Wang Ben cried.
He held a handful of salt in his hand and stuck out his tongue to lick it.
Even though she was so choked that she couldn't speak, she still refused to let go.
This was salt that was even finer than Great Qin's refined salt!
Even Qin Shihuang couldn't enjoy it!
Many commoners only had coarse salt the size of a fist!
There was not even coarse salt.
Even though they had unified the world, the lives of the people were still miserable.
The death of Great Qin II was actually related to this.
Who would be happy to put their head in their pockets and rebel if they could eat and wear warm clothes?
Salt!
It was an essential seasoning for the human body!
No vinegar, no oil.
But it couldn't be done without salt!
Without salt, one would have no strength and would get all kinds of diseases.
" Are you f * cking crazy?!"
Chu Jun put down his sword and dragged Wang Ben to the side.
Was this guy crazy?
Dumb by his punch?
This was sea salt!
Although he had refined it, he could not eat it raw!
Wang Ben didn't care about that, and he went crazy.
"How did you extract this salt?”
There were all kinds of impurities in sea salt, and only the commoners at the lowest level would eat it.
They didn't have a choice. They were content with a little salt.
Some people couldn't afford it!
Sea salt was too difficult to make!
He looked at the three pairs of bloodshot eyes.
Chu Jun scratched his head.
These three people definitely lost their memories!
Isn't it just salt?
What was there to be surprised about?
One pack outside cost one yuan and could last for a month.
"You won't understand even if I tell you…"
Chu Jun felt helpless.
The principle was actually very simple.
It was the salt that was formed after repeated filtering with seawater.
He was too lazy to explain.
Because this was a very rough filter, there were still some impurities in it.
He couldn't eat too much.
What's the use of saying it?
Make a fortune by making salt?
Dream on!
He probably wouldn't even be able to pass the security certification.
However, Great Qin's three leaders did not think so.
In Meng Yi's eyes, Chu Jun was hiding something!
This kind of secret recipe was definitely passed down from generation to generation!
With this secret manual, one could definitely become one of the top people in Great Qin!
Even though Great Qin valued agriculture and suppressed commerce, things like salt and iron were not monopolized by the country like in the future.
As long as they paid taxes on time, the government would not be too harsh.
Meng Yi glanced at Qin Shi Huang. The latter naturally knew this.
"Brat."
"If you're willing to offer this secret manual of salt production, as well as potatoes, rice, washi. When we get out, I can make you a marquis and rank you among the nine ministers!”
Qin Shi Huang did this because he wanted to recruit Chu Jun.
If he could use such an extraordinary person, it would be enough to ensure that the Great Qin Empire would be immortal!
He could feel that Chu Jun still had many secrets!
The key was…what they thought was a miraculous method, but this young man didn't seem to care at all.
He didn't even look at the several hundred catties of fine salt.
How wealthy was that?
"Haha…"
Chu Jun smiled.
Old Zhao was acting up again.
Did he really think he was Qin Shihuang?
A marquis and a minister?
You idiot!
"What are you laughing at?"
"You don't even want the title of Marquis?"
Wang Ben panicked.
He had fought for his entire life and made countless military achievements before he was replaced by Marquis Tongwu.
What did Chu Jun want?
Want to be conferred the title of king?
But thinking about it…with Chu Jun's current methods, it wasn't too much to be conferred the title of emperor.
Qin Shihuang frowned.
This kid's smile…Why was it so lacking?
"Old Zhao, wake up. When we get out, I'll think of a way to find you a better doctor. This is an illness that needs to be treated!"
Qin Shihuang was confused.
However, he knew that this was definitely not a good thing!
After Meng Yi rinsed his mouth, he felt refreshed.
Especially the mint leaves, which gave off a refreshing feeling.
"Young man, what is this?"
"Peppermint, you haven't seen it before?"
"I haven't seen him before…"
He looked at Chu Jun's incredulous expression.
Meng Yi suddenly felt a strong sense of inferiority. He felt like a country bumpkin…
Not to mention him, even His Majesty had never seen it before!
"Oh, right. What poem did you recite last night?”
"Silent Night Thoughts and Shuidiao Letou."
Chu Jun looked at Meng Yi helplessly." Old Meng, it's not that I want to criticize you. You're acting as a civil servant, can't you be more professional? You don't even know about Silent Night Thoughts and Shuidiao Gateou?”
Meng Yi cried.
Other than the Book of Songs, he had never heard of any poems written by Chu Jun himself…
"Come, I'll teach you."
"Remember it."
"The moon shines in front of the bed, and there are two pairs of shoes on the ground…No, it's probably frost on the ground.“
"I raise my head to look at the bright moon, and lower my head to think of my hometown.”
Meng Yi quickly took notes.
Chu Jun walked over and glanced at it.
He revealed a surprised expression.
"Damn, Old Meng, you're really hiding something. Is this written in Xiaozhuan?"
"Awesome!"
Was this…humiliation?
This was equivalent to Chu Jun running in front of a calligraphy master.
Wow, brother, you actually wrote Chinese characters. How awesome!
Meng Yi was an Imperial Censor!
Was it strange to know how to write small seal characters?
It felt like the number of flower evaluation votes had not increased at all…Was it not written well…
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