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Chapter 164 The whistle blows

I heard Yumei say, "This salt is sold in terms of bags, this bag of salt costs 30 kilograms in the town."

Jin Batianxin said, how long does it take to eat 30 kilograms of your sister? It’s not pickled pickles. More importantly, the people in the village have never seen many times crossing the ocean.

Yumei said again: "The peddler who travels all over the street bought a whole bag of salt and secretly broke it apart and sold it. He exchanged eggs in the village, and exchanged one pound of salt for two eggs."

The price of salt is indeed high. The eggs in this village are equivalent to native eggs, and the rice pounds of chickens are all fed with grain. Usually, I also find some insects and other things in the yard to eat. Very nutritious eggs and feed eggs are two concepts. In this way, only one pound of salt can be imagined. Salt is also a necessity for human survival, second only to air, water and food.

It is said that it is a high price of salt, which is just a few cents per pound (eggs are only two copper plates per one), but it cannot resist the high purchasing power of the ocean. The intuitive data is that if you buy two cows from one hundred oceans, Jin Batian’s impression is that if you buy three kilograms of beef from one hundred yuan banknotes, you can buy a great courtyard in 1000 yuan. This banknote can’t be afforded even if you buy ten million yuan. Of course, the purchasing power based on housing prices is not so reliable. According to Jin Batian’s calculations, the purchasing power of this yuan banknote is at least as good as a banknote for a few hundred yuan.

However, Jin Batian also knew that the central salt could not be entered into Shanxi, because Shanxi itself is a salt-producing province (mineral salt), and the income from the salt industry was used by Yan Laoxi to raise soldiers and the Shanxi government finances. Yan Laoxi could build an inland province in Shanxi into a model province in the country, and maintained a certain degree of majesty. Why do you make a joke if you don’t have money? Where does this money come from? It is naturally used for the people and taken from the people.

Jin Batian knew that doing hard work is not enough to lose salt, sweat will cause salt loss, and asked, "Why do you eat more salt during the busy farming period?"

Yumei thought for a while and replied: "During the busy farming season, the strong laborers who go to the fields at home all have pickled vegetables to eat."

This is reasonable. Jin Batian was not in a mood to ask more questions about the provincial affairs of Jin Province: "Eat vegetables and drink water when they are salty."

The first time I cooked, Jin Batian didn't eat delicious food. It wasn't that he made it himself but wasn't delicious. Jin Batian was not so picky. He could basically eat with salt and meat. But thinking about the rapid increase in funds in his account due to the war, people in the countryside dared not eat too much salt. This time when they went to the countryside, farmers, rural areas and agricultural issues became a knot in Jin Batian's heart.

The three rural issues are deeply rooted. Even if Jin Batian returns, it is not very easy to solve. At present, he can only take one step at a time. This matter cannot be decided by itself. It involves the interests of too many people and too many groups, and even the principal cannot make a decision.

After dinner, Jin Batian forgot about this for a while and took Yumei to the room for push-ups and exercise.

Maybe it was because the principal had telepathy recently. The next morning, Jin Batian received a telegram from Nanjing to instruct Jin Batian to get up and go to Nanjing within three days.

Jin Batian understood that he would not command troops to march and fight, but he was afraid that it was either an arms or a persuasion to donate, and maybe even both. After reading the telegram, Jin Batian asked the staff of the Tax Police Corps who sent the telegram: "This train will not arrive in Nanjing for three days."

At this time, the train speed is very low, and the bus only has 30 to 40 kilometers, but it is still necessary to stop at every stop. In addition to getting on and off the guests, you also need to add coal and water. It is amazing to run hundreds of kilometers a day.

The staff officer said: "I prepared a private room at Datong Station. In theory, I can get to Nanjing in three days. If you like, we can prepare a plane in Zhengzhou and fly directly from Zhengzhou to Nanjing."

"There is no need for a plane. Since it's all right, let's go." Jin Batian took Yumei and two bodyguards into the staff car and headed straight to Datong. As for the things here, they can only be handed over to Yumei's family for handling. It seems that no one except Yumei thinks there is anything important in this family.

Yumei was always nervous when she was bumping in the train. When she arrived at the train's private room, Yumei calmed down and said, "The first time I saw the train, it was also the first time I took it. I heard from the villagers that the train would run thousands of miles a day when it was sweeping away clouds and mists."

Jin Batian thought about the train outside that was steaming the car head, and it looked like he was almost like he was smoking. He stopped for a while on the road for a day and a night, but he was afraid that he could really run 500 kilometers. This is a very vivid description. Jin Batian comforted and said, "Don't worry, if you want to take it in the future, you can go out at any time. There are also stations in Peking."

Not only does Peking have stations, but many people in big cities with a population of over one million are pointing to this railway station. For example, coal, so many people in Peking burn coal in a year is not a small number. After the train brings coal over, someone will unload the truck. After the coal is sold, the station will be delivered to home. Whoever buys the coal has to hire someone to pull it with a cart. As for the rickshaws that pull people near the station, they are waiting in the left row and right row to pull people and luggage after the train arrives at the station. Jin Batian thinks that the people who invented rickshaws are very powerful. They can exercise and support their families. There is no need to worry about exhaust emissions polluting the air. (That's how they think when they talk while lying down and don't feel pain)

The carriage prepared for Jin Batian here in Datong is also very high-end. It is divided into several rooms, including a living room, a bedroom, a kitchen, a dining room, a bathroom, a bathroom, and a beautiful flight attendant. The most important thing is that there is a large bed in the bedroom, which is full of paintings copied by painters from the Renaissance era—the kind of paintings that are worn very little or simply not wearing clothes. In contrast, business class soft sleepers are indeed weak.

This train has been waiting for Jin Batian for a long time - sometimes power is really unsatisfactory (I know why so many people don’t want to leave). When the beautiful flight attendant asked Jin Batian if he could drive, after getting a clear reply, the train whistle whistle squirted out a mist in the sky, and the body of the car slammed gently and began to accelerate slowly.

The speed of more than 30 kilometers per hour is like driving a slow car for leisure travel, which allows you to see the scenery on both sides of the road.

Looking at the slowly passing scenery by the roadside, drinking the coffee provided by the flight attendant is also a kind of enjoyment of slow life. After drinking a few more drinks, Jin Batian came out of the living room and went to the bathroom to release water.

The beautiful flight attendant standing outside the door was struggling with the keys and wondering if he should go in. All those who could use this car imported from the top European private rooms were big shots in the military and political circles. Eight out of ten were bad old men. Look at this young man, who had the rank of lieutenant colonel at a young age, should be a promising figure. But this is also the lowest-level officer in this private room.

The beautiful flight attendant took a deep breath, remembering that his ex had married into a wealthy family and felt that this opportunity should not be given up. Thinking of this, he opened the car door with a key and rushed in and closed the car door.

Jin Batian was shaking and was startled. Fortunately, I had finished putting it out. What if I suddenly rushed to someone to scare it out of the way?

"I...I...I..." After entering, the beautiful flight attendant was incoherent and said a few times, but didn't know what to say. He simply made up his mind to unbutton the button on his chest, revealing the two little white rabbits, looking at Jin Batian and asked, "Is it good-looking?"

"Yeah..." Jin Batian hurriedly washed his hands, looked at his shape, smelled his fragrance, tasted his taste, touched his softness and replied loudly: "Okay."
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