They had never been as pale as Wei Qige, after all, it wasn't them who gambled against Lin Zifan......

But the expressions of the empress and the hundred officials of the Tang Dynasty also made them very curious, Lin Zifan's salt ...... How good is it?

Although some people are very good at acting, this definitely does not include people from the Tang Dynasty!

Perhaps, there are one or two of them who can act in a fake way, but so many people are so realistic at the same time? These expressions can't be faked!

And before, the empress and the civil and military officials had also tasted their salt, obviously, unless Lin Zifan's salt was much better than what they made!

So, how good is Lin Zifan's salt? Although they knew that they had lost, they did not feel too much sadness, but became more curious.

After all, winning or losing is a common thing, and dozens of people participate in the world's first salt making conference, and there are several in each country on average......

It's a big deal to waste some time and money, what's the big deal?

So, how good is the salt that can burst the salt they make? They were curious.

"No...... Impossible, impossible......"

Unlike them, Wei Qige couldn't accept this result at all. Indeed, the other salt masters wasted some time and silver at best, and did not win the first place, but if he lost...... The head is not guaranteed!

"No, I don't believe it, you're not salt, it's not salt at all, you're lying to me, you're all lying to me!"

Wei Qige looked crazy, his long gray hair was messy, and he laughed and said: "Hahaha, liar, you are all liars, I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"

He laughed, he roared, and then rushed to Lin Zifan's side, grabbed a handful of refined salt, and poured it into his mouth suddenly......

"Hahaha, your salt...... Your salt ......"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ......"

His smile froze, and a large salty taste of refined salt exploded in his mouth, and he was almost baked to death...... But after all, he survived, but the corners of his eyes involuntarily left dim tears.

"How so, how can it be...... So?"

"Impossible, impossible, you are clearly a person from the Tang Dynasty, how can you make this kind of salt that should only be in the sky, I don't believe it!"

Wei Qige roared angrily, with strong unwillingness and remorse......

He lost, a complete defeat!

With a handful of salt in his mouth, he instantly knew how big the gap between himself and Lin Zifan was......! When he saw the salt made by Lin Zifan for the first time, he knew that he was likely to lose!

It's just that he doesn't want to admit it, but now ...... You can't admit it!

Is it possible for Lin Zifan to cheat...... However, in the dozens of nearby countries, who has ever seen this kind of good salt? Even if they have heard of it, they have never heard of it!

Wei Qige sat on the ground, as if all the strength in his body was gone, and he couldn't stop laughing.

But at this moment, no one looked at him more, the empress's eyes were burning, she looked at Lin Zifan, and then looked at the other salt makers and said, "You should also taste it, lest anyone think that I am a bully." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare ......"

The salt makers waved their hands again and again, who would dare to question you in this Nima?

"The grass people...... And they were bold. However, Lei Meili stepped forward, her face was unwavering, with anticipation and curiosity, and slowly dipped her fingers in a few amazing ......

Anyone can see that there is no doubt on her face, some are just curious, or it can be said that it is ...... Expect!

It's like a devout believer who has finally seen his own faith......

Lei Meimei has been making salt for decades, and at this moment, when she finally saw this kind of good salt, she naturally couldn't help but want to taste and appreciate it......

"It's really a good salt ......"

She sighed lightly, and did not taste it immediately, but put her fingers in the sun.

Under the sun, these snow-white salt grains are crystal clear, and there is no cloudiness at all......

"All of them are crystal clear, and I can't see the slightest bit of turbidity, but this is just this, I have to sigh to myself!"

She sighed, her face wistful, as if on a pilgrimage, tasting the grains of salt......

"The taste is pure, the taste is pure, there is no bitterness, it is really ...... Peerless good salt, the first in the world, worthy of the name, the world's first salt road conference, worthy of the name!"

"Ray Beauty...... Convincing!"

"Master Lin, I hope that in the future, I will have the opportunity to ask you again for the method of making salt. ”

Master Lei Meilei sighed, convinced, bowed to the empress and others, and then bowed deeply to Lin Zifan, turned around and left......

"I'll wait...... Shall you try it too?"

Several other salt makers, seeing that Lei Meimei had tasted them, coupled with their own curiosity, they still couldn't hold back and went up to taste them.

Then, there was a long sigh, and everyone's gaze at Lin Zifan was like a pilgrimage, extremely hot.

Immediately afterwards, there were dejected faces, smiling bitterly and bowing deeply to Lin Zifan, and leaving quickly......

Lin Zifan is not very old, but his achievements in salt making still far surpass them, so they are not convinced......

At this moment, many salt makers even began to doubt their lives.

After all, compared to Lin Zifan's salt, the salt they made was ...... What the hell is it?

A moment ago, I was still complacent about the salt, compared with Lin Zifan's salt, is it a request?

One in the sky, the other on the earth, worlds apart!

Seeing this, the empress and the civil and military officials all smiled, and when they looked at Lin Zifan, their eyes couldn't help but show a look of amazement, who would have thought that Lin Zifan would really know how to make salt, and his skills were so outstanding?

In this regard, Lin Zifan didn't have too many surprises, after all, ...... This method of making salt was not invented by him.

To have the result at this moment is just that he is standing on the 'shoulders' of the ancient Chinese people, and it is really not worth being too proud......

But happiness is inevitable, winning the first place means that your plan has been successful, and this game of chess has been played as much as 80%!

The remaining 20 percent is like a net after fishing, ready to be ......

But for now, it's better to put this matter to a close.

"Ahem, I'll taste this salt again......"

"Zhang Ru, you are enough! Eat a few less and keep them for General Ben!"

"Are you starving ghosts reincarnated? Salt is rushing to eat? What, bring me some ...... too."

The civil and military officials quarreled again, not because the salt was so delicious, but because compared with the bitter coarse salt before, this salt ...... It's so much better.

(End of chapter)