Chapter 42: Chapter 42 Fine Salt
Fu Yunhe’s idea was guessed by Nian Shutong, and without hiding it, he spoke, “The cost of salt is very low.”
Nian Shutong nodded in agreent and said, “Indeed, it is low, but don’t you find it too unpalatable?”
Fu Yunhe slowly sat up and responded, “It’s just to replenish so salt, the taste isn’t that important.”
Nian Shutong didn’t reply but instead asked, “Are you still willing to drink nutrient liquid after you’ve gotten used to real food?”
“I’m not willing.”
“People, once their lives improve, always seek better things rather than stopping there and not pursuing any further advancents,” Nian Shutong crouched down and grabbed a handful of salt crystals.
“This salt, I can make it better and the price doesn’t need to go up. Isn’t there a demand for it throughout the interstellar?”
Nian Shutong took out a large pot from her Space Button, the sa pot they usually used for boiling corn.
The pot was filled with clean water, into which Nian Shutong shoveled in the coarse salt, maintaining a ratio of two to one.
Two parts water, one part salt.
When the two elents fully rged, the impurities and silt could already be seen by the naked eye. Nian Shutong easily lifted the heavy pot and poured the solution through a filter.
After filtering it once, she obtained a bucket of relatively clean solution.
This bucket of solution was then poured back into a washed pot, under which they began to add firewood to make a fire.
Nian Shutong took a round stick and began to stir continuously.
When crystals began to appear, she removed the fire from under the pot but continued to stir.
Fu Yunhe watched as the black pot, having started with just a bit of salt, gradually filled with more and more white fine crystals due to Nian Shutong’s stirring.
This salt… looked truly different.
When there was no more solution left in the pot, Nian Shutong also stopped stirring.
The amount of salt hadn’t decreased but had actually beco more.
Nian Shutong took a small wooden stick, dipped it into the white salt, and handed it to Fu Yunhe.
“Try it.”
Fu Yunhe took it, looked down at it for a mont and then put it into his mouth, his tongue lightly touching it.
Salty, it was the only taste.
Fu Yunhe couldn’t help thinking that if the at from that day had a sprinkle of this salt…
He dared not continue the thought, as he began to salivate.
“Very good,” Fu Yunhe gave his assessnt.
“Right, interested in going into this business?” Nian Shutong’s voice was as tempting as a siren’s call.
Fu Yunhe imdiately realized that she had big plans.
“What do I need to do? Speak frankly.”
Nian Shutong laughed heartily, happily extending a hand, but then she paused the hand just above Fu Yunhe’s shoulder and retracted it.
Better not to get slapped.
“Xiao He, I want to sell this salt, but relying on a shop would make growth too slow, so I want to sell it via livestream.”
Nian Shutong wasn’t shooting in the dark; other than Cultivation, Daodao spent ti wandering the Star Network, getting to know it quite thoroughly.
Livestreaming sales, without a doubt, were the hottest form of entertainnt at the mont.
Fu Yunhe, not quite understanding, asked, “Starting a livestream doesn’t seem to require any investnt?”
In other words, he hadn’t spotted where he would need to spend money.
“Hehehe… Xiao He, you don’t need to spend money, just contribute manpower.”
Manpower?
Fu Yunhe pointed to himself, incredulously saying, “You want to sell?”
Nian Shutong blinked, the words seemingly carrying a hint of a double aning, although the way she saw it was indeed a tiny bit in that direction.
“Between you and , Xiao He, one of us has to do it. Look at these hands, this face, who would enjoy looking at ?”
Fu Yunhe looked at Nian Shutong as she showed off her hands and face; he only felt that she was boasting and not at all upset about her appearance.
He, the formidable Imperial Commander, was actually going to rely on “beauty” to livestream and attract traffic?
It turns out there is no worst in life, only worse.
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