This discovery surprised Wang Yang, white clay rarely appeared in his memory, because he rarely saw white bricks.

So what is this white clay for?

Wang Yang asked the chasers how they found the clay and how far away it was.

After learning about it, Wang Yang knew the ins and outs of the whole thing.

The Exorcists had only been away for a few days when they entered a mountainous terrain with lush trees in which they searched for other humans.

Since there was no shortage of food for a few people in the mountains and forests, they were hunting and moving forward, when suddenly, they saw a white downhill.

They were very surprised, the white land was rare, and their knowledge and knowledge were scarce, and for a while they thought that they were in the snow again, and they couldn't help but shrink their necks and put on their clothes tighter.

Soon, they descended to the lower slope and found that it was not snow, but white gravel.

Seeing that there were a lot of gravel edges, I wanted to take them to see if I could make fire, so I picked up two stones with sharp edges, and used the method of flint to ignite them, put the edges of the two stones together, and sharpened them vigorously.

How did they know that these stones were not as wear-resistant as they imagined, and the two cutting edges were suddenly worn off by them, dropping some white ash.

They didn't think much about it either, after all, the goal was to find someone, like leaving.

When the rain stopped, they found that there were no water stains on the white stones, so they couldn't help but pick them up curiously, and they found that they were very sticky, and they seemed to be a kind of clay.

Subsequently. They stayed for a while, testing the properties of the white stone. Eventually, it was determined that these stones were not real stones. It is also a type of clay, but it dries up and forms lumps, which look like stones.

After that, they came back with many bags, intending to burn them.

Wang Yang looked at their drawings and nodded slightly, he didn't say anything, and he didn't know much about geology.

With a wave of his hand, he felt a little tired. Want to get some sleep.

The exorcist asked him, don't you plan to burn some to try?

Wang Yang was very uncomfortable now, and he was not in the mood to do this, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

This night, I slept until the next morning, and after I woke up, the lazy feeling from my body did not weaken, but strengthened a little.

He went and washed his face and poured a lot of water into it. His brow furrowed slightly.

The exorcist came to him again and asked him when he would start burning new clay.

Wang Yang patted him on the shoulder and told him that he didn't need to tell me everything. If you want to burn it, you can burn it.

The exorcist froze, looked at the white clay, and suppressed the idea of trying. Don't dare to burn it.

He could see that Wang Yang was not in a good mood. Just like everyone else, there is no spirit. I want to help but I don't know where to start, and I'm in a hurry.

He pulled Wang Yang and pointed at the five people, his expression was very solemn, wondering if they were the ghosts.

Wang Yang frowned slightly, it is impossible to make ghosts, at this time, human beings still can't tell what is poisonous, how can they poison themselves.

But could it be that they bring the disease?

"Probably not, I'm sick, but they are alive and well, if it's really the disease they brought, they should be the ones who get sick first."

He shook his head solemnly at the Exorcist, telling him not to mention it again, the five of them had just joined the tribe, and random suspicion was the most important thing.

After finding the osteologist, Wang Yang decided that he could not sit still and find out what was going on sooner.

He was going to start with the food that everyone was eating.

"What have you been eating lately? Who cares about cooking? ”

The osteologist shook his head and called in Shoukura, who was usually the one who managed the food.

Morikura began to draw pictures on the ground, drawing what everyone had eaten recently. Each painting depicts a crowd of people coming to fetch wheat and jerky.

Wang Yang frowned: "Jerky meat? We still have jerky? How didn't you see it. ”

Morikura said that the stored jerky was basically eaten, and everyone was busy clearing the wheat field instead of hunting.

"Have you eaten anything strange lately? For example, wild vegetables you don't know? ”

Shoucang naturally didn't know what the others ate in Lu Dao, but he knew that all he ate was wheat.

Wang Yang had to ask everyone else what they had eaten, and the result was the same, everyone ate wheat, and other than that, some leftover jerky.

He was confused, could it be that the jerky had gone bad? But now that the jerky is all eaten, where can I find it?

"The jerky from the two tin boxes was also eaten?"

Shou Cang nodded.

"It's weird, the food is fine, and the water source is not likely to be a problem, so what's the reason?"

"Why don't you go hunting some fresh animals to eat?" Wang Yang asked, although he has no appetite now, he still wants to eat meat.

Orthopedic scientist Wang Yang waved his hands: "No strength." ”

The exorcist was stunned, no meat to eat? How does this work? Not eating meat for a meal would kill him, and he really didn't like to eat tasteless wheat.

He immediately waved at the four big hands in his group, took his equipment, and rushed to hunt.

They did not appear to be unwell, some of them had the strength to hunt, and completely forgot about the burning of white clay, and Wang Yang did not remind them that eating meat was important.

He lay down again, very sleepy, didn't want to move, his brain was like paste, muddy, thinking about the story of Shennong tasting herbs, and muttered in his heart: "It's really forcing me to be anxious, so I'll taste herbs." Let's see if you will really taste the broken intestine grass and poison yourself. ”

As soon as he lay down, the little guy jumped onto Wang Yang's chest, looked at Wang Yang with a pair of small black eyes, gnawed on the wood, a few small whiskers shook up and down in the sun, and suddenly stretched the wooden block to Wang Yang's mouth, and actually wanted to share it with him.

Looking at its expression that didn't know whether it was serious or serious, Wang Yang was happy.

"It's still hello, even the wood wants to share a little with me."

Smiling, he remembered the situation on Zhang San's side again, and he didn't know if the same thing happened to them from his side, and he didn't dare to go over if he wanted to ask.

Clutching your chest. Wang Yang sighed: "It really broke my little liver." ”

In the evening, the chasers hunted two unknown animals. It looks a bit like a wildebeest.

Wang Yang didn't think much about it and lit a flame. Preparing to make the meal, the two animals were bled by the exorcists through several openings, and the blood was packed, bag after bag, without wasting.

Animal blood is also a very delicious thing, and it is indeed fishy to drink directly, but you can take the blood and steam it, and it will be steamed into a very tender, tofu-like blood clot. Because it is cooked, there is no smell of blood, and it tastes very good, so it is deeply loved by everyone.

Wang Yang drank some hot porridge, ate some blood clots and meat, and fell into a deep sleep.

When he got up the next day, he stretched his waist and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he seemed to have some strength......

He got up all at once. His eyes widened and he touched his body.

"What's going on? Sick and cured? ”

He hurried to see the others, and found that some of them were much better, while others were still sluggish.

Good people inside. There are children, there are adults, and there are weak people. There was no way for Wang Yang to judge what was going on.

Originally, according to his thoughts, he thought that his health was good. The immunity is very good, so antibodies are developed against the pathogen. But as it stands, that doesn't seem to be the case.

"Is it because you ate meat?" A flash of light flashed in Wang Yang's mind, and he faintly felt that he had caught something.

So today, after the chasers caught their prey, he began to observe who ate the meat.

The next day, his spirit was better again, his physical functions slowly recovered, and the whole person was much more comfortable.

He immediately went to see the state of the crowd, and sure enough, some of them were in good shape, and a few people, led by the osteologist, wanted to drill into the wheat field and planned to work.

Wang Yang checked carefully, his brows suddenly furrowed, he remembered that the orthopedic surgeon didn't eat meat yesterday, but he ......

When I turned my head to look, I saw that the orthopedic surgeon was puffing out his muscles.

Not only him, but many people did not eat meat yesterday, because the food was limited, and the second was that it was very difficult to eat meat, and many people did not eat meat.

He was confused again, what the hell was going on? Is it really the disease, not the cause of what to eat?

He couldn't figure it out, so he pulled the crowd over and asked them to draw what they had eaten yesterday.

This painting, sure enough, found the clues, only to see those who were in better spirits, without exception, ate steamed blood clots yesterday.

"It's the blood!" Wang Yang's eyes lit up, but when he remembered the reason for the blood, he was a little stupid.

What did they eat blood for, and they were in good shape?

He decided to test it again, "I won't eat blood myself today and see what happens." ”

As a result, on the second day, Wang Yang was sloppy, shook his head slightly and sighed: "If you don't die, you won't die." ”

determined that it was the cause of blood, Wang Yang planned to further verify, as the saying goes, live to be old, learn to be old, the five new people also did not eat blood, they had nothing to do with anything.

He watched all day and saw that they were eating the rotting grass.

That grass Wang Yang tasted, slightly bitter, more salty.

"Lack of salt!" At this moment, Wang Yang finally understood what was going on.

His eyes lit up, a little helpless, he had never lacked salt in his previous life, and he couldn't think of this aspect for a while.

Now that I think about it, it's really a lack of salt.

According to many scholars and experts, primitive people have mastered fire long ago, but they still live a life of drinking blood, killing animals, and not even letting go of blood.

And a variety of trace elements in the blood of animals, including salt, so primitive man is not short of salt.

The era of real salt shortage is more than 5,000 years and less than 10,000 years, when tribes appeared, the era of agriculture appeared, and crops based on coarse grains appeared on the big stage of history and shined.

But because of this, there was a crisis of lack of salt, but fortunately, I don't know which genius got the salt.

As the saying goes, there are gains and losses, because of the knowledge of later generations, let the human beings of this era directly enter the era of coarse grains, resulting in a lack of salt in the body has become inevitable.

So, what I have to solve now is to find salt! (To be continued......)

PS: Ahem, it seems that a few book friends yesterday knew that what was missing was salt...... This, you have too much knowledge, can we still be happy friends?