Obviously, they are not calm, at least not yet Whether it is paying 100 million taels of silver, or Datang is disgraced, they can't afford it, so they can only expect a miracle But will a miracle really happen, Lin Zifan can create another miracle If he could, why did he cover the salt bucket to prevent people from looking at other salt makers, holding their heads high and holding their heads high, but Lin Zifan looked like he didn't have confidence no matter how he looked at it As for the other salt makers of the Tang Dynasty, they can be completely ignored It's not that they don't want to give face to their own family, but their family knows their own affairs, and their level, if they can make good salt, Datang doesn't need to hold the world's first salt road conference.
On the high platform, many salt makers placed salt barrels in front of them, lined up.
The three salt makers of Datang stood at the very edge, their faces a little unsightly.
With a casual glance, you can find the gap between the finished salt, and they are not so good that they can't tell the good from the bad, but the white eyes of everyone along the way make them a little difficult to let go.
"You wait for the courage to be commendable, go down."
The national teacher stepped forward and sighed lightly, and the three salt makers smiled bitterly, carried the salt, and left without looking back.
In the dictionary of the Tang people, there are no such words they have, but they are facing difficulties and repeatedly defeating and fighting Therefore, no one blames them for humiliating Datang, they can only say that their skills are not as good as others, and there is nothing worth spurning.
But even if the three of them left, there were still a lot of salt makers left on the high platform The empress looked left and right, frowning slightly, there are so many people, you have to see when you can't taste every bite, and you can't bake to death "Those who think they have a hope of winning the championship stay, the others, go down" Thinking of this, the empress spoke directly.
I think I can get the first place to stay, I don't have that strength, I don't bother to look at how far I go As soon as this remark came out, the faces of most of the salt makers were very unsightly.
After all, they had traveled thousands of miles to attend the meeting, but the empress didn't even bother to look at it But with a glance of his eyes, he saw the calm faces of the other salt masters beside him, the appearance of the old gods, and the snow salt in their salt buckets, but he had to smile bitterly and step down by himself.
There is still to be a forced number, otherwise wouldn't it be better for the empress to step down if she was given the opportunity, and she would have to be crushed by other salt makers With this departure, there were more than 50 people in an instant, and there were less than 20 people left on the stage.
And among these twenty people, there are still a few people who are entangled, stretching their necks to watch, and after seeing the salt of several salt masters, they sighed faintly and went down.
By the end, there were only eleven people left on the stage.
Wei Qige, Lei Meili and other salt masters are all there, and in addition, there is still one Lin Zifan left "Snort, I'm not mistaken, that's Lin Zifan's quasi-prince" "It's him, just now he mysteriously covered the salt bucket with a piece of cloth and didn't let him see it, and now he thinks he can win the championship" "It's really not a bit forced, I'm sorry for Datang's salt-making technology, and Datang's technology is also worthy of being called a salt-making technology to win the championship."
"I don't dare to do this in my dreams, Master Wei, Master Lei, they are all here, where did this self-confidence come from?"
"Maybe it's grandstanding."
"If you say that, it's really possible, after all, it's a quasi-prince, you have to do something to attract the attention of the Tang Emperor."
People from all over the world laughed and laughed, especially those salt makers who stepped down on their own.
Even they are ashamed of themselves, Lin Zifan is a person of the Tang Dynasty Forcing numbers is a good thing, but unfortunately, many people just don't They laughed sarcastically.
"Damn, these guys" Seeing this, the three salt makers of Datang were furious, and they were about to step forward to forcibly reason, but they were suddenly stopped by Xiong Chumo.
"Don't be angry, let's just watch."
"But they laughed at Lord Lin" "Just make them laugh."
Xiong Chumo smiled and shook his head: "The last laugh is the real winner, but unfortunately, they are destined not to have the last laugh." ” "Ah, what do you mean" On the high platform, eleven people lined up, and the empress and others also stepped forward one after another and began to taste salt.
The quality of salt can be judged from three aspects.
The first is naturally the color, the color is good or bad, at a glance The second is the degree of delicacy, which can be seen at a glance when you hold it in your hand.
Thirdly, nature is taste and texture After all, it is table salt, there is no good taste and texture, no matter how beautiful it is, it is useless, and the white and fine lime powder is white and white, but unfortunately it cannot be eaten Looking at the past one by one and tasting the past, whether it is the empress or the civil and military officials, the expressions have become more and more solemn The salt, almost every one of them, was whiter than they had seen before, and tasted better than they had ever tasted In particular, the salt of several famous salt masters is even more superb, which makes them have to marvel in their hearts Even the empress's heart was a little shaken.
"These salts, any kind, are better than the salts that appeared on the market in Datang before, Lin Zifan" The empress's heart sank, but she still never gave up hope, but the civil and military officials smiled bitterly, and almost most of the people's faces were full of loss and despair.
If you can't take out 100 million taels of silver, wouldn't Datang's face be lost "The surname Huo, how much silver do you have in your house" The national teacher whispered.
"Let's get together, I can probably make up a million taels, what about you?"
"Almost" "Two, I can make up hundreds of thousands here," Cao Cheng interjected, and then the three of them looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
In this way, even if the civil and military officials take out all their belongings, plus the treasury or something, they may not be able to make up 100 million taels of silver "Well, Your Majesty, she" They suddenly found that the empress was already standing in front of Lin Zifan, although her face was still indifferent, but there was anticipation in her eyes.
"You're not going to let me down, are you?"
"Nature" Lin Zifan smiled brightly, he turned his back to the rising sun, and looked as if he was surrounded by divine light.
"Not in the past, not now, not in the future" "I Believe in You" The empress nodded her forehead, although her words were light, her feelings were as heavy as Mount Tai Even if everyone in the world doesn't believe in you, I believe in you "With all due respect, I'm afraid this time, Lord Lin is going to break his promise."
At this time, Wei Qige smiled: "The person who won the championship may not be the old man, but it will definitely not be you." ” "Is it?"
Lin Zifan didn't speak, but the empress smiled.
She really believes that Lin Zifan will not let herself down Wow Lin Zifan suddenly lifted the white cloth on the barrel and smiled brightly: "The salt made by the minister Lin Zifan, please appreciate it to Your Majesty":