If he accepted Tao Ying's kindness, Mi Fang would be sure that the relationship between Mi and Tao would be like that from then on.

It may be difficult for Mi to seize other political interests.

Even in the camp of the Mi family, Mi family, would not be as good as Chen Deng, Bu Zhi and others who had only boarded Tao Yingchuan in the later stage.

Mi Fang's insistence on refusing made a glimmer of light flash in Tao Ying's eyes.

"Since Zi Fang doesn't want these things, that's fine. I have a long-term deal here that can be jointly operated with Mi. Although it cannot make Mi rich, it can also ensure that Mi's rich!"

Tao Ying took out a piece of silk from his arms and handed it to Mi Fang, who was confused.

"The method of making salt in seawater!"

Mi Fang took the silk handed to him by Tao Ying in confusion, looked at the contents, and his face gradually changed.

"It's as white as snowflakes, as thin as dust and sand!"

"The daily output is tens of thousands of stones!"

In Mi Fang's eyes, the method of making salt is equivalent to the method of turning stones into gold. After all, salt is a daily necessity for people.

The daily output described by Tao Ying instantly shocked Mi Fang.

"This is edible salt. With such a terrifying output, the Chinese people no longer have to worry about not having salt and can't afford to eat salt!"

Looking at Mi Fang's eyes that were intertwined with horror and light, Tao Ying knew what Mi Fang was thinking and thinking.

"Bohai County is already in our hands. I have privately told Tian Yu that all the areas along the Zhangwu coast will be banned to be used as a salt field. You can arrange for Mi to take over, please keep it confidential!"

Salt making is also a business that Tao Ying had long thought of. It is not only used to make money, but also to suppress the monopoly of the powerful and gentry over the salt industry.

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"If I had chosen five times the reward at the beginning, I'm afraid this method of making salt would have nothing to do with my Mi family!"

Although Mi will not be like Zuo Feng, the little yellow party who was crushed to death by money, Mi Fang is sure that if he loses the method of making salt, Mi will also become a laughing stock, and will not be less embarrassing than Zuo Feng.

Mi Fang finally looked at the huge amount of money and food piled up in front of him, and turned around and left.

Today, Mi Fang has become the general manager of money and grain designated by Tao Ying.
Chapter completed!