Lord of the Oasis Chapter 12: .Coarse salt in a clay pot

The pot is khaki, the size of an adult's head. It seems to have been used for a long time, and the edges are very worn, and the pattern that should have been painted on the surface of the pot is only vaguely left. , not really.

"Lord Lord, I think you need to know about this discovery."

The Swadian peasant came quickly, holding the worn-out clay pot with a cautious expression.

"Hey, wait."

But for Kant, the brows could not help but wrinkle.

Especially looking at the old earthy yellow clay pot, he couldn't help frowning and said, "If what you are talking about is this broken clay pot that should be disposed of and buried, I don't think I need to bring it here."

There is no porcelain technology in this world, but it does not mean that there is no technology for making high-grade pottery.

Exquisite high-grade pottery is just as expensive.

Especially looking at it from the eyes of Kant's aristocrats, this dilapidated pottery pot, except for the poor who have nothing, no one cares about this kind of thing, even if it is thrown in the corner of the street, if no cleaners take the initiative to clean it, it will be placed in a safe place. No one will pick it up for a long time.

The Principality of Lions is rich in clay, so there is no shortage of high-grade and low-grade pottery.

"No, not this pot."

The Swadian farmer shook his head as well.

"What is that?" Kant was a little curious.

"This is it."

The peasant came to Kant, still carefully holding this dilapidated pottery pot, which seemed to contain something, and as the sun shone, it was conspicuously emitting a piece of white flowers.

Kant was slightly taken aback.

Seems familiar.

His eyes swept over the clay pot carefully, and the white object inside was a pile of white solid powder.

And this kind of thing suddenly appeared in Kant's mind.

"Salt?" His eyes widened slightly.

And the peasant nodded firmly: "Yes, Lord Lord, it's salt."

Kant's eyes were filled with joy.

In this backward world, salt and sugar are scarce condiments. Even as the youngest son of the duke, the baron of the Principality of Lions, he brought less than two baskets of such condiments when he came to his fief. .

10 pounds of salt, 10 pounds of sugar, 5 pounds of black pepper, that's what he got when he made a baron.

"Where did this jar of salt come from?"

Kant couldn't help swallowing, seeing the peasant's spirits very excited.

"Among those gnoll tents, there is a relatively large tent, and the clay pot was in it when we cleaned it up." The farmer replied, pointing to the grass not far away.

"Gnoll?"

Kant licked his lips, but frowned slightly.

He glanced at the tent that had not been completely stowed away. It was made of animal skins and linen. It looked larger than a normal gnoll tent, and he was somewhat aware of it.

That should be the gnoll leader's tent.

Although it is a primitive race, it still has rank, and the leader also owns most of the property in the tribe.

But what makes Kant curious is why there is salt in this gnoll tribe. You must know that even in the wealthier Principality of Lions, the families of those small landlords probably do not have so much salt!

"This should be the salt produced in the desert salt mine."

A desert robber spoke with certainty, obviously they knew this salt.

Especially when their eyes swept across the white salt powder in the clay pot, the slightly gray appearance confirmed their statement: "It's also an open-pit salt mine, the coarse salt collected in those saline-alkali fields. ."

"Coarse salt in saline-alkali land?" Kant turned his head and raised his brows.

The desert robbers nodded and said, "Yes, it is similar to the salt produced by the salt mines of the Sultanate of Saland."

At the same time, these desert robbers also added: "However, these salts should be coarse salts collected and simply cleaned. There is a small amount of sediment in the mouth, so the taste is very poor. Generally, the artisans in Sarand will use water to mix them. This coarse salt is filtered and re-cooked into finer table salt."

"That's right." Kant nodded lightly.

However, his eyes looked at the coarse salt in the clay pot in front of him, and his mind was also thoughtful.

"If we speculate like this, then we can be sure that there may be a saline-alkali land in the depths of the Naron Desert?" Kant's face was as calm as possible, but his voice was a little excited.

The desert robber nodded affirmatively: "If nothing else, that's true."

Joy appeared on Kant's face.

Even if he tried his best to control his expression, the joy in his heart still made him a little hard to control.

"This is really good news!"

Kant swallowed, his fists clenched.

Salt may be nothing in the modern era of the earth, but throughout history, this salty condiment, whether in the East or the West, has represented luxury, expensive, and wealthy people. Exclusive synonym!

And in this sword and magic, society resembles the mysterious plane of the Middle Ages, as well.

Salt is an expensive condiment, and it is also one of the commonly used materials for magicians to cast spells. Therefore, if you master this precious material, you will almost master wealth!

Now, in the depths of this barren Naron Desert, there is actually a saline-alkali land full of salt.

It really made Kant excited.

"This is an opportunity!"

He swallowed a mouthful of spit, and there was extreme solemnity in his ecstatic eyes, because as a transmigrator, of course, he understood what he would gain by mastering the production area of ​​salt.

Wealth.

Opportunities.

And conspiracy.

Looking around, Kant licked the corner of his mouth, and his heart settled down.

There is only his village on the sentry oasis, and there are only his people in Dehrim, and there are no outsiders, so this secret is currently only known to him.

[Ding... After some hard work, the oasis has been cleaned up]

[Temporary mission: "Rebuilding the Oasis" completed]

[Reward: Flour × 20 bags]

[Evaluation: It's just simple manual labor, it can be done easily, isn't it? ]

Just when Kant was delighted, the system also heard a sound.

On the retina, a dialog box appears, proving that the temporary task he just picked up in the morning has been completed.

At the same time, in his mind, in a mysterious system space, 20 bags of barley flour have been prepared, which can be materialized at any time as long as Kant is willing.

"Double happiness is coming." Kant smiled.

He looked down at the jar of salt under his feet, which was even more of a surprise to him.

As long as "Dehrim" develops and Kant has enough self-protection power, then these salts can completely become his help, open up the trade line of the Lion Principality, and gain more wealth.

Salt is almost equal to hard currency!

The retina flashes in the eyes, and the temporary task of the system is actually released again.

[Ding… Temporary task release]

【Temporary Mission: The Origin of Salt】

[Reward: Standard Swadia House × 5]

[Introduction: Where did these salts come from? This is a question, please explore the depths of the desert carefully, maybe you can find different resources ~IndoMTL.com~ such as these precious salts. ]

Looking at the dialog box on the retina, Kant shook his head and chuckled.

Even if the system does not have this task, he will definitely arrange for someone to search for where the salt comes from.

"Saline? That's mine!"

Kant's face is determined.

It would be a pity if such a precious resource was occupied by those primitive gnolls.

This salt mine resource must be mastered by Kant.

There is no hypocritical kindness or excuse. To put it bluntly, Kant just wants to occupy this kind of resource to complete his development, even if it will cause a conflict with the gnoll tribe!

"Swadian, never fear."

The depths of Kant's eyes are full of pride and domineering.

On the continent of Calradia, the Kingdom of Swadia itself is known as invincible in the field. In this world, slaughtering some gnolls in the primitive tribe period is really simple.

And with a system, Kant can also fight for war!

Even 10 Swadian peasant lives in exchange for a spot to advance to a Swadian knight are worth it.

"We're taking the long view."

But Kant restrained his emotions and quickly calmed down.

Salt mines must be found, but going deep into the vast Naron desert, of course, needs to be cautious. It is impossible to rush into the desert rashly with the help of system tasks.

But looking at the six desert robbers next to him, the smile on Kant's face became even greater.

"Fortunately, I have desert experts."

PS: Aha, I was busy signing the contract today, and I went to post the contract again, which was a real delay...