The clay pot is earthy yellow, the size of an adult's head, it seems that it has been used for a long time, and the edges are very worn, and the pattern that should have been painted on the surface of the clay pot is only a little faint, and it is not real.

"My lord, I think you need to know about this discovery."

The Swadia peasant walked briskly, holding the old clay pot with a cautious expression.

"Hey, wait."

But for Kant, the brow couldn't help but furrow.

Especially looking at the earthy yellow dilapidated clay pot, he couldn't help frowning and said, "If the thing you are talking about is this broken clay pot that should be disposed of and buried, I don't think you need to take it." ”

There is no porcelain technology in this world, but that doesn't mean there is no technology to make high-end pottery.

Fine fine pottery, just as valuable.

Especially from the aristocratic eyes of Kant, this dilapidated clay pot, except for the poor people who have nothing, no one cares about this kind of thing at all, even if it is thrown on the corner of the street, if there is no cleaner who takes the initiative to clean it, it is estimated that no one will pick it up for a long time.

The Lion Principality is rich in clay, so there is no shortage of high-grade and low-grade pottery.

"No, not this clay pot."

The Swadia farmer shook his head and explained.

"What's that?" Kant was slightly curious.

"It's this."

When the peasant came to Kant, he was still cautiously holding the old clay pot, which seemed to contain something, and with the sunlight, it conspicuously emitted a piece of white flowers.

Kant was slightly stunned.

Seems somewhat familiar.

His eyes carefully swept over the clay pot, and the white object inside was a pile of white solid powder.

And this kind of thing instantly came to Kant in his mind.

"Salt?" His eyes widened slightly.

And the peasant nodded exactly, "Yes, my lord, it's salt." ”

Kant's eyes were filled with joy.

In this backward world, salt and sugar are scarce condiments, and even he, as the young son of the duke and the baron of the Duchy of Lion, carried less than two baskets of such condiments when he came to his fiefdom.

10 pounds of salt, 10 pounds of sugar, and 5 pounds of black pepper, this is the condiment he received when he divided the baron.

"Where did this jar of salt come from?"

Kant couldn't help but swallow and spat at the mouth, looking at the peasant was very uplifted.

"Among the gnolls' tents, there was a relatively large tent, and this clay pot was in it when we cleaned it." The farmer replied, pointing to the grass not far away.

"Gnolls?"

Kant licked his lips, but his brow furrowed slightly.

Sweeping through the tent that had not yet been fully folded, it looked larger than a normal gnolla tent made of animal skins and linen, and he knew a little in his heart.

It was supposed to be the tent of the gnoll leader.

Although it is a primitive race, there is still a hierarchy, and the leader also owns most of the property within the tribe.

But what made Kant curious was why there was salt in this group of gnolls. You must know that even in the relatively wealthy Lion Principality, it is estimated that there is not so much salt in the families of those small landowners!

"This is supposed to be the salt from the desert salt mines."

Desert bandits spoke, and their tones were affirmative, apparently they knew the salt.

In particular, their eyes swept over the white salt powder in the clay pot, which was slightly gray, which confirmed their statement: "And it is also an open-pit salt mine, and the coarse salt collected in the saline-alkali land." ”

"Coarse salt in saline land?" Kant turned his head, his brow furrowed.

The desert bandits nodded, "That's right, it's about the same as the salt produced in the salt mines of the Salander Sultanate." ”

At the same time, the desert robbers added: "However, this salt should be coarse salt collected and simply cleaned, and it tastes very bad because there is a small amount of sediment in it, so it tastes very bad, and the craftsmen of Salander usually strain this coarse salt with water and then recook it into a finer table salt." ”

"That's right." Kant nodded slightly.

However, his eyes looked at the coarse salt in the clay pot in front of him, and he also thought about it in his mind.

"If we speculate like this, then we can be sure that there may be a saline land in the depths of the Naren Desert?" Kant's face remained as calm as possible, but his voice was a little agitated.

The desert bandit nodded affirmatively: "If nothing else, it is." ”

Joy appeared on Kant's face.

Even as he tried his best to control his expression, the joy in his heart still made him a little uncontrollable.

"That's great news!"

Kant swallowed and foamed, his fists clenched.

Salt may not be a thing at all in the modern age of the earth, but throughout history, this salty condiment, whether in the East or the West, has been synonymous with luxury, expensive, and exclusive to the rich!

And the same is true of this mysterious plane of sword and sorcery, society similar to the Middle Ages.

Salt is an expensive condiment and one of the common ingredients used by magicians to cast spells, so mastering this precious material is almost a matter of wealth!

Now, deep in this barren Naren Desert, there is a saline land full of salt.

It really made Kant's heart excited.

"This is your chance!"

He swallowed a mouthful of spit, and his ecstatic eyes were also extremely solemn, because as a traverser, of course he knew what he would gain by mastering the production of salt.

Wealth.

Opportunity.

There are also intrigues.

Looking around, Kant licked the corners of his mouth, and his heart settled.

There is only his village in the sentry oasis, and there are only his people in Dehrim, and there are no outsiders, so this secret is only known to him for now.

【Ding... After some effort, the oasis was cleaned up]

[Temporary Mission: "Reorganize the Oasis" completed]

【Reward: 20 bags of flour ×】

[Evaluation: It's just simple manual labor, and it can be done easily, isn't it?] 】

Just as Kant was rejoicing in his heart, the system also heard a prompt tone.

On the retina, a dialog box appears, proving that the temporary task he had just picked up in the morning had been completed.

At the same time, in the mind of a mysterious system, 20 sacks of barley flour have been prepared, which can be manifested at any time as Kant wishes.

"Double happiness is coming." Kant smiled.

Looking down at the jar of salt at his feet, this was even more of a surprise for him.

As long as "Dehrim" develops and Kant has enough power to protect himself, then this salt can be completely used as a help for him, open up the trade routes of the Lion Principality, and gain more wealth.

Salt is almost equal to hard currency!

The retina flashed in his eyes, and the temporary task of the system was unexpectedly released again.

【Ding... Temporary Task Release]

[Temporary Mission: The Origin of Salt]

【Reward: 5 Standard Swadia Houses×

[Introduction: Where does this salt come from?] It's a question, but if you explore the depths of the desert carefully, you may find something different, such as these precious salts. 】

Looking at the dialog on the retina, Kant shook his head and chuckled.

Even if the system doesn't have this task, he will definitely arrange for someone to search for where the salt comes from.

"Saline? That's mine! ”

Kant had a resolute look on his face.

It would be a pity if such a precious resource was occupied by those primitive gnolls.

This salt resource must be mastered by Kant.

There is no pretense of benevolence and excuses, to put it bluntly, Kant just wants to occupy this kind of resource to complete his development, even if it will cause a conflict with the gnoll tribe, he will not hesitate to do so!

"Swadians, never afraid."

In the depths of Kant's eyes, there was pride and domineering.

On the continent of Calradia, the kingdom of Svadia itself is known as invincible in the field, and in this world, it is really easy to slaughter some gnolls in the primitive tribal period.

And with a system, Kant can still fight with war!

Even if it is to exchange the lives of 10 Swadian farmers for 1 place to advance to the Svadia Knights, it is worth it.

"Let's take the long view."

But Kant restrained his emotions and quickly calmed down.

The salt mine must be found, but deep into the vast Nalun Desert, of course, you need to be cautious, it is impossible to rush into the desert rashly with the help of the system task, which is no different from a stupid stunned youth.

However, looking at the 6 desert bandits next to him, the smile on Kant's face was even stronger.

"Luckily, I have desert experts."

PS: Aha, I was busy signing a contract today, and I went to mail the contract again, what a delay...