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91 Scene Eighty-Eight This Time, The Noble Clan Will Really Be Dead

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Li Feng rubbed his nose as he looked at their crazed expressions.

These brothers, as expected, were just a bunch of noobs. They had seen all kinds of storms and waves. Tsk tsk, the plan that he casually said could make them so crazy.

Li

Feng shook his head.

He lay calmly on the recliner, enjoying the summer breeze.

It was already mid-July.

Time passed quickly.

It seemed that September was already very close.

"Hahaha…Good, good, I'll see how this group of noble families can still jump around, damn it!”

"Langjun, when the noble families fall, we will expand our business and swallow all their businesses!”

Li Er was full of confidence.

"Yes, Little Langjun, we're rich, we're rich.”Zhangsun Wuji also nodded his head frantically.

They gradually calmed down.

The four old men were dancing and singing in the yard just now. Those who didn't know better would think that it was a zombie party.

Li Feng chuckled as he looked at them.

"Are you okay now?

"Don't worry anymore?"

"Look at your faces just now, tsk tsk, sigh…Can't you have some confidence? Damn it, it's disgusting just looking at you.”

"Don't shrink into a turtle whenever you encounter something.”

Li Feng reprimanded.

Li Er, Zhangsun Wuji and the other two nodded repeatedly."Yes, yes, yes. Langjun is right.”

"Young Langjun, can you bring the snow salt over and let the two of them take a look?”

His tone was filled with anticipation.

Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui also agreed, their eyes shining."Yes, yes, yes. Langjun, let us open our eyes too.”

"Damn it, snowflake salt is like snow. Old Du and I have never seen it in our lives.”

"Unimaginable, unimaginable!!!”

Li Feng found it funny and nodded.

He waved his hand.

"Wu Tong, bring the salt jar from the kitchen over.”

Soon, Wu Tong came over with the jar and placed it on the table.

There was an oilcloth covering it.

Moisture-proof.

"Aiya!"

Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui immediately stood up, as if springs had been pressed on their butts.

Although Li Er and Zhangsun Wuji were a little slow, they still hurried over.

Fang Xuanling pulled the rope.

The four of them leaned their heads against each other and looked at the jar in unison.

White!

Fine!

Secret!

If it wasn't salt, who would believe that it was salt?

Even the best refined salt in Chang 'an was as big as a lump. It was green in color and had all kinds of impurities.

Compared to this...

Hiss...

Fang Xuanling reached out and grabbed a handful.

Then, he opened his hands.

The

snowflake salt slipped from his fingers like mercury.

It was smooth.

It was smooth!

And the sound of it falling back into the salt jar was very moving.

If there was no sound, big beads and small beads would fall onto the jade plate!

If it was ordinary refined salt, the sound of it falling would really be called "pitter-patter"!

It was similar to the sound of stones hitting stones.

"Is this…is this snow salt?”

"This is salt, this is salt..."

"Hahaha... This is salt, good, good, this is salt, this is really salt!”

"Five hundred wen for a pound!”

"How can those people from the aristocratic families compare to us? How can you compare with us! Hahaha…

"" We won, we won!" We won!"

Fang Xuanling shouted in a trembling voice.

Shocking!

Fear!

It was an eye-opener!

He stared blankly at the salt jar.

Snowflake salt, such an exquisite fine salt, was like a dimensional reduction blow to him.

When had they ever seen such salt?

No, he hadn't even thought about it.

Fang Xuanling swallowed hard.

He stretched out his finger and dug it out. He put it into his mouth and tasted it slightly. His entire soul was about to ascend to heaven.

"Wonderful, wonderful..."

"Hiss... Ah!”

Fang Xuanling's body trembled slightly. He couldn't imagine how much impact his taste buds had felt.

Du Ruhui also learned from him.

Then, he shivered hard.

His lips were trembling, twitching, trembling…

This was salt!

This was salt!

The four of them kept staring at him, not moving.

Li Feng looked at them with a smile.

It was really interesting.

The four people were really in the state of the "real" for

a long time. Their souls seemed to return to their bodies and then slowly sat down.

"Little Langjun…This method…This method?”

"To be able to extract salt like this, isn't it very difficult?”

Li Er asked.

"Not difficult, not difficult at all." Li Feng smiled and took out a cowhide roll from his sleeve. On it was recorded the method of making salt.

"Here."

"When the time comes, leave it to Li Er."

"Don't forget my conditions.”

Li Feng said softly.

Li Er hurriedly took it and nodded hard,"Don't worry, Langjun. His Majesty will definitely give it to me! Definitely. I, Old Li, swear on my life.”

Li Feng nodded.

Li Er opened it and browsed through it.

His pupils gradually contracted.

"Wonderful!"

"Wonderful!"

"Wonderful!"

"So that's how it works. If we were to talk about it, those so-called poisonous salt, those poisonous salt that we can't use in our eyes, would also be allowed to be used by us.”

"Good, good, good!"

"This is really the method of an immortal. This is really something that only an immortal can think of.”

Li Er sighed.

The trembling at the corner of his eyes revealed the turbulent waves in his heart.

Zhangsun Wuji and the other two craned their necks, wanting to take a look.

Anxious!

Anxious!

However, Li Er put the book in his sleeve: "You guys can watch it later."

The three of them were hungry and thirsty, scratching their ears and cheeks, but they could only wait.

Wutong, Chunya, and Qiuye began to serve the dishes.

It was getting late.

The four of them had just been singing and dancing excitedly and had exhausted a lot of their strength. Rubbing their stomachs, they took out chopsticks and started eating in big mouthfuls.

Wine, pour!

"Langjun, it's almost September, but it doesn't look like it's going to snow.”

Li Er suddenly asked.

Li Feng smiled and gently put down the wine glass in his hand.

"Don't be anxious."

"What's the rush?"

"There's still one and a half months until September. You guys should be prepared. Store more food and things for the winter.”

"Trust me, it can't be wrong."

Li Feng said leisurely.

"Good, good."

"We'll definitely do as you say.”

Li Er agreed.

Although he was still skeptical about this matter, his suspicions were getting lighter and lighter.

Especially since he had obtained the salt-making method from Li Feng.

Such a technique was unpredictable.

It was not an exaggeration to call it an immortal's means.

In this way, the credibility of Li Feng's words would be greatly increased!

Wine is more than three times, food is more than five flavors.

The four of them supported each other and left the manor in satisfaction.

His footsteps were heavy from the beginning, but now, he wished he could float into the sky.

It had only been a day.

In

the carriage.

Li Er tightly hugged the salt making method in his arms.

The robe on his body was open so that his stomach wouldn't feel so tight.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, can we take a look at the salt-making method?”

"Yes, Your Majesty. Let us see the means of the immortals.”

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty…I feel like my heart is being scratched by white claws.”

Zhangsun Wuji and the other two came up from the side, rubbing their hands together and surrounding Li Er.

Li Er lay in the middle.

Those who didn't know what was going to happen next would think…

Li Er sat up.

He glanced at the three of them.

Suddenly, Zhangsun Wuji and the other two felt their scalps go numb.

This gaze…

"Tell me, why is there such a huge difference between the two of us?”

"Fuji, Xuanling, Keming, it would be good if you have a bit of my talent.”

Li Er sighed.

His eyes were filled with disappointment.

This person was simply incomparable.

Zhangsun Wuji, Du Ru, Fang Xuanling: ???????

They heard a voice of disgust.

However, no one could say anything to refute him.

Zhangsun Wuji opened his mouth several times, but in the end, he smiled bitterly and did not say anything.

Your Majesty!

Your standards are too high.

You have to face the truth, Ah Hey. There is only one Langjun. This is a special case.

Li Er took out the salt-making method.

"Take a look."

"This time, I want my clan to die!”

"This is the economy that Langjun mentioned. Culture has been cut off, the noble families have been hurt, and the officials in the court have been hit hard by me. This time, I will give them another hard blow in the economy!”

"I want to see how this group of people can still jump around.”

"Humph!"

"A bunch of fools!"

"You actually used such a despicable method to bully me. You didn't expect that I had a Saint Child behind me, right?”

"I can't beat you, but my son can!”

"Self-righteous fellow!"

"Courting death!"

Li Er said boldly.

Zhangsun Wuji:

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