Tang: Saving Li Er at the beginning of the game, recognized by Empress Zhangsun
86 It’s Snowflakes! The three of them were terrified!

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Li Er's pupils constricted.

The white thing was very dazzling under the sunlight.

"Let's go!"

"Go over!"

Li Er lifted his robe and ran forward.

Zhangsun Wuji and Li Junxian followed.

"Old man, what are you doing?!”

Li Er panted heavily and asked.

Was this salt?

It didn't look like it!

It would be more vivid to say that it was a snowflake.

Li Er had never seen such white and fine salt. Even the refined salt in the palace could not compare to this. Sometimes, when Li Er ate, his teeth could be stuck by the salt particles.

"Oh, it's you."

This old man was the farmer who had lent the Quyuan Plow to Li Er, Fang Xuanling, and Du Ruhui that day.

" We just came out of Langjun's courtyard and happened to see you guys…" Li Er asked in confusion,""What is this snow-white thing? Old man, it can't be salt, right?"

Li Er teased.

"Crash…"

As he spoke, the old man emptied all the bags of salt in his hands.

He even shook it hard.

Then, Li Er saw that the salt hovered in the sewer for a while before it was washed away towards the other branches of the sewer.

Zhangsun Wuji stared and slowly shook his head."It shouldn't be salt. May I ask what this is?”

"Haha, no, you're wrong. This is salt.”The old man said while gritting his teeth.

"Ah?"

Li Er was dumbfounded.

"Impossible!"

"When did salt become so fine?”

Zhangsun Wuji couldn't believe it.”

His eyes widened. Just now, seven or eight large cloth bags had all been poured into the sewer.

If it was salt, how much would it cost?

Even if Riches Manor had money, they couldn't waste it like this.

"Nonsense, what do you mean by waste?"

The old man glared at Zhangsun Wuwu." We're following the Manor Lord's orders. We have to do this once a month. The Manor Lord said that this can clean the sewers and prevent all kinds of insects from causing harm. It can also eliminate a lot of odors.”

"Hehe, the manor lord is very particular about hygiene.”

"It is said that one of the main causes of illness is unhygiene.”

the old man explained.

" This…This…" Zhangsun Wuji was speechless.

He could not refute.

Most of the villages in the Great Tang were filled with feces and dirty water.

All kinds of strange and pungent smells were very strong.

Even in some poor squares in Chang 'an, it was a mess and smelly.

In truth, filth was the norm in the Great Tang.

This made it even more valuable.

This manor did not have any strange smell. As they walked on the road, there was a faint fragrance of osmanthus.

Fresh!

Neat!

The road was straight and orderly.

There was no other manor like this in the Great Tang.

However, it was obvious that Li Er did not care about this now. He strode forward and took the cloth bag from the old man's hand. He shook it and found that there was still a little snow salt that had not been sprinkled clean.

She gathered them together and wiped them in her mouth.

"Good salt!"

Suddenly, Li Er's eyes lit up.

The taste of the salt was really…

Right!

There was no bitterness at all, and it melted in his mouth.

No wonder, no wonder the food in Xiao Langjun's house was so delicious. Moreover, after so many meals, he had never eaten any salt particles.

Zhangsun Wuji's heart trembled and he hurriedly took a sip.

Her body suddenly shivered.

This was really…salt!

"Sir, sir, do you still have this salt? Can you sell me some?" Li Er hurriedly said.

"Aiyo, this won't do! The salt in my house is only enough for my family." The old man shook his head repeatedly." You can go and get some for Young Master. Our salt and the salt in the manor are all distributed by Young Master." We are strictly prohibited from leaking it, and everyone only has their own dosage.”

"We still have to go over there to clean the sewers.”

The old man led the group of people away.

Li Er licked his lips.

He didn't know if it was because he had just eaten salt or something else, but his throat was a little dry.

Salt!

This was salt!

It could be considered the foundation of the world along with food!

If the commoners did not eat salt, their bodies would be sore and weak, and their spirits would be listless.

This was an essential thing in life!

However, due to various reasons, the price of refined salt had always been high, and ordinary people could only use vinegar cloth to make a living.

Only a few people could afford to eat real salt.

However, he did not expect that the rich village would use such precious salt to clean the sewers.

Moreover, their salt, their salt, was so…so…good!

Li Er really couldn't find any words to describe it.

So white!

So thin!

It was as if it was something passed down from the Heavenly Palace.

Hiss…

Li Er took a deep breath.

Shocking!

Shocked!

It was unbelievable!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it if someone told him that salt was as thin and soft as snowflakes and melted in his mouth.

But now!

"Gulp…"

"Your Majesty, should we go and ask Little Langjun again?”

Beside him, Zhangsun Wuji recovered from his shock and said in a deep voice.

Li Erchao looked back.

They were already at the entrance of the village.

"Forget it."

"Anyway, there are still many opportunities.”

"It's getting late. Let's go back first.”

Li Er climbed into the carriage.

His heart was in turmoil, unable to calm down for a long time.

"Tomorrow? No, tomorrow seems too deliberate.”

"The day after tomorrow. We'll call Xuanling and Keming to come and take a look and ask.”

Li Er made up his mind!

He had to find out what was going on with this snow salt.

It concerns the country.

It was related to the people's livelihood!

"Understood!"

Zhangsun Wuji received the edict.

"Gunpowder, salt!"

Li Er closed his eyes.

"My son, where are you taking the Great Tang?”

······

However, Li Er's plan was not bad, but a sudden piece of news disrupted his plans.

On the second day after returning to Chang 'an.

Late at night.

Zhangsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, and Du Ruhui rushed to the Dew Palace together.

The three of them were anxious.

His expression was flustered!

Staggering!

Li Er had already prepared to look for Li Feng tomorrow. He was brewing his lines in the Dew Hall, thinking about how to lead the topic to the snow salt tomorrow.

He remained calm and collected.

Silently.

" Your Majesty, Your Majesty…"

"Something happened!"

" Something happened!!!"

Suddenly, Zhangsun Wuji's voice rang out.

" Your Majesty, Your Majesty…"

"Not good, not good!"

Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui's voices followed closely behind.

"What happened?" Li Er looked at the three of them speechlessly.

It was already so late, yet he was still in the palace.

" Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

"The salt sold by the five surnames and the seven Wangs is... waste salt!!!!”

Zhangsun Wuji roared as soon as he entered the hall.

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