These desert robbers are Kant's confidence.

He was sure that he would be able to complete the temporary task of the system.

Because they are from the Sultanate of Salander, this desert country of bandits, has long been familiar with the cruel desert environment, honing their skills in this vast sea of sand, they can be called standard desert survival experts.

Deep into the Naryn Desert, these desert bandits can be of great help.

As for that saline-alkali land, sufficient natural salt mines, Kant had already made up his mind in his heart.

It's inevitable.

Kant was born in the Duchy of Lion, and is the ruler of the entire Duchy, the youngest son of Duke Cameron of the Lion, although he is not favored by his mother who has long since died, but the aristocratic education that he should have since childhood is still sufficient.

After all, he is a traverser, a human being in two lives, and his learning ability is extremely strong, which also makes him understand a lot.

Just like now.

When Kant obtained the information on the salt resources, he knew that he would set off a storm in the Lion Duchy, a country of mostly plains and hills.

Because the Duchy of Lion does not produce salt.

Moreover, it borders the Duchy of Lion, and several principalities that belong to the same human territory, none of which have salt mines.

If you want to eat salty salt that satisfies your mouth, you need to import it.

According to the books Kant had read in the castle mage's tower, the merchants had to travel to the distant western mountains, which were not part of the territory of the human kingdoms, but were the domain of dwarves who were skilled in tunneling and metallurgy, and it was through these stocky dwarves of about 1.4 meters that the salt was purchased and then transported back for sale.

These dwarves own a salt mine 300 meters deep underground, which is mined day and night to meet the salt needs of many countries, and are the largest salt exporters on the mainland.

Therefore, in the countries of mankind, the price of salt is very expensive, and it is not a condiment that ordinary people can enjoy every day.

1 pound of fine white salt in exchange for a good and strong horse.

It is enough to prove the high value of this condiment.

Spices of higher value, such as black pepper, were even as valuable as the same weight of gold in years when spices were scarce or when war hampered trade lines, and were a luxury that the high nobility cherished.

Kant knew this very well.

After all, in the 16 years since I came to this world, I have attended many large and small banquets.

But I never enjoyed letting go of my appetite and feasting on food with all kinds of spices added to it.

Although this world has swords and magic, all kinds of wonderful items, and fantasy races, it is still similar in essence to the European Middle Ages on Earth, with a lack of materials, simple and backward, and a helpless feudal era.

"Whew."

Kant took a deep breath.

The throbbing in his heart was forcibly suppressed by him, allowing himself to regain his composure.

The reality is still here.

If he doesn't have enough strength, he won't take the initiative to contact the Lion Principality.

Those are hungry wolves.

It's a monster that can never be satisfied.

If the impression of the barren desert of Narun is shattered, and the lucrative salt mines appear in the eyes of the nobles of the Lion Duchy, perhaps a bunch of robbers who don't know where they come from will make him, the baron of the sentry oasis, disappear from this world.

Kant never looked at the security of this world.

Strength is everything in the world, when a child with gold appears next to a bunch of thugs, waiting for him self-evident.

"You still have to have your own strength."

Kant shook his head slightly, but with a smile on his face.

He had faith.

Because the essence of the Kingdom of Svadia is in the system he was born with.

This is Kant's golden finger!

"Keep busy."

Kant instructed the waiting Swadian peasant.

"Yes, my lord." The farmer nodded respectfully.

However, as soon as the peasant wanted to turn around and leave, he seemed to have thought of something, and asked Kant with the old clay pot in his hand: "My lord, what should be done with the coarse salt in this clay pot?" ”

These salts are unfiltered, raw coarse salts, which contain not only sediment, but also various harmful substances.

After all, these are coarse salts scraped directly from the saline-alkali ground, and it doesn't matter if they are eaten with the appetite of the jackals, but it is undoubtedly a challenge for the more demanding human stomachs.

"This—" Kant frowned, but his eyes looked at the six desert robbers.

"My lord, we will boil salt and turn this coarse salt into table salt."

And these six desert bandits lived up to his expectations, nodding very definitely: "It's actually very simple. ”

"Good." Kant nodded in satisfaction.

The desert where the Salander Sultanate is located naturally also has saline-alkali land, and those Salander people who beg for a living in the desert have used certain principles for generations to turn these inedible raw coarse salt into edible condiments.

All you need is a stove, two cauldrons, and plenty of charcoal.

Naturally, these are available in the Consulate.

Kant was also curious to see how these desert robbers turned these primitive and harmful coarse salt into edible salt.

"Is charcoal used to filter impurities?"

But Kant also had a concept in his heart, and the basic education in his previous life was not in vain.

A fire rises from the stove.

The water in the cauldron was quickly boiled, and the desert robbers poured all the coarse salt from the old clay pot into it.

As the heat rises, the coarse salt of the white flowers gradually melts into the boiling water.

However, the originally clear spring water in this cauldron also appeared gray impurities at this time, and almost with the naked eye, there were many more fine particles in the boiling water.

That's mud and sand.

"Reduce the fire, let's use a small fire." There are desert robbers who command.

Another companion waited and immediately reduced the fire in the stove.

The boiling salt water gradually subsided, and a fine layer of sediment appeared at the bottom of the pot.

Salts dissolve in water, but solids precipitate.

"It's amazing." Kant nodded, this is a living application of knowledge.

After waiting for a while, the salt water gradually became clear, but the sediment precipitated at the bottom of the pot was already covered, and it seemed that it was unimaginable that the coarse salt that seemed to be white flowers before was so dirty.

"Ready."

The desert bandits in charge of controlling it all speak.

The other companions immediately brought another cauldron over, but it was densely filled with charcoal.

This is the key to filtering out impurities.

The desert robber took out a large wooden spoon and began to pour salt water into the charcoal-filled cauldron with swift and skillful movements, until the iron pot was left with a thin layer of salt water and a layer of filthy sand.

"It's almost done."

He instructed his companion next to him: "Throw out the garbage and clean the iron pot." ”

At the same time, he wiped the sweat from his face, turned his head and smiled at Kant: "Lord Lord, wait for 1 hour of standstill, then change the pot and charcoal and filter it again according to this procedure 4 times, and finally dry the water inside, and we can precipitate the best edible refined salt." ”

"Good." Kant nodded.

Looking at the steaming iron pot, the salt water mixed with the charcoal, these natural filters, will filter out most of the impurities, and after many back and forth, only the last salt brine remains.

And continue to heat the iron pot with fire, and precipitate the salt inside, which is edible salt.

"Your Lord."

The desert bandit assured with certainty: "These will be the finest white salts." ”

"Good, really, really good."

Kant nodded, and the smile on his face was very large, which was indeed something to be happy about.

Of course he understands what white salt is.

Understand the value better.

This fine white salt, as white as snow, was expensive in the Duchy of Lion, and could only be enjoyed by the great nobles and merchants, and the price would never be less than 50 large silver coins per pound.

It was a luxury that only the aristocracy could enjoy.

It is definitely different from the coarse well salt eaten by the wealthy commoners and those small landlords.

Not only expensive, but also a status symbol!

"I can't wait."

Kant had a big smile on his face.

In half a day, the coarse salt of the inedible saline-alkali land can be turned into expensive fine white salt.

As long as Kant masters the natural salt mine of saline-alkali land, then this is the windfall profit of monopoly!

So he couldn't wait.

Although it is not possible to form a caravan openly and openly and dump salt into the Lion Principality in batches, you can secretly use a small amount of fine white salt to sell it on the black market, and I believe that there will definitely be many people who will break their heads.

This fine white salt represents more than just condiments.

It is also the spellcasting props that those magicians in the mage tower need, and the nobles ensure the dignity of their status.

In short, Kant did not worry about sales.

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