Chapter 622: Looking for salt

The cattle and sheep of the nomadic people are like the cultivated land of the Central Plains. They are not intended to eat.
However, after the arrival of Yan Liuyuan, Hassan had been killing the sheep for Yan Liuyuan to eat, and other people in the tribe had only the young and strong labor to eat the meat, or the dead animals in the snowstorm.
A little girl like Kiki, even if she is the daughter of Hassan, did not receive any preferential treatment.
Probably also the just character of Hassan's life, let him become the head of this tribe.
Because Yan Liuyuan was the most distinguished person here, he did not understand the hardships of the nomads. He and Xiaoyu saw that these people had their own cattle and sheep horses, and they thought that they were very rich, but they did not know that cattle and sheep could not be slaughtered at will. Such a big tribe, if you only eat beef and mutton, I am afraid that one day Several heads.
Their tribes can't stand this kind of toss.
When Yan Liuyuan heard this, he began to carefully ask Qiqige about the situation of the tribe. Only then did he discover that the tribes could not only eat meat from time to time, but even salt.
Salt is scarce on the grasslands. The nomads have always added salt from mutton, beef and goat's milk, and milk. The meat they usually eat has no taste. Only the meat that Yan Liuyuan eats will put some salt.
Now, because the meat does not allow to eat, without the supplement of salt, many women, the elderly will have dizziness, muscle cramps, nausea.
After the people in the tribe had such a thing, because they lacked knowledge, they all felt that they might be sick. So everyone prayed for the blessing of the gods beside the fire pit, hoping that the gods could cure their disease.
There is no salt, no medicine, and it is really hungry to kill the sheep.
"Yeah, it’s all poor people in this era. How can I think that you have done a good job?" Yan Liuyuan said with a smile: "This is my fault."
Yan Liuyuan asked Qiqige to call Hassan. Hassan took a look at his daughter and then respectfully asked Yan Liuyuan: "Master, don't listen to Kiki, and the tribe has not been so difficult. To the point."
"Well, you listen to me," Yan Liuyuan said calmly. "The symptoms of nausea in women and old people are because they can't eat meat, so they can't add salt. We need salt."
Hassan is in a hurry: "Salt is very scarce. Only the big tribes have it. We must tribute cattle and sheep every year to get the precious salt."
Yan Liuyuan is amazed. This is very much like the means by which the consortium controls the refugees. Hassan’s tribes are not like the emigrants outside the barriers, and they are subject to people everywhere.
However, thinking of this, Yan Liuyuan is more interested, he wants to bring these people to live a good life.
Yan Liuyuan was curious: "You don't have the ability to find salt for yourself? This grassland is so big that you should be able to find some, although it is small, but not at all."

The salt ponds are controlled by the big tribes, and there are not many salt ponds on this grassland,
Hassan explained.
I heard that the big tribe’s own salt is not enough.

Yan Liuyuan carefully recalled some of the wild and wild knowledge that Ren Xiaosu had told him. He didn't like to study, but Ren Xiaosu told him that he always remembered it.
Yan Liuyuan suddenly said to Hassan: "You have gathered the herdsmen and asked them if they remembered where the cows had been."
He remembered that Ren Xiaosu had told him that as long as mammals must take in salt, humans have long lost their wild instinct, but humans rely on wisdom, they can not find salt, let the animals look for you.
How do the animals on the grassland supplement their salt? Some cattle farms in the Central Plains will put some coarse salt in the cowshed for the calves, and there will be salted land on the prairie. The cows will find such places and supplement their own salt.
Sure enough, Hassan went to ask a few people and asked the answer.
After all, when they put cattle, the cows like the place where they are awkward. How can you not know?
Yan Liuyuan immediately set off, carrying Hassan and others all the way to the grassland.
Then things were simple. He took a group of people to open the snow and brought back the soil under the turf to the tribe.
Yan Liuyuan does not know how to operate to extract salt, only know that these must be there.
He can only use this method, stir the water with the soil, and then filter it with cotton cloth again and again until the water is clear and then distill in the fire pit!
Just a little while, Hassan, who was next to it, saw a layer of faint yellow-white crystals on the bottom of the pot, rarely, because the extraction process was unqualified, so the selling was also very poor.
Hassan couldn't wait to lick a little finger into his mouth, and then looked at Yan Liuyuan with surprise: "Master, really salt!"
No matter what the sale, but this is salt!
Yan Liuyuan breathed a sigh of relief. The former Xiao Su would go to the wilderness to find the roots of the walnut trees to boil water. The boiled water was salty. At that time, looking for food was a matter of Xiao Su, and now it is his turn.
He confessed to Hassan: "Scrape these down, you go to the salted land again, as I just did, understand?"
"Okay," Hassan said excitedly. It was a god. It was possible to extract salt from the barren soil. It was too great!
In fact, the nomadic people had mastered similar abilities before the catastrophe. Only after the civilization developed to a certain extent, there was no shortage of salt on the grasslands. They were in the north and could even eat salt thousands of miles away.
The grassland people before the disaster, when they went to school, they all learned the standard education. No teacher told them how to find salt on the grassland.
Therefore, when the catastrophe comes, some people may still know that there is something like Tengwang Pavilion, but how to survive on the grassland is not clear.
Slowly, the pressure of survival hangs over everyone's head, and they even forget the Tengwang Pavilion.
The rest is only instinct, and then there is the rise of the hero, and began to integrate the power of the grassland, want to use the Central Plains as their own granary.
Only when they realized that there was a mistake, they went to the Central Plains and found out that they were the worst after the disaster. The Central Plains had long established barriers and guns...
The nomads on the grassland don't even know what the South is like. Only Yan Liuyuan and Xiao Yujie know best.
Yan Liuyuan was sitting in the tent, and Xiao Yu, who was next to him, had been laughing at him. He asked: "Small jade sister, are you smiling?"
"I laugh, you are like your brother now," Xiao Yujie said softly: "He will be proud of you."
As a result, Xiao Yujie found that Yan Liuyuan suddenly silenced and looked down.
Yan Liuyuan whispered: "Sister, I want to miss my brother."