Heavenly Dao Formula

After nearly a week of exposure to the sun, the experimental field has initially shown results.

Xia Fan stepped into the crystallization pool on the lowest floor with bare feet, and the warm seawater immediately submerged his insteps. Compared with the evaporation pond above, the seawater here is particularly turbid, covered with foam, and glaringly reflected below.

This reflection is not from sea water, but from a thin layer of white crystals at the bottom of the pool.

Eunuch Li couldn't help but bent down, poked the mud with his hand, and put it in his mouth, "Salty, so salty! This is really salt!"

Although I don't know why the salt grains can be soaked in water, but the bitter salty taste is indeed a unique feature of sea salt. To be honest, when Her Royal Highness took out a sum of money to implement Xia Fan's idea, he was still worried. It wasn't a matter of money. After all, most of the labor force was borne by His Royal Highness's troops, and the actual expenses were not too much. He was worried that if he failed, it would damage the prestige of His Highness the Princess.

Everyone trusts the princess, not the alchemist she finds—if Ning Wanjun fails because he trusts this person too much, then others will inevitably have suspicions that the princess doesn’t know who she is. This intangible thing is very difficult to make up for.

Now that Yantian has really exposed the salt, a huge rock in Eunuch Li's heart has finally been released.

He doesn't understand the reason for this, and he doesn't want to understand. Many things in the world are more important to have effects than to be reasonable. As long as there is salt in the salt pond, even if it is sprinkled by Xia Fan himself, it is better than failure.

As soon as the person is satisfied, even looking at Xia Fan's appearance is much more pleasing to the eye.

This guy... is pretty good.

"Xia Fan, why doesn't the salt melt?" Li lifted his tail and walked to Xia Fan in two light steps.

Xia Fan's gaze immediately shifted from the salt to the opponent's feet.

In the pool reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, a girl playing barefoot in the water faces her back and overlooks the sea, which is a perfect picture in itself.

What's so nice about salt.

Can it compare to the fox demon?

"Xia Fan?"

"Well, this..." Seeing the other party turn around, he quickly turned his eyes away, pretending to be serious, "Because water can't dissolve salt indefinitely. When its salt content reaches the upper limit, it doesn't matter if you add more salt to it." It will melt. This is also the principle of sun-dried salt and boiled salt-the less water, the less salt it can hold."

"But there's not much salt in the pond..."

"Indeed," Xia Fan replied carefully, "This pool is just for verification of craftsmanship. Its size is too small, and it is the first pool of salt. It is normal to have less."

In addition, he also found many problems. For example, the height of the evaporation pool and the crystallization pool can be lowered a lot, and it is best to complete a cycle in three days; another example is to rely on manual steps to pump water when the car is turned over. It is good to say that there are few pools. , it is best to get a more convenient pumping device and so on.

But the pool has proven that it works, and that's arguably the most important thing.

Li stepped on the pond twice curiously, "Then how will the salt be collected from now on?"

"It's very simple, just like drying millet." Xia Fan smiled, "When it accumulates a lot, just use a wooden shovel to shovel it all the way."

The piles of white "salt mountains" piled up in the pool have always been the most spectacular scenery in the salt field.

"Xia Fan, come here!" Suddenly, Ning Wanjun's voice came from behind.

People around bowed their heads and said, "I have seen Her Royal Highness."

Xia Fan noticed that there was an unfamiliar face next to the other party.

Li, who also discovered this point, turned around quickly and put his tail behind his back.

"Let me introduce, this is the head of the Ministry of Industry and Engineering Bureau, Mo Yun." Ning Wanjun said, "She has known me a long time ago, so she is not considered an outsider. This time, she happened to pass by Jinxia, ​​so she will stay here Last few days."

"And he is the newcomer to the command department I mentioned, and he is also the author of the book you admired so much."

"Lord Xia, I have admired your name for a long time." Mo Yun cupped his hands and said.

"To each other." Xia Fan also cupped his hands in return.

The other party was slightly taken aback.

"By the way, he doesn't know anything about bureaucratic etiquette, and it just so happens that the Privy Council doesn't care about this, so don't worry about his strange behavior." Ning Wanjun smiled slightly.

It can be seen that the princess is in a good mood.

Xia Fan looked at the other party curiously - it can be said that Mo Yun is a woman who absolutely does not conform to the aesthetics of this era. Not only is she tall, her knuckles are slender, and her facial features are also straight. If it is a man, it is naturally very suitable, but if it is a woman, the evaluation will obviously not be so high.

But in Xia Fan's era, Mo Yun is undoubtedly a beautiful girl with a very unique personality, with a taste of the Western Regions, and that plum red lip gloss also proves that she does not want to think of herself as a man.

"The Ministry of Industry used to have female officials." Xia Fan took the initiative to make connections, "I don't know what research Master Mo usually does?"

"This involves the secrets of Qiguo, please forgive me for not revealing."

Unexpectedly, the other party would chat to death as soon as he opened his mouth.

The princess was also a little surprised, she remembered that Mo Yun was not an unsociable person.

"Master Xia, I would like to ask you, that book about arithmetic...was it really you who wrote it?"

Although he knew that the other party was young, Mo Yun was still surprised when he saw it with his own eyes - this person named Xia Fan was too young, he looked almost like a princess. Without the honing of time and experience, how did you write such a rigorous and logical arithmetic course? If you want to judge whether he is deceiving the world, the breakthrough is undoubtedly in this book.

"no."

Xia Fan quickly replied.

Mo Yun and the princess were stunned, "No?"

"Yes, I can't make up so many things if I want to make it up. Memories alone are enough to cause headaches."

"Then who wrote this book?"

"If my master hadn't come to Jinxia, ​​I would definitely say that master taught me. Unfortunately..." Xia Fan spread his hands helplessly, "I don't know, anyway, it was imprinted in my head from the very beginning."

If you really want to break it down, it will inevitably involve his origin, so he simply pushed it all to the occult.

But what Xia Fan didn't expect was that the princess suddenly showed a look of surprise, "So that's the case...it makes sense."

Wait, are you serious?

Mo Yun found it unbelievable. If the other party insisted that she wrote it, then she could find loopholes to make the other party contradict herself, so that His Highness could discover the truth. But he just put the matter aside, as if he didn't care about the honor of "author" at all - you must know that as long as this book is spread, it must be a famous work in history. To leave a good name?

What is even more incomprehensible is that the princess actually believed it!

This made all her temptations stuck in her throat.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little stiff, Ning Wanjun took the initiative to change the subject, "By the way, what's the result of the Yantian experiment?"

"The situation is not bad. The first batch of salt has been precipitated, but the amount is a little small. Do you want to go and have a look?"

"Of course," Ning Wanjun said enthusiastically, "This is the future of Jinxia City."