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Chapter 211 Old Zhu Biaoer Give Up

On the morning of New Year's Eve, Li Shanchang and Song Lian came to congratulate Zhu Biao on the new year. They all wore new clothes and new shoes and socks, and they were all beaming.

Only Zhu Biao and the science and technology officials from the Academy of Science and Technology were frowning. The snow-white fine salt they were trying to make failed.

Zhu Biao was a little worried, but Sanbao advised him not to give up, and then went to buy a lot of things that Zhu Biao asked him to buy before.

Sitting in the front hall of the Academy of Science and Technology, Li Shanchang said to Liu Bowen: "Grand Liu, why don't you persuade His Royal Highness, since this snow-white salt is so difficult to refine, it's better to use the previous craftsmanship."

"That's right, Mr. Liu, why don't you persuade His Highness the Crown Prince to spend his thoughts on those candidates." Song Lian shook his head.

Although everyone didn't talk about it, they actually wanted to persuade Zhu Biao that the salt before was edible.And why bother.

Liu Bowen smiled and said to them: "Li Xiang, Master Song, when he followed His Royal Highness to conquer Beiyuan, the cannon and firecrackers exploded. It was His Highness the Crown Prince and those craftsmen who improved it. Why don't we be patient."

Hu Weiyong and Yang Xian stood on both sides, and finally Ye Boju shook his head and said: "I think this snow-making salt is really time-consuming, even if it is refined, what's the use?"

Lu Chang shook his head and said, "Your Highness personally promised His Majesty that if you can't control it, His Highness the Crown Prince will feel bad."

Liu Bowen nodded: "Everyone, everyone is here to celebrate the New Year. If everyone is worried about His Royal Highness, why don't we work together to find a way to make fine salt is also a good thing."

"Exactly, the coarse salt eaten by ordinary people is not harmless to the body. Since His Royal Highness is willing to bother, why don't you support him?" Yang Xian took Liu Bowen's words.

His Royal Highness threw the crushed salt into the clear water again, tossing and tossing, it was a waste of time and salt.

Song Lian wanted to speak, but couldn't.After all, there are some things that require Li Xiang to make up his mind.

Seeing that several people were waiting for Li Shanchang to speak, Liu Bowen also knew that Li Shanchang's words are now the benchmark of civil servants, eloquent.

He shook his head, got up and left, saying that he still had matters concerning the National Academy of Scholars in March to deal with.

Hu Weiyong understood Li Shanchang, they thought making fine salt was useless, and making it would be superfluous, besides, His Highness hadn't made it yet.

After discussing, everyone went to see Zhu Yuanzhang and explained the matter.

For his son who said that he wanted to refine salt, he would not blame and punish him if he failed to refine it.

It was good intentions to see a group of ministers, and Lao Zhu then went to the Academy of Science and Technology.

The Academy of Science and Technology is divided into small courtyards. Except for the vegetable seedlings covered with straw curtains and the experimental vegetable fields, the rest are a few carpenters who build new farm tools according to the drawings.

Walking back, there were several earthen pots emitting a stench, and Lao Zhu took a look.The science and technology museum next to it immediately said that it was a new type of fertilizer made by retting.

Passing through the shelf for drying medicinal materials, and beside those blacksmiths, Lao Zhu stood in a small yard, and saw some bamboo tubes and various pots and pots in it.

He heard Zhu Biao's voice coming from inside.

"Check the filtered one, Guxiang is trying."

The cost of salt is actually not high. Over the past dynasties, the price has been increased layer by layer by traders and various parties, and the price in the hands of the common people has more than doubled by more than ten times.

These days, Zhu Biao also knows that some ministers in the DPRK and Zhan Shifu think that making fine salt by themselves is useless.

They just dare not say it outright.

Sanbao stood by and prepared, cleaning the small stone mortar and the wooden stick with which the coarse salt was crushed just now, and asked the little eunuch next to him to clean the gauze immediately for later use.

"Prepare the bamboo tube, the charcoal block, and the sand."

The science and technology officer is busy.

In front of Zhu Biao was an iron pot, and the fire was burning again, turning the faces of the people around him red.

"Biao'er, let's forget it, let's give up."

Seeing his son working so hard, Lao Zhu also felt distressed.

When Zhu Biao heard the voice, he turned his head and glanced at Lao Zhu and said, "I have found the mistake, try again, fine salt is better than coarse salt, it will definitely be useful."

Old Zhu saw that Zhu Biao was so stubborn, so he left the Academy of Science and Technology, and discussed with Li Shanchang and others about the coming year.

The three treasures then handed over quicklime and alum, sulfur, charcoal, bluestone, cinnabar and other things.

"He Qing, take coarse salt, mash it, and add water."

"Yes, Your Highness the Crown Prince." He Qing fetched coarse salt and began to grind it.

Sanbao is familiar with the steps, and immediately prepares enough bamboo tubes, gauze, quicklime and water.

Then put sand and carbon in order to make a filter device.

Zhu Biao started after confirming each step again.Then pour the brine obtained through the filter into the pot in front of you and cook.

He kept making mistakes removing the calcium hydroxide stuff before, so this time he made sure there was nothing wrong.

Since everyone felt that making fine salt was useless, he made it for them to see if it was useful.

The fire is strong, and the pot is a pot of filtered salt water,
After the water is boiled dry, you will have salt that you can use.

Several times before, although the salt was in the form of fine powder, the taste was very unpalatable. When the science and technology officer helped to try it, he put it in his mouth and couldn't help but spit it out.

Zhu Biao knew what the problem was, and the impurities inside were the most difficult to remove, so he prepared brine this time.

The brine was no longer tumbling, and something like hoarfrost began to appear around the iron pan.

Sanbao held the prepared soft brush, and waited for the order from his family's prince, more and more white salt and brine gradually decreased.

Thick white crystals appeared inside the iron pot.

"It's done!" Zhu Biao heaved a sigh of relief, and sat on the chair next to him: "It's done, Gu is finally done."

Zhu Biao ordered the three treasures to wait for the water to dry, and then began to brush off the salt shovel around the iron pot.He nervously tasted it, and although the taste was a little different from later generations, it was not bad.
"You all have a taste!" Zhu Biao said to the other technology officials.

"The minister obeys the order."

They took some and tasted it on the tip of their tongues. The taste was much better than coarse salt, and it was also easy to melt.

"He Qing, find a clean bamboo tube and pack it up."

Zhu Biao happily brought salt to see Lao Zhu.

When Li Shanchang and the others saw His Royal Highness bringing a few people, they thought it was him who wanted to plead guilty.

Lao Zhu hurriedly said: "Biao'er, forget it if you don't make it, we don't blame you."

"His Royal Highness, it doesn't matter whether the salt is the same. Don't worry, Your Highness." Li Shanchang and several civil servants comforted Zhu Biao.

"Gu..." Zhu Biao glanced at them, took out the bamboo tube in his hand and said, "Father, my son has done it, please check it."

The eunuch next to him was going to prepare plates and spoons, but Lao Zhu stopped him. He poured salt out of his palm, licked it with the tip of his tongue, and said to Li Shanchang and the others after a while, "You guys also come and taste the salt."

"Slow down." Zhu Biao divided a small portion of the salt for them to try, and put the rest in the bamboo tube: "These are still useful."

Li Shanchang took a look, tasted some, rolled his eyes, and said to Song Lian and the others around him, "How do you feel?"

"The taste is pure, without the strange smell before, and it melts in the mouth." Hu Weiyong said truthfully after tasting it.

"We think so too."

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