"The commoners will certainly be eager to register for the salt," Zhao Yao said with a smile, "This is a perfect opportunity for you to promote the new salt, letting the people know that the salt I produced is not only delicious, but also affordable."
"Your Highness, although I do not know the exact number of households in Swamp Prefecture, distributing one or two taels of new salt to each household would amount to quite a bit," Wen Daoji voiced his concern about the potential insufficiency of the new salt Zhao Yao had produced, subtly reminding him.
"Prime Minister Wen, no need to worry about this. The first batch of new salt produced is roughly a hundred pounds, which should be sufficient," Zhao Yao had earlier instructed the Guard Commander and others to construct numerous pans. In recent times, even more pans were built.
Upon hearing that the first batch could yield a hundred pounds of salt, both Wen Daoji and Zheng Qian drew in a sharp breath.
