This is just the beginning, and Mo Shu's eyes are red.

Xiao Jing next to her also had red eyes, she didn't expect Mo Shu to have such a begging experience, she just felt so pitiful, she immediately hugged Mo Shu's arm, and said softly: "Sister Mo, don't be sad, okay?" I'll give you all the good food I have in the future. ”

Hearing this, Mo Shu's heart was warm, she held Xiao Jing's hand, and said, "Okay." ”

Lu Er coughed lightly on the side and asked, "But I don't know who the master of Miss Mo Liu is......"

Xiao Jing was so angry that he glared at Lu Er fiercely, feeling that he really didn't know how to observe words and feelings: Didn't you see that Sister Mo was still sad, what to ask!

Lu Si didn't understand why it had become a matter of discussing the master and his childhood, and said strangely: "Don't you talk about frying salt?" Still frying? ”

Wu Ziheng suddenly felt that Lu Si's appearance today was really good.

I saw that Mo Shu seemed to come back to her senses all of a sudden, and said embarrassedly: "Of course." I'd better boil the salt out first, and then I'll talk about anything else. ”

Several guards also suddenly realized: Now it is still important to fry salt! As for why this can produce good salt, presumably Hou Ye must have a way to ask from Mo Liuniang's mouth.

Seeing that everyone's minds finally returned to business, Mo Shu breathed a sigh of relief. This story about why she knows so many things has to be perfected, and it is undoubtedly the best way to create a living immortal master who can do everything.

Didn't the experience of being exiled as a child give Mo Shu a chance to meet people outside the world?

As soon as they talked about boiling salt, everyone immediately became happy, although they were not sure whether the prepared brine would still be harmful to their health, but they all had more confidence, and they no longer believed Mo Shu's words as before.

After all, the changes in this spring water are obvious to everyone, who could have turned this bitter salt brine into what it is now?

What's more, several people can taste the rich salt in this brine.

This tastes almost the same as boiling water with a lot of salt! No, it's even purer than that taste!

Thinking of this, several guards looked at the mixed and filtered brine very eagerly, and looked at Mo Shu urgently, wanting her to boil the brine out of the salt as much as possible, so that everyone could see what the finished product was like.

Lu Yi couldn't stand anymore, he walked back and forth beside him, and kept chanting: "There's salt, there's salt now...... There won't be any more problems with eating this time, right? ”

Lu Si was so angry that he slapped over: "Shut up your crow ......"

"That's it!"

"Stop arguing! Sister Mo still has to boil salt! ”

Lu Er and Xiao Jing said almost in unison, and then the two looked at each other. Xiao Jing snorted and turned his head, but didn't speak again, so as not to disturb Mo Shu boiling salt.

Several of the guards looked excited and nervous, just waiting to see the salt boiled.

Lu Yi still wanted to ask about the soy milk, but swallowed it back when the words came to his mouth: It's better to ask later if you don't understand it, so as not to be scolded.

Wu Ziheng had already thought of more. He was now almost certain that Mo Shu could use this brine to make edible or even good salt, and so on, and many of the bitter brine that he couldn't eat before in other places might also be able to fry salt by mixing it with brine.

There is too little salt in the interior of Daliang, but it is an important strategic material, and the army soldiers and war horses are indispensable to eat salt, and the price of salt is extremely high.

Wu Ziheng looked at the guards next to him and said, "Zhuang Ding, who knows about boiling salt today, pay more attention to it, don't make any mistakes." ”

Lu Liu and the others hurriedly responded.

At this time, Lu Yi and a few people next to the salt spring suddenly said: "Miss Mo, you boil the salt, and the matter of mixing the brine can be done by a few of me!" ”

I only heard Mo Shu say: "This brine hasn't been prepared yet!" I'm going to try what ratio can remove the most harmful impurities and make the salt brine more pure. ”

Several guards nodded again and again when they heard this, and said, "Miss Mo Liu, you know a lot, according to what you say." ”

Mo Shu smiled and sped up the movements in her hands. She remembers very well that in her previous life, the ratio of black brine to yellow brine was four to six or three to seven, and she had tried four to six before, but she was not satisfied enough, and wanted to see how the effect of three to six was.

After another bucket of brine was mixed and matched, Mo Shu was disappointed, this time the brine was not as clear as the last time, and the white precipitation under the bottom was also less. She tasted it again, and the taste was more bitter than before, so she had to strain it first, put it aside, and start trying again.

Seeing this, Lu Yi was more anxious, and said, "Miss Mo, it's better to use these four or six to match it......"

Lu Er next to him shook his head: "Lu Yi, you are confused, then this brine is naturally as pure as possible, so that it will not be poisoned." What is the use of boiling salt not to be eaten? Since there is a way to make it pure, Miss Mo Liu only needs to try, so there is no need to worry. ”

Although Lu Er said this, in fact, he couldn't wait to see Bai Huahua's salt piled up in front of him immediately, but he had a calm temperament, and he also knew that the most important thing about this salt was to ensure that it could be eaten, so he didn't urge.

Wu Ziheng heard that a few people had been making noise all the time, and frowned in displeasure: "Didn't you see Miss Mo Liu working?" A few of you are idle and don't do much to come up to the brine spring, what are you arguing about there? ”

Several of the guards suddenly did not dare to be silent.

Lu Er and the others began to scoop up the spring water and put it into wooden barrels. Lu Si looked at the few barrels and said, "Lu San, you and I will go and carry a few large vats in the villa." ”

Lu San, who hadn't spoken much, nodded, and walked quickly towards the villa with Lu Si.

The ears quieted down, Mo Shu had no distractions, and was a little faster, and it didn't take long to find that the brine prepared by putting four and a half parts of black brine and five and a half parts of yellow brine was the purest.

Of course, this purity is relative, compared to the salt water in the previous life, these brine are still far worse, otherwise soy milk would not be needed.

Mo Shu stopped the water scoop in her hand, wiped a handful of sweat with the back of her hand, and said, "Okay......"

Before she finished speaking, a handkerchief suddenly flew in, which landed on her face, although it didn't hurt, but Mo Shu was a little annoyed, reached out and took the handkerchief away and said, "Who ......"

"Wipe your sweat." Wu Ziheng was still eating tea, as if nothing had happened, and said lightly, "So as not to get into the salt." ”

"I ......" Mo Shu choked back before she finished speaking, but the ghost made a messenger to add, "Anyway, sweat is salty......"

Wu Ziheng, who was originally calm and calm, almost choked on the tea when he heard this. Is this what the ladies of the family would say?

Xiao Jing burst out laughing.

Mo Shu raised her head and saw that Wu Ziheng's face was not very good, so she hurriedly promised: "Master Hou, please rest assured, I will definitely be careful and never let the slightest sweat fall into the salt." ”

As he spoke, in order to express his determination, Mo Shu immediately wiped her sweat with a handkerchief, and vaguely smelled the light aroma.

Mo Shu remembered that this handkerchief belonged to Wu Ziheng, and was a little embarrassed, and added: "When I go back and wash it, I will return you." ”

Wu Ziheng said: "No need. ”

Mo Shu thought about it, since this is the case, go back and throw it away, and there is no need to wash it. So she said from the good: "Okay." ”

Wu Ziheng seemed to see Mo Shu's careful thoughts, and said, "Don't wash it, return me." ”