12dz Chapter 23 Astounding Profits
Chapter 23 Astounding Profits
"This really is salt!"
"Moreover, it's so fine... I've never seen such fine salt even in the Si family. It's even finer than snowflake salt!"
"Young Master, how did you do that?!"
Ye Hu suppressed his excitement, his eyes reddening, and couldn't help but speak.
Old Man Shen hurriedly said, "Be careful, making salt privately is a serious crime..."
"What if someone hears this?!"
Si Mingyu's beautiful eyes sparkled.
She could guess that Su Luo definitely had some trump card up his sleeve, but she never expected that Su Luo's trump card would bring such a big surprise.
No wonder Su Luo was so excited today, saying that those stones were worth more than he imagined.
From beginning to end, Su Luo did not lie.
He really did it!
Hearing Si Mingyu's words, Su Luo chuckled: "A trump card? You could call it that."
"However, this is only a part..."
"I've roughly estimated that ten catties of salt ore can yield about two catties of coarse salt, which is what you call snowflake salt, while fine salt like this can yield at most one catty and two ounces."
"If there is any loss, it's one jin (500 grams)."
After a pause, Su Luo continued, "Under the current circumstances, if we operate at full capacity, we can extract 300 catties of coarse salt or 150 catties of fine salt per day."
As expected of the accountant, Shen Laosan immediately realized: "The current price of salt in Qingzhou is about fifty wen per catty, and that's still coarse salt with many impurities."
“The coarse salt you mentioned, son-in-law, is actually called snowflake salt. Only high-ranking officials and nobles can afford it. A pound costs more than an ounce of silver.”
"As for this finer salt..."
Shen Laosan took a deep breath and didn't continue.
But the meaning is clear: if you can produce more than 100 catties of fine salt a day, that's equivalent to earning two or three hundred taels of silver a day.
Even after deducting expenses, it still amounted to more than two hundred taels.
That's six thousand taels a month!
This is an amazing deal!
After hearing what Shen Laosan said, Si Mingyu and Ye Hu's eyes lit up almost simultaneously!
Su Luo, you really succeeded!
"If I can earn six thousand taels a month... no, five thousand taels, I can save thirty thousand taels in just six months..."
Si Mingyu said, "That's enough for us to develop, enough for us to do a lot of 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 right now, and our tools are very rudimentary."
"So, we can only make a little over a hundred catties of fine salt a day at most. But what if we recruit more people? Or what if I upgrade our tools?!"
"I estimate that in seven days at most, once we've converted our first batch of fine salt into cash, we'll be able to ramp up production..."
Bring more people?!
Let's upgrade the tools again!
"That is to say!"
Si Mingyu exclaimed in surprise, "Six thousand taels is just the beginning!"
"I'll say it again: I want to earn 100,000 taels a month!"
Su Luo said confidently, "Since I've already made the promise, I won't take it back!"
Ye Hu snapped out of his shock and said, "Young Master, that bet was just a joke..."
When Ye Hu first made the bet with Su Luo, he was only worried that Si Mingyu would be misled, which is why he said those words.
But it has now been proven that Su Luo is a person who is skilled in both literature and martial arts.
It is truly possible for him to lead them to revive the Si family and even avenge the massacre of their clan!
Therefore, even if Su Luo doesn't achieve his goal of earning 100,000 taels a month, Ye Hu doesn't plan to leave.
Su Luo shook his head, stood up, looked at the night outside the window, and said softly, "I'm not joking, or rather, Uncle Tiger, I didn't just bet with you back then..."
"Earning 100,000 taels a month has always been my primary goal. In addition, I also plan to use this money to recruit soldiers and build up my forces."
At this point, Su Luo's eyes flickered, and he said, "Moreover, I also want to upgrade our workshop, not just for salt production, but for many other purposes..."
"For example, iron smelting!"
Upon hearing this, Si Mingyu quickly said, "Su Luo!"
Ye Hu and Shen Laosan were so shocked that they were speechless.
Ye Hu, in particular, realized that his son-in-law's ambition was beyond imagination!
First salt production, then iron smelting, so what's next?!
It's an unspoken understanding!
"We'll talk about what happens next later..."
Ye Hu swallowed hard and changed the subject: "Young master, although the salt has been produced, how should we sell it? Young master, you should know that selling salt privately is a serious crime under the laws of the Great Xia Dynasty!"
"If we want to sell our salt, we need a suitable channel, or we can only sell the salt-making method!"
Old Shen nodded and said, "If we sell the salt-making method, we can make at least tens of thousands of taels of silver, which is a quick fortune!"
Before Su Luo could speak, Si Mingyu had already shaken her head: "How can you sell the salt-making method?!"
"This is the most crucial thing for our rise and turn the tide... Uncle Tiger, Uncle Shen, we're not just doing this for money..."
"We still need to plan for future development. If we sell the salt-making method, it would be killing the goose that lays the golden eggs."
"Si Mingyu is right!"
Su Luo nodded and said with a smile, "As for the way to sell salt... I have some ideas, but I won't go into details here. Uncle Hu, let's go into town tomorrow and see what's going on."
"I've heard that Yunhai Town is a mixed bag and not a peaceful place. Fine salt is a hot commodity, and there's no shortage of places to sell it."
Ye Hu nodded, agreeing with Su Luo's suggestion.
He was still in a state of great shock until Su Luo took out another small cloth bag and let Ye Hu and Shen Laosan each take a small bag of salt.
This is the first batch of salt produced from the refined salt mine, which can be considered a memento for the two of them.
After the two left, Si Mingyu looked at Su Luo with a very complicated expression.
"Su Luo, you are even more outstanding than I imagined..."
Si Mingyu said, "I used to think that revenge was as difficult as climbing to the sky, but you have given me a glimmer of hope."
"From now on, you can just call me Mingyu."
After saying that, Si Mingyu blushed and quickly left.
Su Luo was somewhat surprised, but then realized what was happening, touched her nose, and a smile appeared on her face.
The workshop was still processing the next morning.
Su Luo and Ye Hu disguised themselves and set off for Yunhai Town.
Besides Ye Hu, Su Luo also brought seven or eight men with him as guards to prevent any accidents.
One of them was Zhang Daqiang.
Zhang Daqiang, beaming with excitement, pestered Su Luo: "Young Master, I used to practice Vajra Fist. My master said I had excellent aptitude and mastered Vajra Fist by the age of thirty. But I feel that I am no match for you, Young Master!"
"Young master, what kind of martial arts do you practice?!"
Vajra Fist? Martial arts!
Su Luo was slightly taken aback, then his eyes lit up. Could it be that true martial arts still exist in this world?!