Chapter 64 Ghost Talent
Jinmen, in a small and inconspicuous courtyard.
The group of people who had changed their clothes sat in the yard, led by the knight who was riding on horseback earlier.
"Bring them their salt."
After a while, a man came over carrying a sack. He placed the sack next to the stone table. The dagger in his hand was like a butterfly piercing flowers on his fingertips, easily slicing through the sack.
Tear it hard along the incision, and packs of neatly folded tung oil paper packages appear in front of everyone.
"Oh, you did it pretty neatly!" Looking at these things neatly wrapped in tung oil paper, the leader who was drinking tea said with a smile.
"Master Ma, they did it very neatly, and in the end it's not all ours!" someone said with a laugh.
They robbed the private salt of the lords in Lin'an City and resold it, and 40% of the money gained was shared with them!
This is a no-cost trade!
"Don't be too happy. You still don't know the quality of the things those gentlemen in Lin'an City are getting? If it's all coarse salt, selling it all won't be enough for everyone in our group to eat!"
"Ma Gui put down the tea cup in his hand and poured cold water on the people in the yard with a smile.
"Master Ma, you are just joking. If it was just coarse salt, would you and your brothers send out so many people? And you would even block it for several days? Brothers, you all know some news."
Seeing that no one believed his lies, Ma Gui stopped teasing with his brothers. He took the tightly packed thing from his subordinates, put it on the stone table, inserted his fingers directly into it, and then used his fingers to
Separate gaps.
"Peach blossom salt?!"
The light pink fine salt appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and some people immediately exclaimed.
Ma Gui was also stunned for a moment.
Peach blossom salt, even among official salts, is a tribute-level product. But now, a whole package of peach blossom salt appeared on his stone table.
"Get another pack!"
Ma Gui's expression changed a little and he immediately ordered.
Hearing Ma Gui's words, he immediately took out a package from the sack without him having to do anything. The tung oil paper in the package was cut open, and there was light pink fine salt.
"Change! Keep reading! Read everything again!"
The appearance of a pack of peach blossom salt may be accidental. They also have channels to obtain peach blossom salt, but the appearance of two packs of peach blossom salt is a bit shocking.
As the men opened the sacks one after another, taking out a bag of fine salt and examining it, more and more peach blossom salt appeared on the stone table.
Ma Gui stared at the peach blossom salt on the table and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
It’s not that the peach blossom salt on the table is full of silver, but that the peach blossom salt on the table is a hot potato.
Peach blossom salt is produced in the Tianshan Mountains and is already scarce in quantity. Most of it is given as tribute to the palace. Even if they use various means to sell private salt, they can only produce a small amount!
Now that the table is full of peach blossom salt, Ma Gui feels a little frightened!
Those gentlemen in Lin'an City secretly discovered a peach blossom salt mine but didn't report it, thinking of taking it for themselves?
Comparing with them, Ma Guidu felt that what they, these guys selling private salt, had done in the past were just small things!
At most, they are just making money with their heads in their hands. Good guy, they are just grabbing the heads of the nine tribes and preparing for a big fight!
"Master Ma, we have made a fortune this time! With so much peach blossom salt, as long as we take action, our brothers will be able to wash their hands in a golden basin!"
Some greedy voices from his subordinates woke up Ma Gui, who was wandering around. Ma Gui glanced at him and said coldly: "If you want to die, just say more! If you dare to sell these peach blossom salts in a big way,
I can guarantee that none of us will ever see the sun rise the next day!"
"Isn't it? Mr. Ma, we are just eating this bowl of rice. We are just selling some peach blossom salt. Is it so scary? If the government was really powerful, our heads would have been hanging on the city walls."
Some people spoke rather disdainfully about Ma Gui's statement.
You're already living on a decapitated diet, but you're still afraid of someone else's sharp knife?
No matter how fast someone's knife is, it has to be able to catch them in order for the knife to be useful!
Ma Gui's face was stern and he stared at the person who spoke with cold eyes.
The man who spoke just now couldn't help but shrink his neck when Ma Gui stared at him.
"If you have money, I, Ma Gui, will never treat you badly, but I advise you not to talk nonsense about some things! Otherwise, the head on your neck may not be your own."
Ma Gui's voice was cold and he warned everyone to stop thinking about these peach blossoms!
Even if this batch of peach blossom salt is to be sold, it will not be sold in a short time.
Seeing that everyone's expressions had changed, Ma Gui was temporarily satisfied and said, "Let's all disperse! Lao Qi and San Lang will stay here for a while."
When everyone heard this, they stood up and left, leaving only the two people who were riding horses when they intercepted the goods.
There was some faint movement outside the yard. Jiao Zong, known as "Lao Qi", had a bloodthirsty look on his face. He looked at Ma Gui and raised his hand to wipe his neck.
They are just a group of desperadoes, so where is the sense of brotherhood?
"Old Qi, don't mess around!" Qiao Shuhua, who was called 'Sanlang', frowned and continued: "We have some rules. Now that the work is done and the money is still unavailable, we are not allowed to murmur a few words.
?If you really kill them, who else will work for you in the future?"
"As long as you have money, are you afraid that you won't be able to recruit people?" Jiao Zong curled his lips, disdainful of the womanly kindness of Qiao's calligraphy and painting.
Seeing that Qiao's calligraphy and painting wanted to refute, Jiao Zong immediately said: "In our business, the most indispensable thing is money!"
"Okay, you two, stop arguing! Let's talk about this!" Ma Gui knocked on the table and pointed to the peach blossom salt on the table.
"There's no problem, just take action! If you exchange it for silver, I won't be afraid if the King of Heaven comes!" Jiao Zong expressed his opinion directly.
Ma Gui glanced at Jiao Zong and ignored him, but looked at Qiao Shuhua.
If he can take action directly, does he still need to keep the two of them for advice?
Qiao Shuhua thought for a while and then said: "Master Ma, actually I have been curious about something! Can those people in Lin'an City really own a peach blossom salt mine? Even if they can, we will not know anything about it.
Can't get it? These things have only come out recently, and we can all get the news! A peach blossom salt mine, or to put it another way, a salt mine is there, and no one has discovered it since ancient times?"
"If someone had discovered it a long time ago, why didn't they disperse from the local area to the surrounding areas, but had to go out from Lin'an City?"
When Ma Gui heard this, he couldn't help but fell into deep thought.
The appearance of so much peach blossom salt really disturbed his thoughts.
Jiao Zong looked at the two of them, scratched his head and asked, "What nonsense are you two talking about? Can you make it clearer?"
Qiao Shuhua rolled his eyes at Jiao Zong. What he said was obvious enough. Couldn't Jiao Zong use his brain a little?
"Is there something wrong with this salt?"
After a while, Ma Gui raised his head, looked at Qiao's calligraphy and painting and asked.
Qiao Shuhua shook his head, indicating that he was not sure.
Ma Gui thought for a moment, then rolled some peach blossom salt with his fingers and put it into his mouth. After a while, he spit out a large mouthful of salty saliva.
"Damn it! Those guys in Lin'an City are really evil! What kind of peach blossom salt is this? The taste is similar to that of coarse salt, but the salty and bitter taste is much less, and it is covered up with the taste of peach blossom.
The juice from the boiled peach blossoms dyes these refined salts! They really do exist!"
Ma Gui took a sip and knew all about it!
While I was scolding him, I couldn’t help but feel a little admiration in my heart!
Whose genius came up with the idea of using inferior refined salt as tribute peach blossom salt?
Chapter completed!