The weight of a sack of well salt is around forty to fifty jins.
Four sacks, that would be around two hundred jins.
In the eyes of the common folks in the marketplace, this is definitely considered great strength.
The porters around silently glanced over, already numb to the sight.
They all privately call Shen Zhinan "Shen Daniu", because he has the strength of an ox.
Although resentful that a part of their wages was taken away, no one dared to make a peep.
Because previously, when someone verbally provoked, wanting Shen Daniu to roll out of this place, they were beaten to the ground looking for teeth without a second word, and didn't get out of bed for a good ten days to two weeks.
Since then, everyone understood that this youth was ruthless at heart.
...
Only when dusk fell was all the well salt finally moved, and it was time to settle accounts.
