After the small talk, Yang Zhenshan shifted the topic to more pressing matters, "Speaking of which, I have something I'd like to consult Brother Liu about!"
"Please speak, Brother Yang!"
"I'm considering setting up a salt field at Tenglong Guard. I wonder if the court would allow it?"
"Building a salt field!" Liu Zhe's expression turned serious, "The number of salt fields under court control hasn't changed in over thirty years!"
"Hmm!" Yang Zhenshan calmly sipped his tea with a composed expression.
After a moment of thought, Liu Zhe continued, "It's not impossible, but approval from the Central Army Commander's Mansion is necessary! And if Brother Yang plans to profit from the salt field, you'd best build connections with the Liaodong Salt Transport Department."
