Chapter 296 The Cunning Fox

In this chaotic world, salt is more valuable than gold!

The cripple uncle almost fell to the ground. He looked at Bai Junjun with horror: "This... so many?"

"Uh?" Bai Junjun was a little stunned. Is there a lot?

In fact, for her half-room salt, there was really not much small pot.

She had intended to help these people with big neck disease, and was worried about how to give salt, so the cripple uncle came to ask for it.

So Bai Junjun didn't control her, so she gave her too much.

This is embarrassing.

Bai Junjun was thinking about how to get over it, and Li Wenli bent her eyes and said, "These salts are from a salt well that we have encountered these days. We went downstream and took a few of them. It was not too much, but it was just enough."

Uncle Crip looked at the two of them in a daze, and suddenly felt like he could not treat them as ordinary children.

Li Wenli said again, "However, it is not a solution to teach people fish. After eating this bucket of salt, everyone returned to the starting point. Who should I ask for salt in the future?"

The cripple uncle immediately looked embarrassed. He also knew that this behavior was no less than asking the child for candy, which was indeed shameful.

Just when the cripple uncle wanted to retreat, Li Wenli spoke again.

"You know a way to refine salt. If you don't dislike me, you can hand it over to you."

"!" Uncle Crip did not expect Li Wenli to say that!

But after a while he was stunned, he finally realized what the boy was saying.

He... wants to teach him how to refine salt?

Could it be that these children’s ancestors were from dry salt merchants?

"This... this is not very good, right?" Uncle Crip subconsciously refused.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to learn it, but that he is very clear about the importance of these ancestral crafts to the faction.

Many craftsmen have ancestral teachings. The ancestral teachings allow future generations to pass on their own craftsmanship prescriptions to never pass on. When passing on to the next generation, they will also pay attention to not passing on the flyer, not passing on the son, not passing on the daughter, not passing on the inside, not passing on the outside, etc.

It was such an important thing to refine salt, but the young man easily told him an outsider.

Although the boy had a innocent heart, he could not pretend to be stupid and obsessed with the secret recipe.

Li Wenli couldn't help but curl her lips when she knew Uncle Crip's thoughts: "If Uncle feels uneasy, you can exchange it with me."

"Take...exchange?" Uncle Crip did not react.

"You can just teach me a little life skill to offset my salt refining recipe, and I don't think it's a loss."

"!"

The cripple uncle was deeply moved at the moment. After a while, he laughed loudly: "Okay! Then let's exchange it. Don't worry, I will definitely not treat you badly. The prescription used to exchange with you will definitely be equal to the value of salt."

"You are polite." Li Wenli said as she cut another piece of meat for the cripple uncle, signaling him not to save the little meat and eat more.

The cripple uncle repeatedly refused, saying that there was still something left in his hand, so he raised his hand and continued to chew on it.

Bai Junjun looked at the incident silently, obviously... she was the one who sent the salt, and the one who was the cripple uncle should thank her.

As a result, the long-sleeved and danceable fox tricked the cripple uncle over in a few words, and the two even reached an agreement in front of her to exchange secret recipes!

With Uncle Crip's character, can he take out something ordinary?

Bai Junjun couldn't help but feel depressed. Is this guy considered intercepting her list?

However, the two who reached the consensus had happily talked about when to hand over, and they didn't care about Mr. Bai who was defeated at all.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!