Chapter 4 Coarse Salt Purification

"Brother, are you really going to kill Qiu Yi?" Shi Xin asked.

This is the third time I've heard this question when I get home.

"Shouldn't this Qiu Yi be killed? What he did has violated the moral bottom line and should be punished. The salt people here don't hate him to the bone. Last winter, he also anniled Zhao De's daughter-in-law in the neighboring village. His daughter-in-law finally jumped into the sea and committed suicide. Zhao De also became a madman. If it hadn't been for Uncle Liu's protection today, I'm afraid Ruohan would have..."

"Okay, big brother, since you have decided, count me in." Shi Xin said. Of course, I didn't rob Ruohan with you. Looking at the way you looked at her at that time, I knew that the eldest brother liked her.

"Let's eat quickly." Zhang Yang said, "After dinner, it's dark, so that we can continue to purify the coarse salt."

In fact, killing Qiu Yi, Zhang Yang is not just for the sake of bullying the villagers. After all, killing a Mongolian is a big crime for the whole family. Anyway, since I first sold salt, I planned to keep going on this road. And that Qiu Yi is a typical villain. If he finds himself selling private salt while transporting official salt, he will definitely expose himself. Maybe he will shoot himself as a hedgehog on the spot.

He doesn't find himself now, just because he is just starting to do it, which is relatively secretive and hasn't been discovered yet. He found out that it was just a matter of time.

In this society, it is better to do it first. Before expanding the scale, we must solve this hidden danger.

The firewood has been split and dried. As for the tools needed, they are the big pot for cooking at home, the wooden bucket for carrying water, and the window paper for pasting windows.

An ordinary big iron pot, which is a must-have cooking utensils for every family. Cooking, cooking, cooking porridge, and boiling water are all made in this pot, which makes Zhang Yang very uncomfortable in later generations, especially the boiling water. There are also a few oil flowers floating on it, which has a strange smell, but it's good to be able to be full. Zhang Yang no longer expects too much.

The pot is placed on the stove with several pieces of adobe. The opening under the stove is used for splitting firewood. At the bottom, there is a stove pit, and the grass and wood ash is leaked into it. After more, it will be removed. On the right side of the stove is a wooden bellows that has been blackened by smoke. This bellows should have been passed down from Zhang Shicheng's ancestors. Look at the handle, which has been worn out, at least for decades.

Shixin poured a bucket of water into the pot. Shi Yi put in the firewood and lit the fire. Shide is pulling the bellows with a fan. And Zhang Yang, their eldest brother Zhang Shicheng, is naturally doing guidance work.

Under the wind of the bellows, the flames under the cauldron burst out. After a while, I saw bubbles in the water, and the water was boiling.

Shixin gradually put the large pieces of sea salt into it and watched the sea salt gradually melt in it.

In fact, cold water can also dissolve sea salt, but it dissolves slowly. In order to dissolve sea salt in water as soon as possible to achieve saturation, shorten the time and improve efficiency, it is natural to use hot water. The higher the temperature, the faster the sea salt will dissolve. Moreover, continuous stirring during the dissolution process can also improve efficiency.

Shixin grabbed a few more handfuls of sea salt, put them in water, and kept stirring them with bamboo poles until large pieces of sea salt could no longer be dissolved in it, and it reached a state of saturation.

The heating has stopped below.

Shide took out the window paper that had already been prepared. The window paper was folded into four layers, cut into a circle slightly larger than the bucket, and then rolled into a conical shape, with the tip facing down and placed on the mouth of the bucket.

This is also Zhang Yang's idea. It is impossible to find filter paper in this place, but ordinary paper can be seen everywhere, especially the window paper used for pasting windows, which is the closest to the filter paper he needs. Naturally, it is the local method.

Shiyi took out the prepared bamboo pole, put one end on the filter paper, and put the other end diagonally on the stove.

Shi Xin picked up the gourd scoop, flowed the water in the pot along the bamboo pole to the filter paper, and finally dripped into the bucket.

All kinds of impurities were immediately left on the filter paper, including soil, sand, weeds, and everything.

The water in the bucket below has become extremely clean.

There is still half of the water in the pot, and the window paper is very dirty. Shiyi has changed the new window paper.

A few cents of window paper, this consumption is still affordable.

After a period of filtration, the saturated sea salt water in the bucket is relatively pure, but there are various other substances in it, which need to be purified.

"Come down and see what I'm playing tricks." Zhang Yang said and took out a small porcelain bottle.

What is placed in

is naturally alkaline.

Zhang Yang poured the alkali into his hand and sprinkled it into the bucket.

Shi Xin held a bamboo pole and couldn't help stirring in it.

Immediately, another dense layer of crystals appeared in the water.

Next, it naturally needs to be filtered again.

The filter paper has been placed on another bucket, and everyone repeated the action just now to filter out the crystals.

"Pour it back into the pot. Then evaporate the water." Zhang Yang said.

Shide picked up the bucket and poured the water back into the pot.

There are still sphants in the firewood below, then add the firewood, pull the bellows, and the flames begin to emerge.

Shi Xin took the bamboo pole and stirred it back and forth in the water.

It took a long time this time, and as the water became less and less, the shiny refined salt finally appeared in the pot.

Because the water is hot just now, a bucket of water can dissolve about five and a half catties of coarse salt. When there are all kinds of losses, the refined salt that comes out is about five catties, just a bag.

Zhang Yang took out the prepared oilcloth and asked Shiyi to shovel the salt on the oilcloth with a shovel. Then, close the left and right, make a triangle, fold the other two sides again, stuff them into the gap that has just been folded, and a bag of salt is wrapped. This technique can be done when the preschool class does handicraft classes.

"Yes, half a tael of silver is in hand." Zhang Yang clapped his hands, put it aside, and then repeated the process just now.

"Brother, there are private salt dealers in Pingshan City. Why don't we sell refined salt directly to them?" Shi Yi asked.

This is also a question for everyone. When you go ashore, you can sell it directly to private salt dealers. It's so convenient. Why do you have to sell it door-to-door?

"This question is very good." Zhang Yang said, "If we sell it to a private salt dealer, can we sell it at such a high price?"

"This..." Everyone thinks that it makes a lot of sense. If they sell it directly to the salt dealer, and then the salt dealer sells it to a large family, they will definitely make a profit in the middle. In this way, they will also make their money.

Zhang Yang is very sure of this. If he has money, he has to make money by himself. Why do he have to give it to others? He, who comes from later generations, is too familiar with the model of direct sales. The network of later generations also provides the greatest convenience for direct sales. Back to ancient times, there is no problem. At most, it is a waste of a few labor. Anyway, China has the most labor force.

Moreover, there is also an unspeakable purpose. By selling private salt to each household, you can get the first-hand information of each big town. The world is about to be in chaos. None of the descendants of Genghis Khan are promising. They can fight the world immediately, but they can't sit in the world alone. Decades of comfortable life have completely worn out the teeth and claws of the Mongols. They are already grasshoppers after autumn and can't jump for a few days.

In troubled times, it is also an era of heroes. Now that I have come here, of course I can't give up this great opportunity, and I have to do something.

By selling private salt, accumulate a certain amount of wealth, build a first-class army, and dominate the world!

"Don-Dun-Dun..." A few knocks on the door came, three long and two short, which was the agreed code.

Zhang Yang opened the door and saw Li Bosheng carrying a load of sea salt.

"Brother Shicheng, we quietly collected this load of sea salt this night. They went back to sleep. I quietly carried it for you, which cost a total of 300 cents."

Zhang Yang took out five cents of silver from his pocket and gave it all to Li Bosheng.

"In addition to the capital, the rest will be paid for you." Zhang Yang said.

"Thank you, Brother Shicheng." Li Bosheng said.

The six of them collected salt in pieces, and finally gathered at Li Bosheng's place, with a total of more than 100 catties. Zhang Yang gave five cents of silver, that is, 500 cents. Excluding the capital, the remaining 200 cents can be divided into more than 30 cents per person.

Zhang Yang's action is too generous. Everyone feels that it is a wise choice to follow Zhang Yang. When I went home this time and put the food I bought at home, my family was very happy.

The dragon's potential is the dragon's must.

Li Bosheng felt that Zhang Yang had completely changed since he came out of the water last time. It's like the dragon in the water, otherwise, how can the sea salt magically be turned into refined salt? How can you mention sulfur, saltpeter and charcoal to yourself?

"Since you're here, let's help. Let's try to process all these salts tonight." Zhang Yang said. More than 100 catties, this is more than a dozen taels of silver! Anyway, Li Bosheng has also seen this processing process, and he also provides oral alkali. It is impossible to hide it from him.

"Okay." Li Bosheng quickly agreed, put down the pole, rolled up his sleeves, and then began to work.