Ancient wasteland

Jing Que and Ye carried five thousand catties of salt. After meeting with Shan and the others, they hurriedly led people to put those bags full of salt on Ye's back.

Unload them all, and put them in the wooden frame that just poured out the salt stone... It's not uncomfortable under such a heavy pressure, even Jing Que feels distressed.

Those boxes were not small, just enough to hold five hundred catties of salt. There were ten moo beasts and twenty large wooden boxes in their team.

These moo beasts are stronger than those artificially domesticated cattle that Jing Que has seen before in terms of size and load-bearing capacity.

There are two frames on each moo beast's back, which add up to a weight of [-] kilograms, which they can fully afford.

Shan followed them to help, and put the bag of salt in the frame.

I couldn't help but asked Jing Que, "What's in it, tell me about it."

After switching to salt, they wanted to bring the salt back as soon as possible. When they found a suitable place, they melted the salt overnight for purification.

There are people watching the fire all night, and they don't want to waste any time.

About one-fifth of the salt rocks obtained from the Dahe Tribe have been purified, which weighs about a hundred catties.

The salt stone they got should weigh about five thousand catties.

Calculated according to this ratio, a total of [-] catties of salt can be purified. The quality of the salt rocks obtained from the Dahe tribe this time is not very good.

But now Jing Que quietly found the salt mine of the Dahe Tribe, and brought out five thousand catties of high-quality fine salt.

I don't care much about the salt content and quality of these salt rocks, and I can extract as much as I want.

He patted the burlap pocket with a smile, and deliberately lowered his voice to talk to Shan, "These are all salt."

Satisfying his own curiosity, Shan yawned sleepily and said casually, "Oh, it's salt... what?!

Salt, what do you think is in here? !"

The drowsy face was suddenly frightened to the sky, staring at Jing Que with eyes as big as copper bells.

I couldn't believe what he just heard, "What did you just say in these pockets? I didn't seem to hear clearly just now."

Jing Qu smiled, "It's all salt."

Shan Meng swallowed his saliva, "The salt you mentioned...couldn't it be the salt we purified from the salt rock?"

As he spoke, his chest was full of disbelief, and he pointed to the salt in the jar next to him. Jing Que hesitated slightly, "It's not like this."

Looking at Shan who was slightly relieved and put down his vigilance.

He smiled brightly, "The stuff in these bags is much better than those purified from salt rocks."

Shan was full of disbelief, "How could it be better than what we purified?! I don't believe it, let me see."

After speaking, he went to pull the hemp rope that tied the pocket, and the pocket was opened.

Shan was stunned by the salt powder like white flowers and fine sand in his pocket, "This...is it really all salt?!

Where did you get so much salt? !How many salt stones are needed to purify so much salt!

You and Ye only went out for one night, how could you have the time to produce so much salt. "

Shan's eyes widened, full of disbelief, "Could it be that you are going to grab the salt from the Dahe Tribe? But it's not right.

The Dahe Tribe still doesn’t know how to purify salt from salt rocks, and they still eat meat while licking salt rocks. Where did the salt come from? "

He yelled here, and attracted the other soldiers in the team, and they were amazed when they saw the salt in their pockets.

"A lot of salt!"

"Ah, it's really salt, it's salty!"

"How long is this much salt enough for our tribe?"

"I've never seen so much salt, all brought back by Jing Heye!"

"Jing, where did you find these salts? Are they all extracted from salt rocks?"

Jing Que shook his head and explained to them with a smile, "It's not extracted from salt rocks, these are all dug from salt mines.

The salt mine is within the scope of the Dahe Tribe. Ye and I secretly dug it last night. Let's take the salt back and divide it according to the tribe's rules.

It can be used for a long time, as long as you know about it, don't mention it to people in the tribe when you go back, let alone mention it to people in other tribes.

If the Great River Tribe finds out, we won't be able to dig for salt, so we must remember to know. "

Shan quickly nodded, "Okay! Let's not talk about it."

Others also knew that the Great River Tribe wanted to exchange salt rocks with them, so they would definitely not allow them to dig salt by themselves.

This matter can’t be said, definitely can’t be said, and they all nodded, “Okay.”

His eyes stared at the salt in his pocket for a long time, and then reluctantly continued to boil the salt.

Jing Que walked to the fire and sat down. The water in the pot on the fire had dried up, and the bottom of the pot was covered with a layer of white and yellowish crystals.

It is the salt purified from the salt stone, find a leaf to support the pot, and hang the salt at the bottom of the pot into the jar next to it.

Put the pot back on the fire, pour in the clear brine next to it and continue to boil. The tribe has long been accustomed to the method of purifying table salt from salt stones.

The chopping of firewood, the lighting of the fire, and the filtering of the salt water are busy with division of labor, methodical and not slow.

He looked at the fire and couldn't help but start fighting. He spent the whole night looking for salt mines to dig salt and pack salt, and he had to worry about being discovered by the people of the Great River Tribe.

After this meeting merged with the large army, it was a little unbearable, and it quickly fell asleep on the piles of animal skins, and Jing Que fell asleep there.

The busy people around unanimously moved lightly, carefully trying not to make any noise, for fear of waking up those who had just fallen asleep.

The surrounding environment was quiet and quiet, and Jing Que slept very peacefully this time.

Woke up just in time for them to make dinner, and Ye was sprinkling salt on the roast leg of lamb in his hand, when he saw him open his eyes.

Looking at him gently, "You're awake."

Jing Que gently rubbed his eyes with his hands, "Well, how long have I been asleep."

Ye cut the roasted leg of lamb into a plate and handed it to him together with chopsticks, "It's getting dark."

Jing Qu moved his sore and stiff legs, "Then I have slept all day, no wonder I feel a little hungry.

It's really time for your barbecue to be cooked, I'm catching up! "

Smiling, he took the roast meat into his hand, held it with chopsticks and ate it slowly, while talking to Ye, "How is our salt stone purification going?"

As he spoke, he turned to look at the wooden hourglass placed at the foot of the tree. When he and Ye Gang came back with salt, the sky had not yet fully dawned.

Jing Yu wants to control the time when the sand in the hourglass is drained to the whole daytime period, from dawn to dark, so that it is convenient for timing.

The hourglass was placed when they came back. It will be getting dark soon, and there is still a lot of sand in the hourglass.

Jing Que quickly finished the barbecue in his hand, put down the plate, poured out the remaining sand in the funnel, and then sealed the lid.

...A simple little funnel is enough, and when they go deep into the jungle and can't see the natural light, they will have to rely on it.

Holding the hourglass, he turned his head and talked to Ye, "Take me to the top of this dense forest tomorrow to find out the general direction.

I've filled in the missing parts of the map. It's best to see if we made any detours when we came! "

Ye nodded, "Okay."