Chapter 16: Salt is out!

Chapter 16: Salt is out!

Along the beach, pools of various sizes were dug out by the serfs.

But this time, old Ford did not stop it, because a thought vaguely emerged in his mind... maybe his master's method of drying salt was really useful.

Of course, the most important reason is that blocking it is useless.

Almost half of the serfs who were originally responsible for boiling salt were transferred here to speed up the excavation of the salt pond.

Fortunately, several salt ponds have been excavated, allowing Bruno to conduct experiments as soon as possible.

After all, practice is the only criterion for testing truth. Although Bruno had learned the steps of making salt from seawater, he only wrote it on the test paper. When it came to really starting to do it, he was still a little scared.

The first salt pond that seawater enters is the evaporation pond. The seawater must be concentrated in the evaporation pond to increase the concentration of the brine. In this step, people often add some prepared salt to make the concentration of the brine reach saturation as soon as possible.

Therefore, when Bruno threw a large pile of salt into the salt pond, the servants and serfs watching all twitched in their hearts. This was too... wasteful...

Old Ford's expression turned a little bad. What if this failed... he would lose a lot of money. After all, cheaper than platinum is not just talk!

When the salt water concentration reached saturation, Bruno had people open the simple gate beside the salt pool, and the saturated salt water flowed out of the gate and poured into the crystallization pool next to it.

Salting seawater is a long process, so the brine that enters the crystallization pool has to wait for several days before it can be condensed into a large number of crystals.

There was no need to rush back to the city, so Bruno stayed in a small coastal village for a while, waiting for the brine to crystallize.

Bruno had read the letter sent by Shabi. He was satisfied with Shabi's efficiency, so he wrote a letter to praise him and asked the chef in the castle to prepare Shabi's favorite black pudding.

Bruno thought to himself that Shabi would surely be grateful when he saw the black pudding.

Bruno had been at the seaside for several days. He was first busy picking seaweed, then taking L'Aubert out to sea to fish, and then he had to supervise the serfs to build salt ponds. Therefore, it was not until now that he had truly free time.

Now that he had some free time, Bruno naturally focused his attention on eating. After all, the delicious food from his previous life was not something that could be easily forgotten.

Add clean water to a clay pot, add freshly picked seaweed and a few eggs, and finally sprinkle some salt. A pot of delicious seaweed egg drop soup is ready.

Some villagers feel that seaweed is not very reliable. After all, it looks messy and dirty when it is just picked. But since the Earl uses it to cook, there must be no problem with it.

Just then, L'Hôpital came over, and Bruno personally scooped a bowl and brought it to him, which touched L'Hôpital so much.

He was just a male servant... The Earl actually personally served him a bowl of seaweed egg drop soup. For a moment, L'Obida suddenly felt a sense of "a man will die for his friend"...

"Master, you eat too..." L'Hôpital said with emotion in a trembling voice, holding back the tears in his eyes.

"No, you eat first." Bruno said with a smile, "After all, it was you who suggested going to the beach to find food. You are the number one contributor..."

When L'Obida heard this, one can imagine how excited he was. He took the bowl and drank it in one gulp without even blowing on it: "Hiss... it's... a little... a little hot..."

Seeing that L'Hôpital had already drunk it, Bruno was not in a hurry to drink it, but patiently served another bowl for L'Hôpital.

"If it tastes good, drink more."

L'Obida was not polite either. He didn't care about the burn and drank it in one gulp.

After all, this fresh seaweed egg drop soup was served to him before his master even drank it. When had he ever received such an honor? He was the person his master trusted the most! One bowl after another, until L'Obida drank most of the soup and was almost unable to walk, Bruno was relieved and served himself a bowl of seaweed egg drop soup.

After all, L'Obida was still alive and kicking after drinking so many bowls of water, which at least proves that the seaweed in this world is still the same seaweed, non-toxic and edible!

It's no wonder Bruno thought too much. There are so many seaweeds on the beach, but the fishermen are still hungry. If no one tries a few bites first, Bruno will still feel a little uneasy.

The dark-colored seaweed paired with the light-colored egg drop soup was not particularly appetizing, but it was delicious enough. Didn't you see the children watching nearby crying out of greed? Bruno took a small bite and found it tasted good, not much different from the seaweed on Earth.

On the other side, the grilled fish is ready.

The grilled fish are all freshly caught and very fresh.

Ever since Bruno taught the fishermen a whole new way of fishing, the fishermen who had been hungry for a long time were like being given an injection of chicken blood. They took turns fishing day and night and had a good harvest.

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There is no need to worry about overfishing, because there are so many fish in this vast ocean that it is difficult to smooth the growth curve of fish with just such a small number of people.

What's more, the technological level in this world is far behind that of Earth. A fist can be inserted into the gaps in the fishing nets. Not only can smaller fish not be caught, but even smarter fish can escape through the holes in the nets.

Although fish is delicious, you will get tired of eating it every day. The days of waiting for the brine to crystallize are indeed a bit boring. After all, even in the hot summer, it takes three or four days to crystallize, and at this time of year, it takes even longer.

Fortunately, the scenery at the seaside is quite nice, and I can practice horse riding when I am bored. After all, I have only just come here and am still a little unfamiliar with it.

Bruno would go to the salt ponds every day to take a look. When the numerous salt ponds had been basically dug by the serfs, the brine in the earliest crystallization pond had basically completed crystallization.

The serfs who had been waiting for a long time opened the valve at Bruno's order, and the brine in the crystallization pool flowed back to the sea along the pre-dug waterway. What remained in the crystallization pool were salt grains mixed with residual brine.

The serfs used wooden boards or abandoned oars to push together the salt grains and broken salt blocks scattered at the bottom of the salt pond. The crystallized salt grains looked like a low hill, shining white under the sunlight.

It's like the wheat grains piled up beside the barn after the autumn harvest, except that the golden grains are replaced by snow-white salt.

Just... that simple? Salt is produced right now? Many of the serfs and civilians watching were still in a state of confusion, thinking back to the past when they had to work hard all day to make just a little bit of salt, but now...

They only need to dig a pond to easily get a large amount of snow-white salt grains. This huge psychological gap left them speechless for a while.

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