Six Hundred and Twenty-Two, Looking for Salt

The cattle and sheep of the nomadic people are like the cultivated land in the Central Plains, and they are by no means eaten whenever they want.

It's just that after Yan Liuyuan arrived, Hassan had been killing sheep for Yan Liuyuan to eat in order to show respect, while the rest of the tribe, only young and strong laborers could eat meat, and they were livestock that died in the snowstorm.

A little girl like Qiqige, even though she was Hassan's daughter, did not receive any preferential treatment.

Probably it was Hassan's fair character that made him the leader of the tribe.

Because Yan Liuyuan has the most honored status since he arrived here, he has never experienced the hardships of nomads at all. When he and Xiaoyu saw that these people had their own cattle, sheep and horses, they thought that they were quite rich, but they didn't know that cattle and sheep could not be slaughtered at will. For such a large tribe, if they only ate beef and mutton, it would probably cost them a day. Several heads.

Their tribe can't stand this kind of toss.

When Yan Liuyuan heard this, he began to ask Qiqige carefully about the situation of the tribe, only to find that not only could the tribe not eat meat often, but even salt was rarely eaten.

Salt is scarce on the grasslands, and nomads have always supplemented their salt with mutton, beef, goat's milk, and milk. The meat they usually eat is tasteless, and only the meat that Yan Liuyuan eats will put some salt.

But now, because meat is not allowed to be eaten, and there is no supplement of salt, many women and elderly people will experience symptoms of dizziness, muscle cramps, and nausea.

After this kind of thing happened to the people in the tribe, because of the lack of knowledge, they all felt that they might be sick, so everyone prayed for the blessing of the gods by the firepit, hoping that the gods could cure their diseases.

There is no salt or medicine here, and the sheep are killed only if they are too hungry.

"Yeah, you are all poor people in this era. How could I think you are doing well?" Yan Liuyuan said with a wry smile, "It's my fault."

Yan Liuyuan asked Qiqige to call Hassan, Hassan glared at his daughter on the way, and then asked Yan Liuyuan respectfully: "Master, don't listen to Qiqige's nonsense, the tribe is not in such a difficult situation." point."

"Okay, listen to me," Yan Liuyuan said calmly: "The nausea symptoms of women and old people are because they can't eat meat anymore, so they can't add salt. We need salt."

Hassan wondered: "Salt is very scarce, and only big tribes have it. We have to pay tribute to cattle and sheep every year to get that precious salt."

Yan Liuyuan suddenly realized that this seemed to be one of the methods used by the consortium to control the refugees. Isn’t Hassan’s tribe like refugees outside the barrier, controlled by others everywhere.

But thinking of this, Yan Liuyuan became more interested. He wanted to lead these people to live a good life.

Yan Liuyuan asked curiously: "Don't you have the ability to find salt by yourself? This grassland is so big, you should be able to find some, although there are few, but it's not like there are none."

"The salt ponds are all controlled by the big tribes, and there are not many salt ponds on the grassland," Hassan explained, "I heard that the big tribes don't even have enough salt."

Yan Liuyuan carefully recalled some wilderness survival knowledge that Ren Xiaosu told him. He didn't like to study, but he always remembered what Ren Xiaosu told him.

Yan Liuyuan suddenly said to Hassan: "You gather all the herdsmen and ask them if they remember where the cows licked when they herded the cows before."

He remembered that Ren Xiaosu told him that all mammals must consume salt. Humans have long lost the instinct to survive in the wilderness, but human beings rely on wisdom. If they can't find salt by themselves, let the animals find it for you.

How do livestock on the grassland replenish their salt? Some cattle farms in the Central Plains will put some coarse salt in the cowshed for the cattle to lick, and there are salt-soaked land on the grassland.

The cows themselves will find such a place to replenish their own salt.

Sure enough, Hassan went to ask a few clansmen and got the answer.

After all, when they herd cattle, there are only a few places where the cattle like to lick. How can everyone not know?

Yan Liuyuan set off immediately, leading Hassan and others all the way to the grassland.

Then things were simple. He led a group of people to clear the snow and brought a lot of soil under the turf back to the tribe.

Yan Liuyuan didn't know how to operate to extract the salt, he only knew that there must be some of these suddenly.

He can only use this method, stir water and soil, and then filter it again and again with cotton cloth until the water is clear, then place it in the firepit to distill!

After a while, Hassan, who was surrounded by him, saw a layer of faint yellow-white crystals on the bottom of the pot, very few, because the extraction process was not up to standard, so the appearance was also very poor.

Hassan couldn't wait to put a little bit of it into his mouth with his fingers, and then looked at Yan Liuyuan in surprise: "Master, it's really salt!"

No matter how it looks, this is salt!

Yan Liuyuan heaved a sigh of relief. In the past, Ren Xiaosu would go to the wilderness to find the roots of walnut trees to boil water. The boiled water contained salt. At that time, it was Ren Xiaosu's job to find food, but now it was his turn.

He explained to Hassan: "Scrape these off, and you go to the salted land, just like I did just now, understand?"

"Okay, okay," Hassan said excitedly, it really is a god, he can extract salt from the barren soil, it's amazing!

In fact, the nomads had already mastered similar abilities before the catastrophe, but after the civilization developed to a certain level, there was no shortage of salt on the grasslands. They could even eat salt thousands of miles away in the north.

As for the grassland people before the catastrophe, when they went to school, they had already learned the standard education, and no teacher told them how to find salt on the grassland.

Therefore, when the catastrophe came, some people might still know that there was such a thing as the Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng, but they didn't know how to survive on the grassland.

Gradually, the pressure of survival hung on everyone's head, and they even forgot the preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng.

The rest was just instinct, and then a hero rose up and began to integrate the forces on the grassland, wanting to use the Central Plains as his granary.

It's just that there was a little mistake in cognition, and they found out after going to the Central Plains that they were the worst after the catastrophe. The Central Plains had already established barriers, and there were guns...

The nomads on the grassland don't even know what the south is like, only Yan Liuyuan and Xiaoyu know best.

Yan Liuyuan was sitting in the tent, and Miss Xiaoyu next to him kept smiling at him, and he asked, "Sister Xiaoyu, what are you laughing at?"

"I laugh, you look a lot like your brother now," Sister Xiaoyu said softly, "He will definitely be proud of you."

As a result, Sister Xiaoyu found that Yan Liuyuan was suddenly silent, with a downcast expression.

Yan Liuyuan said in a low voice: "Sister, I miss my brother a little bit."