Poor family farming: the sick and weak scholar's wife is very sturdy

Chapter 323
In the Guanyin Temple in the suburbs of Beijing, Wang Yao is kneeling devoutly on the futon, clasping his hands together, and muttering:
"Bodhisattva, Yao'er, I beg you to bless Brother Xilin to turn the danger into safety. Lin Xiao has no place to die."

Wang Yao's lips were slightly parted, she kept praying, her face was full of devotion.

Ever since she learned that Yu Xilin was buried in the sea to save Lin Xiao, her hatred and annoyance had nowhere to vent. She kept talking about Yu Xilin day and night, stubbornly thinking that Yu Xilin was not dead, and praying to the Bodhisattva to make him safe soon. return.

However, it seemed that this kind of prayer would only spread farther and farther, and eventually turned into her obsession and deep-rooted hatred for Lin Xiao.

Zhao Qian who was standing in front of the door shook his head helplessly when he saw this scene.

He knew that Wang Yao's behavior was deceiving himself and others.

"Yao'er, uncle asked me to take you home!"

Wang Yao worshiped Guanyin Bodhisattva three times devoutly, and then got up with the help of the maid.

She followed Zhao Qian silently, her face was still icy cold, and she could not see any emotional fluctuations.

Zhao Qian took Wang Yao out of the Guanyin Temple, and then got into the carriage.

"Yao'er, it's been a long time since this matter happened, not to mention that the Yu family doesn't care, why do you bother yourself?"

Zhao Qian sat in the carriage and sighed softly: "You have to come out!"

Hearing "Yu's family", anger flashed across Wang Yao's pretty face, and she gritted her teeth and said:
"They have never treated Brother Xilin with the slightest affection, so why would they care about his life?"

After all, the cold-blooded appearance of the members of the Yu family who ignored everything and were superior appeared in her mind.

"Yaoer."

Zhao Qian wanted to persuade Wang Yao again, but was interrupted by Wang Yao:

"Brother, what happened to what I asked you to do?"

"Brother's workshop has been completely owned by the imperial court, Yao'er, in fact, we really don't need to be so desperate, if Lin Xiao didn't come up with a way to make salt."

"Who told him to kill brother Xilin?! This is the retribution he deserves!"

Wang Yao waved her hands irritably, lifted the gauze curtain on the carriage, and stared blankly at the scenery outside the window:
"Brother Xilin, once I finish taking care of the person who killed you, I will find you, no matter where the world is, I will find you!"

Wang Yao's beautiful eyes are filled with endless hatred.

She wants to use her own hands to help Yu Xilin get revenge!
Zhao Qian sighed helplessly:
"Yao'er, does it have to be like this?"

Wang Yao did not speak, but nodded firmly.

Zhao Qian knew that it would be futile to persuade him any further, so he could only pin his hopes on the person sent out to look for Lin Xiao. He had to find a way to contact Lin Xiao, and then inform him!

Outside the tents of the Turks, the coarse salt fed to the livestock was piled up into hills.

Lin Xiao slowly melted the coarse salt with water, then poured it into a special bamboo tube, and then knocked the bottom of the bamboo tube through.

In this way, a simple filter is produced.

Because the impurity content of the coarse salt fed to livestock is too high, the light filtration is repeated seven or eight times, until the filtered concentrated brine is as clear and pure as a mountain spring, Lin Xiao can safely pour the concentrated brine into the pot for the last step fried.

Xiyue stared at the hot iron pot in disbelief, watching with her own eyes that the concentrated salt water gradually turned into snow-white and crystal-clear fine salt under Lin Xiao's stirring.

"This is fine salt?"

Xiyue has never seen such a miraculous method.

Lin Xiao smiled, took a pottery bowl and filled it up, and handed it to Xiyue:
"How about a taste?"

Xiyue couldn't wait to scoop a little and put it into her mouth, feeling that her mouth was filled with a strong salty taste, she closed her eyes and savored it carefully:
"Salty, very salty, but it seems to have a bit of umami taste, and the taste seems to be better than the sky-high price of fine salt sold in the market!"

Lin Xiao nodded in affirmation.

This type of coarse salt has a very high mineral content, so the umami taste will be more prominent.

"Great! Great! The salt problem is solved! I'm going to tell my brother!"

Xiyue jumped up excitedly holding the pottery bowl, and then quickly ran to Lord Haolian's tent, shouting as she ran:

"Brother! The salt problem is solved!"

Hearing the sound of his sister cheering, Prince Helian, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, was overjoyed and jumped up from the bed:
"really?"

Xiyue handed the pottery bowl containing salt to Lord Hao Lian, and motioned him to taste it.

Prince Helian scooped up a spoonful impatiently, and put it directly into his mouth regardless of the saltiness.

then
He was stunned, and then trembling with excitement, his voice was a little choked:
"Great! Great! It's really salt! And it's so fresh!"

Xiyue smiled and nodded, then approached Lord Haolian's ear, and praised Lin Xiaoyi.

She has become Lin Xiao's number one fan now, wishing she could use the most beautiful language in the world on Lin Xiao!
Hearing his sister's narration, Prince Helian heaved a long sigh, his face darkened a bit:

"Why don't such talents belong to our Turkic country? Alas! If we can have such wonderful people, then why don't our Great Turks not be able to unify the Central Plains!"

"It's not impossible to make him the son-in-law of our Turkic country."

Xiyue blinked her big eyes, and suddenly suggested: "Why don't you let me marry him?"

"Ah?!" Prince Hao Lian's eyes widened in surprise.

Xiyue pouted and said coquettishly: "Brother, my sister has grown up, and I like him very much. Don't refuse, or my sister will never talk to you again!"

At the end, Xiyue stuck out her little tongue at Lord Haolian.

Prince Hao Lian patted her forehead with a wry smile: "Hey, you girl, I really can't do anything about you."

The children of the prairie are so bold and straightforward, as long as it is what they like, no matter whether it is successful or not, they will try their best to fight for it.

Lin Xiao was at a loss for what to do by the sudden gift of marriage.

what's the situation?
Make a piece of salt, how can you be married?
Doesn't that girl Xiyue hate her very much, why is she willing to be engaged to her in a blink of an eye?
baffling!

Besides, my true identity is a woman!
Lin Xiao looked at Yu Xilin who was standing on the side as if begging for help, hoping that he could help.

Yu Xilin, who received the distress signal, coughed twice, then saluted Prince Helian, and said calmly:

"My lord, you have to think twice about this marriage!"

Prince Helian raised his eyebrows slightly: "What objection do you have?"

Yu Xilin replied calmly: "As far as I know, Mr. Lin has a very close relationship with the Ninth Prince Li Yuyan. If the princess marries him, it's hard to say that the princess will become their hostage."

Hearing this, Prince Helian was silent for a moment.

He took a deep breath and said:
"Let me think about the matter of bestowing marriage!"

After he finished speaking, he left the tent, leaving Lin Xiao with a dazed face.

(End of this chapter)