“This is really salt!”
"Moreover, it's so fine... Even in the Si family, I've never seen such fine salt. It's finer than snowflake salt!"
"Uncle, how on earth did you do that?!"
Ye Hu suppressed his excitement, his eyes turned red, and he couldn't help but speak.
Shen Lao San hurriedly said: "Be careful, making salt privately is a serious crime..."
"What if someone else hears this?!"
Si Mingyu's beautiful eyes are full of brilliance.
She could guess that Su Luo definitely had some trump card up his sleeve, but she never thought that Su Luo's trump card could bring such a big surprise.
No wonder Su Luo was so excited today and said that the value of those stones was beyond imagination.
From beginning to end, Su Luo did not lie.
He really did it!
After hearing what Si Mingyu said, Su Luo chuckled: "Trump card? I guess so."
"But this is only part of it..."
"I've roughly estimated that ten kilograms of salt ore can produce about two kilograms of coarse salt, which is what you call snowflake salt, and fine salt like this can only produce one kilogram and two ounces at most."
"If there is any loss, it will be one pound."
After a pause, Su Luo continued, "Now, if we work at full capacity, we can purify 300 kilograms of coarse salt or 150 kilograms of fine salt a day."
As expected of an accountant, Shen Lao San immediately responded, "The current price of salt in Qingzhou is about fifty coins per pound, and this is coarse salt with a lot of impurities."
"Sir, the coarse salt you mentioned is actually called snowflake salt. Only the rich and powerful can afford it. One pound costs more than one ounce of silver."
"As for this finer salt..."
Shen Laosan took a deep breath and said nothing more.
But the meaning is very clear. If you can produce more than 100 kilograms of fine salt in a day, it is equivalent to earning two or three hundred taels of silver a day.
After deducting expenses, there would be more than two hundred taels.
That’s six thousand taels a month!
This is an amazing deal!
After listening to what Shen Lao San said, Si Mingyu and Ye Hu's eyes lit up almost at the same time!
Su Luo, it really succeeded!
"If I can earn 6,000 taels a month... no, 5,000 taels, I can save 30,000 taels in just half a year..."
Si Mingyu said: "Then, it's enough for us to develop and do many things!"
Su Luo shook his head and said, "Of course it's more than six thousand taels a month. After all, we only have forty people now, and our tools are very simple."
"So, at most we can produce more than 100 kilograms of fine salt a day, but what if we recruit more people? Or should I upgrade my tools?!"
"I estimate that in seven days at most, once we cash in the first batch of fine salt, we will be able to increase our productivity..."
Get more people?!
Upgrade your tools again!
“That is to say!”
Si Mingyu exclaimed, "Six thousand taels is just the beginning!"
"I still say the same thing, I want to make 100,000 taels a month!"
Su Luo vowed: "Since the words have been spoken, I will not take them back!"
Ye Hu came back to his senses from the shock and said, "Son-in-law, the previous bet was just a joke..."
When Ye Hu first told Su Luo about the bet, he was just worried that Si Mingyu would be bewitched, so he said those words.
But now it has been proved that Su Luo is a man of both civil and military talents.
It is really possible to lead them to revive the Si family and even avenge their annihilation successfully!
Therefore, even if Su Luo did not achieve the goal of earning 100,000 taels a month, Ye Hu had no intention of leaving.
Su Luo shook his head, stood up and looked at the night outside the window, and said softly: "I'm not kidding, or rather, Uncle Hu, I didn't just gamble with you at the beginning..."
"Earning 100,000 taels a month has always been my first goal. In addition, I also plan to use this money to recruit soldiers and horses."
At this point, Su Luo's eyes flickered, and he said, "Moreover, I also want to upgrade our workshop. It will not only produce salt, but also have many other uses..."
“For example, iron smelting!”
Hearing this, Si Mingyu hurriedly said: "Su Luo!"
Ye Hu and Shen Laosan were so shocked that they were speechless.
Especially Ye Hu, he realized... that his brother-in-law's ambition was so big that he couldn't even imagine it!
First they made salt, then they smelted iron, so what was to come after that?!
It’s tacit understanding!
"We'll talk about what happens next later..."
Ye Hu swallowed and changed the subject: "Son-in-law, although the salt has been produced, but... how should we sell it? Son-in-law, you should know that privately selling salt is a serious crime under Daxia law!"
"If we want to sell the salt, we must have a suitable channel, or we can only sell the method of making salt!"
Shen Lao San nodded and said, "If we sell the method of making salt, we can at least sell it for tens of thousands of taels, which is a quick buck!"
Before Su Luo could speak, Si Mingyu had already shaken his head: "How can you sell the salt-making method?!"
“This is the most crucial thing for us to rise and turn the tables…Uncle Hu, Uncle Shen, we are not just doing this to make money…”
"We still have to plan for future development. If we sell the salt-making method, we will be killing the goose that lays the golden eggs."
"What Si Mingyu said is correct!"
Su Luo nodded and said with a smile: "As for the way to sell salt... I have some ideas, but I won't say more here. Uncle Hu, let's go into the town tomorrow to see the situation."
"I heard that Yunhai Town is a mixed bag of people, and it's not a peaceful place. Fine salt is a hot commodity, and there's no shortage of places to sell it."
Ye Hu nodded and agreed to Su Luo's proposal.
He was still in great shock until Su Luo took out a small cloth bag and asked Ye Hu and Shen Laosan to take a small bag of salt each.
This is the first batch of salt purified from the salt mine, and it can be regarded as a commemoration for the two of them.
After the two left, Si Mingyu looked at Su Luo with an extremely complicated look.
"Su Luo, you are better than I thought..."
Si Mingyu said: "I used to think revenge was difficult, but you gave me a glimmer of hope."
"From now on, just call me Mingyu."
After saying that, Si Mingyu blushed and left.
Su Luo was a little surprised, but he quickly reacted, touched his nose, and a smile appeared on his face.
The next morning, the workshop was still working.
Su Luo and Ye Hu disguised themselves and set out for Yunhai Town.
In addition to Ye Hu, in order to guard against any accidents, Su Luo also brought seven or eight men to serve as guards.
One of them is Zhang Daqiang.
Zhang Daqiang was full of excitement and pestered Su Luo: "Uncle, I used to practice Vajra Fist. My master said that I have a good aptitude and I practiced Vajra Fist to perfection at the age of 30. But I feel that I am no match for you, uncle!"
"Uncle, what kind of martial arts do you practice?!"
Diamond Fist? Martial arts!
Su Luo was slightly stunned, and then his eyes lit up. Could it be that in this world, there is still real martial arts? !
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