Tao Ran finally decided to go with these military masters, first, to casually understand the customs and production and living habits of this world, and second, to reach Lanzhou more safely and quickly.

Tao Ran learned in the chat that these military masters around him were the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, they belonged to Zuo Wuwei, but they were not soldiers who marched and fought, but were only responsible for transporting various military materials such as grain, grass, ordnance, etc., which were equivalent to logistics soldiers in the previous life.

The leader of the military is called Zhang He, is a team leader, there are nine sergeants under his command, the reason why Zhang He saw Tao Ran drew his sword is because the Qiang people have been restless recently again, and from time to time come to rob the property of the people of the Tang Dynasty.

Tao Ran knew very well that these people were good people, and at night, Zhang He saw that Tao Ran was a little cold, so he took out his clothes and put them on him.

He was accompanied by two women who had gone to Lanzhou to visit their husbands.

As night fell, bonfires were lit. Tao Ran took out the uneaten rabbit meat, skewered it with a branch and roasted it on the fire.

After a while, a rich aroma of barbecue spread around the campfire. There was a sound of sucking and swallowing all around.

When Tao Ran saw the rabbit meat roasting with oil, he poured out a little salt from the gourd and sprinkled it evenly on the already cooked rabbit meat, which was made by Tao Ran by the river in the grassland, without these salts, Tao Ran would have no strength to walk out of the boundless prairie.

Tao Ran carefully divided the roasted rabbit meat into several small pieces with Swiss military industry to ensure that everyone had meat to eat tonight.

Zhang He had already prepared the dough, couldn't wait to take the rabbit meat in Tao Ran's hand, sandwiched the meat in the dough, squatted on the ground and chewed it.

Suddenly, Zhang He jumped up, grabbed Tao Ran's neck like a madman, and shouted loudly, "You sprinkled refined salt on the meat just now? Do you know that salt is expensive? Where did you get these salt saddles? ”

Zhang He, whose eyes were bigger than a bull's eye, pinched Tao Ran and asked.

"Ahem, you're trying to strangle me, isn't it just a little salt? If you want me to make it for you at any time, let me go, ahem..."

When Zhang He heard this, he quickly let go of his hands as thick as pincers.

"Brother Gongzi, it was me Meng Lang just now, Gongzi may not know how important salt is to Datang now. Like the refined salt that Childe just used, even the nobles of Wang Sun would not dare to use it like this, not to mention that the refined salt used by Childe has never been seen in his life. Zhang He heard that Tao Ran could make salt at any time, and his words immediately became respectful.

"What? You've never seen salt like this in your life? Tao Ran's brain is running rapidly, so as soon as he debuts, he will have the aura of the protagonist.

"Then you don't usually eat salt? How can you have the strength to deliver materials to the front line without eating salt? How can the soldiers on the front line have the strength to kill the enemy if they don't eat salt? What about defending the country? Tao Ran asked in a row.

"Childe, that's what we usually eat." After speaking, Zhang He took out a yellowed cloth bag from his waist and carefully untied the bag, which contained a black lumpy object the size of a baby's palm.

Tao Ran took a closer sniff, and a sour taste went straight to his nose.

"Is this salt? I think it's about the same as poison? After Tao Ran finished speaking, he grabbed the black lumpy object in Zhang He's cloth bag and threw it out.

"Childe, don't you dare to throw it, it's only such a piece of salt in a small month." Zhang He took the salt back from Tao Ran's hands with lightning speed.

"Didn't you just say that it was already in the Zhenguan period? Why is life still so hard? ”

"Gongzi doesn't know, a few years ago, although the salt is expensive, but it can always barely enough for the people to eat, who can weigh half a catty and eight taels every month, just this year the Turks are aggressive, the business road is broken, the salt of other provincial governments can not be transported in, and the salt on the grassland is inedible, the body of the sergeant of my Longyou army is like a year, and the general is eager to kill the Turks, but the sergeant is weak without salt, and can not march and fight for a long time. Since Gongzi has a unique skill and knows the method of making salt, he implores Gongzi to take the people of the world as his own responsibility and inform him of the method of salt making, and the general will definitely take my Longyou army to behead the Turkic dogs. Tens of millions of people in Longyou will also be grateful for the kindness of the son, and they will definitely build temples and temples to pray for the son. ”

Zhang He burst into tears when he said this, and after speaking, he was about to bow to Tao Ran and kneel, and the other sergeants and two women behind him also bowed and knelt together.

Tao Ran hurriedly dragged Zhang He's hands and stopped the people who were about to salute.

The method of making salt must be handed over, otherwise you will not be able to get over it on your conscience.

"Listening to your words, it is better than reading a book for ten years, Tao Ran listens to Brother Zhang's teachings today, and he will definitely remember it in his heart, and he will never dare to forget" After speaking, Tao Ran saluted everyone uprightly.

Zhang He and the sergeants hurriedly flashed to the side. "How dare we, the inferior sergeants, teach Gongzi, Gongzi is a person with great ability, and he will definitely be able to worship the prince in the future, and it is a blessing for me to meet Gongzi in several lifetimes."

It seems that the pressure brought to them by the scholars is too great, in the era of the Tang Dynasty, the number of writers was actually surprisingly low, according to historical records, the proportion of readers in the world is one or two thousandths. Learning has never been a luxury that ordinary people can hope for, and wealthy nobles hold the door to knowledge.

Tao Ran lowered his head and fell into deep thought, the soldiers around him were waiting for his decision, after all, this is too important, this method of making salt is related to the lives of ordinary people at best, and it is related to the prosperity of the entire country at best. Who can have the secret recipe for making salt, who doesn't see it more precious than life? How can you give it to others casually.

Tao Ran looked up at the eager eyes around him, and said, "Tao Ran never thought that a handful of salt was so important to the people? So important to Datang? In my cognition, this salt is just not, it is just a kind of food, I never thought that it also took on the life of the people and the responsibility of the world, the family teacher told me before his death, this life to do something beneficial to the common people, how can I live up to the expectations and entrustment of the family teacher. ”

"Childe, you agreed to say so." Zhang He's excited eyes lit up, urging Tao Ran to write the secret recipe for making salt like a child. There was no paper and pen, Tao Ran used the Swiss military industry to engrave words on the wooden board, although the font on the wooden board was crooked and slanted, not very beautiful, but Zhang He still held it tightly in his arms like a baby, kissed and kissed, and the two women who provoked him bowed their heads and smiled.

Tao Ran stretched his waist and yawned for a long time, the fatigue of the past few days seemed to hit him all at once, so that he had no strength in his body, spread the blanket prepared by Zhang He under him, listened to the chatter of the sergeants around the bonfire and discussed the future of the salt, and went to chat with Zhou Gong by rhubarb.