After the third filtration, Chen Senjun was shocked to find that the original turbid yellow salt mineral water had become clear and transparent, and at this time, Duan Shaojun asked someone to bring the wooden toner basket and instructed people to pour the salt mineral water that was close to clear water on the toner.

was so frightened that Chen Senjun grabbed Duan Shaojun. "Believe, Xiaguan, can't I believe it? Don't waste this good pot of salt. ”

"Let go, what do you want to do?" Duan Shaojun was almost knocked headlong by the excited Chen Senjun, and fell into the pot full of salt water, and broke away from Chen Sanjun's hand with a black line and shouted angrily. "What do you mean by that? How did I waste this pot of brine? ”

"If you pour it here, you're not afraid of being polluted by carbon? Can't you eat that kind of salt water? Chen Senjun jumped to his feet and pointed to the black cloth over there.

Duan Shaojun looked at this excited Chen Senjun blankly, and rolled his eyes. "I said Lao Chen, this is your mistake, do you know that wood charcoal is the best natural filter sterilizer in the world?"

"What? Xia Guan didn't understand. The strange adjectives invented by Duan Shaojun made Chen Senjun confused.

"In short, this thing will not pollute the salt mine water, but will filter out most of the impurities and various toxic and harmful substances in the salt mine water, why are you stupid, why don't you do it quickly?" After Duan Shaojun scolded this Chen Senjun for a beating, he turned around with a dark face and shouted at the pro-soldiers.

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Soon, the salt mineral water, which was as clear as a clear spring, appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Chen Senjun trembled vigorously, whispering what kind of immortal arts, spells, in short, full of nonsense, such a person ignored him the most.

Ignoring this godly psychopath, Duan Shaojun continued to direct the people to start a pot, and this pot of clear salt mineral water was placed on another stove and began to continue boiling.

Such a stove is not only full of firepower, but also uses anthracite to more than double the calorific value of firewood, so this large pot of water will soon boil again.

Duan Shaojun sat back leisurely, but when Chen joined the army, he stood firmly on the edge of the stove, staring at the pot of salt mineral water that had been boiling, and there were words in his mouth, like a magic stick.

For this kind of talent, Duan Shaojun didn't have time to pay attention to it, he sat there with tea and hummed a little song, and threw a piece of preserved fruit into his mouth from time to time.

At the beginning, Duan Shaojun was a little nervous to be honest, and he was also afraid that he wouldn't be able to cook good salt. However, when I think of ancient times, it was boiled and boiled, so what about after adding a means of filtration? Now it seems that the effect is far greater than Duan Shaojun's expectations, just because the pot has been clear to the bottom of the salt mineral water, Duan Shaojun has already predicted that the sodium chloride crystals precipitated after heating will definitely far exceed the so-called military salt in terms of purity and clarity.

Salt, what should salt look like? Salt should be as fine as a snowflake, and then it needs to be as white as a snowflake, Chen Senjun with tears in his eyes, stretched out his hand to scratch the pot, fortunately, the eye next to him was fast, and he grabbed this crazy person in time, otherwise his claws would have to be salted chicken feet.

His own soldiers carefully scraped the salt like snow chips, and then put it all into the oiled paper bags that had been prepared for a long time. Then, like a ghost thief, Chen Senjun snatched the oiled paper bag, reached in and stuck some salt, and sipped it into his mouth.

Then he closed his eyes, and actually shed tears of happiness, seeing that Duan Shaojun's eyes were straight, this product is either crazy, or the salt made by himself has become a rare delicacy in the world?

Duan Shaojun stopped his unhappy face and wanted to scold this soldier who joined the army Chen, and with a smile, he also stretched out his finger and stuck a little sticky, and sipped it into his mouth, um, phew...... Sure enough, it's still that salty, damn.

"Long history, this is salt, snowflake salt! This is a real snowflake salt......" Chen Senjun trembled, looked at the small oily paper bag of about two catties, and muttered quietly, other book friends were reading:.

"This salt should be better than military salt, right?" Duan Shaojun saw that his face changed and Chen Shenjun's expression changed, and he didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear that if he really scared this thing into insanity, it would be a big sin. At most, this salt is not much different from the quality of ordinary salt in later generations, but it is called snowflake salt by this buddy, and I remember that there is a kind of thing called snowflake salt in later generations, which looks beautiful and is not salty at all. I don't know if it's a strange thing that doesn't work.

"Military salt? Compared with this snowflake salt, military salt is a piece of, a piece of smelly ****! Chen Shenjun's eyes widened, and he stared at Duan Shaojun as if he was going to fight for his life.

Duan Shaojun looked at the angry Hulk Chen Senjun with a black line on his face, rolled his eyes, and decided not to bother to pay attention to this goods, but ordered his soldiers to continue to work hard to see how much snowflake salt these two stoves could make out of this hundred catties of army salt and salt mineral powder today.

"Childe, then Chen can't be crazy to join the army, right? Look at him, running fast with that bag of salt. Just when Duan Shaojun was commanding here, he felt someone tugging at his sleeve, but it was one of the personal soldiers, pointing over there and saying.

Duan Shaojun shook his head when he saw Chen Senjun walking away quickly with a small bag of oil. "Ignore it, it might be nice to let him go crazy himself." Duan Shaojun doesn't know much about mental illness, but he also knows that it is best not to provoke mental patients when they are ill, or they can directly take tranquilizers.

General Li and a middle-aged woman dressed as a Taoist priest were sitting in the tent of the Chinese army with a cup of fragrant tea, playing Go, chatting quietly, and the object of the chat was Duan Shaojun, who had just entered Zuo Yu Lin Wei not long ago.

But it's more Li Youwen talking, and the female Taoist chief is listening. At this moment, there were soldiers outside the tent who whispered softly.

"It's really a disappointment, Aunt Mei, you're busy, it's time for me to prepare for the camp." Li Youwen stood up helplessly and said to the female Taoist, her tone as intimate as family.

And the female Taoist chief looked at Li Youwen with the same gaze as the elders looking at their nephews. "It's important to get down to business, and the poor road is just lacking, right Youwen, remember, everything will wait and see, don't make a move yet, and see the situation."

"Okay

Aunt Mei, you can rest assured, I am not the kind of unwise person. Li Youwen smiled and agreed and walked into the inner tent, but did not go out directly, but first took off the gorgeous brocade robe, and put on a bright light heavy armor under the service of the two female guards, and then slowly came to the Chinese army's big tent.

I saw Chen Senjun carefully holding an oil-paper bag as if he was holding a golden doll, and his eyes kept looking at this oil-paper bag, and he didn't even notice that he walked into the big tent.

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"Chen joins the army, why are you in a hurry to find Ben Shuai?" Li Youwen curiously walked closer and asked in harmony.

Chen Senjun finally reacted, and fell to the ground directly, but stretched out his two hands and presented the oiled paper bag containing things to Li Youwen. "General, this is salt, snowflake salt!"

"Snowflake salt?" Li Youwen couldn't help frowning slightly, took the bag and opened it to take a closer look, it was indeed snowflake salt, and it was actually snowflake salt without any impurities. You know, in today's Datang.

The best salt, which is as white as a snowflake and has fine particles, is in short supply as a royal supply, and even Li Youwen can get only 100 catties of snowflake salt every year. And now, Chen Senjun actually brought two catties, which made Li Youwen a little confused for a while.

"Where did you get this salt?" After Li Youwen stretched out her fingers and tasted it, her eyes fell on Chen Shenjun, who was excited.

"Just boiled out." Chen Senjun said, and added another sentence at the end. "It's made from inedible salt powder."

Hearing that it was boiled, Li Youwen just raised her eyebrows slightly, but when she heard the latter sentence, Li Youwen couldn't help but gasp. The eyes of the more than a dozen soldiers in the big tent also widened in surprise.