"The salt made by the minister-Lin Zifan, please ...... Your Majesty Appreciation!"

Wow!

The white cloth on the barrel was lifted, and on the high platform, almost everyone craned their necks to watch, but at first glance, there were many people who had not seen anything, and they couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Because Lin Zifan uses the ancient method of salt, and has removed many impurities and has gone through many processes, the total amount of refined salt left is still nearly half less than before!

Therefore, if it is far away, at first glance, it will be thought that it is an empty barrel. Compared to other salt masters, there is a big difference in at least three-quarters of the table salt left.

couldn't help it, they could only get closer to see, and this glance made all the officials of the Tang Dynasty frown, feeling very bad......

"It's not good, the salt left by other salt makers is at least seventy or eighty percent, but Lord Lin is here, I'm afraid it's only about fifty percent?"

"I can't say that, at least in terms of color, Lord Lin's salt is whiter?"

"The light color is beautiful, it's useless, right? This amount is too little......

"Lord Mo Feilin this time...... Is it really going to be missed?...... Sure enough, it is impossible for anyone to be able to do everything, let alone dominate in various industries......"

"Our expectations seem to be too high......"

The ministers frowned and whispered, most of them felt that it was not good, but the empress looked amazing, this salt ...... It's too white!

"Oh my God!"

"How is that possible?

"He's not going to pour all the other salt, is he? How can there be only so little left, almost thirty percent less than us?"

"Impossible, if it is poured out, how can the color be as white as snow?"

Compared with the hundred officials of the Tang Dynasty, the ten salt makers who stretched their necks to watch and watched changed their complexions in an instant, and one of them felt like they had seen a ghost, and they felt unbelievable!

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the liveliness, and the insider looks at the doorway!

The quality of salt cannot be distinguished by color alone, but the color of Nima is also a very important criterion!

In addition, for the salt maker, the same barrel of coarse salt, after refining, how much salt is left is also a very obvious consideration of strength!

The less salt you have left, the more impurities you have removed, and the purer the salt you have left!

The difference between the salt produced by their top ten salt makers is not very big, although there are some differences in the amount, but it is not completely irreparable, it can be said that victory and defeat are between so many cents!

Among them, the most prominent are Wei Qige and Lei Meimei, two recognized salt masters, whose salt, both in terms of color and remaining weight, is better than the other eight.

But!

If you don't know the goods, you're afraid of shopping around!

The appearance of the salt made by the two masters can beat the other eight, but compared with the salt made by Lin Zifan, at least from the perspective of appearance, it is enough to press Wei Qige and Lei Meili to the ground!

"Oh my God, this ...... How is this possible?" Lei Meimei's face was full of surprise, she was a beautiful woman who looked to be in her forties, of course, her actual age would be older, but it would not be too different.

At this moment, she was dumbfounded, feeling that her outlook on life and worldview had been subverted!

"How could anyone have refined salt to such an extent......? It doesn't make sense!"

As a master salt maker, she naturally knows very well how difficult it is to refine salt to this extent and remove so many impurities!

To put it simply, with her current technology, it is extremely difficult to go further, but the salt made by Lin Zifan is enough to beat her salt!

Putting aside the taste for the time being, in terms of appearance and impurity removal, it is completely hanging up and pounding, and even rubbing on the ground!

The gap is too big, it's like the existence of two worlds at all!

It's not that Lei Meili didn't think that someone's salt would be better than herself, but she never thought that it would be so much better!

"This color...... Hey, it's as white as snow, how the hell did you do that?"

"It's too little, if you don't pour it out on your own...... How on earth did he remove the impurities so clean......ly? Incredible!"

"If the taste is pure and nothing else has been added......

The other salt makers glanced at each other, and they all saw the shock in each other's eyes, and they were all full of shock, not knowing what to say.

They are very confident in their salt, and even if they can't win the championship, at least they are in the top ten, right?

After all, the color is very white, the taste is also very good, and there are fewer impurities......

But when Nima looks at Lin Zifan's salt now, they know what is really white, it is simply that Nima is as white as snow, and they can't see any variegated color at all!

Compared with Lin Zifan's salt, the 'white' salt they make is clearly yellow, where is the word white?

This comparison is a judgment!

As for the amount of weight, it represents the purity of salt, if Lin Zifan didn't play any tricks in it, it can be said that there is no need to compare at all, all of them have lost!

In the audience, everyone was already a little impatient.

Whether it is the salt makers who sigh that they might as well step down from the high platform, or the people of the Tang Dynasty, or the entourage from various countries, they are all looking forward to it.

"Haven't you already seen the last one? Why haven't you decided yet?"

"Who is the leader, and who will spend the 100 million taels of silver?"

"Hey, I guess it's Master Wei, after all, the shadow of a famous tree, Master Wei has been making salt all his life, and it is by no means something that others can easily surpass. ”

"When you say that, do you look down on our Thunder Country, Lei Mei Lei Master?"

"Don't dare, but Master Wei can come this far as a weak man, it really makes people want to see him and create more brilliance!"

"Man, when you say that, there is still a weak man on the stage, the prospective prince......"

"It's just him, hehe, don't mention it......"

......

On the stage, the empress had a different look in her beautiful eyes, and when she looked at Lin Zifan, she was excited, more grateful, and at the same time, she also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she believes in Lin Zifan, at this moment, the ending is already doomed, and it is time to ...... Tell the world......

The empress's red lips opened slightly, and the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked: "I believe that you salt makers have already made up your mind, right?"

"I declare ......"

"Please slow down, Your Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty!"

At this time, the old boy Wei Qige jumped out, bowed and saluted, and asked the empress to wait.

"This old man is following the local customs, why do you learn to jump out?"

The corners of Lin Zifan's mouth hooked, and he looked at him with a smile, Wei Qige would not admit defeat so easily, at this time, it was certain, after all...... Tsk, this thing swore that if he lost to the salt maker of the Tang Dynasty, he would be beheaded with a sword......