Really traditional vampires are super OCD; one of the ways to get rid of them is to spill a big bag of eg. rice in front of them, and they’ll spend so long counting every grain that they’ll get caught by the rising sun. Salt ought to work as well?
One grain of salt, two grains of salt. Ah ha ha ha. Three grains of salt…






Suspends disbelief a little that the food is still rotting in centuries-old dungeons. Maybe should have some completely dried-out fungus in the vague shape of the food, that collapses into dust when your presence moves the air that’s sat motionless for decades.
Not that the DnD economy makes any sense anyway, of course. Bret Devereaux, in amongst his other excellent writings, did an excellent explanation of why “gold currency” wasn’t a thing in historical times; he’s written specifically about BG3’s armour problems as well.