Warlords: Rise From the Land of Doom

"Well, why can't Baron Quint buy white salt?" Black Rock Territory is the second neighbor who travels a day and a night from Storm Territory. Narant doesn't know what happened in Quint Territory, so he is far away from the serfs. Some curious, even three times the tax, it doesn't cost too much salt to salt the fish.

"My lord, I can't buy it anymore, Baron Quint..." Kemppi Cow Dung carefully said what happened yesterday.

"Refused to sell white salt to Storm Collar? Even the tax on sales has been doubled?" After hearing this, Narant, who was still in the presence of an old god, suddenly became angry. This was too deceiving.

"This bastard! Sooner or later I will let him know why the flowers are so red!" Normally, a good relationship is established between noble neighbors.

After all, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. In case of any danger, nobles can also reach an offensive and defensive alliance. Now that Storm has a lord, Quint even wants to shave wool on them, which simply doesn't take him as a lord seriously.

"Sir, calm down!" At this moment, Thomas brought a cup of tea made with tulip powder. "My lord, I heard the nobles talk about it at the Tulip Castle ball before, saying that this Baron Quint is notoriously mean and mean! He is not only mean to the serfs, but also to the nobles!"

"Last time, Baron Delin from Tulip Collar went to it to buy white salt, but after he bought it, he found that there was a lot of sand mixed in it!"

As a servant of Tulip Castle, Thomas had also heard interesting stories from many nobles, and he told Narant about it immediately.

"Huh? He is so bitter and mean, and there are nobles who go to him to buy white salt?" The transactions between nobles are still fraudulent, and after that reputation spreads, I am afraid that no nobles will trade with him.

"My lord, there is no way to do this. Baron Quint has three elves that have opened a salt mine, so the nobles who don't have salt mines can only go to him to buy white salt. After all, salt mine elves are relatively rare. !"

"My lord, according to rumors, Baron Quint is the illegitimate son of Earl Black Iron. Although the canonized territory is relatively remote, the three salt mine elves were given to him by Earl Black Iron, so this Baron Quint is actually more than ordinary viscounts. To be rich."

"The Count's illegitimate son? Salt mine elf!" Suddenly, Narant reflected that there seemed to be no naturally formed mineral deposits under the world, and both iron ore and gold mine were bred from yellow elf.

"Then have you ever heard of someone using seawater to make salt?" Narant suddenly asked a few people.

The few people who heard the words looked at each other, Thomas was stunned for a while, and then replied: "Sir, white salt is also a mineral deposit, and it is also transformed from the yellow elf! Although the sea is also salty, it seems that he can't be turned into salt!"

Thomas reminded as quietly as possible, so as not to undermine the majesty of his own adults.

This time, it was Narant's turn to look weird. In his previous life, sea salt accounted for the largest proportion of the salt people ate.

But this world also has an endless sea, and people only rely on the elves of the salt mine to take well salt for food.

"Thomas, what is the market price of white salt per pound?"

"Sir, white salt is very precious. It's not sold by kilograms, but by small packets, each equivalent to 100 grams! And this bag requires ten coppers, unless you go directly to Baron Quint. If you buy from a territory that has salt mines like that, it is usually a pack of five copper plates, but that price is only for the caravan sent by the nobles, and the commoners can’t buy it at a low price.” Thomas replied immediately.

"Ten pennies and one hundred grams, so expensive?" Narant felt incredible when he heard the words.

The next moment, Narant slapped the armrest of the chair and stood up, "Thomas, go and bring a big pot to the carriage, the bigger the better, and another tablecloth and a few wooden basins!"

Although the minerals in this world are all transformed from elves, Narant felt that since the seawater is salty, it should also contain salt.

Therefore, he wanted to give it a try. If it was true that salt could be raised from the sea as in the previous life, then he would let that Quint cry and sing conquest.

"Yes, my lord!" Although he didn't know what his lord wanted to do, Thomas still obeyed.

Soon, two carriages were driving from the baron's castle to the village of doom.

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"Kenby Cow Dung, find some sturdy serfs!" At the entrance of Doom Village, Narant commanded to Kenby.

Soon, Kemby brought several serfs to the seaside.

There are two ways to make sea salt in the past, the first is to use firewood to burn seawater to obtain sea salt.

The second is to use the salt field to make sea salt.

As for the second type of drying sea salt, Narant obviously has no way to do it now. After all, the beach is all occupied by murlocs, so he can only choose to use firewood to burn it.

Fortunately, this world lacks everything, that is, there is no shortage of green mountains and rivers, and large tracts of forests have not been reclaimed.

Instructing a few serfs to set up a simple stove, pick up firewood, and scoop up seawater, Narant's salt-burning in this other world officially began.

"Sir, are you going to cook something? Do you want to go back to the village to get two pieces of fish!" Kenby Cow Dung shrank his head and looked at the empty cauldron with only sea water, and was courteous.

Snapped!

Quick gave Kenby Cow Dung a head-scratcher with his backhand. His lord was doing a big job, and the cow dung with no ambitions only knew how to eat it.

Although he Quick didn't know what the big thing the adults were doing, it was definitely not for eating.

Kenby Cow Dung became honest after being beaten by a head, and kept watching the seawater in the cauldron burn less and less.

"Well, you guys, take this cloth, filter the water in the iron pot and pour it into the wooden basin!" Seeing that a quarter of the seawater was burned, Narant commanded a few people.

Soon, several people quickly began to filter the sea water with tablecloths.

Although the tablecloth is not silk, it is also a delicate linen that can only be used by nobles, so the filtering effect is still good, and soon the dark brown turbidity is filtered out.

"Well, go up and continue to burn!"

The filtered seawater continues to be put on the pot, and this time the burning time is longer.

When the sea water was burned like thick gruel, red and white crystals had appeared around the iron pot.

"Okay! Drain all the water in the pot this time!" At this time, the water in the pot is commonly known as brine, which can be used to make tofu, but Narant doesn't need it at the moment.

When the brine was dumped, Kenby Cow Dung and the guards looked curiously at the red and white crystals sticking to the pot.

"Sir, what is this thing? Why does the originally crystal clear sea have these things after boiling!" Quick felt very magical.

"This is salt!" Narant smiled, his mouth closed.

No wonder he was so happy. When the bottom of the pot began to crystallize, Narant knew that the seawater in this world could also produce salt.

"What? This is salt?" Everyone looked weird. Although they didn't usually eat snowflake salt like aristocrats, the color wasn't so outrageous, it was almost catching up with red.

"If you don't believe me, try it!"

"Ah! Bah!" Quick, Kenby and the others really raised their hands and put a little sea salt in their mouths.

But the next moment, he started to spit.

"Sir, it's really salty, but it's too bitter!" Quick and the others said with bitter faces and disgust.

"Bitterness is right, because this is just coarse salt and needs to be refined!" Narant smiled and looked at everyone.