Interstellar Farming: The sick and weak male protagonist is struggling to survive on money

Chapter 42 Fine Salt
Fu Yunhe's thoughts were guessed by Nian Shutong, and he didn't hide it, and said, "The cost of salt is very low."

Nian Shutong nodded in agreement and said, "It's really low, but don't you think it's too unpalatable?"

Fu Yunhe sat up slowly and said, "It's just adding a little salt, the taste is not very important."

Nian Shutong didn't answer, but asked instead: "Are you used to eating real food, are you still willing to drink nutrient solution?"

"I don't want to."

"When people live well, they are willing to seek a better life, instead of stopping there and no longer pursuing any advancement." Nian Shutong squatted down and grabbed a handful of salt.

"This salt, I can make it better, and the price doesn't need to rise. Is there no demand in the entire interstellar world?"

Nian Shutong took out a big pot from his space button, which was the big pot they usually used to cook corn.

The pot was filled with clean water, and Nian Shutong put coarse salt into the water one by one at a ratio of one to two.

Water is two and salt is one.

When the two are fully fused, the impurities and sand inside are already visible to the naked eye.Nian Shutong easily lifted the cauldron with both hands, and poured all the solution into the filter.

After one pass through the filter, she got a bucket of relatively clean solution.

The bucket of solution was poured into the cleaned cauldron again, and under the cauldron, firewood was added to start the fire.

Nian Shutong held a round stick and began to stir, constantly stirring.

When crystals appeared, she removed the heat from under the pot and continued stirring.

Fu Yunhe looked at the inside of the black pot, there was only a little salt at first, but with the stirring of Nian Shutong, there were more and more fine white crystals.

The salt looks really different.

When there was no more solution in the pot, Nian Shutong also stopped stirring.

There is more salt, not less.

Nian Shutong took out a small wooden stick, dipped it in a little white salt, and handed it to Fu Yunhe.

"Try it."

Fu Yunhe took it, first glanced down, put it in his mouth, and lightly touched it with the tip of his tongue.

Salty is the only taste.

Fu Yunhe couldn't help but think that if the meat of that day had been sprinkled with a little salt.

Don't dare to think about it anymore, he's drooling a little.

"Very good." Fu Yunhe gave his own evaluation.

"Really, do you want to do this business?" Nian Shutong's voice was like a seductive sea monster.

Fu Yunhe immediately realized that her plan was huge.

"What do you need me to do? Just tell me."

Nian Shutong laughed, and stretched out a hand happily, but the hand stopped on top of Fu Yunhe's shoulder again, and then retracted.

Don't get shot dead.

"Xiaohe, I want to sell this salt, but relying on the store, the development is too slow, so I want to sell it live."

Nian Shutong is not aimless. Apart from practicing Dao Dao, he just hangs out on the Star Network, and has studied the Star Network very thoroughly.

Selling goods live is definitely the hottest form of entertainment right now.

Fu Yunhe didn't quite understand and asked: "It doesn't seem like there is any cost to start a live broadcast?"

In other words, he didn't find a point where he needed to spend money.

"Hehehe...Xiaohe, you don't need to pay money, just send people."

out?

Pointing at himself, Fu Yunhe said in disbelief, "You want me to sell it?"

Nian Shutong blinked, this sentence sounded a little bit ambiguous, but the way she thought, there was a little bit of meaning in it.

"Xiaohe, between you and me, there must always be one. Look at my hands and my face. Who would like to look at me."

Fu Yunhe looked at Nian Shutong who showed his hands and face, he only felt that the other party was showing off, and he was not at all sad because of his appearance.

He, the majestic commander of the empire, actually relies on "beauty" to live broadcast and attract traffic?
It turns out that life is not the worst, only worse.

(End of this chapter)