My hotel is full of emperors throughout history.

"That's easy!"

Chen Mo chuckled.

"We have a book here that's full of ways to make money."

"oh!"

Old Zhu and the others' eyes lit up.

"Bring it here immediately!"

Chen Mo walked into the room.

A moment later, he came out, holding a book in his hand.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked over expectantly and saw that the book was clearly labeled with the two large characters "Criminal Law".

Old Zhu: ……

The emperors: ...

"Snapped!"

Chen Mo slammed the criminal law document onto the table.

"Tell me, can you make money by remembering things on this?"

"Screw you! Get serious!"

Old Zhu cursed angrily.

"If you keep making fun of us, I'll whip you with my belt!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo's smile vanished.

"Didn't I already tell you how to make money? Go fight Japan, that place is full of silver!"

"You're right, but the problem is we'll need money to fight Japan!"

"What I really want to know is if there's any way to make money quickly!"

"I also want to ask this question."

Li Shimin and the others also spoke up, their eyes all turning to Chen Mo.

"Ideally, it should be a method that can generate income sustainably."

"How to make money? Let me think..."

Chen Mo fell into deep thought.

His gaze swept around, finally landing on the kitchen, and his eyes lit up as if he had suddenly thought of something.

Then he went into the kitchen.

A moment later, he came out with a plastic bag and casually placed it in the center of the table.

Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to it.

The contents of the bag were as white as fresh snow in the dead of winter, and as delicate as freshly frozen shaved ice.

"This is... salt???"

Ying Zheng stared blankly.

"Can salt be that white?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Che and the others immediately moved closer, their eyes flashing with sharp light.

"So white...so fine! Could this salt be from a celestial palace?"

Li Shimin even stretched out his fingertip, carefully picked up a small pinch of the snow-white crystal, and put it into his mouth.

The next moment, his brows furrowed sharply, and the muscles in his cheeks twitched slightly involuntarily.

However, the shock on his face was far more intense than his discomfort.

"This...this really is salt?!"

Li Shimin was visibly shocked.

"It tastes only salty... without a trace of bitterness, astringency, or any other off-flavor! I have never tasted such a pure flavor before."

Old Zhu became even more anxious and grabbed Chen Mo.

How is this salt made? What is the cost?

Chen Mo chuckled.

"How much do you think this bag of salt costs?"

Old Zhu was silent for a moment, then asked tentatively.

"Thirty yuan?"

"Pfft..."

Chen Mo couldn't help but laugh.

"If this thing can sell for thirty dollars, then the sound of gunfire at the shooting range will be like the sound of cannons."

"Then...ten dollars?"

Zhu Di lowered the price slightly.

Chen Mo shook his head.

"There can't be only three pieces, can there?"

Liu Che laughed as if joking.

However, after seeing Chen Mo nod, he fell silent and tentatively asked.

"Really selling for three dollars?"

As he spoke, he lowered his head, glanced at the spotless white salt, and then thought about how the salt he ate in the palace was far less white and fine, and fell silent.

The ordinary people of later generations ate much better than him!

"Since it's so cheap, how do you make it?"

Old Zhu asked hurriedly.

Chen Mo chuckled.

"The principle behind this is not complicated. The core lies in dissolving, filtering, evaporating, and crystallizing."

"Dissolve mineral salt or coarse salt in water, filter out mud and sand and insoluble matter, then boil or sun-dry the brine to obtain crystals. If a whiter color is desired, the salt can be dissolved and crystallized repeatedly; this is called recrystallization. If pure alkali, lime, or other substances are present, impurities such as calcium and magnesium can be removed to obtain a purer salt."

Everyone listened in a daze, and in the end they only understood the gist of it.

"Dissolve it in water, then dry it in the sun, then dissolve it again; you can also add lime..."

"As for production volume..."

Chen Mo pointed to the salt.

"This salt is mainly produced from rock salt. What do you think of its production volume?"

"Hiss~!"

Everyone gasped in shock, then their eyes flashed with a sharp light.

But soon, some people's faces turned ugly.

Liu Che's brows furrowed tightly.

"If this commodity could be mass-produced, its price would be as cheap as dirt. Even with strict government control, what would be the foundation of the salt monopoly policy? Salt profits are the foundation of military expenditures; low profits mean a weak nation!"

If salt really becomes cheap, then how will he make money?

If the imperial court has no money, where will the military funds come from?

Without military funds, how could he fight the Xiongnu?

How can we fight Japan then?

Li Shimin's reaction was equally complex.

"If the people could obtain this salt themselves, that would be wonderful. However... if the profits from salt and iron were suddenly lost, how would the national treasury sustain itself? How would the border troops be paid? If local powerful families obtained this method, they could become as wealthy as a nation and disregard the authority of the monarchy. What would become of them then?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng spoke in a deep voice.

"This weapon must not be shown to others. This is not salt, but a vital national treasure."

"The method should be like the art of weapon forging, kept secret in the palace, with artisans kept in captivity, and not a single word should be leaked out, otherwise a great disaster will surely follow."

"That's true, but... salt tax makes up the bulk of the imperial court's revenue..."

Zhu Di also spoke.

"If salt becomes cheaper, then the salt tax will decrease, and the imperial court won't be able to collect the money. Wouldn't that cause trouble?"

"Of course, you make money from the rich. How much money can ordinary people make?"

Chen Mo chuckled.

"As I said before about glass products, things sold to wealthy people can't just be products; the most important thing is the story!"

Chen Mo lightly tapped the bag of snow-white salt with his finger.

"Modern salt usually contains added iodine, which can prevent thyroid-related diseases, promote children's intellectual development, and maintain overall health."

"So, can everyone take this salt back with them?"

Chen Mo cleared his throat and pointed to the salt road.

"This is the Imperial Jade Liquid Salt, made from pure salt from overseas sacred mountains. It is prepared through nine steaming and nine sun-drying processes, and is supplemented with a secret recipe. It has the effect of cleansing the marrow and purifying the body, and enlightening the mind."

"I'll sell you this salt for a hundred strings of cash, no problem, right?"

"One hundred guans? One hundred thousand fen???"

When Liu Che heard the price, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Manager Chen, even if this is truly divine salt, a mere bag, barely a pound, is worth a hundred strings of cash?"

"Those aristocratic families, no matter how much money they have, they don't spend it like this! Will they really buy it?"

"You just don't understand, do you?"

Chen Mo remained calm and tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

"For those top-tier aristocratic families and those with generations of immense wealth who don't know what to do with their money, what they buy is never material possessions, but rather status and something that others don't have."

He leaned forward slightly, a cunning glint in his eyes.

"If you price it at ten strings of cash, they'll think it's acceptable and buy some casually."

"If you price it at fifty strings of cash, they will consider it too expensive and think it over."

"But if you price it at one hundred strings of cash, and tell them that this is the same kind of celestial product displayed in front of His Majesty's desk, with the function of prolonging life, and that the annual production is limited to the palace and a small amount is released out."

"Of course, one hundred strings of cash might be too little, it could even be more."

Chen Mo chuckled.

"What they see is no longer salt, but a ticket to the highest echelons of society!"

"If you sell it too cheaply, they'll just scoff—'This is it? It dares to call itself a royal delicacy?'"

"But isn't this just ordinary salt?"

Li Shimin picked up a small amount with his fingers.

"It's definitely not worth that price!"

"As I said before, the price of luxury goods is not only the item itself, but also the status it represents and the value it brings you."