Chapter 25 (1/2)
This soldier, ye Xi, knew that his name was Pu Tai. Tu Shan had only two second-class soldiers, except for the chief.
Did not expect to be found, the four face with some embarrassment unnatural.
The chief coughed slightly, pretending to be calm and said, ”I heard it's almost finished, so let's come and have a look.”
”You'll have to come over and see it clearly.” Ye Xi couldn't understand what they were hiding.
The chief explained, ”you only need the help of the warehouse plate and the contract. I'm afraid we will disturb you.”
Ye Xi suddenly thought that refining salt was a kind of witchcraft. They were afraid to disturb them. They said in a funny way: ”that's because only two people are enough for such a simple thing. No matter how many people there are, I'm afraid of wasting.”
”It's really boring. Since you want to see it, just watch it next to it.”
At this time the fire was almost over. Ye Xi put the stone pot on the shelf and ordered the bin pan to take a wooden stick to stir the brine slowly.
Stone pot is not as easy to heat as iron pot. After a while, the snow-white steam comes out from the water.
Gradually, the brine began to bubble.
”Add firewood, the more fire, the better.” Ye Xi commanded Qi Dao.
One side of the Yong and Luo scramble to add firewood.
”Is hay OK? It's burning well.” Ask bravely.
Ye Xi: ”of course, but hay is not forbidden.”
After a while, he ran over the hill.
Even Yong's face was buried. Ye Xi was surprised. How could there be so much hay?
Yong grinned: ”this boy likes to use hay to pave the floor. I've brought them all.”
Ye Xi:
So it's bringing people's beds for firewood?
Luo's face was full of regret: ”it's a pity that I don't like sleeping on hay.”
The others nodded in agreement, all with a look of regret.
With a lot of hay to burn, the fire is not strong, the big bubbles in the stone pot are rolling fiercely, and the white fog rises like wolf smoke.
Stone pot, yellow brine less and less, gradually showing white crystals.
The chief suddenly stepped forward, excitedly looking at the things in the pot, and lost his voice: ”this is...”
In addition to Ye Xi, the rest of the people, regardless of the fire rolling stone pot, surrounded the hearth.
Pu Tai, who had always been calm, was flushed with excitement and his voice trembled slightly: ”is this white thing salt?”
Luo's eyes were fixed on the white crystal in the stone pot. Suddenly he reached out and twisted his finger.
Ye Xi was shocked. This is a boiling pot. Isn't it hot?
Luo put his finger with a little white crystal in his mouth.
All the people present were staring at him, and their eyes were red and horrible. Ye Xi doubted that if Luo said there was no smell, several people would swallow him alive.
“…… Salty. ” Luo Lengleng Leng said.
”Salty.” Qi unconsciously repeated a sentence.
”Salty!” Cangpan gave a loud cry.
The chief stamped his feet excitedly and roared, ”salty!”
”Ha ha ha ha, salty, salty!” Yong Yangtian laughs wildly, and then suddenly runs to a tree, mercilessly hits on the tree body.
Ye Xi:
He watched them go crazy quietly.
Luo was sucking his index finger like a child until the salty taste was gone.
Ye Xi saw with sharp eyes that his fingers were scalded with a big, bright blister, and Luo seemed to feel no pain at all. He stood by the stove and looked at the stone pot, muttering and saying something to himself.
Until the water in the stone pot evaporated completely, the Yellow brine faded, leaving only snow-white and bright salt.
The madness of several people stopped.
Seeing them staring at the stone pot without speaking, ye Xi kindly reminded him, ”the salt has been completely refined.”
Then, ye Xi could see that the soldiers who had been sweating and bleeding without tears in his heart were slowly and slowly reddening their eyes.
Ye Xi's whole body was stiff and his hair stood up.
A group of 1.9 meters of muscular men in front of him silently tears, too unbearable!