The koi genius doctor has space

Chapter 137 Fine Salt (1)

Resisting the urge to hug Jinshang, she continued flipping through.

All the people in the capital and even the whole world are willing to sacrifice their lives to witness Miss Jing. Legend has it that it is difficult for anyone who has seen Miss Jing to fall in love with her, even if the other woman is as beautiful as a fairy.

Nan Rusheng snorted coldly and said, "Because everyone who has seen Jing Yanrou is blind."

The little eggshell in the books looked back, the owner's face was so dark, sure enough, women's jealousy is really strong.

It was written on the paper: Ms. Jingyan Roujing, she could play the piano at the age of five, and read at the age of six. At the age of seven or eight, she was already the best among all young ladies. She was rewarded by the empress and became a talented woman in the capital.

Nan Rusheng continued to watch, as if she had eaten a lemon, her eyes were squeezed very small, what was she doing when she was four or five years old, sleeping late, living mud
Cough cough, the past life can't compare, but the present life can be compared.

It has to be said that Nan Rusheng is also a talented woman. Although she was naughty in the capital at that time, her talent did not diminish. She was often praised by the only old master in Nancheng.

Speaking of this old master, Nan Rusheng's eyes showed tenderness. He hadn't seen him at the dust-cleaning banquet last time, and he didn't know how he was doing now. That stubborn old guy.
My heart was sour, but I still angrily pushed the few pieces of paper about Jing Yanrou's introduction under the table to put the table legs, "Miss Yi of the Duke's Mansion is amazing, she is still a decent person chosen by heaven."

"The master has found it." Little Eggshell said with a stack of more than a dozen books in front of the table.

"It's quite strong." Nan Rusheng looked at the title of the book, and chose a salt-making method that was most suitable for the inconvenient ancient society. There were more coarse salt in ancient times, and there was no good fine salt. Yes, it may be a lot of wealth.

Nan Rusheng wrote down the method, and when he was about to leave the space, he turned around and asked, "When can we have a direct dialogue and communicate in the depths of our souls."

Little Eggshell quietly stayed beside her, calculated the gap between her perception ability and said, "Eat another hundred boxes of candies."

Nan Rusheng: "."

"I don't want to communicate with you anymore." Nan Rusheng took away all the mints, leaving only one bottle and said, "No more than three a day, you will become the fattest little eggshell."

After Nan Rusheng came out of the space, he began to experiment.

The end of the paper is so shallow that I know that this matter must be carried out.

Nan Rusheng moved out all the salt stocks at home. If Nan Yu didn't insist on keeping a small spoonful, Nan Rusheng might have taken them away.

After washing the mint, Ah Hua sat in the room and went to read a book. The lady did not force her, but she knew that only by working hard can she stand out and be respected by others, so she said slowly: "Dal, please solve this problem." I don’t know the word, I don’t know the word, I don’t know the word.”

"Sister, let me help you." Nan Rufeng saw that his sister was going to fiddle with things again, and he couldn't get his hands on those plasters. This time he also wanted to do it. This is more interesting than a storybook.

Nan Rusheng didn't refuse, but he also wanted Nan Rufeng to learn more, saying, "Prepare a basin of water, clean basin and water."

In an instant, Nan Rufeng brought a wooden basin filled with water, and Nan Rusheng also found bamboo tubes, fabrics, and secretly stole a piece of half-burnt wood and rope from the kitchen.

Nan Rusheng suffocated the fire of the wood, then crushed it and put it aside.

Picking up the bamboo tube, covering it with a cloth, and tying the rope, under Nan Rufeng's curious eyes, Nan Rusheng calmly poured the salt that was as expensive as gold into the water.

Nan Rufeng: "???"

(End of this chapter)