Yao Xiaoqing smiled and said: "The salt has been prepared a long time ago. As before, three complete animal skins are exchanged for one bamboo tube of salt. You can also exchange it for dried meat. How much do you plan to exchange?"
"Great!" The ram happily took out the things to exchange for salt from his backpack, "I'll exchange them for dried meat from five sheep and three bamboo tubes of salted animal skins."
After Yao Xiaoqing asked someone to count the salt, he asked Chun Amu to use a bamboo tube to measure the salt to the ram.
Gongyang looked at the pure white salt in the bamboo tube and exclaimed, "Qingwu, what is this? This is not salt."
"Chief Gongyang, dip a little in it and see if it's salty?" Yao Xiaoqing looked at him with a smile and said.
The male sheep carefully dipped a little and put it in his mouth, "It's so salty!" After a moment, he nodded, "Hey! It tastes better than before. The previous one was a bit bitter, but the white one is not bitter."
Yao Xiaoqing then said: "Chief Gongyang, these salts are refined, just a little bit is enough when eating."
The male sheep nodded happily, "Okay, I want this kind of salt."
He took out his leather bag and asked Chun Amu to put the salt into the bag. He felt strange in his heart, why the salt from the Wuxian tribe was from the Yaoshan tribe and was helping to exchange it? As long as he could get salt in exchange, he would
Don’t ask too much.
After the Yaoshan market opened, only a dozen or so tribesmen came from far away.
After the reunion, they each talked about the hardships they had experienced in the past year after the earthquake. Some tribal leaders held their heads and cried when they were sad.
Yao Xiaoqing's nose felt sore when he saw it, and he felt that no matter where in time and space we were in the face of disaster, human beings would always be as insignificant as ants.
A few days later, Yun Amu told Yao Xiaoqing that some of the beans had grown white down.
Yao Xiaoqing took out the bamboo flats and found that some of them were not fermented well, and the mycelium that grew out was gray-black.
After she dug out the gray-black mycelium and threw it away, she poured the bean curd into a large vat that had been dried in the sun, added salt water, and pressed the bean curd down hard so that all the bean curd was submerged in the salt water.
Then sprinkle a layer of salt on it, cover it with a layer of linen cloth, and expose it in the sun.
After the bean curd was soaked, Yao Xiaoqing told Yun Amu, "When you find that the weather is not right, quickly cover it with a lid to avoid getting caught in the rain."
Yun Amu smiled and nodded, "I know, it's the same as when we post on Douban."
Yao Xiaoqing smiled and said: "This one takes longer to dry. I'm afraid I have to wait until the end of winter or early spring to dry it."
"Don't be afraid, we will close the lid if it snows."
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Jiang Li and You Lu had already reached the top of the mountain. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the bronzed skin of the men. Hei Ba neatly raised his spear and stabbed to death a long worm spitting out a bloody message.
The warriors at the back were carrying backpacks with dried meat in them. The weather was hot, so they left only the meat, bones and internal organs and dug pits for burial.
This time when they went into the mountains, in addition to catching prey, they also collected some food seeds that were not available on the other side.
You Lu, who was walking in front, found many cylindrical fruits covered with fur on the vines in the forest. He picked one off and peeled off the fur, revealing the dark green flesh. The fruit exuded a sweet and sour taste.
fragrance.
You Lu swallowed his saliva and stuffed it into his mouth, "Hmm~ It's delicious, it quenches your thirst!"
Seeing this, the other people opened the vines and picked them, and they all applauded after eating them.
After Jiang Li ate it, he felt that the fruit had a strong sweetness and a little sourness, a bit like the kiwi fruit he had eaten before, but it was larger than the kiwi fruit. He estimated that the largest fruit weighed at least three to four ounces.
A lot of fruits fell from under the thick vines, emitting a sour smell from fermentation.
You Lu ate seven or eight fruits in one go, then stopped, savoring the taste of the fruit, and looked at Jiang Li, "This fruit is so delicious, let's get some seeds back."
Jiang Li nodded, looked at the pulp in his hand, and found small brown seeds the size of millet on it, which he thought should be the seeds of the fruit.
"Pick some fruits, put them in a basket to dry and take them back."
Everyone collected some, and Youlu liked to pick a lot and put them in his basket. Jiang Li also found some shriveled fruits and took them with him.
A group of people continued down the mountain to the canyon.
I saw that the vines at the bottom of the valley were full of the kind of fruits in the baskets, and some unknown fruit trees were full of red and green fruits.
You Lu looked at the fruits on the vines and regretted carrying such a heavy thing so far.
Jiang Li also discovered a patch of wild grapes and thought that he would bring Yao Xiaoqing here to see it next year. He thought she would like it.
Everyone went to the place where they last hunted and found that the wooden fence was covered with vines.
Heiba and a dozen warriors took long wooden sticks, beat the lush vines, and opened the fence gate. The gate fell to the ground.
Jiang Li remembered the rice that Yao Xiaoqing had mentioned, and decided to wait until the hunting was over to go to the south of the canyon to have a look.
Everyone packed up the campsite and left the night watchman to go to bed early.
The next day, we started hunting early in the morning, and everyone was surprised to find that there were still so many wild animals in the canyon, and they were even fatter than last time.
After the hunt was over, the warriors spread the intact skins on the ground, scraped off the flesh and blood, smeared grease and plant ash on them, and set them aside.
The dried meat is rubbed with salt and grilled on a stone slab. The valley is filled with the aroma of meat.
You Lu feels that hunting in winter is more comfortable. There is no need to smoke mosquitoes, roast meat, or tan the hides. They can just drag them back in a backpack and bury them in snowdrifts to eat slowly.
Muba picked up a piece of roe deer meat and glanced at him, "The wild animals in winter are not as fat as in autumn."
Leopard nodded, "I also think wild meat is the best in autumn. It's so fat when you take one bite."
Jiang Li put the dried meat into his backpack and said to several people: "I'm going to take about ten people with me and go south to see if there are any other seeds? I'll be back tomorrow afternoon at the latest."
Leopard nodded, "There are ferocious beasts in the canyon, you should be careful."
"Don't worry." Jiang Li responded with a smile.
As soon as it dawned, Jiang Li took Heiba and the others towards the south of the canyon. They looked all the way but couldn't find the rice that Yao Xiaoqing was talking about.
But I found a patch of wild grass on a hillside with branches four or five feet high. The stalks were covered with white fuzz like winter melons, the leaves were strip-shaped, and the tops had inch-long red seeds like ears of millet.
I broke one and rubbed it a few times, revealing the slightly yellow fruit inside, which is larger than millet grains.
Jiang Li thought it looked a bit like the Sichuan rice grown in Zhuangzi, but he was not sure, so he led Hei Ba and a few others to pick all the weeds and put them into baskets.
Continuing to walk forward, everyone heard the roar of water. Following the sound, they came to a cliff and saw white horses pouring from the top of the mountain and falling into a deep green pool.
Everyone stood on the high cliff under the cliff, listening to the roaring sound of water, a gust of wind blew, the water mist was lifted up by the wind, and a chill hit us.