The correct way to open the elf

Chapter 42 Porcelain is introduced
It must be said that the natural environment of the camp was much more suitable for salt drying than the small town where Feng Yu grew up. The evaporated concentrated brine was poured into the pool for crystallization, and within two days a thin layer of granular crystals formed at the bottom.

It was impossible for Feng Yu to work, so he ordered several strong half-orcs sent by Allen to shovel out the salt crystals and pile them on the side. Within two days, a pile of white salt crystals appeared on the drying platform.

At this moment, the salt pond was surrounded by onlookers, including not only dwarves and halflings, but also quite a few elves.

Nicole hurried over after finishing her training. Ailang wanted to solve the big problem of salt for the camp, so how could Nicole not care?

The girl ran over and looked at the white salt flowers on the drying platform. She happily pulled Feng Yu's arm and asked questions excitedly, not noticing that Anthony's face next to her was almost as black as the bottom of a pot.

Alan and Dick have already started working on it. They shovel out the salt crystals from the crystallization pool bit by bit and carefully pile them on the drying salt pile.

"Cough cough." Anthony walked to Feng Yu and coughed twice. Nicole then pouted and let go of Feng Yu's arm.

"Will you not get sick if you eat the salt you added the secret recipe to?"

It was very simple for Feng Yu to make this small pile of pure white salt. Anthony asked the dwarves and halflings who helped him and learned that apart from his sticky secret recipe, the remaining expenses were just the three meals a day for a few workers, and he didn't pay for that.

He couldn't help but think that if such a method could be produced on a large scale, the benefits it would represent would be enormous.

Feng Yu looked at the old man's anxious face and held Nicole's hand in front of Mr. Anthony before answering. Mr. Anthony's long beard trembled, and he looked at the white salt and said nothing.

Hehe, I'm not taking advantage of someone's misfortune!
Feng Yu was delighted to see that Anthony had stopped coughing, but he still shook his head with a serious expression.

"This is only the first step. This kind of salt is still just coarse salt. Although half of the toxins have been removed, it is still not edible. There is another step, and the result is refined non-toxic table salt, which we call refined salt."

Feng Yu "invented" a bunch of terms and continued to fool people.

He directed the half-man workers to shovel out the salt, put it into a large ceramic jar he had fired, added the limestone powder from the Qingshui River that was filtered after boiling wood ash, and continued to stir it until it became a saturated salt solution that salt could not dissolve.

There was a small hole ten centimeters above the bottom of the large ceramic jar, like a beer barrel with a tap at the bottom, which was now blocked by a wooden cork.

Chief Alan, the halfling worker, was standing on a ladder stirring the side of the vat. When the salt could no longer dissolve, he looked at Feng Yu and said, "Brother Darren, this is ready. Can we add more?"

"Did you write down how much salt was melted?"

"I've got it. I'll give them to you once all the jars are melted."

Feng Yu nodded and said, "Okay, then I can write down an average value so I don't have to try to stir it again. Add it, and make sure you don't make a mistake with the amount."

Allen patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry, brother, it's absolutely correct. I practiced for half the night last night."

As he spoke, Alan took out a small white porcelain bottle from his arms, and took out a delicate small spoon that was not much bigger than an ear pick. He carefully placed a small spoonful of white powder from the porcelain bottle into each jar of dissolved salt water, and stirred them.

This is the second ingredient in Feng Yu’s secret recipe, dried and crushed sweet potato starch. Because this thing is made by Feng Yu alone and there are not many finished products, the so-called amount used is pitifully small.

As for the secret recipe, it doesn’t matter how much there is, what’s important is to keep it mysterious.

"Okay, let the salt water in this big vat settle overnight. When the sun rises tomorrow, pull out the cork and pour the clean salt water on the top into the clean salt drying pool. The salt that comes out from the sun will be edible salt."

Feng Yu believed that the salt that had been purified through a secondary crystallization reaction of alkaline water made from limestone water and wood ash was edible salt even on Earth.

Although it would take a few days for the real salt to come out, the onlookers still stared at the white salt piled on the drying platform and were reluctant to leave for a long time. This also made Feng Yu realize how precious salt is here.

Anthony asked, "How is the quality of the refined salt that is finally processed compared to the current sun-dried salt?"

"It is definitely much better than the salt we eat now, both in appearance and taste." Feng Yu guaranteed.

"Before the salt is made, I have a small gift for everyone." As he said this, Feng Yu invited Anthony and others to come to the kiln where he burned mud.

He took out two furnaces of white porcelain that had been fired earlier from a box covered with dry straw and placed them on the table in front of the kiln.

Nicole looked at the smooth porcelain and said in surprise: "Oh my God, this is what you made with mud these days?"

"Yes, this is the tableware we have there."

Nicole carefully picked up a plate and gently stroked the smooth glaze. She couldn't believe that such a beautiful and delicate thing was made of mud.

Anthony also picked up a small bowl and observed it carefully. He used magic to summon a ball of water and put it into the small bowl to test the water permeability of the small bowl in his hand.

“Although this thing is a bit brittle and not suitable for naughty children, it is quite practical, easy to clean, waterproof, and beautiful and exquisite. It is called porcelain, and was developed by our great craftsmen.

But I only make some common porcelains. The more exquisite porcelains can even form beautiful patterns through firing. They are usually regarded as works of art. The expensive porcelains, such as the small bowl, are worth more than ten thousand gold coins. "

After hearing what Feng Yu said, Grandpa Anthony was surprised, but when he thought about it, it made sense. Even an amateur like Feng Yu could make such exquisite tableware. If a master who specialized in this technology made something really beautiful, how beautiful would it be!
"Darren, do we really have to eat from something so exquisite? What if we accidentally break it?"

Feng Yu picked up a small bowl and let go, but before the bowl fell to the ground where it could hardly break, Great Mage Anthony caught it with an instant Mage's Hand spell.

Feng Yu stared at the old man in a daze: "Well, I just want to tell you that this thing is hard to break unless it falls on something hard."

Anthony ignored him and continued to look at the porcelain in his hand.

Feng Yu didn't care. He picked up a straw basket and filled it with tableware and handed it to Nicole: "Here, these are ours. When the salt is made, I will use them to make you a table of delicious food from our place.

Old man, the rest is for you."

(End of this chapter)