Traveling through time with billions of supplies to become a farmer's little fortune

They happily pulled out the salt mosses and then began to collect salt blocks.

The two of them worked until the sun was high in the sky, and then they hurriedly carried the basket of salt back home.

When the father and daughter came back, Mrs. Su was delighted when she saw so many salt blocks.

"You don't have to buy salt anymore. Where does it come from? Use graphite to crush it and put it away. You can use it next time you cook."

It was not until this moment that Su Muyao realized that the reason why the salt she ate here tasted bitter was because the salt blocks were crushed before being refined?

Is it really necessary to be so scary? Isn't this poisonous?

There are so many harmful substances in it, no wonder the average life expectancy of ancient people was not long.

Fortunately, in order to live a good life in ancient times, I had made up for a lot of ancient knowledge before traveling through time, including salt making.

"Grandma, this can't be eaten. It contains a slight poison. If people eat it for a long time, they will develop various health problems."

Old Mrs. Su felt heartbroken when she looked at the huge basket of salt blocks.

"What a shame! It can't be eaten. What are you going to do with it?"

Old Mrs. Su wondered what was the point of bringing it back if it couldn’t be eaten?

"Grandma, this is indeed the kind of salt you usually use, but this salt is a bit bitter, and the bitterness comes from the impurities in it. If you eat too much of these impurities, your body will be damaged."

Although Old Mrs. Su didn't quite understand, after all, she had been eating this salt all her life. She couldn't accept it when she was suddenly told that the salt was poisonous.

Seeing that the old lady fell into deep thought, Su Muyao continued: "This kind of salt only needs to be purified before it can be eaten, and there will be no impurities, and it will not be bitter."

Old Man Su also listened to the conversation between the grandfather and grandson at the door, and suddenly seemed to realize something.

I saw Old Man Su first went to the yard and locked the gate, and then hurried back to the kitchen.

"My dear, let me ask you, is this the green salt you are talking about refined by the rich and powerful?"

Su Muyao thought about it and realized that the green salt they were talking about was actually refined salt. The only difference was the refining method, but there were still a lot of dirt in it.

He nodded and said, "Grandpa, it's probably the same as what you said, but the salt I refine is much better than green salt."

Mrs. Su looked at her old man in confusion, "Why are you so excited?"

"Oh my, old woman, don't you know that only people in the palace or high-ranking officials can afford this green salt?"

As if thinking of something, he continued, "In the early years, I worked as a helper in someone else's kitchen and met some dignitaries. When they came to eat at the restaurant, they all brought their own green salt. That salt was so beautiful."

When Mrs. Su heard her old man say this, she wondered if that kind of salt was expensive. She also thought of the amount of refined salt her granddaughter had taken out some time ago.

He quickly took out the salt jar and handed it to his old man. "Look, this is my dear. He gave it to me some time ago. We have been eating this salt recently. Can you see if there is the green salt you mentioned?"

Old Man Su's hands were shaking as he held the salt shaker. "This is better than green salt, finer and whiter. How can there be such white salt?"

Old Mrs. Su saw her old man's trembling hands and snatched the salt jar.

"Look at how useless you are. Our darling is a lucky star. God has to chase him to feed him. You will not be able to miss out on good things in the future."

Old man Su just laughed.

Here, Su Muyao found suitable gauze from the space and found a clean wooden barrel in the kitchen.

Then he picked out a few small pieces of salt from the basket that Su Laosan had brought back and put them into the basin.

Pour the water in again, add the wood ash, boil and let it stand before filtering.

Use a large iron spoon to stir slowly, cover one side of the wooden barrel with gauze, and start pouring the brine into another barrel.

Then filter it with gauze to filter out the insoluble matter.

After going back and forth several times, the filtered water was poured into the pot.

Looking at the large amount of impurities on the cloth, she knew that the so-called green salt was probably just melted salt water filtered through cloth.

The salt that flows into the market is basically filtered once and then sold to the people.

I never thought that the impurities in it might contain trace amounts of toxins.

Just as Su Muyao sat down on the bamboo stool and was about to continue making a fire, she was carried aside by her grandmother.

"Just come here, grandma. If you need anything, ask grandpa to help you."

The old lady has already looked it over. There is nothing special about making fire, so you can just do it yourself.

Old Mrs. Su lit the firewood with a flint, and Su Muyao began to stir the salt water in the pot with a spoon.

She kept stirring like this. Old Man Su, who was standing by, finally understood that his granddaughter was stirring the water. Then he took the big spoon from his granddaughter's hand and began to stir it in an orderly manner.

Finally, crystals appeared in the pot.

"Grandma, you don't need to add fuel to the fire anymore."

When Mrs. Su heard this, she stopped putting more firewood in and just clapped her hands, stood up, and looked at her little granddaughter who was still busy on the stove on tiptoe.

Su Muyao was waiting for the remaining fire to slowly dry the salt water in the pot.

After a while, white crystal salt came out.

The salt in the pot has crystallized, and even after pouring out so many salt blocks, there are only two large bowls.

Old man Su saw, as if in a dream, his granddaughter's pot of salt water turned into this white salt.

To his wife, "Wife, pinch me, please"

Old Mrs. Su pinched her old man in annoyance.

“It really hurts, it’s not a dream”

At this time, Old Man Su was already thinking about whether he should keep this technology for himself, or discuss it with the village chief and report it to the government.

The secret production of crystal salt is a capital crime. If it is discovered, all nine generations of the family will be punished.

But if you take the initiative to report that you have discovered a way to make crystal salt, there will only be rewards, no punishment.

But I am afraid that this will implicate my granddaughter. After all, this method may offend many people. After thinking about it, I decide to give up!

"My dear, after you do this once, you can never do it again. Don't tell anyone! Not even your parents or the uncles at home."

When Mrs. Su heard her old man say this, she also had some ideas in her mind.

This is indeed a very serious matter. If outsiders knew about it, my granddaughter might not be able to be saved.

They don't need to be rich or powerful, they just hope that their little granddaughter can grow up safely and happily.