Chapter 121: Lay's Potato Chips

Chapter 121: Lay's Potato Chips

Robb and the two nuns talked long about "getting rich through labor" and "hard work deserves to be rewarded." However, in the end, it was useless. The two nuns unswervingly said that they would not get a single penny. In the end, theyll give all the money back to the chapel, that is to say, to Robb.

Even Robb's flamboyant and pleasant-sounding speech could not move them this time.

After all, the three vows of nuns are no joke, saying that if you are poor, you must be poor. It is a great sin for them to have even a copper coin.

Robb had to compromise, "forget it, then you can just return all the money from selling salt."

The two little nuns each carried a large bag of salt, and soon the whole town became lively. Although Westwind Town was not worried about hunger or thirst, it had no way to produce salt. Not to mention that theyve been running low on salt supply recently. So, finally, a large amount of salt came, and the townspeople immediately took out the money they had saved for a long time to buy it.

In a twinkling of an eye, the salt brought by the two nuns was sold out. Afterward, they returned and had to get another two large bags of salt

"I didn't expect all the townspeople in this little Westwind town to be rich." The two nuns could not help sighing, "they all look like poor townspeople, but they are actually so rich that they don't even frown when buying salt."

Robb couldn't help laughing. Isn't that a matter of course? With the help of Robb's inventions, Westwind Town's townsmen made a lot of money. It's not as obvious right now since the road's cut, but now that trade is allowed again, they'll bring out the money in their hands.

If merchants continuously arrive, all the forces of the Westwind Town will be mobilized, and the limit for the futures unknown.

However, its still early, and Robb has more important things to do right now.

He took out a bag of seeds from the pile of goods sold to him by the merchants and laughed mischievously.

When Little Yi saw his weird smile, she couldn't help sweating, "What are you planning, laughing like that?

Robb hummed, "You know, this bag of seeds in my hand is something the Lost City merchants brought."

When Little Yi heard that it was from Lost City, she didn't think about it in a good way, "The people of the Church of Darkness sell things? It must be sinister and evil.

"Oh, here we go again. Are you still lying to yourself that the Church of Darkness is bad?" Robb said, "Dont choose between each other and don't talk badly about the other. I'm telling you, this bag of seeds is called soybeans! Mhmm, this is essential for countless delicacies."

After a while, Robb held a large bottle of hand-extracted soybean oil in his hand, which is a very precious thing. There are no additives in it. The only worry is whether it will be a little genetically modified. After all, he planted it with the abnormal rules of Happy Farm. (TL: Just in case you forgot, Happy Farm is mentioned in chapter 48)

But he didn't bother with it. For now, his first priority is to make Lay's Potato Chips.

As soon as he ordered her, Lillian picked up a knife and quickly peeled a few potatoes, cut them into thin slices, soaked them in water to remove starch, drained the water, sprinkled salt, stirred so that the salt was evenly attached to the potato chips, and then put them in a bowl.

Afterward, he set up a large pot, poured the soybean oil into the pot, and heated it.

Robb shouted to the onlookers, "well, the miracle will happen soon."

The crowd looked confused. At this age, they had not even started to use vegetable oil. So, of course, they never ate fried food. When they saw the pot with oil boil, they could not imagine what would happen next.

Robb picked up the bowl of potato chips and poured it onto the pot!

*Deep Frying Sounds*! The sound startled the onlookers.

All the potato chips in the frying pot began to bubble, tumbling and jumping, turning into golden potato chips in a blink of an eye.

Robb picked up a piece with recently made chopsticks, blew it, and threw it into his mouth.

Aah!

How comfortable!

How nostalgic.

He couldn't help but be a little moved.

Robb acquired potato chips