Master Li, who had recovered from his shock, walked quickly to Zhang Wenyuan's side.
"May I ask, Master Zhang, what is in this warehouse?"
It is called white flour, but it is not that white.
It was snowing, but I didn't feel cold at all.
It was salt, but he couldn't believe that the warehouse was so full of salt.
And the salt is so white. How could anyone make such white salt?
Zhang Wenyuan stared at the large area of white in the warehouse.
He swallowed and shuddered, "...It's...SALTS!!!"
If Sun Ren hadn't told him in advance that there were 3 million kilograms of salt here, he wouldn't have believed that such a white thing could be salt.
Master Li's pupils trembled, and he looked towards the warehouse in disbelief.
"It's so white, how can it be salt?"
Wang Tongzhi also came back to his senses after hearing the conversation between the two.
He rushed into the warehouse with a quick step, muttering,
"How can there be such white salt?"
He couldn't believe that there was such salt, but he knew that since Zhang Wenyuan said it was salt, it must be salt.
"This must be salt from the fairyland." Wang Tongzhi lay on the piles of salt bags and looked at them carefully.
The particles are so uniform and white that it is impossible for mortals like them to produce them.
This is definitely the immortal salt that Shen Yong asked the gods to give him.
Zhang Wenyuan and Li Shiye, who were stunned, rushed in when they heard what Wang Tongzhi said.
Zhang Wenyuan carefully picked up a bag of salt, faced the door of the warehouse, and looked carefully at the salt in the transparent bag in the bright light.
"The salt particles are so fine and evenly sized. They are truly the finest among the immortals."
"I've been on duty in the palace for so long, and I've never seen salt like this..."
The more Zhang Wenyuan looked, the more shocked he became.
He used to serve the emperor and had seen all kinds of good things.
The local salt was specially produced and offered as tribute to the imperial palace. It was much finer than the salt used by the public on the market, but it was far from the fineness of the salt we see today.
Not to mention its fineness, its snow-white color alone cannot be compared with the tribute salt in the palace.
This kind of fine white salt cannot be made by humans.
Zhang Wenyuan sighed in his heart, Chen Yong really has the heart of an immortal.
Master Li was also rubbing a bag of salt in his hand, and he sighed excitedly,
"What is this thing wrapped in salt? It feels so smooth and transparent, even more transparent than glass, and softer than glass..."
Master Li squinted his eyes, rubbed the salt in the bag, and then ran outside with the bag of salt, sighing towards the sunlight.
Sun Ren looked at the three of them staring at the salt in shock, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he put his hands behind his back and walked into the warehouse with a calm expression.
He waited until the three of them calmed down before pointing to the sugar bags piled on the side with a smile.
"Come and see, these bags are filled with sugar."
"White sugar!!!?" The three of them opened their eyes wide and turned to stare at Sun Ren at the same time.
Before Zhang Wenyuan could put down the salt bag in his hand, he rushed to Sun Ren's side in two steps.
"Is that sugar in there?"
Zhang Wenyuan looked at the white opaque bag and leaned over to take a closer look.
This bag of sugar is snow-white, but the material is obviously different from the salt bag. The pattern looks a bit like a woven bag.
But he couldn't tell what the woven bag was made of. It was a bit slippery, but not as slippery as the salt bag.
If you get close to the woven bag and smell it carefully, you can smell a faint sweet smell emanating from it.
Master Li's cheeks flushed with excitement, and he looked at Sun Ren with frighteningly bright eyes.
"Can you open a bag and take a look?"
The salt was already so fine and white that he couldn't imagine how much finer the sugar was.
Thinking of this, Master Li even reached out and squeezed the bag of sugar.
It was soft to the touch, which made Master Li even more excited.
"Open it." Wang Tongzhi looked at Sun Ren excitedly, "I think King Qianhuang asked the gods to send these things for the people to use."
"Let's open one bag and see. Leave one bag of sugar in the prefectural kitchen to make dessert for the ladies."
Wang Tongzhi's words and deeds were all about considering the women of the Shen family.
Women all love desserts. These white sugars belong to King Qianhuang, so there is no reason why the women of the Shen family cannot eat them.
Sun Ren nodded. "Okay, then open a bag of sugar and send it to the kitchen right away. Have the cook make some dessert for everyone to try."
"Okay." Zhang Wenyuan nodded. "How many kilograms is this big bag of sugar?"
"Five kilograms." Sun Ren continued, "A bag of salt weighs one jin."
Zhang Wenyuan looked around and nodded, "A total of 3 million kilograms of salt and 300,000 kilograms of sugar, right?"
When Master Li and Wang Tongzhi heard this data, their pupils trembled violently and they looked at Sun Ren in shock.
Oh my god!
They must have heard it right.
3 million kilograms of salt and 300,000 kilograms of sugar!!!
How long will it take to eat this?
They had never seen so much salt.
The annual output of the entire Chinese Empire is probably only this much, otherwise there wouldn't be a shortage of salt in various places.
The salt production industry in their Great Celestial Empire is particularly lacking, and the amount of salt produced is not as much as that in their neighboring country, Huofeng.
That's why so many merchants go from Qianhuang City to Huofeng Country to buy contraband salt, because the profits are so considerable.
In the past, Qianhuang City relied on these merchants to provide salt for the entire city.
As soon as the natural disaster and drought started, these merchants disappeared, and even the people of Qianhuang City couldn't buy salt.
"Yes." Sun Ren looked at the bag of sugar with a smile on his face.
"King Qianhuang asked you to register all of this and store it in the warehouse. If anyone from Bailong City wants to come and collect the salt, you will be responsible."
Ji Yongjia has already gone to Bailong City to take over the task of guarding the South Gate. It is estimated that in a few days, the person on the other end of the walkie-talkie will come to get the salt.
Thinking of the walkie-talkie in Ji Yongjia's hand, Sun Ren's heart was burning with anger.
God knows how shocked he and Zhang Tiezhu were when they were standing at the door and saw someone talking on the intercom that King Qianhuang took out.
If he hadn't heard Chen Yong suddenly speaking into a loudspeaker in the cabin on the plane before, he would have been scared to death.
After all, everyone was on the plane at that time, and in their eyes the plane was a huge artifact.
The fact that the artifact could suddenly make a sound was not as shocking as the fact that it could fly, so they sighed twice and didn't take it seriously. They all leaned against the window to look down at the earth.
When it reached the ground, he was shocked to find that such a small black box could make a sound.
He accepted it well, but Zhang Tiezhu is still in shock.
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