I am engaged in construction in Datang

The weather is cold and everything is withering.

The first winter snow of the 18th year in the Tang Dynasty fell lightly, and goose-feather-like snowflakes landed on the rows of roofs.

The world seemed to be frozen in a refrigerator to keep it fresh, and time slowed down.

"Snowing is a disaster." Li Yin huddled in the quilt and looked at the scene outside the glass window.

It was just dawn at this time, and with the backdrop of snow, it seemed whiter than usual.

The snowflakes are white and soft, yet full of sin.

In the previous life, even the poor workers didn’t like snow, and now there are even fewer people who can appreciate the so-called snow scenery.

Only those who have no worries about food, clothing, shelter and transportation can walk in the snow and sing.

"The more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is." Li Yin stretched her hand out from under the quilt. Her room was not as warm as before, so what about other people?

"System, we haven't talked for a long time."

【1】

"Have you ever wondered where in my body you exist?"

[……] The system rarely gets stuck.

"Why can I communicate with you using my consciousness?"

Li Yin always felt that it was strange to communicate with the system through consciousness, and preferred to ask questions when no one was around.

[Should be stored in the host's mind]

"Wow!"

“Are you in the cerebrum, brain stem, or pituitary gland?”

【?】

"So what do you look like?"

【. 】

"You are not a piece of paste!"

【! ! ! 】

"Who was your last host?"

【…Wang Mang】

"Fuck!" Li Yin sat up suddenly: "Brother Mang!"

"The owner of the village!"

Someone outside the house who had gotten up early heard Li Yin screaming and was so scared that he hurried in to see if anything had happened.

"Well, it's okay." Li Yin got up, dressed and washed.

I had heard from the system before that she was not the first host. The previous host had failed, and the system had learned from the lesson and removed her from the long river of time.

[System, I don’t think it’s my fault that Mang Ge is too reckless]

[It’s mainly because you’re not strong enough]

[Look at other people's farms, they directly give out seeds and finished products, what about you? ]

One minute later.

【system? 】

[No way, you're angry already? ]

[Geese, geese, geese, geese, why are you always so sensitive? ]

Li Yin was in a good mood and walked towards the cafeteria.

Today's morning is over.

Li Shimin and others came together.

"Brother, sister-in-law, how about having hot pot today?"

In September, she froze a lot of pears in Li Shimin's ice cellar, which she took out and ate with hot pot in the evening.

"Very good." The base ingredients fried in the village are the best in the world.

A few people were enjoying the snow in a warm room with tea in their hands.

"The snow is quite heavy this year." While admiring the pure whiteness of the snow scene, Fang Xuanling was worried about the various disasters that the heavy snow would bring.

Wei Zheng said, "The harvest next year should not be bad."

"There are pros and cons, unfortunately..." Changsun Wuji shook his head and sighed. The heavy snow not only brings problems such as slippery roads and cold weather, but also causes house collapse and avalanches. When the snow melts, some areas will also suffer from floods.

"Brother, have there been any abnormalities in the salt merchants in the Tang Dynasty in recent months? How is the price of salt?"

Li Shimin pondered for a moment and said, "The most obvious thing is that the price of salt has been falling. Now in Chang'an City, you can buy refined salt for only thirty coins per kilogram."

"The supply of salt is also growing rapidly. Merchants who want to make money are no longer focusing on the Chang'an area, but are selling to remote areas instead."

"This has caused countless small families in remote areas who rely on salt for their livelihood to go into debt one after another."

"No one wants to buy the coarse salt they have." Li Yin lowered her eyes. The salt industry actually doesn't need too many aristocratic families. Five or six big brands competing in the market are enough.

If there are more salt manufacturers, there will be a situation of oversupply. When the price of salt drops to a level that is unprofitable, everyone will jump out of this industry, which will then cause a salt shortage and a skyrocketing price.

In the face of such a rolling trend, those who fail to adapt will surely be eliminated.

Li Yin has been trying to find ways to help the poor people who have been forced to lose their jobs find better jobs, but for those big and small wealthy families, she can only help them clear their inventory within a reasonable range and give them a little advice.

The rest depends on their own luck. The worst result is that they will have to find a job like the common people.

"Brother, you can ask the government to buy the salt mines from the small family and boldly lower the price. Under the current market conditions, they will not continue to hire people to mine salt, and holding on to those things will not generate more value."

Li Shimin looked confused: "Then what's the point of buying it?"

"Salt has many uses. Who says it can only be used for eating?"

In the future, the amount of salt used in industry may be several times that of edible salt.

Li Yin drank a sip of milk tea and rocked back and forth comfortably in the rocking chair. Beside her were Li Shimin and Empress Changsun, who were lying in the same large rocking chair.

Further to the side are a few old men.

We lay side by side, covered with woolen blankets, holding hot water bottles, rocking back and forth, it was so beautiful.

"For example, the heavy snow this time, I think it will last for 70 to 80 days. If it can't wait, we should immediately sprinkle salt and soil on the road, so that the snow can melt quickly."

"Don't worry about anything else, just clean up the official road first."

The official road is very important. All kinds of information depend on it for transmission. How can it be used if it is buried by heavy snow?

"Luxury!" Wei Zheng opened his eyes: "This is too wasteful!"

"What's the big deal?" Li Yin laughed. "The amount of salt stored in Qinghai Lake alone is enough for the people of the Tang Dynasty to eat for 100,000 years. What's more, salt is renewable."

"It's a sensible and good baby. It will grow up on its own!"

"..." Wei Zheng was speechless. He had been poor before and only noticed that salt had become more expensive, but forgot that this stuff was actually in great abundance.

"The acquisition of their salt mines and unsold inventory can be regarded as a start-up capital for them."

"After that, when they want to continue to do other businesses, their starting point will be much higher."

Logically speaking, Li Yin could just ignore them and let them fend for themselves.

"Sister, I heard that the newspaper reporter's investigation has made new progress. What's the situation now?" Li Shimin yawned.

Oh, why do I feel a little sleepy?

"Duan Xin has contacted Zhao Zhonglang. There is still no news about Zheng Wen, but he is most likely still alive."

Li Yin sighed, then yawned as well: "This should be over next month."

"Duke Liang." She turned her head and looked at Fang Xuanling: "The Labor Law cannot be delayed any longer. A version must be published first, otherwise no one will dare to come to Beijing to work."

"Don't worry." Fang Xuanling rubbed his temples. They had been working day and night on the Labor Law for the past month and now they have a draft.

"I will reiterate several key points raised by Master Li..."

Fang Xuanling was about to continue speaking when he heard a soft snoring sound.

Several people turned their heads to look, only to see that Xiao Yu had his eyes closed and his mouth open, sleeping soundly.

"..."

Everyone was speechless.

You, Xiao Yu, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, do whatever you want by relying on your age!

They want to sleep too!

The rocking chair designed by Master Li is so comfortable. Who can resist lying on it and chatting after taking a bath?