"Wait a minute, we still need to process it again. The coarse salt is too bitter right now." Cat Duoduo pretended to filter it, but was stopped.
"What are you doing? So much salt, just thrown on the ground like that, it's such a waste." Senjie was heartbroken, and so were the others, all wishing they could pick it up from the ground.
CatDodo was both amused and exasperated, and said, "We cooked a lot of pots, don't worry."
The others hesitated; it had been far too long since they had witnessed such a miracle. This was crucial to the very existence of their White Tiger City.
Having no other choice, Maoduo simply made an agreement with the people, took half a pot of coarse salt from a large stone pot, and said directly, "How about this, I'll show you. You can judge which one is better."
She was at a loss; simply echoing everyone else's words and putting herself in their shoes was too difficult. Now, she could only prove it with examples.
After she finished speaking, she began the screening process, taking each step with utmost care. The other orcs watched intently, their hearts pounding with fear.
CatDodo was quite efficient; without much delay, she had already filtered the half-pot of coarse salt into fine salt. Of course, the salt content was estimated to be only about two-thirds.
In appearance, it is also much whiter and more delicate than snow. It is nothing like the coarse salt that many orcs are used to seeing.
"You guys should try it. The taste will be different too." Maoduo took out a little and asked everyone to try it one by one.
Many orcs approached with some hesitation. However, they were surprised to find the fine salt had a delicate, even—
"Hey, it doesn't taste bitter."
"Yes, yes, it tastes even better now."
"I always feel like I can eat a lot with such good salt."
...
Many orcs showed expressions of excitement.
CatDodo couldn't help but laugh, just as he saw that Galserpent Rong was looking at him.
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