I do research in ancient times

Chapter 185

"I have a way to make salt, which can solve Nanshi's dilemma."

When this sentence was translated into Tulun language by Mr. Feng's mouth, Tuhan, the old patriarch of Nanshi, thought he had heard it wrong.

Although the Tulun language of Xihu and the Amilei language of Donghu are mutually intelligible, there are differences in many places. The speaker is a young man in the industry, and it is normal to speak incorrectly.

So at first, Hantu didn't respond.

He had a calm expression, a gentle and tolerant smile, and nodded approvingly, saying that this kid can speak Tulun fluently, which is really worthy of encouragement.

Hantu's attitude surprised both Ning and Feng.

The method of making salt is like sending charcoal in a timely manner. I originally thought that Nanshibu would be happy to accept it.I didn't expect the old patriarch to be so calm. Could it be that they already have a countermeasure?

If this is the case, then they don't bother to talk about Yantian.

For a while, no one in the room spoke, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

At this time, Clay came to say hello to Grandpa.

When something happened, the child also stayed up all night, thinking over and over again, and got up early in the morning to inquire about the news.

Seeing that Ning Fei was also there, Clay's eyes lit up instantly.

"Brother Xiao Fei, you are here!"

He ran in front of Ning Fei, his eyes sparkling like a puppy welcoming his family.

Ning Fei smiled and patted his head.

"I'm here to talk to your grandfather about making salt."

"Salt making? That's right, brother Fei can make salt!"

Clay's eyes brightened.

He is a loyal supporter of Brother Xiaofei, and he firmly believes in what Brother Xiaofei says.

He had already heard about the big boat being forced back by barbarians, and his heart felt unspeakably heavy.As soon as he returned to his father's house, Nanshi was blocked and besieged, and the child felt a little guilty.

what to do?what to do?What to do if there is no salt to eat?

The first thing Clay thought of was Brother Fei.

Brother Xiaofei is so smart, he must have a solution.

But he also knew that Brother Xiao Fei had a special status. Mo Zong accepted him and sent him back to his father's house.

Therefore, the child was depressed all night, and died without mentioning a word.

Brother Xiao Fei is not willing, so he won't say anything, it's no big deal if he goes out and fights those Xihu people desperately.

This is Nan Shiren and Liang Zi from the Xihu Department, so no one else can be involved.

Unexpectedly, things turned around early this morning!

Brother Xiaofei said that he has a way to make salt, Brother Xiaofei is willing to help Abba's tribe, Nanshibu is saved!

Not to mention making salt, have you ever seen a ship that can fly into the sky?Made by his brother Fei!

"That's right, Grandpa, my little brother Fei can make salt, those villains can't trap us!"

Clay spun around excitedly.

He said this in Amilei, simple and rude, and hit the ear of the old patriarch directly.

The old patriarch: "...wait a minute."

He grabbed Clay's shoulder, his cloudy eyes suddenly opened wide.

"What did you say? That little brother Ning can make salt?"

"what."

Clay nodded stupidly, not understanding why Grandpa was so excited all of a sudden.

Brother Xiaofei said that it can be made, so it will definitely be possible. He has witnessed countless times in Mozong.

Ning Fei at the side also tasted the taste, so he repeated what he said before.

This time Clay spoke in Amilei, and old Tuhan listened to every word very carefully, for fear of missing any single word.

——I have the method of making salt, which can solve Nanshi's dilemma.

The moment the voice fell to the ground, Tuhan felt that he heard the holy voice of the god.

He forced himself to suppress the excitement in his heart, fearing that the other party would make a mistake, he carefully explained to Feng Ning and the others.

"Both of you, it's not that we in the South Stone Division don't know how to make salt, it's King Zuoguli who blocked the waterway, and we can't get seawater..."

He paused, and simply told the whole story of Nan Shibu's plight.

"Besides, we don't have dry firewood to burn salt. The ancestors forbade us to cut down trees, and the salt storage in the city has bottomed out. The ordinary method of frying salt can't be used."

"Don't boil it, use sun-dried."

Ning Fei replied with a smile.

Boiling salt is the most traditional way of making salt.Ning Fei has seen Bai Kebu's salt pots, which are lined up in the salt workshop, where firewood is laid, and the seawater is boiled into crystallized salt.

Just to completely evaporate a pot of seawater, it takes a long time to cook on a high fire, and only a small piece of the bottom of the pot can be condensed. Not to mention time-consuming, laborious and firewood, the cost is high and the efficiency is low.

But sun salt is different.

As long as the brine with a suitable concentration is introduced into the evaporation pool and the crystallization pool, the most manpower-intensive process is only the stirring of the salt block crystallization, which is much less labor-saving than boiling salt.

"What? Use sunscreen?"

Tuhan stroked his beard with a dazed expression.

"Can the sun be drying to produce salt? How long does it take to dry?!"

Naturally, the best place to dry salt is by the sea.

A tidal pool is built at the seaside. When the tide is high, the valve is opened, and the seawater automatically flows into the pool under the action of the tide without manual water diversion.The amount of water that needs to be brine is put into the evaporation pond, and it is naturally precipitated and evaporated by sunlight and sea breeze to make brine.

After the seawater reaches the crystallization concentration, the seawater in the evaporation pool is introduced into the crystallization pool. This step requires manual labor. Before the sun comes out, use a salt rake to stir the seawater in the crystallization pool to prevent uneven particles and large crystal blocks during the crystallization process. .After repeating this and closely monitoring the concentration, the salt can be collected in about half a month. After simple purification, it is edible table salt.

In fact, at present, there is no purification process for the boiled salt of Donghu Sanbu, and the tribesmen have not had any problems eating it for thousands of years.However, Ning Juzi has his own persistence in doing things, and tries to make the quality as fine as possible when conditions permit.

"Naturally it can."

Ning Juzi smiled.

"Boiling salt with fire accelerates the evaporation of sea water and precipitates salt crystals. Putting it in the sun has the same effect."

"There is a lake called Xuechi in the Baike tribe. I wonder if the patriarch has heard of it?"

Tuhan didn't quite understand the first sentence, but he knew the latter sentence, so he nodded quickly.

"I know."

"The Blood Pond is on the wasteland between Nanshi City and Hanhai City. There is a big wasteland there, and the vegetation can't survive. Few people from the clan go there."

Hearing what he said, Ning Fei nodded.

"It will be lively over there in the future."

He casually drew a delicious big cake for Tuhan.

"Opening salt fields to make salt requires no firewood, and you don't have to worry about being blocked. Maybe your salt will become a commodity in short supply on the grassland in the future."

"Is this true!?"

This extraordinarily high-pitched voice was not called out by the old Patriarch Tuhan. The Patriarch Helan of Bai Ke Shao rushed in the door with a stride, his eyes glowing green.

"Brother, are you bragging?! We can make salt without firewood?!"

As he said that, he wanted to reach out and pull Ning Fei.

Naturally, it was impossible for Feng Kai to let others touch his non-brother, so he turned around slightly and protected the young Juzi behind his back, restraining Helan's movements with one hand.

At the same time, Ning Sawzi's diehard fans, little fans, also spoke out angrily.

"Brother Xiao Fei doesn't brag! Didn't you see the spaceship with your own eyes?"

As soon as the spaceship was mentioned, Helan immediately had no doubts.

A wooden boat dragging a big cloth ball descended from the sky, fluttering and falling into the Hanhai Lake.He was not the only one who saw this miraculous scene, and many Baike people also witnessed it with their own eyes. Even now, some tribesmen sneaked away to the place where the wooden boats were stored to "get immortal spirit".

"Hey, I'm thinking too much!"

Helan scratched the back of his head and saluted Ning Fei with an apologetic face.

"Mr. Xiao has a lot of them, don't worry about me, a brute. But the blood pool is not too far from our Hanhai City, and making salt is also a part of our Baike tribe. Our tribe can work!"

When he spoke like this, the old patriarch Tuhan immediately felt a sense of crisis, and recommended his own clansmen in a hurry.

Clay talked to him a lot yesterday, but he didn't take it seriously because he was worried about the big ship going out to sea.

Now that Helan is so respectful and solemn, this young Mr. Ning Xiao is probably a capable person with real skills. No wonder his grandson respects him so much.

Tuhan could see that the relationship between his grandson Clay and Mr. Ning Xiao was very close.Clay is a descendant of the Yeshan family, how can the Nanshi tribe fall behind?

After thinking about it, he sent someone to deliver a letter to the Baike and Tuhe tribes, asking the other two chiefs to come to Nanshi City to discuss important matters.

The three clans advance together and retreat together, and they call each other brothers. If good things happen, they can't eat alone, and no one can be left behind.

By the time the sun was high, Patriarch Tuhan's yard welcomed the patriarchs of the Baike and Tuhe clans, as well as important figures in the clan who could speak.A group of people walked into the courtyard, all of them looked solemn, presumably the news that King Zuoguli closed the entrance to the sea had already spread throughout Donghu's territory.

"Oh shit!"

A middle-aged man with a beard ducked his feet and cursed as soon as he entered the door.

"That bastard Sha Lie is so fucking hateful! He didn't even let our boat go into the sea. I used to think that his little boy looked very sinister, and he really wasn't a good guy!"

, full of stinky farts! "

"Brother Tuhan, brother Hemuda, what should you say! He has blocked our trade route now, so we can't be trapped in Keten Mountain, right? Otherwise, we will send troops, and I will lead people to kill his brother bird of!"

The Patriarch of Baike, Hemuda, patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, listen to Big Brother Tuhan to finish the matter first, and then it's not too late for us to discuss."

"Well."

The brawny man slapped his hands, "Brother Tuhan, tell me quickly, after we finish talking, let's settle the score with that dog!"

Then, after listening to Ning Fei's explanation and Clay's translation of the principle and construction method of the salt field, Tuhe's irritable bearded man stopped making a sound, and his face was full of doubts about life.

What is sun-dried... what is graded... what is salt from the ground...

He couldn't understand the language of the industry, but he couldn't understand the Amilei language that the child clearly spoke.

Obviously every word knows what it means, but when connected together, it is like a heavenly book. I don't understand it at all? !

"Cough, it's actually the difference between sun-dried and burnt-dried. I don't understand that."

Helan on the side smiled arrogantly, completely forgetting that just a quarter of an hour ago, he was just as dumb as Patriarch Tuhe.

"Anyway, the blood pool can make salt, do you want to add it?"

Patriarch Tuhe understood what he said, and slapped his thigh with a slap, grinning in pain, but still hurriedly responded.

"Join, join, of course! We are worrying about running out of salt!"

He turned his head to look at Ning Fei, and laughed three times.

"Just say what Mr. Ning wants, as long as we can make salt for us, I, the Tuhe clan, will agree to anything!"

Unanimously decided, all members of the three Donghu tribes participated in the construction of the Xuechi salt field.

Ning Fei was still worried that the blood pool was unlucky, but everyone didn't accept it.But looking at it now, Donghu people are very pragmatic, blood and tears are not a big deal in the face of life and death, as long as they don't violate the ancestors' precepts and don't go against the gods, the three tribes don't have any pressure to work.

After setting goals and plans, everyone immediately dismissed the meeting.Tu He and the Patriarch Bai Ke went back to the city to call up their staff, and Helan and Tu Han accompanied Feng to the Blood Pond for on-the-spot investigation to determine the infrastructure plan for the salt pool.

A technological change sweeping Keten Mountain and having a profound impact on future generations is about to kick off.