So the women who were waiting for the start boiled a pot of light blue salt crystals.

Bai Yuqi walked up and stretched out her hand a little, extracting a pot of pure white salt.

Although it does not contain iodine and various beneficial ingredients, it is still better than eating that kind of toxic salt.

He has no way now to extract the harmful substances while retaining the beneficial ingredients.

Because the [Refining Technique] extracts all other substances from the blue salt crystal, destroying the structure of the salt crystal.

It turns into snow-white fine powder with a light touch, and it doesn't look much different from the refined salt of later generations.

Bai Yuqi worriedly used [Detect Poison] to confirm that it was indeed not poisonous, and then dipped her finger into it to taste it.

"Make more, sell it to get some money, and buy some daily necessities."

Bai Yuqi, who was very satisfied with the salty taste of the salt powder, nodded, "The most important thing is to customize some suitable tools so that we can expand production."

"Right?"

Bai Yuqi suddenly remembered and asked worriedly: "If private individuals sell salt, will the government take care of it?"

Lao Cunzheng was stunned for a moment when he was asked, and subconsciously turned to look at Yang Tieniu.

He is old and has not left the village for a long time. He is really not as clear about the current imperial policies as Yang Tieniu, a hunter who often goes out into the mountains to sell wild game.

Yang Tieniu was also stunned by the question, "It's just selling salt, what does the government care about?"

Nowadays, there is a salt shortage in Guanzhong. If someone sells salt, the government may not be asking for it, so why should they take charge of the east and west?

"Sir, the Tang Dynasty inherited the Sui system. According to the law, the wild salt land in the mountains can be harvested by both the government and the people, and there is no tax."

"Besides, now that there is a salt shortage, even if the government wants to take care of it, they still collect the salt for their own use and give money and cloth according to the price."

Yang Tieniu didn't know what Bai Yuqi meant by asking, so he thought for a while and said: "These fairy salts you have made can be used as copper coins or silk coins when taken to Lantian County or Chang'an!"

Bai Yuqi was shocked. There was no salt and iron monopoly in the Tang Dynasty?

(Annotation: Looking at the information, it seems that it only started after the Middle Tang Dynasty, and it does not exist in the early Tang Dynasty.)

And even if silk and linen are used as money, even salt can be used as money? Doesn’t that mean that they are now printing banknotes?

Bai Yuqi's eyes lit up, and after asking about the current prices and market conditions in detail, an idea came up.

"The old patriarch will give each household in the village a share of the salt."

While thinking about it, he pointed to the pile of snow-white salt powder that had been refined, and said to the old man: "Let everyone work harder and try to make more salt today. Let's go down the mountain to buy it tomorrow!"

"How does this work!"

"Such precious fairy salt, can rough people like you enjoy it?"

"If you do some work for a real person, how dare you ask for any benefits? You will never do it!"

The old villager was frightened and waved his hands repeatedly, but Kushui Village was really short of salt. He hesitated for a while and then said sheepishly: "Master, if you can give me some green salt, it will be enough for the Yang family to enjoy!

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"Why are you so polite?"

"If you don't eat salt, how will you have the strength to work?"

"The ability to make salt is thanks to everyone's concerted efforts, isn't it?"

"Besides, there is so much salt in this bitter spring that it will be enough to pave the floor in the future!"

Bai Yuqi couldn't laugh or cry: "Don't worry! As long as I'm here, Kushui Village will never be short of salt in the future!"

"In this way... the old man, Han Dai, the Yang family, thank you for your gift! This is a gift of survival!"

Old Cunzheng shouted excitedly at Bai Yuqi and knelt down, with his head arched to the ground and said: "We, the Yang family, are willing to join the family of the real person and serve as slaves and servants. I hope that the real person can accept the Yang family.

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When the Kushui villagers working nearby heard what Old Cunzheng said, they all dropped what they were doing.

Regardless, he knelt down on the ground, bowing profusely and shouting: "Little immortal, please accept us! We are willing to make cows and horses for you!"

Meow meow meow?

Isn't it just a matter of taking it with a pinch of salt?

Why did you just become a natou?

Bai Yuqi was dumbfounded, what happened? I didn't leak anything?

But even with his short hands and feet, he couldn't help him up, and if he didn't agree, the Yang villagers would lie on the ground unable to get up.

Bai Yuqi thought for a while before reacting, what the hell?

Sure enough, it’s the poor and harsh conditions that bring out unruly people? This old man with a goatee is very bad! Does he plan to rely on me?

The occurrence of this situation is naturally related to the various miraculous things Bai Yuqi showed, which made these villagers truly believe that he is a "god".

And there will be this kind of scene where people from a whole village gather and bow before you.

Maybe Lao Cun was behind the plan, and jumped at the chance.

If he had been gentler in his tone, the old man would have slithered up like a snake that had become a spirit!

The bad thing is that he is a "god"!

These Yang clan members are not stupid. Who would be willing to be slaves or servants if they are good enough?

Being a slave or a servant to a human being is despicable, but being a slave or a servant to an immortal is still an immortal slave or an immortal servant!

Maybe when Bai Yuqi, the "Infinite Emperor's Son of the Great Luotianque and the Zodiac" who has been rebuilt in the lower realms through many tribulations, once again achieves the righteousness and returns to the immortal world, will they be able to achieve immortality one by one and follow them to heaven?

There are seven-rank officials in front of the prime minister's door. The servants of the gods will not be replaced by the emperor! Who would be willing to be the emperor in the mortal world when he can become a slave in heaven?

Bai Yuqi couldn't laugh or cry immediately. The problem is that he is not a real god, either?

Is it possible that I can travel back in time and take them back with me?

He glanced at Old Muramasa who was lying on the ground, rolling his eyes and secretly looking at his expression.

Bai Yuqi had no choice but to say: "Get up, everyone, I can tell you, I have a lot of rules..."

"I know! I know!"

"There are still national laws and family rules in this world!"

"The rules in heaven are naturally the rules and commandments of heaven!"

Old Cunzheng said excitedly: "We must be careful and never violate the rules of heaven! See you, great master!"

"Meet the lord!"

A group of villagers followed suit and banged their heads on the ground.

System projection: [Faith +10, Faith +10, Faith +++++...10;]

Bai Yuqi looked confused as she looked at the more than a thousand beliefs displayed on the screen in front of her.

What, what, what?

I haven’t said anything yet. Were ancient people so capable of brainstorming?

Also, when I thought I was a god, I only gave 1 point of faith. Now I accept you as servants and each of you contributes 10 points of faith. What does it mean? Are you so poisonous?

Well, if you don't see the rabbit, you won't let the hawk fly, which can be regarded as a very Chinese way of belief.
Chapter completed!