At the beginning, his wife came to him, and he became rich by selling kidney treasures.

"You Han people have an old saying, 'Hearing is false, seeing is true.'"

"If you can really make fine salt, show it to me now." The Hu boss gestured towards Ren Hao, and the old pavilion chief next to him immediately began to translate.

Ren Hao laughed immediately, thinking that this Hu boss was really hard to fool.

Absolutely, don't release the eagle until you see the rabbit.

"You told him that you need tools to make fine salt, but there are no tools here."

"When we pass by a place where there are people, I will make fine salt for him." Ren Hao said to the old pavilion chief.

The old guard quickly translated the words to the Hu boss.

Although the boss still maintained some doubts, and even Ma Min beside him tried to persuade the boss not to believe it by copying nonsense, the boss saw that Ren Hao looked very confident, and after hesitating for a moment, he took off the sheepskin bag hanging around his waist and threw the half-eaten leg of lamb to Ren Hao.

Ren Hao took the sheepskin bag and lamb leg thrown to him, pulled out the wooden cork and started drinking from them in big gulps.

The sight of Ren Hao drinking with big gulps made the old pavilion chief next to him very jealous.

However, Ren Hao did not forget the old pavilion chief. He handed the leather bag with half a bag of water left to the old pavilion chief next to him, and then he started to eat the lamb leg in big mouthfuls.

When the old pavilion chief was about to reach out to take the sheepskin bag, Ma Min next to him suddenly whipped him with a whip, causing the sheepskin bag to fall to the ground, and all the water inside seeped out.

This made the old pavilion chief very anxious. He crawled on the ground, scooped up the sand mixed with water and put it into his mouth, squeezing out all the water in the sand.

"What are you doing?" Ren Hao glared at Ma Min angrily.

"Humph."

"do what."

"The water the master gave you was not for you to give to this old man out of kindness."

"If you dare to give this old guy a drop of water, you will have no water to drink in the future." Ma Min pulled the whip in his hand arrogantly to show his authority.

Ren Hao was so angry that his teeth were itching. He finally understood why the old pavilion chief said that these mixed-bloods were dogs. He clearly had Wei blood flowing in his body, but he was extremely mean to his own compatriots.

……

After a night's rest, at dawn the next day, Ma Min waved the whip in his hand to wake up all the Wei people and prepare to set off.

During the journey, whenever a Wei person fell down due to heat stroke, unless he was the most expensive craftsman, no water would be wasted and the person would be thrown into the desert to fend for himself.

The old pavilion chief who was walking in front of Ren Hao stumbled and fell into the hot sand. Ren Hao quickly helped the old pavilion chief up and asked, "Old pavilion chief, are you okay?"

"If...if there is no water to drink, then...I'm afraid I won't be able to do it." The old pavilion chief shook his head with difficulty, looking as if he was dehydrated.

"Don't worry, old pavilion chief. I won't let you die." Ren Hao comforted the old pavilion chief for a while, then shouted to the horseman who was riding towards him, "Give me some water!!!"

"This old guy is not worth saving. Giving him water is a waste of resources." Ma Min's eyes were full of contempt. He waved to the two Hu visitors next to him, indicating that they should uncuff the old pavilion chief and leave him in the desert.

"Who said it's a waste of resources? I must have his help to make fine salt. I can't make fine salt without him." Ren Hao threatened Ma Min.

"Give him water." The Hu boss who came over on horseback winked at Ma Min. Although he didn't understand what Ren Hao said to Ma Min, he could guess what it was from Ren Hao's excitement.

"Master..." Ma Min moved his lips and wanted to say something, but the Hu boss waved his hand to interrupt him. He didn't want to listen to Ma Min's nonsense. As long as fine salt could be made, it didn't matter if the old man lived.

You should know that coarse salt is already hard currency in the Western Regions. It can be used to exchange for other things directly, and fine salt, which tastes better than coarse salt, is gold.

As for why salt was so precious in the Western Regions, firstly, the Hu people did not know how to make salt, and secondly, salt and iron were both prohibited items that were not allowed to be sold to the Western Regions, especially fine salt and salt making method, which were the most prohibited items among all the prohibited items and were a serious crime punishable by the death penalty.

If Ren Hao can really make fine salt and secretly learn the method of making fine salt, he will be a walking gold harvester.

"Hmph, you'd better not lie to me, otherwise I will make you wish you were in trouble!!!" Ma Min gritted his teeth and glared at Ren Hao, then took off the sheepskin bag hanging on his belt and threw it on the sand.

Ren Hao picked up the sheepskin bag and quickly fed the old pavilion chief some water. Then he poured some water into his palm and wiped the old pavilion chief's palms, soles of his feet, and armpits, in this way to cool him down.

"call."

About ten minutes later, the old pavilion chief woke up and opened his eyes on Ren Hao's back.

The first thing he said when he woke up was to say to Ren Hao: "I...I think I saw Grandpa just now."

"You dreamed about your great-grandfather, but I... I'm so tired that I'm almost like a grandson." Ren Hao threw the old pavilion chief directly to the ground. Anyway, he didn't need to carry him on his back now that he was awake.

"Is there any water? I feel like my lungs are drying up." The old pavilion chief stretched out his hand.

Ren Hao threw the sheepskin bag to the old pavilion chief. The old pavilion chief opened the bag, took a sip, and returned the sheepskin bag to Ren Hao.

After all, it is impossible for Ma Min to give them water at any time, so they have to drink sparingly if they want to survive.

But just as the old pavilion chief returned the sheepskin bag to Ren Hao, he heard someone in front of him shouting excitedly: "There is a river, there is... there is a river!!!"

Is there a river?

Ren Hao and the old pavilion chief looked in the direction the man pointed, and saw an oasis not far ahead. There were two children swimming and playing in the river, and they could even smell their laughter.

Except for Ren Hao, everyone thought that there was an oasis ahead. However, no matter how they moved towards the oasis, they could only see and smell it, but could never get close to it.

After walking about a mile, the Hu boss got off his camel. As for the horsemen and the Hu guests, they also got off their horses, kowtowed in the direction of the oasis, and asked the immortal to forgive their previous offense.

In their cognition and eyes, this unreachable oasis is a wonderland that humans cannot enter.

As a person who traveled through time from the modern world, Ren Hao certainly knew that it was a mirage and not a fairyland. However, due to the difference in cognition, Ren Hao did not give any explanation.

After they kowtowed and paid their respects and set off again, Ren Hao and his companions had just walked out of the scorching desert when they came across a small town.

The old pavilion chief told Ren Hao that this small town on the edge of the desert was called Tianshui Town.