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A few days later, the first batch of salt was successfully produced at the Niujia Town salt field. Just as I remembered, the salt was as white as snow and even the texture was the same.

Zhou Wu pinched a little with his fingers and put it in his mouth.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey, it's so damn salty."

The overwhelming saltiness made Zhou Wu want to shout, which again brought out the same few Qingyang Army soldiers who were already familiar with the place from last time.

"Deliver this packet of salt and the letter to the Crown Prince's residence, and remember to hand it to His Highness personally."

It was that familiar, immature look in his eyes and that expression of someone willing to die for a friend.

"Rest assured, sir. As long as the salt exists, the salt will survive; if the salt is destroyed, the person will die."

Zhou Wuzhen wanted to say that there was no need for that. As long as you guys don't swagger around, there's definitely no danger.

. . .

Prince's Mansion.

Li Junren looked at the small bag of snowflake salt in front of him, and then at Zhou Wu's letter.

"Are you sure all this salt was made by your Lord Zhou? Can it really be produced simply by drying seawater?"

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes, at the salt field I guard day and night."

Li Junren felt insulted once again. The salt-making method that had plagued several dynasties had actually been cracked by Zhou Wu. With this method, the salt wells of the aristocratic families could no longer contain the dragon.

Li Junren dared not delay for a moment. He took the samples and letters directly to the palace to meet the emperor, wanting to personally tell his father the good news.

royal palace.

"My son, I will meet my father."

After Li Junren bowed, he gave Li Tiancheng a wink, and Li Tiancheng immediately understood.

"Go down."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Only Li Tiancheng and his son Li Junren remained in the inner hall.

"Father, Zhou Wu has sent a letter. He has actually created snowflake salt using seawater. Father, take a look."

Li Junren could not hide his excitement and showed the letter and the small bag of salt to Li Tiancheng.

"What? This boy is truly a lucky charm for our Great Dragon!"

After his initial excitement, Li Tiancheng quickly calmed down.

"Your Highness, tomorrow you shall secretly leave the city and go to Zhou Wu's place."

"Yes, Father."

Li Junren immediately understood what his father meant. In fact, it wasn't that his father had any doubts; he himself wanted to verify it with his own eyes. After all, Zhou Wu's method of salt production was truly unbelievable and unprecedented in history.

Moreover, this matter will definitely involve powerful families later on, which is why Li Tiancheng is being so cautious.

. . . . . .

The capital city, a certain prefecture.

"I went to the palace to see His Majesty again today."

A middle-aged man is reporting the day's events in the palace to the elderly man seated above him.

"The Crown Prince seems to be visiting the palace to meet the Emperor quite often lately. Are they plotting something?"

It's easy to tell that they are very familiar with everything inside the palace.

"I don't know. When the Crown Prince entered the palace this time, His Majesty dismissed all the servants, so we don't know what the two of them were discussing. However, the guards seemed to be in a good mood when they saw the Crown Prince enter the palace."

"If they're in a good mood, it means they've come up with another idea that's detrimental to us. We must be careful. Instruct your men to keep a close eye on our Crown Prince."

"Yes."

. . . . . .

"See His Highness the Crown Prince."

Zhou Wu never expected that simply sending over a sample would attract Li Junren's attention.

"Zhou Wu, stop talking nonsense and take me to see it."

Li Junren came secretly this time, so Zhou Wu didn't make a big show of welcoming him. He only brought a few guards to the dock to greet him.

"Yes."

Zhou Wu arranged for a carriage to take them directly to the remote salt-drying field.

Li Junren also looked out the carriage window and saw the bustling docks and markets gradually turn into mountain forests, a place rarely visited by people, before the carriage finally stopped at a beach.

"right here?"

The scene before me resembled a dilapidated village with some simple houses, and then a beach lined with countless square grids.

"Yes, Your Highness, this is the salt field."

"Is your salt really made from seawater? Seawater can actually be used to make salt."

Zhou Wu didn't know how to explain this to the ancients for a while, so he took Li Junren directly to the seaside.

"Your Highness, would you dare to taste the seawater?"

Li Junren didn't understand why, but he did as he was told, cupping the seawater in his hands and taking a sip.

"Ptooey, too salty."

So seawater really is salty! Li Junren immediately gained another piece of strange knowledge.

Zhou Wu then showed Li Junren the entire salt-making process, step by step. Only then did Li Junren believe that Zhou Wu's snowflake salt was indeed made from seawater.

"Is this safe? Will it reveal any secrets?"

Now that the authenticity of the salt production has been proven, keeping it a secret becomes the most important task.

"Your Highness, rest assured. I specially chose this secluded place. These people are all slaves bought from the Moon Man Kingdom, and the Qingyang Army guards the outside, so I guarantee that everything will be safe."

"Good, that's very thoughtful. Let's proceed according to plan. We can provide salt aid to Stan, but we must keep it a secret from Dalong for now and not take any action. However, you need to stockpile salt now in preparation for His Majesty's subsequent plans."

"Yes."

Li Junren was representing Li Tiancheng to verify the authenticity of the salt production, so he didn't linger. Now that he had witnessed it firsthand, it was time to return. After all, he was the Crown Prince, and many people were watching his every move. Staying too long would only attract attention, and the salt production might be exposed.

"Zhou Wu, don't worry. His Majesty remembers all your merits. When the time is right, he will certainly reward you handsomely."

When Li Junren boarded the ship, he suddenly remembered something and turned back to reassure Zhou Wu.

. . . . .

With the salt already produced, many subsequent tasks would gradually get on track, so Zhou Wu convened another meeting with the core members of Niujia Town.

Mayor Niu of Niujia Town, Niu Er, Deputy Commander of Qingyang Army and Deputy Commander of Navy, Deng Yuanliang, Head of Trade of Niujia Town, and Madam Lin (currently without a position).

"I've gathered everyone here today to discuss some specific matters and make some arrangements. All of you here are core members of Niujia Town, so there are no secrets between us."

Everyone else was fine, but Lin Niangzi felt inexplicably moved. She was just a pirate who had joined Niujia Town and had not made any contributions, yet Zhou Wu treated her as a core member.

"The first thing is to disband the Qingyang Army Navy under Niu Er's command, and have Lin Niangzi form the Niujia Town Trade Escort Team."

"What! No, this won't do, you can't!"

Everyone agreed except for Lin Niangzi, who stood up to object. In her view, she was undoubtedly taking away Niu Er's power. Niu Er was a native of Niujia Town, while she was an outsider. She thought that they would never be able to live together peacefully in the future.

"Madam Lin, there's no need for that. I brought this up with Brother Wu myself, so please don't overthink it."

Niu Er's words left Lin Niangzi stunned on the spot. What was going on?