From the fusion of Tongbei Quan to the Longevity Martial Saint

At this moment, Fang Qing turned to look at Li Zaotou, and then delivered the final, fatal blow:

"My lords, if I remember correctly, the 1,500 catties that Chief Li had searched my residence for should all be bitter and astringent green salt, right?"

"Then everyone can think about it: if I had mastered the method of producing refined salt that is more valuable than gold, why would I need to collude with salt bandits, go through so much trouble, and sell them very cheap salt?"

"How much is this barley salt worth on the market compared to refined salt?"

"If I were to collude with salt bandits and sell them refined salt directly, I could make even more profit. I don't think anyone would have any objections to that, right?"

Upon hearing this, Guard Lin immediately nodded in agreement.

The price difference between raw salt and refined salt can be described as a hundredfold.

Ignoring the more profitable refined salt...

He colluded with salt bandits, cooperated from within and without, and risked his life to hide 1,500 catties of salt in his residence.

No one with a sound mind would do that.

The only possibility is that someone framed Fang Qing, and as Fang Qing said before, Fang Qing was just a scapegoat.

So who arranged for someone to frame Fang Qing? That means that the person who colluded with the salt bandits was the same person.

The answer is obvious.

Fang Lingsu suppressed her surging emotions.

The next moment, she turned to look in Li Zaotou's direction:

"Li Zao Tou, we'll talk about your matter later."

"Now, you shall immediately return to your residence and not leave without my permission. If you disobey, I will exterminate your entire family."

After speaking, Fang Lingsu immediately gripped the paper packet containing refined salt that Fang Qing had handed her, and turned to look in Fang Qing's direction:

"I want this method for making refined salt. Name your conditions."

Fang Qing breathed a slight sigh of relief.

He thought to himself: Fortunately, Fang Lingsu is a reasonable person.

If the person descended from the Fang family were a greedy and insatiable individual who subjected Fang Qing to various forms of torture, Fang Qing might actually have suffered the consequences.

After all, anyone would do anything to obtain a salt recipe that is more valuable than gold.

The reason Fang Qing brought up the method for making refined salt was because he saw that Fang Lingsu and the bear demon had both explained the principles.

Only after recognizing this point did I take out the refined salt.

He guessed right!

The next moment, Fang Qing quickly cupped his hands and said:

"I am still a slave of the Fang family. I can offer this salt-making method to Lord Fang, but I would like to ask Lord Fang to help me get rid of this slave status."

The Fang family's status as slaves meant they were essentially trapped in the Jinsha Saltworks for their entire lives.

If Fang Qing wants to find a way to survive in the Great Qian Dynasty, he must leave the Fang family saltworks.

For Fang Lingsu, helping a lowly salt farmer escape slavery was a simple matter of a word.

Fang Lingsu nodded:

"Can."

Fang Qing then turned to look in Yang Zhi's direction before continuing:

"Uncle Yang's family has always been very kind to me, but this time I offended Li Zaotou, so Uncle Yang's wife and daughter had to leave for distant places and hide everywhere."

"We implore Lord Fang to intervene and protect Uncle Yang's family."

Fang Lingsu looked at Yang Zhi, who was standing trembling behind Fang Qing, with some surprise:

"Those who step forward to protect future generations are people the Fang family will certainly value and employ."

"I can agree to this."

Fang Qing breathed a slight sigh of relief when he heard that Fang Lingsu had agreed to two conditions.

The next moment, his heart jumped again.

The latter request, from the perspective of people in the Great Qian Dynasty, was rather audacious and arrogant:

"I have always admired martial arts, and salt handling is also a way of learning. However, I have been staying in the salt field for a long time and feel that there is no hope for the path of martial arts."

"This humble servant hopes that Lord Fang can recommend and permit this humble servant to enter the Fang Family Martial Arts Academy."

For example, the Fang family, a merchant family from Anhui, actually had their own boxing academy.

Of course, most of their boxing academies were merged with several other salt merchants and opened together.

Those who could enter the boxing academy were all scions of the Fang family and other prominent families.

After mastering their skills, these people would enter key positions in the Fang family or other salt merchants, becoming their pillars of support.

For someone like Fang Qing, who was still a slave of the Fang family, entering the boxing academy funded by the Fang family was virtually impossible in the past.

Even Fang Lingsu would never agree to that.

Clearly, Fang Lingsu frowned slightly, a hint of hesitation flashing across her face.

Fang Qing's heart was in his throat at this moment.

The recipe for refined salt is not actually particularly valuable to someone like Fang Qing who has traveled through time.

It is true that refined salt is very precious.

The problem is that in the Great Qian Dynasty, if you don't have a strong background and connections, even if you have refined salt, you won't be able to sell it.

If Fang Qing clings to the recipe for refined salt, he will most likely be discovered the next day, tortured, and die in the nearby stinking ditch.

The people of the Great Qian Dynasty have a hundred ways to pry Fang Qing's mouth open and extract all his secrets.

After much deliberation, Fang Qing decided to use the secret recipe for refined salt to exchange for an opportunity to study martial arts.

It's clear that only Fang Lingsu can give him this opportunity now.

At least Fang Lingsu just released the bear demon, keeping her promise to him, which shows that Fang Lingsu is a trustworthy person in some way.

This is also the basis for Fang Qing's plan to cooperate with Fang Lingsu.

Lin, the guard, heard from Fang Qing that he actually wanted to join the Fang family's boxing academy!

Fang Qing also has the surname Fang, but he is the son of a salt farmer and is currently still registered as a slave.

If the Second Miss were to bring this matter up with the family, who knows how the elders would criticize her!

"Second Miss, you mustn't..."

Just as Lin, the head nurse, was about to say something, Fang Lingsu spoke first:

"I can recommend you to the boxing academy that the Fang family collaborates with."

"However, you can only be a disciple in name only."

"That's all I can do!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Qing's eyes lit up immediately, realizing that he had indeed entrusted the wrong person.

Whether or not he was a disciple on a secret basis was of no concern to Fang Qing.

As long as he can enter the Fang Family Martial Arts Academy, he will be able to access more advanced martial arts techniques.

With the martial arts furnace, giving him the opportunity to learn martial arts is enough.

Fang Qing didn't insist on anything else.

When Lin, the guard, heard Fang Lingsu promise to let Fang Qing enter the Fang family's boxing academy, he sighed helplessly.

Even if they are nominal disciples, who knows what kind of trouble the elders and the eldest branch of the family will cause.

"Second Miss has been far too abrupt this time."

Lin, the guard, knew that Fang Lingsu had already made a promise, and that she would fulfill it even if it cost her her life.

Lin, the guard, then stopped trying to dissuade him.

Fang Qing knew that Fang Lingsu would have to personally verify that she was able to produce refined salt.

He immediately gave up the passageway into the salt field:

"Next, Uncle Yang and I will personally refine a batch of refined salt to verify the method I have mastered."

"Please have Lord Fang supervise and observe from the side."

Fang Lingsu was indeed very anxious about the refined salt.

As for the several thousand kilograms of salt lost from the saltworks, that was a matter for the entire family and was of little concern to them.

Fang Lingsu pointed coldly in the direction of Li Zaotou, Li Laolai, and the others, and then pointed away:

"You lot, get back inside the mansion and lock yourselves in. Don't come out without my orders."

After saying that, Fang Lingsu hurriedly followed Fang Qing towards the direction of the cooking room.

Faced with such high-quality salt, which is more valuable than gold, even Fang Lingsu couldn't resist becoming somewhat impatient.

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