"Meet the Marshal!"

Although Cheng Shijie has been promoted to Liaodong Economic and Strategic Envoy, the problem is that many people or craftsmen do not understand the official system of the imperial court, and they cannot distinguish whether Cheng Shijie is a commander-in-chief or an administrator.

Anyway, the commander-in-chief's name was so smooth that Cheng Shijie didn't pay attention. More often, he would call himself commander-in-chief.

"No gift!"

Cheng Shijie smiled and said: "On this report, you have your fingerprint. Does that mean this report was not written by you?"

"The villain can't read!"

Yang Chen said somewhat submissively: "This is written by my daughter-in-law!"

"Ha ha!"

Cheng Shijie understood that the people of Liaodong still respected literate people very much. When choosing a wife, one looked like a fairy but was blind and illiterate, and the other was ugly. When choosing a wife, the first choice was still

Cultured woman.

Cheng Shijie pointed at the report and said: "There are too many lies in this. I only want to ask you two questions! First, is the estimated production capacity of these 300,000 rock salt, or has it been produced?"

Yang Chen smacked his lips and said: "By August or September, there should be 300,000 rock salt, but now there is none, only 120,000 to 30,000 rock salt!"

"very good!"

Cheng Shijie said: "Second question, how much does it cost to produce one rock salt? How much does it cost? I made a mistake. These are two questions. Let me ask one more question. Jiangsu and Zhejiang salt merchants, how much does it cost to produce one rock salt?

How much silver, do you know??”

Cheng Shijie has now made a decision. If he has the strength, he will overturn the table and smash the pot of Jiangsu and Zhejiang salt merchants.
Chapter completed!