, and Song Chenghou pressed down Song Chengfeng's hand, which was holding the salt bag...
Song Chengfeng poured out a little, held it in his palm, packed the rest away, and returned it to Li Jing.
"Young Miss, I just prepared the medicinal herbs, and I have all these seasonings. Yours is even better, but please keep it for yourself for now!"
Li Jing didn't insist and casually took it. Song Chengfeng wrapped the coarse salt in his palm tightly with the oil paper from his pocket that contained medicinal herbs and mixed it into the herb packet.
Jiang Xinyu fanned the fire diligently, wiping the charcoal ash off his face and then blowing it back onto his face.
The servant boy, Zhu Le, kept his head down and helped watch the fire.
Qin Shan, the butler standing nearby, turned his head to watch the Li people building the roof...
They seemed completely unaware of the Song family's actions just now.
After the charcoal fire was evenly spread, the meat skewers were arranged neatly.
Li Jing ordered his men to go home and fetch several large containers to store the grilled meat skewers, braised rabbit heads, and chicken offal.
When Jiang's men came down the mountain, without being reminded, they casually dug up a bag of sweet potatoes and taro while hunting.
The Li people and the monks could eat the prey, but the monks could not.
Chiang Kai-shek's men also kept them in mind.
As the braised and grilled dishes were ready, the steamer emitted a fragrant aroma of sweet potatoes and taro...
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