"Zhangsun Chong!"
In the Mo Mansion, Meton's face was solemn. He didn't expect that the two of them would join hands.
"If Huaiyu hadn't stopped me, I would have destroyed that shop!" I will definitely smash that lousy shop! "Cheng Chumo said angrily.
Yuchi Bao Lin also raised his hand angrily and waved his fist.
"Zhangsun Chong is there. We can't take advantage of him!" Qin Huaiyu shook his head. In their circle, Zhangsun Chong was the most insidious. If they acted rashly, they would definitely fall into his trap.
"Huaiyu is right!" Meton nodded. Among the three, Qin Huaiyu was the most sensible.
He had seen Zhangsun Chong's tricks. If he hadn't been more skillful last time, his reputation would have been ruined.
"Are we just going to let them bully us like this?" Yuchi Bao Lin said angrily. He was the most straightforward and couldn't stand being bullied.
"It's just salt. It's not a big deal. Without the Wang Family, we can eat salt!" Meton said indifferently.
Qin Huaiyu shook his head and said, "You don't know. Although the Tang dynasty didn't monopolize salt and iron, the salt policy in every place was strictly limited. The fine salt from other places couldn't come to Chang 'an."
The salt tax had always been a big source of finance. Although there was no salt and iron official camp in the Zhen Guan period, the imperial court couldn't let go of such a huge amount of money. The salt policy in every place was strictly divided to facilitate tax collection.
Since Wang Zhe had taken action, he must have known this, so he was fearless.
"Since the Wang Family doesn't sell fine salt and the fine salt from other places can't come in, we can make our own salt!" Meton sneered.
"Make our own salt?"
Qin Huaiyu and the other two immediately looked at Meton with suspicion. Meton couldn't even do this, could he?
Meton smiled and didn't explain. Instead, he led the three directly to the back kitchen of the Mo Mansion.
When they arrived at the kitchen door, Qin Huaiyu saw several sacks of salt piled up in front of the kitchen door.
"This is coarse salt?" Cheng Chumo bent down and picked up a large grain of salt. He put it in his mouth and tasted it. Immediately, he bitterly stuck out his tongue.
"Not just coarse salt, but coarse salt from Yun City!" Meton said.
"Meton, don't tell me you want to grind this coarse salt into fine salt?" Cheng Chumo asked. The taste of coarse salt was so bad that even he could distinguish it, let alone other people.
"Of course not!" Meton said snappily.
"Then, what's going on?" Qin Huaiyu and the other two were puzzled.
"The biggest difference between coarse salt and fine salt is that there are more impurities. If we remove the impurities in coarse salt, we will naturally get pure fine salt," Meton explained.
Only then did the three of them realize what Meton was planning to do. He was actually preparing to make salt himself.
"Boss, three young masters!" Xu Jie came out of the kitchen and bowed.
"How's the preparation going?" Meton asked.
"Reporting to Boss, everything has been prepared!" Xu Jie said.
Qin Huaiyu and the other two curiously followed Meton into the kitchen. They found that the kitchen was full of pots and jars. A big pot had already been set up with a big fire inside.
This time, with Qin Huaiyu and the other two free labor, Meton did not use the people of the Mo Family Village at all. The three of them always had an extraordinary interest in Meton's experiments, so they followed Meton's orders.
Under Meton's command, Yuchi Baolin grabbed the bag of coarse salt and poured the large grains of coarse salt directly into the basin of water. Soon, the salt melted and disappeared, and the clear water gradually became murky.
"Continue!" Meton looked into the water tank and found that the salt had almost melted. He signaled Yuchi Baolin to continue pouring coarse salt until the salt was no longer melted and the water was saturated.
"If you want to make fine salt, you have to filter out the silt first!" Meton explained.
The most criticized thing about coarse salt was that it tasted bitter, and there was a lot of silt in it. One could chew a grain of sand while eating, and the taste was very sour.
Qin Huaiyu took out an empty basin and covered half of it with linen cloth. Cheng Chumo and Yuchi Baolin jointly lifted the basin of saltwater and poured it on the linen cloth. The linen cloth absorbed the silt, and the clear water seeped into the empty basin. After repeating this three times, they finally got clear saltwater.
"That's it?" Qin Huaiyu said excitedly. He only felt that it was too simple.
Meton shook his head and said, "Of course not. This is just the first step. Don't look at the saltwater. In fact, there are still many impurities in it. "
Coarse salt contained other soluble substances, but the biggest problem of Yuncheng salt was that it contained too much magnesium, which seriously affected the taste. And it happened that in the purification experiment, this step was the simplest step.
Morton picked up a piece of limestone that he had prepared beforehand and placed it in a basin of clear water. Immediately, the water boiled.
After boiling for a while, the limestone quickly turned into lime slurry. When the lime slurry gradually became clear, Meton carefully poured the lime slurry into the saltwater.
The saltwater became turbid again, and then quickly became clear again, leaving only a thin layer of white sediment on the basin. After pouring out the saltwater from the top layer, Meton once again put a spoonful of alkali flour into the saltwater, and the saltwater became turbid again. After the saltwater was clear, a layer of white sediment was left on the bottom of the basin.
After pouring out the clear saltwater again, Meton finally breathed a sigh of relief. Due to the limited conditions, there was no precise equipment, and all of this could only be done by guesswork.
After pouring the saltwater into the pot, the fire burned fiercely. Soon, the saltwater boiled, and a thin layer of salt crystals appeared on the surface of the water. The whole kitchen was filled with a strong salty smell.
"That's it?"
Qin Huaiyu and the other two were stunned as they watched Meton complete all of this. Although they did not understand the principle, they felt that it was awesome.
After that, there was no need for Meton to do the rest. Xu Jie took over.
In less than an hour, Xu Jie appeared in front of Meton with a face full of joy.
"Boss! Three Young Masters. "Xu Jie held a stack of fine white salt in front of the four of them.
"It's really fine salt!" Cheng Chumo pinched a little and put it in his mouth. Instantly, a salty taste rushed to his taste buds. There was no bitterness of coarse salt at all, and the texture was even better.
"Hahaha, let's see how Zhangsun Chong and Wang Zhe can stop our salt now! This time, we're going to be the top scorer! " Yuchi Baolin said excitedly. The Taiyuan Wang Family might be able to monopolize the fine salt, but they could not do anything about coarse salt.
"No, this is even better than Yun City's fine salt!" Qin Huaiyu shook his head. He had seen Yun City's fine salt with his own eyes, and it was not as white as the salt in front of him.
Meton looked at the pure white salt in front of him with infatuation. This was probably the purest salt in the world! Yun City's fine salt was only good quality brine, but it did not require much technical skill.
"This is a brand new salt. Boss, please name it!" Xu Jie said excitedly. Salt had always been profitable, and such pure salt was in short supply. It could be imagined that once this salt appeared in Chang 'an City, it would cause a huge uproar.
In order to distinguish it from Yun City's fine salt, Xu Jie immediately thought of a new name to set up another brand.
"Grand Tutor Xie of the Eastern Jin Dynasty once gathered his sons and daughters to write essays on a snowy day. He said, 'How can the snow be the same?' His brother said, 'Sprinkling salt can be imitated by the difference in the air!' Our predecessors used salt to describe snow, and today, our salt is even better than snow! Let's call it snow salt! "Meton said after thinking for a while.
"Snow salt!"
"Alright! Let's call it snow salt! "
"Wang Zhe must be dumbfounded this time! He still wants to cut off our salt. Let's see how he cries when the snow salt comes out! "
Qin Huaiyu and the other two said proudly. Their previous resentment was immediately swept away.
"How much was used in refining the snow salt?" Meton asked.
"Boss, less than 30% was used!" Xu Jie replied. Morton used processed coarse salt, which had a high salt content to begin with.
In other words, five kilograms of coarse salt could be refined into eight kilograms of snow salt. With the addition of lime water and alkali, as well as the human consumption, it was still a huge profit. The Mo Family Village had another profitable business.
"Remember all these steps and let Uncle Zhang continue to experiment with the ratio of lime water and alkali water. Try to achieve the best result. Let's refine enough snow salt for later use." Meton ordered.
"Yes, boss!" Xu Jie said excitedly. Meton allowed him to participate in the refining of snow salt. Obviously, he did not treat him as an outsider, which made him very touched.
"What about Fish Scholar's Restaurant?" Qin Huaiyu asked.
"Temporarily closed. When the Mo Family Gourmet City opens, we will give them a surprise!" Meton sneered.
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