Taking my mind off Frederick’s awkward situation, I turned my focus back to the matter at hand – refining salt.
I fetched some seawater with a coconut shell from the beach and poured it in the stone pot before starting a fire.
As the water simmered and evaporated, white crystalline matters began to form at the bottom of the pot. I added a few branches to get the fire going. Once the seawater had evaporated completely, I took another glance at the layer of white granules that was left behind. This was raw salt.
The rock salt might appear no different from table salt except for its size, but its chemical composition was rather complex. Out of curiosity, I dabbed my finger on the rock salt for a little taste. I immediately spat it out with a furrowed brow.
“Yuck, it’s bitter. No one can e
