Chapter 25: Salty but Not Dead
The cave walls are extremely solid, and the space deep inside the cave is not very large, so only three people can barely stand side by side.

Seven or eight villagers took turns digging and chiseling the small hole. It took them more than two hours to finally chisel a hole big enough for an adult to enter and exit.

The mutton offal soup was cooked before the entrance to the cave was dug.

"Auntie, this is your mutton soup, but, but..."

Bai Tao was so immersed in the joy of receiving another large sum of money today that she did not notice Bai Duoxi's hesitant expression.

"It smells good." As she said that, she picked up the lunch box and took a big sip of the mutton soup. The next second, she puffed it out.

Looking up, Bai Tao looked at Bai Duoxi questioningly: "Where's the salt? Where did the salt go? Why is this soup tasteless?"

The mutton offal soup is quite fragrant, but it is impossible to eat it without a little salt.

Bai Duoxi stammered awkwardly: "Auntie, we were in a hurry and didn't bring much salt, but I tried it and it's still quite fragrant."

After hearing this, Bai Tao was speechless.

Fortunately, every bag of dumplings yesterday came with seasoning salt, otherwise she would probably have tasted the dumplings without salt.

But this matter is not good either, it's all Bai Duoxi's fault. A good cook cannot cook without rice. Besides, didn't she forget to take out the salt after buying it?

Before, I either ate boxed lunches or baked naan, and I didn’t need to add salt to season them, so I really couldn’t remember Bai Tao.

Bai Tao took out several bags of salt from her bag. She was about to tell everyone not to eat it and to put the mutton offal soup back into the pot and add some salt. But when she saw that many villagers had already drunk half a bowl of mutton offal soup and were enjoying it, she had to change the subject.

"You have to season my mutton soup for me. I can't eat it without salt."

"If others think it's bland, let them sprinkle some salt on it themselves."

After saying that, Bai Tao looked at Bai Duoxi again and said, "Next time if you need anything, don't just do it casually. Come and ask me. Do you understand?"

No matter how good the mutton offal soup is, it will taste bland without any salt.

This time it’s mutton offal soup, what if it’s something else next time?

No matter what it is, it won’t taste good without salt.

Bai Duoxi nodded hurriedly: "Aunt, I remember it."

In Bai Duoxi's opinion, the salt packaging bag is similar to that of dumplings, and he has become very skilled at opening the bag.

The next second, he was stunned. Is this salt?

Salt has been under the jurisdiction of the imperial court since ancient times. The salt tax is high and the salt has always been expensive, but the official salt is not that good.

Isn't salt in large granules, and most of the salt grains have some brown or gray-black impurities?

But the salt in his hand was snow-white and fine, finer than the finest sand by the stream, and without any impurities at all.

This salt looks whiter and cleaner than snow.

The next second, Bai Duoxi slapped himself on the head, thinking, how could that salt be compared with what my aunt gave me.

The things given by my aunt are naturally the best!

Just when he was sprinkling salt, he slapped his head, and his hand shook, and some salt fell out of the bowl.

Bai Duoxi suddenly felt distressed. While cursing himself in his heart, he quickly swept the fallen salt to his other hand.

Thinking that such good salt should not be wasted, the next second, he poured the salt in his hand into his mouth.

Hmm...Bai Duoxi's facial features wrinkled into a ball, it's so salty.

But this salt tastes really good, not bitter at all, just a salty taste.

Delicious! Bai Dashan happened to pass by and saw this scene, and cursed speechlessly: "It's so salty that you'll die."

Bai Duoxi smiled awkwardly: "Hehe, we can't waste it."

"But, Village Chief, this salt is delicious! Really!"

"Nonsense!" Bai Dashan said this and walked into the cave without stopping. He thought to himself, everything given by my aunt is good.

The mutton offal soup was not cold yet, so I added some salt and stirred it. It tasted much better.

Bai Tao took the mutton offal soup that Bai Duoxi brought again. This time, she tried a small sip before she drank a big sip with confidence.

"Auntie, how does it taste?" Bai Duoxi asked cautiously.

Bai Tao smacked her lips, pretending to taste it carefully, and nodded slowly: "Hmm, it tastes much better."

Bai Duoxi heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and kept saying, "That's good, that's good..."

If his aunt didn't think the food was tasty, he wouldn't have the nerve to cook for her.

Bai Tao was unaware of Bai Duoxi's dilemma. She held the lunch box in both hands, took a sip of the mutton soup, put it down, picked up the fried cake from the snack basket next to her, took a bite, chewed it a few times, and squinted her eyes with satisfaction.

This is how you eat to feel comfortable on cold and rainy days.

Eating fried cakes, drinking a mouthful of mutton offal soup, chewing the mutton offal in the soup, how can I describe how comfortable and relaxing it is.

Bai Tao is small, and she can feel full after eating a bowl of mutton soup and a fried pancake. Children of her age also eat about the same amount.

The other villagers who eat most often have two bowls of mutton offal soup, while those who eat less can have a bowl of mutton offal soup with two fried cakes.

A lot of pepper was put into the mutton offal soup. After eating it, everyone felt warm all over. Even though their heads were a little dizzy from the wind in the morning, they felt refreshed at this moment.

After eating and drinking, the small hole was soon dug.

After the hole was chiseled open, several villagers went in first, looked around, and made sure there was no danger. Then they stuck their heads out and nodded to Bai Dashan who was waiting for news.

Only then did Bai Dashan go and invite Bai Tao over.

"Auntie, they have already gone in to check. They didn't see any snakes or insects, but there are some rocks. Should we ask them to pick them out or should you go and take a look yourself?"

When Bai Tao heard this, her eyes lit up: "I want to go and see for myself."

Just kidding, of course she has to go and see it herself to be sure.

White pumice does not have a fixed appearance. If it weren't for the mall's prompts and the slight warmth it felt when holding it, Bai Tao might not have known which one was which.

In the cave, there was a five-year-old baby with a small bun on her head and wearing a big red flowered jacket. She ran deep into the cave with great strides.

Because the big flowered coat is thick and the baby's legs are short, he looks wobbly when he runs, with his little hands swinging all the time.

It seemed like she would fall down in the next second because of the heavy clothes she was wearing, but every time she was able to take the next step in time.

Behind her, Bai Dashan was holding a kerosene lamp and trotting behind her, constantly admonishing her: "Slow down, auntie, slow down, be careful with your steps, don't fall..."

The white pumice cave is not very big, with an area of ​​only about thirty square meters.

Bai Tao quickly ran into the cave and saw a pile of stones at first sight.

The villagers who came in first knew that Bai Tao wanted the stones in the cave, so they picked up all the stones in the cave and piled them up, waiting for her to come and choose.

(Ahem, my favorite little cuties, please make some noise~)

(End of this chapter)