"Congratulations, congratulations."

Zhang Jiuyan couldn't stop talking and looked at Yang Ai, which was also very friendly.

This guy is good at talking and is adorable.

When Li Wencheng and Fan Mingyi saw that Zhang Jiuyan had joined, they ordered people to kill pigs and sheep.

They are naturally extremely excited to attach so much importance to themselves.

Both of them just felt that they had not voted for the wrong person.

At this time, Yang Ai was happy again and said, "Big brother, your snow salt has been made, and our copycat is about to develop."

When Zhang Jiuyan heard this, his eyes were straightened and he asked hurriedly: "Really, why is it so sudden? You are not lying to me, are you?"

Yang Ai smiled and said, "Brother, how dare I lie to you? Actually, Xueyan Da became the day before yesterday, but because of concerns that it affects your war, I didn't tell you,

If the eldest brother doesn’t believe it, I’ll show you now.”

"Okay, no, I'll just go see it myself."

Zhang Jiuyan was very happy. This salt was a big deal. If it was done well, it would be like robbing money from now on. It was related to future development plans. How could Zhang Jiuyan not worry about it?

"Two masters, you guys, come and have a look."

When he went out, Zhang Jiuyan did not forget to let Li Wencheng and Fan Mingyi go together, which was also a kind of trust in them.

Li Wencheng and Fan Mingyi were confused, not knowing what this snow salt was, but the name was always salt.

Although salt is a valuable item, it is only relative to ordinary people.

For Zhang Jiuyan at this time, that was nothing, so why bother making such a fuss?

Both of them didn't understand why Zhang Jiuyan was so concerned about this salt, but Zhang Jiuyan asked them to follow him, so they naturally followed happily.

Soon, we arrived at the small warehouse exclusively for Yang Ai.

This is a room that Yang Ai owns. No one can enter except Yang Ai herself.

Once, Zhang Jiuyan entered accidentally and was scolded by the boy Yang Ai, which shows his privacy.

This time is no exception. Zhang Jiuyan and the others can only wait outside. Yang Ai went in alone to get the salt.

"This guy doesn't know what privacy is hidden inside. Even I can't go in and see it. If I have the chance in the future, I have to go in and take a look."

Zhang Jiuyan was muttering in his heart, and Yang Ai came out happily holding a jar.

"Big brother, look."

Yang Ai opened the jar and saw that it was covered with fine salt as fine as dust and as white as snow.

Li Wencheng and Fan Mingyi didn't care about it before, and only thought that Zhang Jiuyan was too much of a big deal.

Now I was stunned and couldn't react for a long time.

They are craftsmen and do a lot to those rich masters. They also know a little about the lives of rich masters.

They knew that even if they were gentry, the salt they ate at home could not be so white and fine.

In comparison, their salt is worse than the salt they see now.

Li Wencheng looked at the salt that he had never seen before and asked Zhang Jiuyan in disbelief: "Master Jiu, is this really salt? Why is it the same as it fell from the sky?"

Fan Mingyi was also very surprised. Such salt completely subverted his perception, and he couldn't believe that there was such good salt in the world.

"Hahaha,,,"

Zhang Jiuyan felt even more happy when he saw them like this.

The more they do this, the more successful their salt is, the more impact they will bring.

This makes it easier to make money with your own salt.

Zhang Jiuyan slapped his chest, "Of course it's salt, and it's the best salt in the world. I call it snow salt. This is salt that can only be eaten by the gods in the sky. If you don't believe it, I'll give it to you."

At this time, Zhang Jiuyan couldn't help but start promoting his salt.

The sooner this publicity work, the better.

Don’t care who it is, they just want to believe that this salt is good and the best salt in the world cannot compare to.

Whether they believe it or not, they will always spread it after they go back. The more mysterious it is, the more people like it, the more people will believe it.

In order to make them believe their words, Zhang Jiuyan squeezed a little salt in his hand and reached into their mouths to let them taste the taste.

As soon as Li Wencheng and Fan Mingyi touched the salt, their eyes suddenly became straight.

Li Wencheng said in surprise: "Well, salt is salt, salt,"

Li Wencheng couldn't help but pinched some from the jar and chewed it in his mouth.

"Jiu Master, this is really salt. It is more than ten times better than the salt I ate at the squire and landlord's house."

Fan Mingyi also said: "Yes, this salt looks extremely precious. Master Jiu said this is the salt eaten by the gods. I dare not doubt it at all. This should be the salt that only the gods can eat."

Zhang Jiuyan was very proud, and Yang Ai on the side was also happy. He knew how Zhang Jiuyan got the salt.

Now that Li Wencheng and Fan Mingyi have been praised by him, Zhang Jiuyan’s face is not red and his heart is not beating. Yang Ai also admires him.

But then again, when he first saw these salts, it was not much better than Li Wencheng and Fan Mingyi.

"Hahaha,,,"

Zhang Jiuyan was very happy and said seriously: "Do you still have to doubt it? This is the salt eaten by the gods.

You are all your own people, so I won't hide it from you. This is by chance that I have received the gods in my dreams. This is how good salt is made.

Otherwise, even the emperor in the palace would not be able to see this salt, not to mention you.

As he said that, Zhang Jiuyan winked at Yang Ai, and Yang Ai immediately understood it.

"Yes, yes, the eldest brother was taken away by the gods in his dream and became a closed disciple. This was taught by the gods and made into this snow salt. Otherwise, where would we see it?"

Children's words are always easier to believe.

In addition, this salt is indeed unheard of and unheard of.

Moreover, Zhang Jiuyan was extremely prestige at this time and his words were extremely convincing. Li Wencheng and Fan Mingyi believed this set of rhetoric.

"Congratulations to Master Jiu and Congratulations Master Jiu. Master Jiu is blessed by the gods and his future will definitely be limitless."

"Yes, yes, you are the disciple of the gods. That's only half of the gods. We can follow 9 masters to do business, that's really a blessing we have cultivated for several lifetimes."

Most of the ancients were superstitious. Now, under the tricks of Zhang Jiuyan and Yang Ai, Li Wencheng and Fan Mingyi almost confessed Zhang Jiuyan as Bodhisattvas.

Soon, Zhang Jiuyan got the guidance of the gods and made snow salt that only gods could eat.

This news spread quickly in the parody of Li Wencheng and Fan Mingyi.
Chapter completed!