“You can’t buy it even if you have money.”
"Can't I raise it myself?"
"No, I can't."
Qi Pan said, "These planes all burn aviation gasoline and kerosene. How do you maintain them?"
“We can’t afford it.”
What?
Aviation gasoline?
kerosene?
Flying chicken eats this thing?
Wang Jian asked, "Then how do we get the gasoline and kerosene?"
"this........"
Qi Pan said, "I can't get that either. There's no gas station here."
"If there's a gas station, I can find a way to get you a few barrels."
"The problem is, this really doesn't work."
After hearing these words, Wang Jian also understood.
This flying chicken is really impossible to deal with.
It’s not that the gentleman is unwilling to do it, but that he has no way to do it.
It seems that his flying chicken soldiers are doomed.
He sighed, "Oh... okay."
“What a pity.”
Ying Zheng patted Wang Jian on the shoulder.
Thinking about when he was marinating the meat slices before, Qi Pan took out that big bag of snow-white stuff and asked.
"Sir, what was that thing you used to pickle the meat?"
Um?
Qipan thought about it.
"Oh, you mean salt? That's table salt."
"Don't worry, it's edible, non-toxic, and not industrial salt."
What?
Table salt?
"Sir, that white thing is salt?"
Ying Zheng looked a little dazed.
Qi Pan said, "Yeah, what's wrong?"
"Isn't this the salt you use?"
After saying that, she remembered that she had been to a seaside city before.
She was very carsick and vomited all the way in the car.
After getting off the bus, I ordered some white porridge and wanted to add some salt.
As a result, the boss gave her some yellow, grainy substances in a disposable cup from the kitchen.
It's called salt.
Maybe the salt here is somewhat similar to the salt over there?
Qi Pan said, "I bought this salt at the supermarket. It's sea salt with iodine, and it's all edible salt."
"Maybe it's different from the salt you have here."
sea salt?
Iodine added?
When Ying Zheng heard this, his thoughts suddenly dispersed.
"Sir, this sea salt is extracted from seawater?"
"yes."
Qi Pan said, "In addition to sea salt, there are also mineral salt, lake salt, rock salt, and well salt."
"All of these can be used to extract edible salt."
Ying Zheng immediately became excited, "Sir, do you have a recipe for extracting salt?"
You know, the salt they use now is still yellow and contains many impurities.
This is the snow-white and delicate salt that my husband took out.
But there is no comparison!
If they could also extract and produce this snow-white fine salt.
That's not only the Qin army, but also the people of Qin.
The chances of survival have been greatly increased!
Salt is the most convenient and quickest way to replenish your energy!
Without sufficient salt supplementation, the soldiers and generals felt exhausted when marching and fighting.
Qi Pan took out a piece of paper from his pocket as if he had thought of it a long time ago.
"Hey, the recipe is here, take it."
Ying Zheng took it with both hands, "Sir..."
The emotions in his heart were beyond words.
Just looking at Qipan's eyes, they were particularly broad and bright.
It was so easy to see Qi Pan hand over such an important prescription.
Wang Jian looked a little stunned.
"Sir.....Is this all you're going to give me, the salt recipe?"
"Ah? What else?"
Qi Pan looked at Wang Jian, "How else can I give it to you?"
"I spin 360 degrees, then support myself against the wall with one hand and pass it over between two fingers?"
ah?
Three hundred and sixty degree rotation?
One-handed wall support?
This this.......
Wang Jian: "It's not necessary, but..."
He looked at the prescription in Ying Zheng's hand, then looked at his grinning face.
It was as if he didn't care at all.
So the prescriptions that the gentleman gave me before were so easy to apply and were given to Your Majesty?
this.......
Sir, are you defenseless against Your Majesty?
Or do you not value this recipe?
If it were anyone else, they would have these prescriptions in their hands, even if it was just one.
I will also hold it tightly!
You have to ask for a lot of benefits before you are willing to give it to me, right?
Wang Jian: "Sir... Your views are broad and righteous, and I am narrow-minded."
He underestimated the gentleman's character.
Qi Pan had no idea that Wang Jian had imagined so much.
She blinked in confusion, then waved her hand.
"It's okay, it's okay."
Ying Zheng carefully folded the salt-making recipe in his hand and put it in his arms.
"Sir, if you are bored someday, please let me know."
"I'll take you to Xianyang. Let's continue exploring the streets we didn't finish last time."
When he heard about shopping, Fusu's legs went weak.
"Father...Father, if you want to go shopping I-I won't go."
He was really scared of going shopping.
Wang Jian and Nineteen immediately said, "Sir, we can go shopping with you!"
If the eldest son doesn't go, they will go!
Isn’t it just shopping?
Look how cowardly he is.
Wang Wan, Feng Quji and others also spoke up.
"Yes, sir, if he doesn't go we can go with you."
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