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It has to be said that the natural environment of the camp is much more suitable for drying salt than the small town where Feng Yu grew up. After the evaporated concentrated salt water was poured into the pool for crystallization, a thin layer formed underneath within two days. Thin grain crystals.

It was impossible for Feng Yu to work. He ordered several strong halfling men sent by Allen to shovel out the salt crystals and pile them on the side. Within two days, a pile of white salt crystals appeared on the drying table.

At this moment, the salt pond was already filled with onlookers, not only dwarves and halflings, but also many elves.

Nicole hurried over after finishing her training. Ai Lang wanted to solve the big problem of salt for the camp. How could Nicole not care.

Xiao Nizi ran over and looked at the white salt flowers on the drying table. She happily pulled Feng Yu's arm and kept asking excited questions. She didn't notice that Anthony's face next to him was almost as black as the bottom of a pot.

Allen and Dick have already started to do it themselves. The two of them shoveled out the salt crystals from the crystallization pool little by little, and carefully piled them on the drying salt pile.

"Ahem" Anthony walked to Feng Yu and coughed twice. Then Nicole pouted and let go of the hand holding Feng Yu's arm.

"Will you not get sick if you eat this salt that you added a secret recipe to?"

It was very simple for Feng Yu to make this small pile of pure white salt. Anthony asked the dwarves and halflings who helped him and knew that apart from his sticky secret recipe, the remaining expenses were only three meals for a few workers. That's all, this is not from him.

He couldn't help but think that if such a method could be produced on a large scale, the benefits it would represent would be huge.

Feng Yu saw the urgency on the old man's face, and before answering, he held Nicole's hand in front of Mr. Anthony. Mr. Anthony's long beard shook, and he looked at the white salt and said nothing.

Hehe, I'm not taking advantage of others' danger.

Feng Yu felt happy when he saw that Anthony didn't cough anymore, but he still shook his head with a serious face.

"This is just the first process. This kind of salt is still just coarse salt. Although half of the toxins in it have been removed, it is still inedible. There is still another process, and what comes out is refined non-toxic table salt, which we call Refined salt.”

Feng Yu invented a bunch of terms and continued to deceive.

He directed half-length workers to shovel out the salt and put it into a large pottery jar he had made. He added plant ash and filtered clear river limestone powder after boiling and continued stirring until it became a saturated salt solution that the salt could not dissolve.

There is a small hole ten centimeters high at the bottom of the large pottery jar, like a beer barrel with a water pipe underneath, which is now blocked by a cork.

Patriarch Allen, a half-length worker, was standing on a ladder and stirring the tank. When the salt could no longer dissolve, he looked at Feng Yu: "Brother Darren, this is ready, can you add it?"

"Did you write down how much salt was melted in it?"

"Make a note of it. When those jars are all melted, I will bring them to you."

Feng Yu nodded and said: "Okay, I will write down an average value when the time comes, so that I don't have to try to stir it. Add it, and make sure you don't get the wrong amount."

Allen patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry, brother, you can't be wrong. I practiced for half the night last night."

As he spoke, Allen took out a small white porcelain bottle from his arms, took out a delicate little spoon that was no bigger than an ear pick, and carefully placed a small spoonful of the porcelain bottle in each tank of melted salt water. Put the white powder in it and stir it.

This is the second formula in Feng Yu's secret recipe, sun-dried and ground sweet potato starch. Because Feng Yu makes this by hand alone, and there are not many finished products, the so-called dosage is pitifully small.

The secret recipe doesn't matter how much, the important thing is to keep it mysterious.

"Okay, the salt water in this big tank has settled overnight. When the sun rises tomorrow, unplug the cork and pour the clean salt water from the upper layer into the clean salt sun pool set aside. What comes out after drying is edible. salt."

Feng Yu believes that the salt that has been secondary crystallized through the purification reaction of alkaline water made from limestone water and plant ash can be considered edible salt even on earth.

Although there are still a few days until the real salt is released, the onlookers still stare at the white salt piled on the drying table and are unwilling to leave for a long time. This also makes Feng Yu know how precious salt is here.

Anthony asked: "How is the quality of the refined salt produced in the end compared to the table salt that is dried now?"

"It's definitely much stronger than the table salt we eat now, both in appearance and taste." Feng Yu guaranteed.

"Before the salt is made, I have a small gift for everyone." With that, Feng Yu invited Anthony and others to the kiln where he burned mud.

He took out the two furnaces of white porcelain that had been fired before from the box covered with dry thatch and placed them on the table in front of the kiln.

Nicole looked at the smooth porcelain and said in surprise: "Oh my God, this is what you have baked with clay these days."

"Yes, this is the tableware we have there."

Nicole carefully picked up a plate and gently stroked the smooth glaze. She couldn't believe that such a beautiful and delicate thing was actually made of mud.

Anthony also picked up a small bowl and observed it carefully. He also used magic to summon a ball of water and put it into the small bowl to test the water permeability of the small bowl in his hand.

"Although this thing is a bit brittle and not suitable for naughty children, it is more practical, easy to scrub, impervious to water, and beautiful and exquisite. They are called porcelain and were developed by our master craftsmen there.

But I will only make some of these more common styles of porcelain. The more delicate porcelain can even be fired to form beautiful patterns. They are usually regarded as works of art. Among them, the expensive porcelain is like a small bowl. The bigger one is worth more than ten thousand gold. "

After hearing Feng Yu's words, Grandpa Anthony was surprised, but he turned around and thought about it. Even a layman like Feng Yu could make such exquisite tableware. If a master who specializes in this technology could make it, How beautiful is that thing?

"Darren, do we really want to eat with such exquisite things? What if we accidentally break them?"

Feng Yu picked up a small bowl and let go, but before the bowl landed on the ground that was almost unbreakable, Archmage Anthony caught it with a quick magician's hand spell.

Feng Yu looked at the old man blankly: "Well, I just want to tell you that this thing is very difficult to break as long as it doesn't fall on something hard."

Anthony ignored him and continued to look at the porcelain in his hand.

Feng Yu didn't care. He picked up a straw basket and filled it with a basket of tableware and handed it to Nicole: "Take it, these are ours. When the salt is made, I will use them to make a table for you at our place." of gourmet food.

Master, I’ll give you the rest. "