Soon, the two sisters prepared the meal.
Gu Yunxiao came to the kitchen and saw the cooked pork on the pot table, and there was half a basin of hot meat soup next to it.
She quickly took out the diluted spiritual essence water from the space and put it into the broth and the fish soup in the earthen pot.
During the evening meal yesterday, she secretly put some spiritual essence liquid into the rice porridge. Today she saw that her two younger sisters looked good, so she put some of it into the broth and fish soup to help the family's health.
There is no soy sauce, and the sliced meat is obviously ready to be eaten with salt foam.
She glanced at the salt in the salt shaker and suddenly had a headache.
Decisively, she took out a packet of fine salt from her pocket and said to Yun Lan, who walked into the kitchen: "Second sister, we will use this salt at home from now on. It was given to me by someone else."
The fine salt taken out from the space also changed like other things and turned slightly yellow. She didn't want her family to continue to eat coarse salt that was bad for the body, so she confidently said that it was a gift from others.
Seeing these fine salts, Yun Lan's eyes suddenly lit up and she said, "Brother, fine salt is very expensive. Is this person too generous?"
Gu Yunxiao asked doubtfully: "How much more expensive is fine salt than coarse salt?"
"I heard it's five times more expensive than coarse salt, and it's not easy to buy. Don't you know these things?"
Gu Yunxiao pointed his finger and explained: "Sister hit her head last time, and I don't remember some things."
Gu Yunlan's eyes suddenly turned red. She must have felt uncomfortable asking such a stupid question.
She sniffed guiltily and said, "Sister, ask me everything you forget from now on."
Gu Yunxiao smiled and nodded.
She remembered clearly that refining coarse salt was very simple, so why was the price so different?
That’s because people in this world don’t know how to do this yet.
I'm going to see the county magistrate tomorrow.
Tonight, she wanted to experiment with making coarse salt into fine salt.
If the county magistrate is a good person, give him this gift.
After finishing the evening meal, Gu Yunxiao came to the kitchen, put all the coarse salt in the salt shaker into the pottery basin, and melted it into the water.
Gu Yunlan said in surprise: "Brother, why did you melt all the salt? These salts were all bought with money. My mother must feel bad knowing this."
Gu Yunxiao said in a comforting tone: "Don't worry, second sister, I didn't waste it. You will know in a moment. If you have any coarse salt at home, bring it to me."
Yun Lan shook her head and said eagerly: "No, what on earth do you want to do?"
Gu Yunxiao said confidently: "Second sister, help me light the fire. You will know in a moment."
Gu Yunlan looked at the eldest sister's serious and persistent face, and her face lit up with confusion.
Gu Yunxiao sedimented the dissolved water with washed charcoal and fine sand, and then filtered it with fine cotton white cloth.
Pour the clean salt water into the pot and boil.
Soon after, the water dried up and a pile of fine white powdery salt appeared in the pot.
On the surface, these fine salts are of better quality than the fine salt she took out from the space.
In other words, the fine salt she processed has not yet appeared in this world.
I will give this great gift to the county magistrate tomorrow, and he will definitely take it seriously.
As the saying goes: A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier. My father has been a head catcher in the past few years, so it can be said that he is very respected.
If the county magistrate is a good person, she would like to give him this generous gift.
Here, productivity is low and both salt and iron are in the hands of managers.
If someone knew that he had such an ability to boil fine salt, disaster would definitely be imminent.
It is better to leave this matter to the county magistrate and seek his support to avenge his father.
The clues she found this afternoon made her understand that her father's murderer was unable to resist.
In order to survive and for the safety of my family.
With this great gift, the county magistrate should be able to protect himself from wind and rain.
He quickly recovered his thoughts and warned:
"Second sister, you must not tell anyone about the fine salt we boiled, and don't tell your mother and third sister, because the matters involved are not small."
Gu Yunlan nodded and said, "Okay, eldest sister!"
Gu Yunxiao wrapped the fine salt in oil paper and planned to take it with him tomorrow morning.
The next day, Gu Yunxiao, dressed in men's straight clothes that had been cleaned and changed to a smaller size, strode to the county government office with the bag of fine salt.
As the saying goes, details determine success or failure!
After putting on men's clothes yesterday, she tried to change her walking posture, suppressed her voice, and changed from high-pitched to thick.
Fortunately, she is still young and has an underdeveloped body. As long as she is careful, no one will suspect that she is pretending to be a man.
When she arrived at the gate of the county government office, Capt. Song was standing outside waiting for her.
Seeing her coming, she said, "I'll take you to see the county magistrate first. By the way, our county magistrate was the top pick in the lottery three years ago. Be careful what you say."
Gu Yunxiao sighed in his heart, the county magistrate must be like Fan Jin, who studied hard for many years in Hanchuang and won the first prize after he was over fifty.
He nodded in awe and said, "Okay!"
The two walked into the main room. Gu Yunxiao saw a tall case file placed on the desk, and the top of a dark man's head was exposed behind the case file.
The sonorous voice of Capt. Song rang out, "The county magistrate, the adopted son who takes over the position of Capt. Gu, is also his nephew."
The man behind the desk stood up.
Gu Yunxiao was stunned immediately.
Is this the county magistrate?
In her mind, the county magistrate was an old man, how could he be a handsome young man?
The other person looks to be seventeen or eighteen years old. His skin is as white as porcelain. Under the light, he exudes a fresh and youthful charm. His eyes are like a deep pool. He looks like a fresh young man who can charm thousands of women on the Internet in future generations. .
Three years ago, how old was the county magistrate to win the top prize?
This is too incredible!
Gu Yunxiao was stunned for a moment, then asked innocently: "Brother, are you the county magistrate?"
Murong Han, who was known as the county magistrate, frowned when he saw the little Doudin in front of him looking at him with bright eyes.
I didn't expect that Song Captou would be so unreliable in his work. He was just a child. How could he be allowed to take over Gu's errands?
When he heard Xiao Douding calling his little brother in a clear and sweet voice, he suddenly felt soft-hearted for some reason.
I heard that the daughter-in-law of Gu Datou's family was pregnant and there were only three daughters in the family. She must have had no choice but to let her maternal nephew take her place.
"How old are you?"
Gu Yunxiao felt the other person's disgusted gaze, and felt a sudden shock in his heart. He bravely puffed up his chest and said, "Fifteen years old!"
In fact, this body is only fourteen years old. Fortunately, the county magistrate did not emphasize that it was one year old. She cleverly increased herself by one year.
Murong Han looked at Song Baotou and asked coldly: "Can he do it?"
Song Captou immediately understood what the county magistrate meant, and hurriedly explained patiently: "Yunxiao looks young, and his martial arts is not weak. He can deal with a few men without any problem. What's more gratifying is that he is thoughtful. Not only did we go to see the matter again yesterday afternoon At the discovery site, I also went to Yizhuang to look at the bodies of several men in black, and gained a lot..."
After listening to Song Baotou's words, Murong Han's disgusted eyes suddenly changed.
He became profound and vast, and a smile appeared on his tense face as he said, "I didn't expect that you are still very talented at such a young age. Did you learn your martial arts skills and case analysis skills from your adoptive father?"
Gu Yunxiao was secretly looking for excuses after listening to Song Captou boasting about himself.
Unexpectedly, the county magistrate, no, it was the young handsome boy who reacted quickly and automatically found the source.
I couldn't help but be in awe of the handsome young man in front of me.
I didn't expect this handsome boy to have such knowledge and brains at such a young age. No wonder he was the top pick in high school.
She nodded slightly and said, "Yes!"
Murong Han was well aware of Capt. Song's shortcomings, but the dozen or so detectives in the county were all rough guys, and none of them could analyze the case as clearly as the late Capt. Gu.
It's a pity that Gu Baotou died in the line of duty.
Since this kid is a student of Gu Battou and still has a clear mind, let him practice with Song Battou first.
Thinking of this, he said pleasantly: "Since you have such ability, you can serve as deputy to Capt. Song from now on. Investigate the case of Capt. Gu's murder as soon as possible. No matter who is involved, I will support you!"
When he said this, his domineering power rose to the sky, and his delicate and handsome face exuded an aura of killing and decisiveness.
Gu Yunxiao admired in his heart: The county magistrate has a strong sense of justice and speaks from his heart.
Think about it, if you are not powerful, how can you make your subordinates respect you, how can you manage the entire county.
She nodded calmly and said, "With the support of the county magistrate, we can go ahead and do it."
I don't know why, no matter who calls him the county magistrate, Murong Han will remain indifferent.
The little boy in front of him, who was younger than him, looked at him with admiration and respectfully called him the county magistrate, but he felt uncomfortable all over.
He said pleasantly: "In the future, don't call me the county magistrate, just call me Brother Murong."
Gu Yunxiao was shocked. It's not that the concept of hierarchy in ancient times was very strong, but the county master actually called himself a brother-in-law with one of his little catchers. Is this wrong?
He looked over with doubtful eyes and met the other person's frank eyes.
She came back from the apocalypse and had no sense of hierarchy, and she didn't want to be inferior to others. She nodded readily and said, "Okay, Brother Murong!"
Mr. Song, who was standing nearby, was dumbfounded. He had no idea that the boy from the Gu family could fall into the eyes of the county master. The two of them even called themselves brothers.
He knew better that if Gu Xiaozi was his deputy, wouldn't he be the deputy head catcher?
There are people in the yamen who have been working as catchers for more than ten years but have not yet become deputy catchers. Yunxiao, the boy, became one as soon as he came here.
What happened yesterday, the Gu family boy's status in his heart is not low.
At this moment, the status has risen again.
Gu Yunxiao found that Brother Murong was trustworthy, and quickly thought of the matter of Xiaoyan and said: "Thank you Brother Murong for letting me take over the position of adoptive father. I have nothing to repay. I have an ancestral craft that I have always treasured in my family. I want to give it to my elder brother." .”
As she spoke, she took out an oil paper bag from her sleeve and handed it over.
Murong Han took it and opened it and took a look. He saw a snow-white granular thing. He asked doubtfully: "What is this?"
Gu Yunxiao said in a proud tone: "Fine salt!"
Murong Han's eyes suddenly lit up. He stretched out his fingers and dipped some. After tasting it, he said with great surprise: "Did you use coarse salt to make it? How many such fine salts can be made from a pound of coarse salt, and how much is the damage? The manufacturing process What materials are needed and how much money is needed?"
Gu Yunxiao admired Brother Murong for his quick thinking and grasping the key points of the problem.
She said frankly: "There is basically no damage, and the materials consumed are also very cheap."
"really!"
Gu Yunxiao nodded heavily and said, "Of course!"
Murong Han put his hands behind his back and walked around the room and said, "I can't ask for your ancestral craftsmanship in vain. What benefits do you want?"
"Brother Murong please support me. I want to find out the truth about my foster father's death as soon as possible and avenge his death."
"This is a matter of duty! Let's do this. How about giving you 10% of the profit from the fine salt processed in the future? I will find a few reliable people, and you will be responsible for teaching them."
Gu Yunxiao was overjoyed. Brother Murong was not only approachable, but also magnanimous and fastidious in his work.
With this income, your family's economic conditions can be greatly improved.
She said gratefully: "Okay!"
Soon, Murong Han simply wrote an agreement and both parties signed it.
Song Captou was dumbfounded again, Yun Xiao actually had the ancestral skill of processing fine salt.
Who doesn't know that this is a hugely profitable business.
He offered it up in just a few words?
Yunxiao's status in his heart rose again.
Murong Han glanced at Mr. Song and said, "Don't tell anyone about the fine salt!"
Capt. Song knew the stakes of this matter very well. He nodded seriously and said, "Don't worry, Mr. County, I won't tell anyone."
Murong Han continued: "Captain Song, in the morning you take Brother Gu to go through the formalities for the appointment, and then ask Mrs. Wu in the sewing room to make two sets of Captor's clothes. Then go find a suitable saber. If you don't have one, get one. .”
The words are full of protection.
Song Captou heard it, and the county magistrate valued and loved the little brother of the Gu family, so he nodded readily and said, "Okay!"
