Fu Yunhe's idea was guessed by Nian Shutong, and without hiding it, he spoke, "The cost of salt is very low."
Nian Shutong nodded in agreement and said, "Indeed, it is low, but don't you find it too unpalatable?"
Fu Yunhe slowly sat up and responded, "It's just to replenish some salt, the taste isn't that important."
Nian Shutong didn't reply but instead asked, "Are you still willing to drink nutrient liquid after you've gotten used to real food?"
"I'm not willing."
"People, once their lives improve, always seek better things rather than stopping there and not pursuing any further advancements," Nian Shutong crouched down and grabbed a handful of salt crystals.
"This salt, I can make it better and the price doesn't need to go up. Isn't there a demand for it throughout the interstellar?"
Nian Shutong took out a large pot from her Space Button, the same pot they usually used for boiling corn.
