Chapter 2960 Inspection (7 chapters added for the reward from the book friend "Murongqingqing")
At that time, the conversation between Bai Shan and Mr. Song had already spread outside, and now the prestige of the Song family has been greatly damaged. Even if he can now get through to Governor Guo, unless Bai Shan can be driven out of Beihai County by him, the Song family will always be suppressed by Bai Shan.
County Magistrate Lu felt a mixture of emotions, yet also a sense of satisfaction. "It's true that the young are to be feared."
It's much better than planning for two years before taking action, and then losing after taking action.
County Magistrate Lu almost shed tears of excitement and sadness.
Governor Guo was not in the good mood. He sent someone to Beihai County again, "Check carefully to see if Bai Shan is really not in the county government office."
Bai Shan was not in the county government office. Since he wanted to put on a show, he had to make it more realistic, so he went to the countryside the next day.
But now that the busy farming season was over and the crops were growing well, it seemed unnecessary for him to go to the countryside, so he thought about it and decided to go to Longchi.
He stood by the shore of Longchi Pond, looked out, and asked his companion, Zhao Ming, "Is that Laizhou over there?"
"yes."
Bai Shan nodded slightly, looked up, and saw only a few boats on the bay. He asked, "Have you been to the ferry in Laizhou?"
Zhao Ming shook his head. "I haven't been there, but County Magistrate Fang is from Laizhou, so he should have been there."
"I wonder how the ferry crossing in Laizhou compares to ours..."
Zhao Ming was speechless. He felt that this was a very dangerous statement. Sir, do you want to build a ferry in Longchi and snatch the merchant ships going out to sea from Laizhou?
Bai Shan looked back at the old salt field not far away, his eyes narrowed slightly, "The salt field over at Dajiawa is good, but the old salt field here is no longer necessary. We need to find a new way to make a living."
Zhao Ming remained silent.
Bai Shan walked along the coast of Longchi for three days. After visiting the nearby terrain and villages, he turned around and went to Dadawa to see the new salt field.
Zhou Liwei hired many people to open up many salt fields. He calculated the time for drying salt in each field. Although it was very hectic and hard work at the beginning, and his hair fell off every night looking at the data he wrote down and the drawings of the salt fields, it became much easier after he became proficient.
Sometimes he didn't even go to the salt fields to check the situation, but he could tell which salt fields were ready for harvest just by looking at the pictures he drew and the data he wrote down.
Now the salt fields produce salt almost every day.
When Bai Shan arrived, Zhou Liwei was leading people digging a ditch.
He planned to dig a ditch all the way to each of the first rows of salt pans where the salt would be dried. The seawater that had been dried once would flow into the second salt pan behind it, and after being sieved, it would flow into the third...
The salt harvested can then be used.
According to the book given by Bai Shan and Zhou Man, there is actually another way to process the salt that is dried in the sun. That is to rub the salt, add water, filter it, and then dry it in the sun. The salt that comes out is white and fine. Zhou Liwei has never seen such white and fine salt in his life.
However, this is too labor-intensive and time-consuming, and the fruits cannot be dried roughly in the fields. After asking Bai Shanhou, they gave up this operation, feeling that it was unnecessary to put manpower into it now.
Zhou Liwei was wearing a conical hat on his head and his trouser legs rolled up to his knees. Maybe it was too hot, so he was too lazy to wear a long robe and just wore a short shirt. He was digging the soil with a hoe in his hand. When Bai Shan arrived, the villagers called him twice before he raised his head with a sweaty face.
Bai Shan looked at his flushed face and asked, "Are you suffering from heatstroke?"
Zhou Liwei wiped the sweat from his face and shook his head, "No? I think it's fine."
Bai Shan frowned and waved him up.
Zhou Liwei put the hoe aside and raised his foot to jump up, but he stumbled and fell backwards...
Bai Shan quickly grabbed his arm and was pulled forward a step. When he was about to fall, he was stopped by Daji.
Daji grabbed Bai Shan with one hand and Zhou Liwei with the other, and pulled him up in one go.
Zhou Liwei only felt his eyes blurred for a moment, and when he came to his senses again, he was sitting on the ground.
Bai Shan poured out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth, preventing him from swallowing it. "Hold it in your mouth."
A strange smell rushed from his tongue to his head. Zhou Liwei perked up a bit and asked with a bitter face, "What is this?"
"Summer-relief pills, made by your aunt," Bai Shan asked with a hint of gloating, "Are they effective?"
Zhou Liwei was speechless.
Bai Shan had already said to Zhao Ming: "Let everyone finish work. It's still too early. Let them come back at twilight hour."
Zhou Liwei glared, "Who starts work at twilight hour?"
Bai Shan said, "The sun is so hot right now, who's to blame if someone gets hurt? It's the perfect time of the evening, and it'll be dark in an hour, which is enough."
Bai Shan insisted, so Zhou Liwei had no choice but to obey.
The villagers cheered and went home carrying their hoes, baskets and shovels.
They came to dig ditches not to serve, but as hired laborers. Zhou Liwei paid them the same wages as the salt field workers, which was not less than what they received from fishing.
Although it was very sunny, they did not feel it was very tiring, because going out to sea also requires being exposed to the sun, and it is even more dangerous, as people can die if they are not careful.
Digging ditches on dry land is much safer, and Zhou Liwei also provides food.
The amount of rice and flour they have eaten in the past two months is the most they have ever eaten in years.
After sending all the villagers away, Bai Shan helped Zhou Liwei back to the house.
They built rows of houses at the foot of the mountain, near the salt fields. Now they mainly employ villagers from Xiaowa Village, so the houses are mainly occupied by Luo Xunjian's soldiers and Zhou Liwei.
His wife Lan Xin is also here.
When they helped Zhou Liwei back, Lan Xin was mending clothes in the house. She heard the noise and came out to see what was happening. She immediately went to greet him, "Uncle-in-law, you're here."
Seeing that Zhou Liwei's face looked a little off, he became anxious and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Bai Shan said to him, "He seems to be suffering from heatstroke. Is there any boiled water at home? Warm some water for him to drink."
Lan Xin said, "Yes."
Lan Xin immediately went to the kitchen to get some water.
Bai Shan helped Zhou Liwei in, and Daji brought in a basin of cold water and wrung out a towel for him.
Zhou Liwei put it on his face, and with the pill pressed under his tongue, he felt his dizzy head became much clearer.
When he recovered, Bai Shan looked him up and down, shook his head and said, "It's only been a short time, how come you've become so dark? If your aunt saw you, she'd think I'd wronged you. Don't work so hard. Even when you're working, you should have a balance between work and rest. We don't need to become fat all at once."
Zhou Liwei: "...Didn't you say the county government was out of money and was just waiting for the money from selling official salt?"
"Yes, but life is more important than money, and we have a lot of official salt in stock now."
Bai Shan has always cherished her life. Even if she is busy, she always keeps a balance and never harms her body.
Zhou Man is especially like him in this respect. Except for some special occasions, the two of them basically do not overdraw their bodies.
Especially Bai Shan, so he always gives people the feeling that he does things slowly, which makes Zhou Liwei a little anxious.
So he wisely changed the subject and asked Bai Shan: "Do you need official salt? Do you want to transport it to the county town?"
"No need," Bai Shan said, "It's not time yet, so keep it in the warehouse. I just... had nothing to do at the county government office, so I came to see you."
Zhou Liwei glared: "Is being a county magistrate really that easy?"
See you tomorrow, sprinkle flowers
(End of this chapter)
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