Su Jin added the salt made from No. 1 into the soup, giving it a taste.
After boiling it for a while, a pot of ordinary soup was ready.
Su Jin took the soup and moved it to Ji Li's side. She poured some and hung it in the barrel to dry. Then, she tasted the soup.
"Uh-huh," she said with a sigh of satisfaction.
He had eaten several dishes that were not oily nor salty, so this meal could be said to be very delicious.
She didn't wait and quickly filled a bucket for Ji Zhili and passed it to him.
After the pot of soup entered his stomach, Ji Zhili's complexion immediately became better. It was as if the sickness in his face had been washed away, and his previously weak muscles seemed to have gained some strength.
Su Jin also felt the same way. She knew that this was not an illusion, but the result of not eating the salt. Fortunately, she had gotten number 1 to add her into the mix.
The two of them shared the soup cleanly.