Interstellar Farming: The sick and weak male protagonist is struggling to survive on money

Chapter 550
Nian Shutong, who had finished announcing the news, had already started to move with the camera of the live broadcast.

"Take everyone to see our salt factory first."

In the camera, everyone clearly saw that after the owner walked a certain distance, he got on a cable car, and the cable car climbed a mountain. Because of the light on the other side of the mountain, everyone clearly knew that it was the sea.

【ocean? 】

[I also have doubts, big doubts. 】

[Don't talk yet, my grandpa said it, watch carefully. 】

[This is simply a way for many people to get rich. 】

[I don't understand why the boss did this? 】

[The structure of the club is so big, we have seen it before. 】

[That's true, I really admire the boss's personality. 】

I don't know when, Nian Shutong's status as the owner has been established tall in the impression of these people.

It seems that she has been giving free and selfless things that StarCraft does not have. Is this something that ordinary people can do?
Naturally not, many people, even a family, rely on a secret recipe to pass on for a lifetime.

However, with such a big news, the comment area was not as lively as usual, because everyone was paying attention to the real salt factory.

Curiosity without capital, and even more curiosity with capital, there is no reason not to seize this huge opportunity to make a fortune.

At this time, Nian Shutong had already got off the cable car, and walked to the edge of the salt drying pond with the camera.

"The salt everyone ate before was all mineral salt, without further refining." Nian Shutong bent down and reached out to grab a handful of coarse salt in the salt pond.

"The salt you eat is probably similar to this. This is what I want to tell you. What we make is sea salt, because I have not yet developed a salt mine here, but if you have a salt mine, you can use the next method to put Just switch from coarse salt to fine salt."

"There is no need to analyze seawater like we do."

Next, Nian Shutong briefly demonstrated the process of purifying coarse salt. When the fine salt came out, a question was asked in the comment area.

【Is it over? 】

【This is the end? 】

【So simple? 】

[We have eaten coarse salt for hundreds of years, what is it for? 】

【So simple? 】

[Don't you need any sophisticated instruments? 】

【Is that so? 】

At the same time, the Yan family who watched Xiaohe's live broadcast was even more dumbfounded.

We invested tens of millions of dollars in research, but you told me that it can be done in one big pot?
Isn't this holding the sole of the shoe and slapping the face?

The current Yan family is in chaos.

In spite of Mr. Yan's obstruction, they insisted on breaking off the cooperative relationship with Xiaohe Live to please Chi's family, but nothing happened to them.

In the end, their bamboo baskets fetched water in vain, but fortunately there is still a market for coarse salt.

But now, Xiaohe Live has announced the method of making fine salt, and they are finished, completely finished.

The salt industry they depend on for survival is about to end.

The three sons of the Yan family continued to watch Xiaohe's live broadcast with their heads drooping. When Mr. Yan walked in from the outside, he looked at these sons with hatred.

"Trash! A bunch of trash!"

Mr. Yan was leaning on crutches, hitting the ground heavily, making a loud noise.

"dad!"

"dad!"

The three sons all got up, with a little hope in their eyes, and they still felt that they had a backer when the old man was there.

Mr. Yan didn't look at his three sons at all, but sat on the top seat and said to everyone below: "Don't you have any other ideas?"

The people below looked at each other in blank dismay. A girl with grandchildren raised her hand, but before she could raise her hand, she was dragged down by a woman beside her.

"Pull what!!"

Mr. Yan yelled loudly, and said to the little girl who raised her hand, "Say it, Yan Huan."

The girl shook off her mother's pull, stood up, and looked at the old man neither humble nor humble.

"Grandpa, I think Xiaohe and the others have announced the salt production law. Although it interrupted our Yan family's monopoly position, it also brought a new market."

"The Yan family in the past couldn't supply the edible salt of the whole planet at all, so now we still have word of mouth and our own brand, seize the opportunity first and produce fine salt, and the Yan family will always have a place."

The old man Yan who sat on the top stared at Yan Huan for a long time, and asked the last question: "What do you think of Xiaohe's live broadcast?"

"Long-term vision and strength are not comparable to our Yan family."

"Good! Good!"

Mr. Yan laughed heartily and waved to Yan Huan.

"God never stops my Yan family."

Mr. Yan took Yan Huan's hand, patted the back of her hand and said, "From now on, stay by Grandpa's side."

"The granddaughter knows."

Yan Huan obediently stood behind the old man, and the old man was unwilling to educate the bunch of rotten wood below.

"Butler, the live broadcast has been recorded."

"Don't worry, master, I haven't missed anything."

"That's fine, that's fine."

Mr. Yan didn't say any more, and stopped other people from speaking. He pointed to the big screen and said, "Let's watch the live broadcast."

At this time, it was a little dark in the live broadcast room, because Nian Shutong was going to the factory area to show everyone the sugar factory.

"Our sugar factory has arrived."

Nian Shutong has already got off the car. In the camera, neat rows of factories stand on both sides of a four-lane wide road.

[Boss, what are these? 】

[It seems that there are potato chips. 】

【How did you know? 】

[Virtual smell. 】

[Your Excellency is a canine, right? 】

Nian Shutong didn't mind everyone knowing, pointing casually with one finger, he introduced with ease, "That's our spicy stick factory, that's a potato chip factory, that's popcorn, that's ham sausage..."

A series of introductions dazzled everyone, and finally Nian Shutong arrived at the sugar factory.

At the same time, the Tang family watching the live broadcast cheered up.

Their mood at this moment is very complicated, because after seeing the salt factory, such a simple method gave them a bad feeling.

At this moment, the Patriarch of the Tang family even hopes that the method of making sugar is very difficult, so that the Tang family will not appear too useless.

As for the impact the announcement of the sugar law will bring to the Tang family, it is not even the most important thing.

Because of the many battles with Xiaohe's live broadcast, the Tang family knew one thing, and there was nothing impossible for the boss to do.

This is the conclusion drawn by Tang's family's blood and tears.

They've already made up their minds, and everyone knows that in such a big interstellar world, there will never be more sugar sellers from their family. As for the position of overlord, will the Chi family be unable to hold on without seeing it?

They are a subordinate family, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

To put it nicely, this is called open-mindedness, and to put it bluntly, it’s called a broken pot, a broken life, and that’s it.

During the live broadcast, Nian Shutong pushed open the door of the sugar factory and said, "Welcome to the world of sugar."

(End of this chapter)