The First Order

The nomadic cattle and sheep are like cultivated land in the Central Plains, and they are never eaten if they want to.

It's just that after Yan Liuyuan arrived, in order to show respect, Hasan has been killing sheep to feed Yan Liuyuan, while others in the tribe can only eat meat with young and strong labor, or livestock that died in the snowstorm.

A little girl like Kiki, even if she is Hasan's daughter, has not received any preferential treatment.

Probably because of Hasan's impartial character, he became the head of this tribe.

Because Yan Liuyuan is the most distinguished identity here, he has never experienced the hardships of nomads.He and Xiaoyu saw that these people had their own cattle, sheep and horses, and they thought they were rich, but they didn't know that cattle and sheep could not be slaughtered at will. Such a large tribe, if they only eat beef and lamb, I am afraid that it will take 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 the tribes not only couldn't eat meat from time to time, but also rarely ate salt.

Salt is scarce on the grasslands. Nomads have always added salt from lamb, beef, goat 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 is not allowed to be eaten, and there is no salt supplement, many women and the elderly will have dizziness, muscle cramps, and nausea.

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

There is no salt and no medicine here, and the sheep can only be killed if they are really hungry.

"Yeah, it's all poor people in this era, how can I think you are doing well," Yan Liuyuan smiled bitterly: "This is my fault."

Yan Liuyuan asked Qiqige to call Hasan, and Hasan stared at his daughter on the road, then asked Yan Liuyuan respectfully: "Master, don't listen to Qiqige's nonsense, the tribe is not so difficult. To the point."

"Well, listen to me," Yan Liuyuan said calmly: "The symptoms of nausea in women and the elderly are because they can no longer eat meat, so they can't supplement salt. We need salt."

Hasan is embarrassed: "Yanba is very scarce, and only the big tribes have it. We must pay tribute to cattle and sheep every year to get that precious Yanba."

Yan Liuyuan suddenly felt that this was very much like one of the consortium's means of controlling the refugees. Hasn't their tribe been like a refugee outside the barriers?

But thinking of this, Yan Liuyuan was more interested, and he wanted to lead these people to a good life.

Yan Liuyuan curiously said: "Don't you have the ability to find salt?" The grassland is so large, you should be able to find some. Although there are few, it is not at all."

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

Yan Liuyuan carefully recalled some of the wild knowledge that Ren Xiaosu told him. He did not like to learn, but what Ren Xiaosu said to him, he always remembered it.

Yan Liuyuan suddenly said to Hasan: "You summoned the herdsmen and asked them if they remember where the cow licked before the cow was laid."

He remembers Ren Xiaosu telling him that as long as mammals must ingest salt, humans have long lost their wild instincts, but humans rely on wisdom. If they can’t find salt, they will let cattle find it 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 cattle to lick, and the grassland has salted ground. The cattle will find such a place to supplement their own salt.

Sure enough, Hassan went to ask a few people, and asked the answer.

After all, there are only a few places where the herd likes to lick when the cattle are grazing. How can you not know?

Yan Liuyuan immediately set off and led Hasan and others to the grassland.

Then the matter was simple. He took a group of people to rip open the snow and brought back a lot of soil under the turf to the tribe.

Yan Liuyuan didn't know what to do to extract salt, only knew that there must be something in it.

He can only use this method, mixing with water and soil, and filtering again and again with cotton cloth until the water is clear and placed in a fire pond for distillation!

It was just a moment of effort. Hasan, who was nearby, saw a light yellow-white crystal on the bottom of the pot, very rarely, because the extraction process was unqualified, so the sales were also poor.

Hasan couldn't wait to rub a finger into his mouth, then looked at Yan Liuyuan in surprise: "Master, it's really salt!"

No matter how you sell it, this is salt!

Yan Liuyuan breathed a sigh of relief. Previously Xiaoli would go to the wilderness to find the roots of the walnut tree to boil water. The water boiled with salt. At that time, it was Ren Xiaosu's job to find food, and now it was his turn.

He told Hassan: "Scrape it down, you go to the salty ground, just like I did just now, understand?"

"Okay," Hasan said excitedly, as if he was a god. He could extract salt from the barren soil. It was amazing!

In fact, nomadic peoples had mastered similar capabilities long before the cataclysm, 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.

The prairie people before the catastrophe, when they went to school, they had all learned standard education. No teacher had told them how to find salt on the prairie.

Therefore, at the moment of the catastrophe, some people may still know that there is something like Teng Wangge Xu, but how to survive on the grassland is not clear.

Slowly, the pressure of survival hung over everyone's head, and they even forgot Teng Wangge Xu.

The rest is just instinct, and then there is the rise of Xiao Xiong, began to integrate the power on the grassland, want to use the Central Plains as his granary.

It's just that they made a mistake, and when they went to the Central Plains, they discovered that they were the worst after the catastrophe. The Central Plains had established barriers and guns...

Nomads on the grassland don’t even know what the South looks like, only Yan Liuyuan and Xiaoyu are the best.

Yan Liuyuan sat in the tent, and Xiaoyu next to him kept smiling at him. He asked, "Sister Xiaoyu, why are you laughing?"

"I laugh, you are very much like your brother now," Xiaoyu sister said softly: "He will definitely be proud of you."

As a result, Sister Xiaoyu found that Yan Liuyuan was suddenly silent and looked down.

Yan Liuyuan whispered, "Sister, I miss my brother a little bit."