Chapter 026: The Night Is Too Long

After a tiring day, the tribesmen are looking forward to a delicious meal of grilled fish and a comfortable night's sleep. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Even if you don't sleep, you can talk around the fire.

The fish has been grilled, and the cook, who has learned the craft with Wang Hao for a few days, has now mastered the skills of grilling fish. The fragrant fish is divided into two parts, one coated with spicy beans and the other without spicy beans.

The fish was there, and the fragrance kept going to everyone's noses, but no one had a chance to eat it.

In the clan, whether it is the wounded or the sick, whether it is a pregnant woman or a child. Everyone was given a piece of salt stone. They had to smash the salt stones in their hands to smash them before they could eat.

Except for Wang Hao, who was used to check the degree of crushing, even the patriarch smashed a fist-sized piece of salt stone on the stone with his left hand.

The salt stones were very hard, and the tribesmen took the stones that had been peeled off from the salt mountain, and only after they were transported back to the village did they be smashed into small pieces with boulders.

When the first clansman to complete the task received his portion of the grilled fish, the rest of the clansmen also sped up their movements.

Once the broken dust was inspected by Wang Hao, it was sent by the tribesmen to the puddle dug out on the edge of the pond. The pit on the left has a small amount of water, and the rest is all clay. The pit on the right has a lot of water, and when the salt and stone are finished, the waterline is basically the same as the mouth of the pit.

Looking at the muddy muddy water in the pit, Wang Hao dipped a little bit on his fingers. After tasting that the taste was salty, Wang Hao smiled with satisfaction. All the salt in the salt stone dissolves into the water. When the mud settles down tomorrow and the water is clear, scoop out the water and put it in a clean place to evaporate, and what remains is the salt of the white flowers.

With salt, the fish caught today can be made into salted fish if you can't eat it all. Meat, on the other hand, can be made into bacon. These things will not spoil even if they are stored for half a year after they are ready, and when there is a shortage of food after the snowfall, the clansmen will not starve.

Looking at Wang Hao's satisfied smile, the hairball jumped off his shoulder, and followed Wang Hao's example and picked a piece of mud with his paw and fed it to his mouth.

After careful tasting, the hairball looked up at Wang Hao who was smiling, and then spit out the mud in his mouth with a 'poof'.

climbed on Wang Hao's shoulder, 'babbling' at Wang Hao, and after a while, Wang Hao ignored it, so he angrily went to find trouble with the little wolf.

Just as Wang Hao was recalling the taste of bacon slices, several figures rushed out of the darkness.

"Wang Hu! Wang Hu, they're back! It was the turn of the clansmen who were on guard today to see Wang Hu and them, and they immediately greeted them excitedly. Wang Hao also followed.

"Haha, I've smelled the smell of grilled fish from afar, and now I'm grumbling with hunger, and I feel like I can eat two grilled fish by myself." Looking at Wang Hao, who came up, Wang Hu said with a smile.

Many of the people who went out came back. There was no blood on the stone axe, and the feather arrows in the quiver were half less except for Wang Hu's, and the rest were full. It doesn't look like he's been through any of the battles.

Wang Hao's hanging heart finally let go.

"Why did you come back so late, it's not far away, do you want the people to worry about you?" Walking forward, Wang Hao punched Wang Hu in the chest and said reproachfully.

Wang Hu smiled and touched his head, facing the concern of the clansmen, he always had this expression.

As soon as he raised his hand, the skin of the vine on his shoulder and the deep blood mark were revealed. It was only then that Wang Hao noticed the climbing plow pulled behind him.

Six people, three climbing plows, each with at least 500 pounds of iron ore piled on it. Looking at the bloody shoulders of several people, Wang Hao couldn't think of what kind of perseverance could support them to pull such a heavy thing on a mountain road for dozens of miles.

The people who greeted them took the vines from their hands and dragged the sacrifices back to the village in exchange for weapons that would never break.

When Wang Hu was taken to dinner by the cook, he asked Wang Hao seriously: "Hao, can these stones really be exchanged with the ancestral god for weapons that will never break?" ā€

Wang Hao felt that his nose was sour, patted his chest fiercely, and promised: "Don't worry, you can definitely do it." ā€

Seeing Wang Hu and them staggering into the village, every step would leave a bloody footprint on the ground. In order to bring the iron ore back, the thick old skin on their feet was worn out.

Pulling the plow full of iron ore and walking a few steps, Wang Hao felt that he could only pull the plow ore for a hundred meters at most.

He called Shi Li over and asked him, "Do you remember those herbs I taught you today?" ā€

Shi Li couldn't figure out what Wang Hao wanted to do, so he nodded blankly.

Wang Hao said: "Your brother Huzi and your uncles are injured in their shoulders and feet, wait until they finish eating, you can help them with medicine." This is the first test for you, and if you do well, I will praise you in front of the second girl. ā€

After hearing this, Shi Li's eyes lit up, and he nodded happily and ran to prepare.

The iron ore was pulled back to the middle of the village, where the tribesmen piled it together.

The patriarch circled around the iron ore several times, but found nothing outstanding about the stones. wanted to ask Wang Hao, but saw Wang Hao inspecting the stones one by one, and he had to give up for fear of disturbing him.

After inspection, Wang Hao was surprised to find that these iron ores were actually super iron-rich ores with a legendary iron content of more than 60%, and the most rare thing was that they were still open-air.

You must know that on the earth, iron ore with an iron content of more than 40% is called a rich mineral. In China, most of the iron ore found is with an iron content of 5 to 30 percent. As for the theoretical iron content can reach 72 percent iron ore, at least Wang Hao has never heard of it.

Wang Hao clapped his hands and stood up while calculating how many weapons these iron ores could be turned into by the system.

Seeing that Wang Hao was finally busy, the patriarch hurriedly ran over, pointed to the pile of iron ore and asked Wang Hao: "Xiao Hao, can these ordinary stones be exchanged for weapons that will not break from the ancestral gods?" ā€

"Don't worry, uncle, tomorrow morning, you will see a divine soldier you have never seen before, I only hope that you will not be stunned by then." Wang Hao looked at the patriarch and said with a smile.

After listening to Wang Hao's repeated assurances, the patriarch put half of his hanging heart back into his stomach. It's not that the patriarch is too composed, but a weapon that will never break, it's really too much to do.

Its meaning is like owning an AK47 in Resident Evil that can never be shot by bullets, just like the tail spines of bees that can be recycled indefinitely.

Although Wang Hao repeatedly emphasized that pregnant women, children and the wounded should eat as little spicy food as possible, Wang Hu and the others still secretly smeared the grilled fish with spicy beans. After eating the grilled fish, Wang Hu and the others sang the celebratory 'Dafeng Song' with their swollen sausage-like lips, while Shi Li ran up and down beside them to treat their wounds with herbs.

By the time the wound was treated, the exhausted Wang Hu and the others had already fallen asleep.

The patriarch sought out several of his tribesmen and carried them to their respective caves. A chill hit, and the patriarch rubbed his faintly aching legs, and returned to the cave with a reluctant expression.

Now, like all his people, he was looking forward to the moon setting soon. That way, they'll be able to see earlier what the legendary weapon that never breaks looks like.