"There's no other way. The conditions are too simple. I can only make hotpot!”
After calculating for a long time, Su Han helplessly gave up on other ideas.
"What is hotpot?"
Ying Zheng asked curiously,
Anyway, he had been ignorant too many times, and there were no outsiders here, so Ying Zheng simply made a mess of it.
Speaking of which, this kid was right. There were some rules and regulations. Once you took that step, it was actually not that bad.
To be honest, Ying Zheng was also tired and lonely, always putting on the airs of the First Emperor.
"Simply put, it's a very delicious new food!”
"But for this hotpot, uncastrated mutton won't do. Beef is still needed!”
"Your Majesty, is it illegal for me to eat some beef?”
Su Han glanced at Ying Zheng and said.
"It's fine. The cows of Wang Jian's family often die of accidents. Of course you can too!”
Ying Zheng waved his hand indifferently.
This kid looked like he could talk, but he was actually a little muddle-headed.
I am the first emperor, how can I argue with you over a little beef?
However, this also made Ying Zheng feel closer to Su Han again, and less distant from him because of his identity as a prophet.
"Then I can rest assured!"
Su Han chuckled and asked the guards outside the hall to bring him to the kitchen. He carefully selected the thinnest clay pot, set up a large fire, and began to boil the beef bone soup base.
It couldn't be helped. The bronze cauldrons of this era were very different from the recipes of the later generations. Who knew how many excessive heavy metal elements were contained in them? Su Han didn't have the guts to challenge his poison resistance.
Without cheats, in ancient times, it was not easy for transmigrators to survive.
At least in less than a month of farming, Su Han had suffered more than in his previous life's twenty years combined!
"You can add salt now!"
Su Han nodded in satisfaction as he looked at the beef bone soup that was emitting a strong fragrance after boiling. He carefully took out a cloth bag from his long sleeve.
"What is this?"
Looking at the snow-white grains that Su Han poured into the pot, Ying Zheng could not help but ask curiously.
"Salt?"
Su Han smiled and handed the cloth bag to Ying Zheng.
This was one of the few " inventions " that he had personally made after transmigrating, and it gave him a sense of accomplishment.
"This is salt?"
"Men, go and invite Meng Yi over!"
Looking at the grains in his hand, which were as fine as sand, smooth to the touch, and crystal clear, Ying Zheng found it hard to associate them with the salt he had seen before.
"As expected of Mister Su. Even the best salt in Great Qin's market can't compare to this!”
Meng Yi, who had hurried over, also had an incredulous expression on his face. He tasted it several times, and even though he was feeling extremely uncomfortable, he did not stop. Only then did he finally believe that this thing was the salty salt that he could not live without every day.
"Could it be that this is a divine item that Teacher Su brought from the future?”
A bold idea popped up in Ying Zheng's mind.
"If only I could bring something. Even a corn or a potato is better than salt!”
Su Han sighed and said," This is the normal salt sold in Great Qin's market. I've only refined it a little!”
"Refine?"
"Purification?"
"Could it be a method of the immortals of the future?”
Ying Zheng and Meng Yi stared at each other in confusion.
"What kind of immortal method is this? It's just the simplest filter. As long as you spend some time, anyone can learn it!”
Looking at the two people who were curious, Su Han could not help but be a little speechless.
He just wanted to eat beef hotpot. Why was it so difficult?
He had no choice. Looking at the two people who were unwilling to give up, Su Han could only bite the bullet and ask the imperial guards to get a few large ceramic vats and half a vat of salt from the kitchen. He poured in clear water to be saturated and dissolved, and then repeatedly filtered with a white cloth.
Soon, the dirt that was originally yellow and green appeared on the originally clean white cloth. The filtered salt water also became much clearer.
Su Han once again had someone pour the filtered salt water into the clay pot and boil it over high heat. Soon, crystal clear salt crystals appeared, exactly the same as the one in Su Han's cloth bag.
"Is it that simple?"
"The most ordinary, crude and ugly ordinary salt has become this refined salt that is even more translucent than jade?”
"Moreover, it seems that even the weight is not much different?”
Ying Zheng ignored the boiling hot salt that had just been purified, and repeatedly compared the two finished products. He even tasted it with his own mouth in disbelief, and only then did he confirm that a miracle had indeed appeared before his eyes!
As Great Qin's Emperor, he knew how important salt was.
Although he didn't know the exact reason, without salt, no matter how strong a person was, they would become weak and vulnerable.
In the past, the reason why Old Qin rose to prominence after taking over Ba Shu was that besides the granary of Ba Shu, the salt well was also the most important.
In the past, the reason why the Qi Kingdom could become the richest in the Qi Kingdom from a barren land was also because of the large-scale sale of sea salt.
However, whether it was well salt or sea salt, due to their own reasons, production was quite difficult, and transportation was not easy, which greatly reduced profits.
However, Su Han had used a simple trick to turn the cheap coarse salt into refined salt that even the First Emperor had never seen before.
There was no need to calculate; the First Emperor could already tell how much profit this refined salt method would bring Great Qin!
It was no exaggeration to say that it was enough to support the upcoming Battle of the Bai Yue!
Just this alone was enough to make Su Han a Marquis!
This Mister Su was no different from an immortal!
No, according to Mr. Su's introduction, his life in the future was even better than the legendary immortal world!
The First Emperor's heart was in turmoil for a long time, but he quickly made up his mind."
No matter what, he had to make Mister Su stay in Great Qin!
As long as he could make him work for Great Qin, Great Qin's future would definitely exceed his imagination!
Ying Zheng and Meng Yi looked at each other again, the determination in their eyes completely identical.
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