Crossing over reveals a waste's difficult journey home

After Wei Chuo finished speaking, Su Zhao stood up and expressed his own opinion. In his opinion, the things about gods might be true.

First of all, what the gods said in Jiang Qi’s dream can be matched with what is happening now.

Secondly, he had only heard of the secret medicine of the previous dynasty that could make people see that there were no gods, but he had never heard that the medicine could control people's dreams and make people dream about whatever they wanted.

Moreover, he heard that secret medicine cannot be administered at will and requires a lot of preparation. He did not believe that those people could administer the medicine quietly to His Majesty under the heavy protection in the palace.

After listening to the two ministers, Jiang Qi turned his gaze to Zong Zhenghe: "What do you think, Grand Commandant?"

When asked, Zong Zhenghe said calmly: "Your Majesty, I am a military commander. When I am on the march, after receiving news from various parties, I will not believe it immediately, but will repeatedly confirm the authenticity of the news.

If it is impossible to confirm, we will judge whether the news is true based on the enemy's actions.

I believe that whether the news is true or not, the answer can be found in the enemy's actions.

Therefore, I think it is unnecessary to speculate whether Jiang Tuan will help Your Majesty and Daxia. If you want to know whether he is good or bad, you can see it clearly by looking at his future actions. "

Zong Zhenghe's words made Jiang Qi nod his head involuntarily. That's right, instead of speculating here whether the matter is true or false, and whether Jiang Tuan is good or bad, it is better to wait and see what the other party does.

Just as he thought of this, Ning Bai walked in with the parchment drawn by Jiang Tuan.

"Your Majesty, this was drawn by Mr. Jiang. He said it was something needed to make tofu and purify salt."

Jiang Qi didn't know what tofu was, so he put it aside for now. He knew salt, but why did he need to purify salt? Could it be that there was something in the salt they ate that he didn't know about?

When he opened the ginger paper, the first thing he noticed, besides the strange things drawn on it, was the words.

"Are these paintings and calligraphy all from Jiang Tuan's hand?"

"Your Majesty, the painting was painted by Mr. Jiang himself, and the words were written by Ning Ling. Mr. Jiang said he only knew how to write in the words of his time and space, and was afraid that the craftsmen would not be able to understand, so Ning Ling wrote it for him."

"Are the words different too?" Jiang Qi muttered to himself and handed the parchment to Ning Bai.

"Find someone to make the above things as soon as possible. Whether the gods exist and whether Jiang Tuan is here to help me will soon be confirmed."

In ancient times, some things were done slowly, and some were done quickly. Things like the ones that the emperor specifically requested were obviously things that needed to be done faster.

So the next morning, when Jiang Tuan was struggling with his clothes with the help of Ning Ling, someone came to report that everything he needed was ready.

Everything was ready, so in order not to waste any more time, he had to leave the task of dressing to Ning Ling.

It’s not that he became decadent after coming to ancient times, it’s just that the clothes here are too complicated to wear.

It's not just one piece on the left and one piece on the right, but there are also inside and outside, left and right. Just looking at the pile of clothes makes him dizzy. It will take some time for him to put on all the clothes skillfully.

What was even more difficult for him to accept was that the clothes here did not include underwear. If the underwear had not been washed, he would never have walked around in open-crotch pants.

In order to avoid encountering such an embarrassing situation again, he suppressed his shame and asked Ning Ling to find someone to make him a few pairs of underwear. He didn't require them to be exactly the same as what he was wearing, just that they could be worn.

After putting on his clothes, Jiang Tuan felt something was strange. However, there were no glass mirrors here, only small bronze mirrors. He couldn't tell what was wrong, so he could only blame it on the fact that his hair was too short and not suitable for ancient costumes.

Ning Ling, who was helping him put on his clothes, could tell that what Jiang Tuan called weird was not his hair, but his personal temperament.

Jiang Tuan's simple and lively aura cannot be concealed by just one or two pieces of clothing.

After putting on his clothes, Jiang Tuan walked awkwardly to the outside of the palace, where many things were already placed.

He checked it with the knowledge in his mind and saw that everything was ready, so he immediately prepared to start. However, just as he was about to start, he was stopped by Ning Ling.

"Sir, just tell me what you want to do. You don't have to do it yourself."

Jiang Tuan looked at the group of eunuchs standing aside, not even daring to raise their heads. He had a feeling that if he dared to take action himself, those eunuchs would just kneel down.

Well, if you don’t have to do it yourself, then don’t do it yourself. It’s also good to be a supervisor.

He first looked at the finished stone mill and stone roller. These two things were not made very big and were mainly used for experiments. If they were made too big, it would be a waste of time and would be troublesome to move.

The stone mill and stone roller were made exactly the same as the picture he drew. What surprised him even more was that there were some patterns carved on the edges of these two things.

If he hadn't just drawn the blueprint yesterday, he would even have thought that the craftsman had made it in advance. Otherwise, how could he have been so quick to carve out the patterns in just half a day?

Letting himself ignore the patterns on it, Jiang Tuan tried turning the stone mill and stone roller twice. Hmm, it was good. He could start making tofu.

He first had the soaked soybeans put on the stone mill and told the eunuchs how to grind them. Then he walked to another pile of things and began to prepare for purifying the salt.

Jiang Tuan picked up the salt in the pottery jar and took a look. He could tell at a glance that the salt was all coarse salt and should not have been purified. No wonder the dishes cooked with it had a strange taste.

After watching, he asked people to put salt in a clay pot, add water, and start diluting it.

After the salt is completely dissolved inside, filter the concentrated brine twice through a simple filter made of linen to remove mud and sand.

After filtering out the visible substances, he had people put lime into the water, stir it into a solution, and then pour the solution into the salt water.

Wait until impurities appear in the brine and then filter it.

Then, according to the above method, the lime emulsion was added twice repeatedly and filtered. When the impurities in it became less, the filtered brine was directly put on the fire to boil dry the water.

In fact, if you want to eat purer salt, you should use a distiller to distill the brine.

But perhaps the system knows that distiller is difficult to make and not practical for large-scale use, so it does not mention it in the provided method.

Jiang Tuan’s idea is similar to the system. Now it is enough to make edible salt. It is not the time to strive for perfection.

While boiling salt water, he looked around the palace, and suddenly thought of something, looking at Ning Ling: "Is it okay for me to light a fire here? Will it cause a fire? Oh, what you call a fire.

Will I be accused of disrespecting His Majesty?"

"I didn't even say I blamed anyone, so who dares to blame me?"