There is a Wall Behind the Shadow

In order to be able to give the sheep a place to stay before dark, Song Shiyue never stopped during the whole day.That is, when I ate at noon, I bite the cakes and drank the soup. I just said a few words about the difficulty of driving sheep on the road, so I went to work again.

By this time, the sheep pen was also set up, and the sheep were almost caught up. Song Shiyue finally had time to be in the mood, and sold the small gate she had hidden for many days.

After driving the last few sheep into the new sheepfold, Song Shiyue unhooked the small wooden bucket hanging on both sides from the back of the goat, carried it out and put it in front of a few people, but didn't rush to close the sheepfold door, just herself Stand at the door as a door panel.

"Guess what..." Song Shiyue smiled and said something she had wanted to say for several days.

Several people also cooperated.

These two small wooden barrels are about half an arm high, and the four hands are thick. At first glance, they are the barrels taken out from the whole piece of wood. Except for the multiple sealed lids on them, they look like those in the camp. They are from the Song Dynasty. Hand of the month.

The bucket is nothing new, so the thing in the bucket must be guessed.

Ning Chuyang didn't think much, but the first one blurted out and guessed: "Goat's milk! Chickens, ducks and geese will lay eggs on the way, so the sheep will also produce milk on the way!"

Zhuang Jiachuan nodded, feeling somewhat reasonable.

"If you don't pick up the eggs, you will lose them. If you don't squeeze the milk, there is no problem. Among the 25 sheep, there are five lambs. Even if they have milk, they should have been drunk a lot. Feng Qianqian spoke slowly.

Ning Chuyang thought for a while, and quickly turned back: "You are right!"

"Does the contents of the bucket have anything to do with the sheep?" Yu Nianbing recalled Song Shiyue's care when putting the bucket just now. It was still difficult to guess what was in the bucket, so she could only ask aloud.

"Well...it's related." Song Shiyue smiled more and more.

In this way, there is only an indirect relationship, not a direct relationship.

Feng Qianqian and Yu Nianbing thought of this at the same time, but what kind of indirection is it?

Sheep's food?Others who treat sheep as food?

The two breathed harder in tandem and sniffed their noses. They didn't smell blood in the air, but...there was a smell of sheep everywhere.

Fortunately, this is a downwind position, otherwise the wind will blow through the flock and then blow into the camp, it will be so uncomfortable... Feng Qianqian thought so and walked away.

Fruits, nuts, vegetables, herbs...

Several people gave a few more answers, and even the answers had already begun to report categories instead of specific items, but Song Shiyue shook her head again and again, and her smile deepened.

It must be a huge gain, Yu Nianbing looked at Song Shiyue's triumphant look, and the connivance between his eyebrows gradually smudged a smile that he could even examine carefully.

Song Shiyue is just selling a small pass to mobilize everyone's small expectations, not to embarrass people.After several people said five or six kinds of answers, Song Shiyue announced the answer.

The lid on the keg was lifted, revealing the transparent sealed bag inside and the grayish white inside and a little beige...

The sealed bag is something Song Shiyue must bring when he goes out to search for supplies, so what he finds is the gray-white things there.

Ning Chuyang stepped forward and opened the sealed bag, but he couldn't see what those gray-white scraps were.

Just when Ning Chuyang raised his hand and took a handful of them to take a closer look, a hand with two sections of rabbit skin fingertips stretched over.

Ning Chuyang did not hesitate to put the handful of scraps into Feng Qianqian's palm.Since Song Shiyue didn't stop her when she did it just now, then these things must be harmless.

Just as Feng Qianqian fiddled with the scraps in his hands, Zhuang Jiachuan and Yu Nianbing also knelt down and looked at the contents of the bucket.

Zhuang Jiachuan...it's just for the time being.

Yu Nianbing and Feng Qianqian made a sound together in about the same time.

"salt?"

"Coarse salt?"

The two people who spoke out subconsciously glanced at each other, and the original three-point guess became five-point confidence.

But Song Shiyue, who was finally waiting for the answer happily, nodded and knocked the five points into ten points.

In other words, these salts and these sheep really have something to do with them.

When Song Shiyue left the camp, she didn't find any good things until the fourth night, only a roasted chicken and a few eggs, so she was not reconciled to go back like this.So I thought about sticking to it for another day, and if there was nothing up front, I would turn around and rush back day and night.

Unexpectedly, this persistence would last for several days.

It was the afternoon of the fifth day, and there was a mountain in front of him. Song Shiyue was ready to go back to fish for those clams without meat and drove back. As a result, he heard the bleating sound in front.

To tell the truth, if Ning Chuyang went to see that picture, it might be thought that the clouds in the sky fell onto the cliffs in the mountains.

Song Shiyue didn't know why the sheep had climbed to such a high and bald mountain.Obviously, the surrounding grass grows pretty well, and the mountain where she walked earlier is also a lot of vegetation. Why do those sheep have to squeeze on the cliff of the stone mountain in front...

No matter what it was for, when Song Shiyue saw them for the first time, these sheep were already named Song.

The road on the mountain wall is narrow, and some places can only accommodate a sheep to pass. When Song Shiyue cautiously hid his figure to catch up, those sheep... actually were still climbing...

Even Song Shiyue didn't have the ability to stun all the sheep in that kind of terrain.Whenever one is disturbed and causes chaos on the steep and narrow mountain wall, then I am afraid that there will be nothing left in the group.

But no matter why the sheep walk on the mountain wall, they can never live on these rocks for a long time.

A good hunter must have enough patience.

Song Shiyue followed the sheep, walking slowly and carefully, but didn't follow too closely.Song Shiyue would always stop for a while where there were trees. After the sheep had walked forward for a while, he would peel some bark off, and then rub the rope while following.The vines on the road were all collected by Song Shiyue. Like the bark, they became ropes wrapped in a bag.

In this way, Song Shiyue followed them from the afternoon to the night, and followed them to lie down on the mountain wall to rest, and then get up early in the morning to fight again.

Originally, Song Shiyue thought that these sheep kept going up and wanted to turn over from the top of this high mountain, but never thought that these sheep actually entered a cave near noon the next day.

The entrance to the cave was narrow and dark, as if a line had been cut through the mountain wall. If Song Shiyue had not had eyes capable of night vision, I was afraid that the hunt would have been stopped there.

In fact, after entering the cave, Song Shiyue could already do it.Leaving the mountain wall, even if it takes several waves to bring down these sheep, in this cave, there is no need to worry about chaos and let them fall down the mountain.

It's just... after so long, Song Shiyue became more and more curious about where these sheep could go, and whether there could be something better there.

The mountains were peaceful, the ground was stable, and there were no signs of aftershocks. Song Shiyue followed.

Originally on the mountain wall, the sheep led her all the way up, but after entering the cave, she could feel that she was slowly walking down a similar zigzag route.

I have to say that these sheep are really... strange.Song Shiyue didn't know what the sheep's night vision ability was, but she always felt that they probably... couldn't make it clear.The sheep that were able to walk on the mountain wall before began to stumble upon entering the hole. From time to time, sheep hit the mountain wall, the sheep hit the sheep, the sheep hit the sheep and then hit the sheep... The bleating sound became sharp and anxious, causing Song Shiyue to hesitate again whether he should take action to end this mistake, perhaps because the sheep got lost and entered the cave.

Fortunately, Song Shiyue still hesitated.

Hesitation gave the sheep more time.

The chaos in the dark was only a few minutes, and after a few minutes, light appeared in front of him.

This is not a cave.

This is just a short gap, connecting the two ends of a mountain wall.

Outside, it resembles a valley sandwiched between two cliffs, still walking the mountain wall, but this time the sheep are walking down.

It's all here. Of course Song Shiyue has to be patient and follow the sheep down the mountain.

then……

I saw a long and narrow lake.

The blue-gray lake, the lakeside is a large area of ​​gray-white.

The sheep accelerated their pace without hesitation, gathered at the lake, bowed their heads and licked.

Lick once, pause for a while, then lick again.

A few sheep licked twice, and then ran away from the gray lake shore to gnaw on the weeds that grew stubbornly in the crevices of the stones beside them. It was not too small. They gnawed a few bites here and there, and then licked the riverbank.

The herd was free and scattered, spreading from the originally tight team.

This place is narrow on both sides, with a lake in the middle and mountain walls around it. It is a good place to conquer the sheep. But Song Shiyue had no intention of sheep for the time being.

The story of catching sheep back here is that Zhuang Jiachuan and Ning Chuyang, who had not been able to guess what was in the bucket before, have also guessed where the salt comes from.

"Is that a salt lake? The salt we usually eat seems to have that kind of lake salt, but it's not as gray, and it's white." Zhuang Jiachuan said, twisting a little bit of the off-white powder in the bucket with his fingers, and looked towards Song Shiyue asked, "Can I eat it like this? Let me try it?"

"The sheep are okay, but these are just the salt I obtained by boiling the lake water to evaporate. I ate the salty, but I don't know if I can make it whiter." Song Shiyue said, looking at Feng. flourishing.

Feng Qianqian, who was named by his eyes, hesitated for a moment, thought about it, and said: "Chemical purification, we don't have the conditions here. But physical refinement... Did you directly burn the fire, and then take the container to boil the lake water to evaporate?"

Song Shiyue nodded, but said again: "I got down to the lake, and the water I got from a little bit in the middle of the lake should be relatively pure, right?"

"Yes." Feng Qianqian agreed, and then twisted the scraps in his hand. "But now that we have the conditions, we can still filter it again. After it cools down, we filter it from the muslin once more. Then evaporate again, and try to see if you can get a finer salt."

Listening to Feng Qianqian’s words, there is a lot of uncertainty, Song Shiyue began to be a little worried: "If not..."

"If you can't, it doesn't matter. Since these sheep are willing to take such a big risk to eat, they must not have eaten once or twice. Maybe their ancestors have eaten for generations... From the instinct of animals to seek advantages and avoid harm, the problem should not be the problem. It's huge. And, it's better to have salt than no salt." Feng Qianqian said, smiled, twisted some coarse salt entrance from the palm of his hand, sipped it, nodded, "Well, it's salty enough. Can our salted goose eggs be marinated?"