Chapter 140 Return

  If eating it is harmful to your health, wouldn’t the gain outweigh the loss? It’s better to go to the county town to buy refined salt, but…

   "Miss, it happened that we weaved many baskets in the cave yesterday, are they now used to hold all the salt?"

  Yang Laner looked at the shore, there was so much crystal salt, it was not bad for them to take some back to process and purify for their own use.

   smiled and said: "Well, if this salt lake is outside, sir, do you think the price of salt in Daying Country will drop?"

   Tan Anjun scraped the salt into a pile with a big knife, buried his head in sarcasm, and said: "The salt industry has been an important source of fiscal and taxation for the imperial courts in the past dynasties. Salt tax is the second largest tax source after land tax. How can the price of salt be reduced so easily."

  The salt and iron imperial court monopolizes the franchise, so it is better for them not to touch it. The salt merchants of all dynasties have no good end in the end.

  Yang Lan'er pulled the pile of salt into the bamboo basket, and put it into the space when the basket was full. The husband and wife stopped when all ten bamboo baskets were filled.

  Tan Anjun sat back to back with his little wife, thought for a while and told him: "Lady, we entered the inner dense forest this time, and after we found out about the salt lake, don't mention it to your family."

   "Oh" Yang Lan'er took out the bamboo tube and took a sip of water, and responded lightly.

   "My lady, I don't mean anything else, but the salt and iron are all controlled by the imperial court. I'm afraid that the children's aunts and the others will yell out." Seeing that the little wife was indifferent, Tan Anjun hurriedly explained.

Yang Lan'er handed him a bamboo tube, looked at the calm blue lake like a mirror, chuckled and said: "Master, I won't tell about this matter, Ding's family is the most talkative, from now on, family matters should be Let them know, don’t let them know if they shouldn’t know.”

  She, Yang Lan'er, is not afraid of trouble, but she hates trouble the most.

  After it rains in the future, the natal family will always go back to Lishu Village, so let’s do our best now.

   After Tan Anjun finished drinking the water, he stood up and pulled his little wife up, slightly curling his lips: "It's still early, let's go back, tonight we will sleep in the cave last night."

  Yang Lan'er patted the salt on her body, stroked her hair, and smiled: "Let's go, I hope we can go back to the valley before it rains."

"Ok"

  The couple rushed back with the little white tiger on their backs, and because they went straight on the road without further delay, they finally returned to the Narrow Cave before dusk fell.

  Tan Anjun put out two bundles of firewood that had been taken into the space, and lit a fire on the original fire. As the fire ignited, the cave gradually became brighter.

  Yang Lan'er took out the little white tiger from the bamboo basket: "Xixi, little Xixi, are you thirsty?"

   "Aww..."

   After finishing speaking, he took out Xixi's special bowl and poured half a bamboo tube of water in front of it.

  Xixi smelled the smell of well water in the space, ran to the bowl, happily licked the water, and was so thirsty at noon today, the unscrupulous couple only cared about communicating with themselves and forgot about it.

   "Sir, boil the hot water first, I'm exhausted."

  Hurrying on the road in the afternoon today, her two legs are almost not her own. In fact, it is best to go into the spatial bath to soak in the hot springs to relieve muscle soreness and relieve fatigue casually.

  But..., looking up at a cheap husband has become a luxury.

   "Okay, okay, don't worry, take a rest first." Tan Anjun glanced at her, and released the tripod.

  Yang Lan'er frowned slightly, and muttered: "My husband, I'm sore all over now. When I go back this time, you wake up every morning for morning exercises. Remember to wake me up. I will also strengthen my exercise in the future."

   "Okay, are your legs uncomfortable?" Tan Anjun said with a sullen face, distressed.

"Ok"

  Yang Lan'er may not have realized that she showed her inner weakness in front of the cheap husband, and even spoke with a coquettish tone.

  (end of this chapter)