Two hours had passed by the time Qi Pan put down his pen and turned off his phone.
When she looked up, she saw Ying Zheng and Fusu were still there, and was stunned for a moment.
"Hey? Brother, you guys haven't left yet?"
Fusu, whose butt was sore from sitting, felt aggrieved when he heard this.
"Sir, we've been sitting here waiting for you for a long time, and you're going to kick us out as soon as you're done?"
Qi Pan: "No, I just forgot the time."
"I heard you guys make noises too. I thought you guys had already left."
She really wasn't chasing anyone away.
Once she gets busy, she becomes more absorbed in her work and tends to ignore the people and things around her.
Of course Ying Zheng knew that Qi Pan didn't mean that, so he placed a cup of warm tea in front of Qi Pan.
"Sir, you've been writing for a long time. Are you tired? Have some tea first."
Qipan: "Okay, thank you brother."
She shook her wrist, then used her other hand to hold the teacup and took a sip.
"Sir, we came here this time to tell you about the salt making incident last time."
Ying Zheng said, "The recipe you gave me is excellent, and the fine salt you made is of very good quality."
"I brought some over here, sir, can you take a look?"
As soon as the can of fine salt was ready, he brought some over.
Qi Pan immediately said, "Okay."
Xia Lin walked quickly forward and put a box on the table.
The box was opened, revealing a cloth bag.
Ying Zheng took out the cloth bag, untied it and handed it to Qi Pan.
"Please look, sir."
Qipan took the bag and looked inside.
Wow!
The fine white salt filled an entire cloth bag.
She reached out and grabbed a little, twisting it between her fingers.
"It's really good. The purity is comparable to the ones I brought here."
After hearing this, a smile appeared on Ying Zheng's face.
"Thanks to the recipe you provided, otherwise we wouldn't be able to make such fine salt."
Qipan tied the pocket of the cloth bag tightly and put it back into the box.
"It's all thanks to your efforts. Otherwise, no matter how good my recipe is, I can't make something like this."
"Okay brother, stop being so modest."
"We are one family, so we don't use that kind of tricks."
After hearing this, Ying Zheng stopped refusing and said, "Hahaha, okay, sir, you should be more straightforward."
"By the way, sir, do you want to go out and play in a few days?"
"I'll take you to the night market in Xianyang."
Um?
night market?
Qi Pan thought about it and finally refused.
"No, I won't go for now. I'm a little busy recently."
"We need to copy down all this information first."
Ying Zheng: "Alright, if you want to go out and have fun, please let me know."
"I can come pick you up too."
Qi Pan nodded: "Okay."
..........
Fine salt was produced at the salt fields in batches and sent from Xianyang to the surrounding counties.
Officials and common people all have one copy.
Everyone was amazed at the fine salt.
I am grateful for the salt-making recipe that Qi Pan provided.
Kneel down to thank Ying Zheng for his compassion for the people.
A remote village.
In a dilapidated thatched house.
A skinny young woman with a pale face and no life in her body was lying on the hay in the corner.
She was barely breathing and looked at her daughter.
"If mom doesn't eat it, you eat it."
Her eyes were full of forbearance and restraint.
The little girl looked to be about seven or eight years old, with a skinny face and dry, yellow hair that was like weeds, piled on her head.
Her eyes were exceptionally bright, and her small hands were holding a bowl.
The bowl was filled with porridge with almost no rice grains visible.
She put the bowl close to the woman's mouth and said, "Mom, have some."
"You haven't eaten for two days. If you don't eat, you'll starve to death."
The woman said: "I'm not hungry, you can eat."
An old woman suddenly pushed the door open and walked in. "Hurry, hurry, the government office is distributing salt!"
"Let's go get the salt! If we're late, it'll be gone!"
What?
Collect salt? ?
The young woman was startled and half-straightened up.
"Auntie, what did you say? What about collecting salt?"
The old woman said, "The government office has posted a notice saying that starting today, salt will be distributed free of charge to us common people for three consecutive days."
"It's free! Each person gets a pound of fine salt!"
"I heard it's the same kind of salt His Majesty eats in the palace, it's snow-white!"
When the young woman heard this, she was so shocked that she stood up staggeringly!
"Auntie! Are you serious?!"
"Are you really giving out salt for free? No money?!"
Old woman: "Really, really! Don't you know who I am?"
"Why would I use such a big thing to coax you two?"
"Alright, alright, stop standing there and take your daughter with you. Let's go get the salt."
As she spoke, she reached out and supported the young woman's arm.
"I'm telling you, this salt is for each of you, you and your daughter can both get some."
"With these two portions of salt, and if you dig up some wild vegetables every day, you can survive even if you drink salt water."
"Once you have eaten the salt and gained strength, you can find some work to do."
"As long as we can survive, there is still hope."
The young woman felt a little sad when she heard this.
Daya held her mother's arms with both hands and helped her out of the thatched hut with her aunt.
They live in a remote area with only two or three families around.
When the villagers heard the news, they rushed to the government office and lined up to get salt.
The old woman came back to tell the young woman and Daya that she couldn't bear to see them starve to death.
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