Because the chaos in Shaanxi, Shanxi and Henan provinces have begun and trade routes have been cut off, Qingyan is about to be out of stock in Jining, and the current price is 500 pounds per kilogram.

It's all a joke, it's just fine salt. It's sold for more than fifty taels per tumbler. Compared to Li Meng's one tael of tumbler per tumbler per tumbler per tumbler, he's really crying to death.

Some people also use Huai salt and Lu salt to make fine salt as substitutes, but they can't sell at most, at most 10 taels per dan. Jining is the canal transport hub, and the intersection of Henan, Nanzhili and Shandong. It is the first-class wealthy place in Shandong. The wealthy families pay attention to life. Although there are substitutes, anyone who uses it feels that they have lost their identity. They would rather raise the price than buy the original green salt.

The owner behind the two shopkeepers was obviously a prominent family, and the family was also looking for this green salt. However, no one had expected that this thing would be out of stock in the past. They bought it as soon as they were bought, and they had no reserves.

When he returned to his manor, Li Meng sent someone to call a stove owner in charge of private salt trading. The master was responsible for inspecting the quality of salt goods in Fengmeng Town and then set the price. He and Hou Shan both lived in this manor, which was very convenient to call.

"How much more will our Lingshan salt be boiled into fine salt?"

The master pondered for a moment, pinched his fingers and said:

"Lingshan salt now requires about three cents of silver. If you produce fine salt, you need a few more procedures, and you will almost have to spend more labor... Well, eight cents of silver per tumble!"

Li Meng slapped the table beside him and said aloud:

"You will go to the salt field on Xuejia Island tonight, and find two salt dice to follow you later. Start making refined salt tomorrow. Remember, you don't have to worry about spending money. As long as the salt is good, tell the stoves there to divide it into about 20% of the salt field to produce."

The master was very confused. He really didn't know what this fine salt could do except brush his teeth. Everyone bought coarse salt. But seeing how Li Meng said solemnly, he didn't dare to argue. He hurried to go with the salt dick Li Meng called.

The next morning, Li Meng called out more than a dozen subordinates and said he was going to enter Jiaozhou City. There were more than 200 people around him, but only these dozen people could ride horses. Everyone learned riding skills now, and no one could say that riding skills were very good. Anyway, the horse was not afraid of falling off when it ran.

The journey of a horse was much faster. In just one hour, Li Meng and his group had arrived in Jiaozhou City. Their current identities were different. In the past, the soldiers guarding the city gate watched more than a dozen horses galloping towards him. Not to mention who the horse was, this momentum was not something he had offended. He smiled early and made way out.

When the horse team arrived, they saw that it was Li Meng, the salt administration inspector, bent his waist to the ground. He was extremely respectful. For some reason, when Li Meng saw these soldiers guarding the city who looked like refugees, he felt irritable and disgusted, even though the other party had no conflict with him and had a pleasing attitude.

Li Meng also knew that there was no need to lose his temper with these villains. He passed by the city gate. Although the horse kept taking out a hanging of money from the bag and threw it over. The soldiers guarding the city smiled and shouted behind Li Meng who was leaving:

"Thank you for your reward."

It is also a bit troublesome to live in Jiaozhou City. For example, those regular money must be handled by the city. When Li Meng went to the prefectural yamen, he politely gave the regular money for officials at all levels. The Salt Administration Inspection Office gave money to the prefectural yamen. It means that it is convenient for each other to travel.

Moreover, the inspection is very powerful, and it is normal to ignore the magistrate's yamen. The ex-girlfriend, inspector Mou, always ignored it, but Li Meng is not like this. According to the modern concept, this money is a necessary public relations fee. If you don't spend it, although these officials do not have the power to govern you, they will wear it for you when they will wear it. It would be too late to spend money to clear the joints at that time. Li Meng has never experienced this in modern times, but there are quite a lot of people who have heard and seen it.

Anyway, the money given to them is not much, and it can make both sides have a good impression of each other, so why not do it? So when Li Meng went to the Jiaozhou Prefectural Office, from the magistrate to the yamen runners below, everyone greeted him with a smile, and everyone praised the benevolence and righteousness of the Salt Administration Inspection Commissioner.

After finishing these business tasks, Li Meng arranged for his subordinates to find a teahouse to rest, and called two people to follow them to the streets on both sides of Xiaobai River.

The two salted dicks were very happy, but they also had some questions, wondering when will their adults be in the mood to go shopping?

The shopping speed was too fast. Li Meng just looked at the sign and walked by with big strides. He didn't take a look at it at all. He just walked through more than a dozen shops in a row. Suddenly he stopped and walked in directly. The two salted dicks looked at each other, and they were a little confused.

This is a porcelain shop. Porcelain is nothing more than decorations and gifts for home use. It is a very durable thing. The money and gifts that Li Meng should have just given out, and he doesn't lack home use. Why buy these things?

According to Li Meng's intention, the two salt dicks were guarding the door. Li Meng walked in by himself. The shopkeeper and the clerk of the porcelain shop did not know Li Meng, but he knew Yan Ding's dress - a brown garland short robe. He knew that Li Meng was the youngest and the captain of the salt pole.

So as soon as I entered the shopkeeper, he greeted him with a smile on his face. Although these salt rods don’t even wear silk clothes, they are very rich, so they are a big customer!

As soon as Li Meng entered the shop, he looked around. Those colorful and gorgeous vases, porcelain horses, porcelain jars and so on were swept by. Instead, he looked for the small porcelain jars everywhere. The shopkeeper was a little puzzled, but he still followed behind with a smile. On the bottom of the shelf, Li Meng found what he was looking for.

The small celadon jar is very rough in workmanship and looks the most inconspicuous. Seeing Li Meng bent down and holding up the jar, the shopkeeper said with him:

"Customer, this jar is used by small households to fill salt or pickled pickles. Is it inappropriate for you to use it?"

Li Meng ignored it and looked around with the jar in his hand. There were only a few decorative patterns on the jar, and the outside was not very smooth. It was just a big belly jar with a lid. It was indeed the kind of kitchen utensils at home. Li Meng weighed it and asked:

"How much does this jar cost?"

"Thirty-five words."

After the shopkeeper replied, he felt something was wrong and quickly added:

"This porcelain is not worth much money. Customers like to take it. If you have business in the future, take care of the small trumpet."

Li Meng shook his head and said with a smile:
Chapter completed!