The clay pot is khaki, the size of an adult's head, it seems that it has been used for a long time, and the edges are very worn, and the pattern that should have been drawn on the surface of the pot is only vaguely visible. real.
"My lord, I think you need to know about this discovery."
The Swadian farmer walked quickly, holding the old clay pot with a very cautious expression.
"Hey, wait a minute."
But for Kant, his brows could not help but frown.
Especially looking at the shabby earthen pot, he couldn't help frowning: "If what you're talking about is this broken pot that should be disposed of and buried, I don't think I need to bring it over."
There is no porcelain technology in this world, but it does not mean that there is no technology for making advanced pottery.
Exquisite high-grade pottery is also expensive.
Especially when viewed with Kant’s noble eyes, no one cares about this dilapidated clay pot except for the poor who have nothing. Even if it is thrown in the corner of the street, if there is no cleaner to take the initiative to clean it, it is estimated that it will be left for a long time. No one will pick it up.
The Lion Principality is rich in clay, so there is no shortage of high-grade pottery and low-grade pottery.
"No, not this clay pot."
The Swadian farmer also shook his head in explanation.
"What is that?" Kant was slightly curious.
"it is this."
When the farmer came to Kant, he was still holding the dilapidated clay pot carefully. It seemed that there was something in it, and with the sunlight, it was conspicuously covered with white flowers.
Kant was slightly taken aback.
It seems a little familiar.
His eyes scanned the clay pot carefully, and the white object inside was a pile of white solid powder.
And this kind of thing instantly appeared in Kant's mind.
"Salt?" His eyes widened slightly.
And the farmer nodded accurately and said, "Yes, my lord, it's salt."
There was a bit of joy in Kant's eyes.
In this backward world, salt and sugar are scarce condiments. Even as the youngest son of a duke and the baron of the Lion Principality, he brought less than two baskets of such condiments when he came to his fief.
10 pounds of salt, 10 pounds of sugar, and 5 pounds of black pepper, this is the seasoning he got when he was entrusted with the baronship.
"Where did this pot of salt come from?"
Kant couldn't help swallowing, seeing this farmer was very invigorated.
"In the tent of those gnolls, there is a relatively large tent, and this clay pot was inside when we cleaned it." The farmer replied, pointing to the grass not far away.
"Gnoll?"
Kant licked his lips, but frowned slightly.
Scanning the tent that hadn't been completely folded up, it was made of animal skins and linen, and it looked bigger than ordinary Gnoll tents, and he knew something in his heart.
That should be the tent of the leader of the gnolls.
Although they are primitive races, they still have ranks, and the leader also owns most of the property in the tribe.
But what made Kant curious was why there was salt in this gnoll tribe. You must know that even in the richer Lion Principality, the families of those small landlords probably don't have so much salt!
"This should be the salt produced in the desert salt mine."
Some desert robbers spoke with affirmation in their tone, obviously they knew this kind of salt.
In particular, their eyes glanced at the white salt powder in the clay pot, and the slightly gray appearance confirmed their statement: "And it is also an open-pit salt mine, coarse salt collected from those saline-alkali lands."
"Coarse salt from saline-alkali land?" Kant turned his head and raised his eyebrows.
The desert robbers nodded and said, "That's right, it's similar to the salt produced in the salt mines of the Sultanate of Sarande."
At the same time, these desert robbers also added: "However, these salts should be coarse salt collected and simply cleaned up. There is a small amount of sediment in the taste, so the taste is very bad. Generally, the artisans of Sarande will use water to wash the coarse salt. Strain it once, then boil it back into a finer table salt."
"That's right." Kant nodded slightly.
But looking at the coarse salt in the clay pot in front of his eyes, he was also thinking.
"If we speculate like this, then we can be sure that there may be a saline-alkali land deep in the Nalun Desert?" Kant tried his best to maintain a calm face, but his voice was a little excited.
The desert bandit nodded affirmatively: "If nothing else happens, it is indeed so."
A look of joy appeared on Kant's face.
Even though he tried his best to control his expression, the joy in his heart still made him a little difficult to control.
"This is really good news!"
Kant swallowed, his fists clenched.
Salt may not be a big deal in the modern era of the earth, but throughout history, this salty condiment, whether in the East or the West, represents luxury, expensive, and exclusive to the rich. synonym!
And in this sword and magic, society is similar to the mysterious plane of the Middle Ages, and the same is true.
Salt is an expensive condiment, and it is also one of the common materials used by magicians to cast spells. Therefore, mastering this precious material is almost mastering wealth!
Now, in the depths of this barren Nalun Desert, there is a saline-alkali land full of salt.
It really made Kant very excited.
"This is an opportunity!"
He swallowed a mouthful of spit, and there was extreme solemnity in his ecstatic eyes, because as a traveler, he certainly understood what he would gain if he mastered the place where the salt was produced.
wealth.
opportunity.
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 Dherim, and there are no outsiders. Therefore, at present, this secret is only known to him.
[Ding... After some hard work, the oasis has been cleaned up]
[Temporary task: "Reorganize the Oasis" completed]
[Reward: Flour × 20 bags]
[Evaluation: It's just simple physical labor, it can be done easily, isn't it?]
Just when Kant was happy, the system also sent a notification tone.
On the retina, a dialog box appeared, proving that the temporary task he had just received in the morning had been completed.
At the same time, in my mind, in a certain mysterious system space, 20 bags of barley flour have been prepared, which can be realized at any time as long as Kant is willing.
"Double happiness." Kant smiled.
Looking down at the jar of salt under his feet, this was even more surprising to him.
As long as "Deherim" develops and Kant has enough power to protect himself, then these salts can completely become his help, open up the trade line of the Lion Principality, and obtain more wealth.
Salt is almost equal to hard currency!
The retinas in his eyes flickered, and the temporary task of the system was released again.
[Ding...Temporary task release]
[Temporary task: The origin of salt]
[Reward: Standard Swadia House x 5]
[Introduction: Where did the salt come from? This is a problem, please carefully explore the depths of the desert, maybe you can find different resources, such as these precious salts.]
Looking at the dialog box on the retina, Kant shook his head and chuckled.
Even if the system doesn't have this task, he will definitely arrange people to search where the salt comes from.
"Saline land? That's mine!"
Kant's face was determined.
It would be a pity if such a precious resource was occupied by those primitive gnolls.
This kind of salt mine resource must be mastered by Kant.
There is no hypocritical benevolence or excuses. To put it bluntly, Kant just wants to occupy this resource to complete his development, even if it will cause conflict with the wolf man tribe, he will not hesitate!
"A Swadian is never afraid."
In the depths of Kant's eyes, there was pride and arrogance.
On the continent of Calradia, the Kingdom of Swadia itself is known as being invincible in field battles. In this world, it is really easy to slaughter some gnolls who were in the primitive tribe period.
And with a system, Kant can support war with war!
Even if the lives of 10 Swadian peasants are exchanged for a place to be promoted to a Swadian knight, it is worthwhile.
"We're thinking long-term."
But Kant restrained his emotions and quickly calmed down.
Salt mines must be found, but of course one needs to be cautious when going deep into the vast Nalun Desert. It is impossible to rush into the desert rashly by relying on system tasks.
But looking at the six desert robbers beside him, the smile on Kant's face was even bigger.
"Fortunately, I have desert experts."
PS: Aha, I was busy signing the contract today, and I went to post the contract again, what a delay.
(end of this chapter)