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Chapter 658: Obsession

When the accumulation is almost complete, Guoguo and Bai Zelin will shovel it out for final purification.

Of course, now Bai Zelin has arranged the equipment in a similar manner and is digging a ditch to allow seawater to be automatically introduced into the pit, while Guoguo is conscientiously continuing to fill the pit with seawater, looking quite busy.

Cheng Muyan took a shower and came over to ask them to eat. He saw this scene halfway.

The shoes were stepping on the soft sand, as if they were undergoing a foot massage. They were extremely comfortable. Cheng Muyan walked all the way and saw that their work had not been completed yet, but she did not speak easily for fear of disturbing them. Until she came closer and saw

Seeing the nine big pits in front of him that were large enough and of suitable depth, Cheng Muyan felt...could these two people have obsessive-compulsive disorder?

The size of the nine large pits is just the same, and the distance between each group is equal. The long and wide lines are straight and even, which makes people's scalp numb. These are pits dug with bare hands.

?

After looking at the nine big pits, Cheng Muyan sighed slightly but didn't say much, just waiting for the two people to do the final finishing work.

It’s really impressive that two people have done this in such a formal way.

The production of sea salt is basically done by Guo Guo and Bai Zelin every time they see the sea in a project, and they produce as much snow salt as they hunt on the beach.

Sometimes even when they were sailing on the sea, they had to go back every hour to collect their salt, which really made Cheng Muyan dumbfounded sometimes.

She didn't see what was so fun about the salt, but both of them couldn't put it down and refused to give up. Even the infinite "survival" game didn't seem to be able to diminish their love for snowflake salt.

To be honest, the amount of salt she has stored in her hand now is hundreds of boxes instead of thousands. Even if she invites the entire Kunblind City to eat, it will probably take hundreds of years to finish it all.

Of course, salt is not worth much in the northern and southern continents. Even if they want to sell it at a high price, no one wants to buy it. There is a lot of cheap and good salt, but it is not as good as the salt they have. But salt

It's just a condiment, not a rare treasure. If you want to buy an extra copper plate, you have to see if anyone is willing to ask for it. Cheng Muyan and Guoguo don't want the salt they have worked so hard to make to be cheap.

Big sale.

So... So no matter how much salt Cheng Muyan has in his hands, he can only throw it into his own hands.

However, Qing Huan later produced a lot of pickled foods or other foods that needed salt, so he consumed a lot of salt.

Things such as salted duck eggs, bacon, sausages, kimchi, pickles, etc. Basically, in the project, a large number of them must be made and stored in a certain season, and the most salt is consumed at this time.

I have been working on these foods for more than ten days in a row. The more food I make, the more salt I need.

At this time, Guoguo and Bai Zelin were both happy and distressed. They were happy because they had stored a lot of delicious food, but they were distressed because of the salt they had "worked so hard" to make.

Then the next time there was a salt drying activity, the two little perverts worked harder to produce salt. The pits they dug out for drying salt became bigger and bigger each time, and the amount of salt produced every time became more and more terrifying.

Cheng Muyan and the others were speechless when they saw it.

Of course, they don't feel it themselves. They just feel that they have eaten enough spiritual food every time they dry salt, and they feel satisfied and proud.

If the burden of hunting and gathering didn't fall on them every time, and they also had to eat, sleep, and go to the toilet every day, it is estimated that these two guys could guard their salt-drying base day and night.

Even when they were about to leave after work, the two of them treated their salt-drying base like they were deeply in love with each other. They turned around every step of the way and couldn't drag it away. Even Cheng Muyan was confused. How many years of salt-drying had been done here?

Already? Haven’t had enough exposure yet?

Since entering the project, as long as there are conditions for drying salt, these two people have never been exposed to wind or rain. How come they don't get tired of the work of drying salt?

As for that?

Even Cheng Muyan herself went there a few more times when drying salt for the first time because of the novelty. The second time she didn't even want to do the work of digging holes and setting up the Yang Ju array.

With such a strong sun, isn’t it nice to sit under an umbrella, drink iced drinks and sleep in?

You also have to brave the hot sun and sweat, excavating soil, paving equipment, and making filter rack tools. Who the hell wants to do such tiring work?

However, Guoguo and Bai Zelin are really different from other lazy people. They like such exciting and tiring hard work, especially when they see Cheng Muyan and the others use salt without restraint, and they also like to eat it.

When it comes to food, I work even harder. Sometimes I even prepare fruits after meals and put out ice drinks without even eating them. I clean two bowls of rice and can’t wait to jump off the spaceship and run to the sun salt base, even though I’m shouting.

I can't stop it, and I don't know why.

This time Cheng Muyan came over to ask the two of them to eat. After the two of them finished quickly, they didn't waste any time and quickly followed Cheng Muyan back. By this time, Cheng Mo Dao and the others had already laid out the food and were scooping out the rice.

Guoguo and Bai Zelin washed their hands and faces and returned to the table. Cheng Muyan and the others had already picked up their bowls and started eating.

Cheng Muyan saw the two people coming over, took a piece of stir-fried kidney with chopsticks and put it into a bowl, and said: "Since everyone is here, I will tell you the time to work in the afternoon. The work this morning is urgent, I guess everyone is quite tired now.

Yes, after eating, rest for two more hours, and then start working again after four o'clock in the afternoon."

"Yeah, sure." Cheng Modao nodded and responded, it was reasonable and there was nothing wrong with it.

Qing Huan also responded and put a piece of fish meat with chopsticks into the little girl's bowl.

Guoguo and Bai Zelin also nodded hurriedly. They could no longer speak. The two and a half-year-old boys couldn't stop picking vegetables and cooking rice, and they were eating a little anxiously.

Cheng Muyan and the others had known for a long time that these two were so virtuous as soon as they saw the opportunity to dry the salt. Regardless of whether they were in a hurry or not, they continued to pick up vegetables and eat slowly. However, Cheng Muyan said: "Start working at four o'clock in the afternoon. Your family will start working at four o'clock in the afternoon."

It’s okay to do the salt drying at noon, but two people should take turns to do it. Each person must sleep for at least an hour. How to divide it depends on the two of you. Anyway, the salt drying equipment is ready, so there is no need for the two of you to guard there.

Work."


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