Obviously, they are not calm, at least not yet!

Whether it is to pay 100 million taels of silver, or Datang is disgraced, they can't afford it! Therefore, they can only hope for a miracle......

But will a miracle really happen? Can Lin Zifan create another miracle?

If he could, why did he cover the salt bucket so that no one could see it? The other salt makers held their heads high one by one, but Lin Zifan ...... No matter how you look at it, it looks like a feeling of lack of confidence, right?

As for the other salt makers of the Tang Dynasty...... It's completely negligible, right?

It's not that they don't want to give face to their own family, but their own family knows their own affairs, and if their level can make good salt, Datang doesn't need to hold the world's first salt road conference.

On the high platform, many salt makers placed salt barrels in front of them, lined up.

The three salt makers of Datang stood at the very edge, their faces a little unsightly.

With a casual glance, you can find the gap between the finished salt, and they are not so good that they can't tell the good from the bad, but the white eyes of everyone along the way make them a little difficult to let go.

"Wait...... Courage is commendable, go down. ”

The national teacher stepped forward and sighed lightly, and the three salt makers smiled bitterly, carried the salt, and left without looking back.

In the dictionary of the Tang people, there are no such words at all! What they have is nothing but to rise to the occasion! Repeated defeats and battles!

Therefore, no one blames them for humiliating Datang, they can only say that their skills are not as good as others, and there is nothing worth spurning.

But even if the three of them are gone, there are still a lot of salt makers left on the high platform......

The empress looked left and right, frowning slightly, there are so many people, when do you have to see it? You can't taste every bite, right?

"Those who think they have a hope of winning the championship stay, the others, go down!"

Thinking of this, the empress spoke directly.

I don't bother to look at it, how far can I go......

As soon as this remark came out, the faces of most of the salt makers were very unsightly.

After all, they came from thousands of miles to attend the meeting, but the empress didn't even bother to take a look?

But with a glance of his eyes, he saw the calm faces of the other salt masters beside him, the appearance of the old gods, and the snow salt in their salt buckets, but he had to smile bitterly and step down by himself.

There must still be a forced number, otherwise...... Doesn't she know what to do? The empress didn't step down when she was given a chance, and she had to be crushed by other salt makers head-on?

With this departure, there were more than 50 people in an instant, and there were less than 20 people left on the stage.

And among these twenty people, there are still a few people who are entangled, stretching their necks to watch, and after seeing the salt of several salt masters, they sighed faintly and went down.

By the end, there were only eleven people left on the stage.

Wei Qige, Lei Meili and other salt masters are all there, and in addition, there is still one Lin Zifan left!

"Huh, I'm not mistaken, right? That's Lin Zifan?

"It's him, just now he mysteriously covered the salt bucket with a piece of cloth and didn't let him see it, and now he thinks he can win the championship?"

"It's really not a bit forced, just Datang's salt-making technology...... I'm sorry, but as far as Datang's technology is concerned, it is also worthy of being called salt making technology.

"I don't dare to do this in my dreams!Master Wei, Master Lei, they are all here, where does this self-confidence come from......

"Maybe it's grandstanding?"

"If you say that, it's really possible, after all, it's a quasi-prince, you have to do something to attract the attention of the Tang Emperor, isn't it?"

People from all over the world laughed and laughed, especially those salt makers who stepped down on their own.

Even they are ashamed of themselves, Lin Zifan, a person from the Tang Dynasty?

Forcing numbers is a good thing, but unfortunately, many people just don't!

They laughed sarcastically.

"Damn, these guys ......"

Seeing this, the three salt makers of Datang were furious, and they were about to step forward to 'forcibly reason', but they were suddenly stopped by Xiong Chumo.

"Don't be angry, let's just watch. ”

"But they laughed at Lord Lin......"

"Just make them laugh. Xiong Chu shook his head with a smile: "The real winners are the ones who have the last laugh, but unfortunately, they are destined not to have the last laugh." ”

"Huh? What do you mean......"

......

On the high platform, eleven people lined up, and the empress and others also stepped forward one after another and began to taste salt.

The quality of salt can be judged from three aspects.

The first nature is the color, the color is good or bad, at a glance!

The second is the degree of delicacy, which can be seen at a glance when you hold it in your hand.

Thirdly, it is the taste and texture!

After all, it is table salt, there is no good taste and texture, no matter how beautiful it is, it is useless, white and fine, lime powder is white and white, but unfortunately it cannot be eaten......

Looking at the past one by one and tasting the past, whether it is the empress or the civil and military officials, the expressions have become more and more dignified!

The salt, almost every single one, was whiter than they had ever seen before, and tasted better than they had ever tasted!

In particular, the salt of several famous salt masters is even more superb, which makes them have to marvel in their hearts!

Even the empress's heart was a little shaken.

"These salts, any kind, are better than the salts that have appeared on the market in Datang before, Lin Zifan ......"

The empress's heart sank, but she still never gave up hope, but the civil and military officials smiled bitterly, and almost most of the people's faces were full of loss and despair.

100 million taels of silver? Can't get it out! In this way, isn't Datang's face lost?

"The surname Huo, how much silver do you have in your house?" the national teacher whispered.

"Let's get together, maybe I can make up a million taels, what about you?"

"Pretty much ......"

"Two, I can make up hundreds of thousands here, but ......" Cao Cheng interjected, and then the three of them looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

In this way, even if the civil and military officials take out all their belongings, plus the treasury or something, they may not be able to make up 100 million taels of silver!

"Your Majesty, she ......."

They suddenly found that the empress was already standing in front of Lin Zifan, although her face was still indifferent, but there was anticipation in her eyes.

"You...... Won't disappoint me, will you?"

"Naturally!" Lin Zifan smiled brightly, his back to the rising sun, and he looked as if he was surrounded by divine light.

"Not in the past, not now, in the future...... Nor will it!"

"I ...... Believe in you!"

The empress nodded her forehead, although her words were light, her affection was as heavy as Mount Tai!

Even if everyone in the world doesn't believe you, I ...... Believe you!

"With all due respect, I'm afraid that this time, Lord Lin will break his promise. ”

At this time, Wei Qige smiled: "The person who won the championship may not be the old man, but it will definitely not be you." ”

"Really?"

Lin Zifan didn't speak, but the empress smiled.

She...... I really believe that Lin Zifan will not let himself down!

Wow!

Lin Zifan suddenly lifted the white cloth on the barrel and smiled brightly: "Minister-Lin Zifan's salt, please Your Majesty...... Appreciation!"