Traveling through the Ming Dynasty, Gu Yao was sent to Qiongzhou at the beginning. In the savage land filled with miasma, he pointed at the barren salt-alkali land in front of him, and everyone felt numb. The princes in the court were waiting for him to die, and the fans of Dongchang were watching him live, but he suddenly understood the laws, business ways, and people's hearts of the Ming Dynasty. He could see at a glance that buried under the salt-alkali soil was snow-white wealth comparable to that of a silver mine. From drying salt and converting fields to refining sugar and opening the sea, he burned glass and drew steam engine blueprints, and he turned the barren land into the heart of the empire. It wasn't until the dragon chariot arrived in Qiongzhou that the nine-thousand-year-old man with all the power in the world asked him with trembling hands: "Gu Yao, have you really found the way to extend the Ming Dynasty's life for five hundred years?" When merchant ships from all over the world crowded the port, he lazily sounded the capital's news drum: "You want to touch my Gu Yao's salt? Why don't you ask me the price of salt first."
