He was hacked to death! Reborn and married to the Grand Secretary, his family wept with regret.

A hint of jealousy flashed in Luo Qingfan's eyes.

The woman in front of me looked ordinary; she didn't even dare to show her face, so she must have been unremarkable.

Anyone with eyes can see that such a person is inferior to her in every way. How could she become the emperor's close attendant?

Moreover, she actually dares to control her own life and death now?

Luo Qingfan's gaze towards An Wuyang grew increasingly venomous. She only thought that once she rose to power and became a favorite of the emperor, she would definitely drive this blind, despicable woman out.

"Refined salt is indeed quite good!"

An Wuyang spoke, his tone immediately conveying authority.

She already knew what kind of person Luo Qingfan was, so she didn't care about Luo Qingfan's behavior in front of others.

And she did indeed want the refined salt and the substitute for the yellow mud that she had just mentioned.

In their previous lives, these two things did not return to their rightful owners, but were instead controlled by Prime Minister Luo, which facilitated his control over the nation's economic lifeline.

Now that I have this opportunity to obtain these two things, I could not have asked for more than anything else.

"But how can I trust you that you made these two things?"

Because he didn't want to be recognized, An Wuyang deliberately spoke in a high-pitched voice. Although his voice sounded a little strange, it was hard to tell unless you listened carefully.

Upon hearing An Wuyang's question, Luo Qingfan simply smiled and said, "This sister serves the master, so she must be a sincere person."

"I am willing to present the recipes for these two items first. If the princess is satisfied, I will offer her more items later!"

After Luo Qingfan finished speaking, she asked Wen Jingnian for paper and pen, and then she dictated the words to Li Huai Ren to write them down.

She wasn't worried about her things going to waste, after all, besides refined salt and cement, she knew how to make many other things, such as perfume, soap, garlic extract, gunpowder, and so on. She could even improve farm tools and compose poems...

In short, Luo Qingfan was confident that her talent was unmatched by others, and that she would always stand out if given the opportunity.

A moment later, Li Huai-ren finished writing the prescription and delivered it to An Wu-yang.

Having obtained the formula, An Wuyang nodded, his tone calm and matter-of-fact: "Alright, Lord Wen, I can confirm that these two people were indeed trying to present a treasure to the emperor."

After saying that, she turned to the two of them and said coldly, "Now that the treasure has been offered up, they can be released!"

As An Wuyang finished speaking, Wen Jingnian gave a signal to the guards, and someone stepped forward to pull the two of them out.

That's it? It's over?

Is there no reward?

Li Huai Ren even offered up his ancestral jade pendant for this trip. If he were to go back now, wouldn't he be losing both his wife and his army?

Li Huai-ren immediately became anxious and shouted in An Wu-yang's direction: "We offer up our treasures, and you just drive us away like this? Such behavior is no different from that of bandits."

Li Huai-ren was extremely dissatisfied, and his face turned red with anxiety.

In his current state, he has completely forgotten about propriety and shame, and is no different from a street vendor.

Seeing that Li Huai Ren was losing control of his emotions, Luo Qing Fan hurriedly stepped forward to ask for a reward. She said to An Wu Yang, "Sister, I do have a request. Please grant it to me."

"Oh?"

An Wuyang found it amusing, so she sat upright and listened to what other conditions she could propose.

"Tonight, the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion will be holding a banquet at a farmer's house in an alley in the south of the city. Qingfan dares not disturb her sister and the other dignitaries, but only asks that her sister could send a gift in the name of ***."

After Luo Qingfan finished speaking, he gestured to Li Huai Ren with his eyes to calm down.

Li Huai-ren immediately understood Luo Qing-fan's meaning, and then composed himself and stood obediently behind Luo Qing-fan.

He naturally thought that if they could receive a reward from the Marquis of Zhongyong during the banquet tonight, the Marquis's mansion would surely be honored.

Li Huai-ren looked at Luo Qing-fan and was once again grateful for her consideration for him in every way.

An Wuyang scoffed inwardly, but did not refuse: "Alright, don't worry, I will definitely present you with a gift in the name of ***."

As for what this gift actually is, that remains to be seen!