"Mom, it's so salty!"
Daozi saw Daohua grab a handful of white crystals at the edge of the lake and take a taste, so he followed suit. But after just one lick, he quickly spat it out repeatedly.
However, Daohua was delighted: "It really is a salt lake!"
The salt needed for food in Xiliang had always been transported from other places. If this salt lake could be developed, it would save Xiliang a considerable amount of expenses.
"Son, we mother and son are really lucky!"
Daohua hugged Daozi, rubbing her head against his.
Daozi wasn't interested in the salt lake, but seeing his mother happy, he too began to smile broadly.
Afterward, Daohua started to set up a tent by the salt lake, all the while telling Daozi about the uses of the salt lake.
A peaceful night passed, and upon waking up the next day, Daohua wasn't sure whether to keep going.
