Zhao Tongpan on the side was grinning and secretly sighing in his heart: He is a martial artist after all, he is so brave and fierce!
He swallowed so much poison without thinking, what a brave man he is!
At this moment, Shen Yong, who had been watching the excitement from the side, couldn't help laughing when he saw these three people looking at each other as if they were facing a great enemy and ready to die.
He twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and asked with a half-smile, "How is it? Doesn't it taste good?"
The guard's face wrinkled up, and he pursed his lips and uttered two words.
"So salty!"
Prefect Liu's eyes widened in shock. "How salty?"
He looked at the guard in surprise, then at the white object in the oil-paper bag.
Then he raised his head and glanced at Chen Yong again.
Looking at Chen Yong's teasing expression, his heart skipped a beat.
This shouldn't be poison.
They had already taken the Seven-Day Heartbreak Powder, so there was no need for Chen Yong to make them take the poison again.
With Shen Yong's ability, he could easily kill them.
Chen Yong doesn't kill them now because he is still needed to manage Bailong City.
That white, salty thing-----
Could it be----Salt!!!?
Thinking of this, Governor Liu's pupils trembled suddenly, and he looked at Shen Yong in disbelief.
Meanwhile, Zhao Tongpan, who was standing by, was carefully observing the guard's expression, frowning in confusion.
“Only salty?”
"No other feelings?"
After taking such a big gulp of poison, there must be some physical reaction.
When they took the Seven-Day Heartbreak Powder just now, they felt a numbness and pain in their bodies.
But that little bit of pain was completely suppressed by fear.
The guard frowned, licked his dry lips, and shook his head.
"There's no other feeling, it's just incredibly salty, like the taste of salt."
"Salt!!!?" Zhao Tongpan's eyes widened in shock.
"How can there be such pure white and fine salt?"
He would never believe that something as white as snow could be salt, even if you beat him to death.
Even the salt specially supplied to the palace is not so fine and white.
How could the Shen family come up with something like this?
Prefect Liu looked at the guard and saw that he had no other physical reaction.
He made up his mind, reached out and pinched a little bit of the white object in the oil paper bag and stuffed it into his mouth.
Zhao Tongpan was stunned by the actions of Liu Zhifu.
"What's going on?"
Judge Zhao swallowed and looked hesitantly at the white object in the oil-paper bag.
They both ate, and it would be a bit embarrassing for him not to eat.
Judge Zhao glanced at the twisted face of Governor Liu, picked up a little bit of the white substance with his trembling hands, and licked it with the tip of his tongue.
After taking a sip, Zhao Tongpan's eyes lit up and he turned to look at Prefect Liu.
The two of them looked at each other and said at the same time, "Salty!!!"
Prefect Liu looked at Chen Yong excitedly.
"May I ask King Qianhuang, is this salt?"
Although he only tasted salty, he still couldn't believe that such a white thing could be salt.
"That's right." Shen Yong smiled faintly and looked at Prefect Liu, "This is salt."
When Prefect Liu and the other two heard Shen Yong personally stamp the seal to confirm that this substance was salt, their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in shock.
"How can there be such white salt?"
"Oh my god, even the salt used by the emperor is not this white and fine..."
"Oh my god, someone can actually make salt this white."
“…”
Magistrate Liu and the other two were so shocked that they quickly pinched some more salt and put it in their palms to watch.
Zhao Tongpan went to the edge of the fire, squinting his eyes and carefully looking at the white salt in his hand, sighing in admiration.
"Immortal grade, this salt is definitely of the Immortal grade."
"I'm so happy to see such white, evenly granulated salt in my lifetime. I will die without regrets..."
“.....”
Over there, Prefect Liu tasted a little more carefully, then looked up at Chen Yong with doubt.
"I wonder how much of this fine salt King Qianhuang has?"
Seeing that Chen Yong did not answer his question, Governor Liu licked his lips, turned his eyes and continued,
"If King Qianhuang provided the thorn salt to the imperial court, he would surely receive the highest reward from the court."
"The Emperor will certainly show leniency regarding the Shen family's affairs, and then you will no longer be a criminal."
This time, Magistrate Liu was sincerely persuading them that with such good salt, why would they risk rebellion?
It is also possible to directly let the serfs sing and directly restore the Shen family's title.
With this salt-making technology in hand, future generations can share in the prosperity and wealth.
However, such fine salt is probably not easy to make.
It is impossible to promote it on a large scale, it is good enough if those noble people can enjoy it.
Scarcity makes things valuable.
Thinking of this, Governor Liu's fiery heart suddenly cooled down a little.
If it cannot be promoted on a large scale, it will not be known to the world, and it is hard to say what the emperor’s attitude will be.
It is possible to directly take away the Shen family's technology and silence the Shen family at the same time.
"You are worthy of being a tyrant." Chen Yong glanced at Prefect Liu indifferently.
"I have my own reasons for doing things, you just need to obey."
Shen Yong's eyes flickered across the three people's faces.
"What do you think of this salt?"
"Of course it's great." The three said in unison.
They had never seen better salt.
Shen Yong curled his lips and smiled, "Is Bailong City short of salt?"
"....lack!"
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