In addition to fishing, Jun Qianqian is also very worried about the problem of salt, speaking of which, if it weren't for the lack of salt in the tribe, Luo Ze and they would not go to the market to exchange animal skins, then she wouldn't have met them.

The standard of salt eating in the tribe is definitely compressed and compressed, everyone can eat less and eat less, the men who do the hard work eat more, the women and children eat less, and sometimes they don't even eat any salt.

That's not going to work......

The rivers and lakes next to the Purple Flower Tribe are all freshwater, so it is very convenient to drink water, but salt intake has become a big problem.

Is there any way to get some more salt back?

Jun Qianqian asked Luo Ze, he said that the relationship between the Salt Lake tribe and the Purple Flower tribe was not good, and to put it more bluntly, the Salt Lake tribe unilaterally looked down on and bullied the Purple Flower Tribe, and they only exchanged a small amount of salt for them every time.

"Salt Lake, ......"

Jun Qianqian once participated in industrial apprenticeship when she was in high school, and all their science classes sat on the bus to visit the salt factory, and even junior high school students had no problem with the simple experimental operation of coarse salt purification.

It's hard for a good woman to cook without rice......

In ancient times, there were three ways to make salt, drying sea salt, digging lake salt and digging well salt......

Judging from the surroundings, the place where they are located must be far from the sea.

Jun Qianqian believes that this place is obviously a monsoon climate, which is particularly hot in summer and cold in winter, with a large temperature difference between morning and evening, and four distinct seasons.

The environment here is more like the southwest in the previous life.

There is no drama in sea salt, and the lake salt is someone else's, so there is only well salt left......

It really won't work, or they will fight with the Purple Flower Tribe and the Salt Lake Tribe together!

Grab the salt! Grab it!

Jun Qianqian's sense of morality, which is about to smoke in her head, has declined, although the civilization of this world has not yet taken shape, she must not relax her self-restraint! You must not embark on the road of breaking the law and committing crimes!

But what about eating salt? Sad to death!

"Look! We've made what you said! ”

Kai'Sa didn't know why Jun Qianqian was squatting there and fighting with the vines with a hideous expression, so she gently pushed Jun Qianqian to make her look up.

"What?"

Jun Qianqian came back from her thoughts, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a girl placing a wicker basket with a completion rate of nearly 70% in front of her.

"Wow! Awesome! ”

The surprise in front of her made Jun Qianqian immediately forget the problem of eating salt, she immediately took the wicker basket and checked it back and forth, the weaving of the fishing net has been going smoothly these days, but there are still some problems with the selection of materials and how to close the basket, they have tried several materials, but they can't make the kind of basket that Jun Qianqian said can be carried.

"Hey......

The girl who was praised smiled shyly, she was the only little girl among the underage cubs of the Purple Flower Tribe, twelve or thirteen years old, and she had not yet been named.

But twelve or thirteen-year-old girls are all stronger than Jun Qianqian's hands......

"No wonder everyone sees me and says, 'You're such a weak cub,' and then ......"

Jun Qianqian's physique was also relatively poor among her peers in her previous life, but now she has directly become weak and untouched by her sister in the wind forest.

"Is this the basket that Qianqian said?"

Everyone gathered around the wicker basket that she personally approved, and continued to look at it over and over again.

"But you can't carry it on your back......"

What Jun Qianqian described to everyone at the beginning was to make up a container that could be carried out with both hands on her back.

There is not much fruit to collect in early summer, but in autumn women and children also pick fruit in the vicinity, and in the past everyone used to use animal skin pockets to carry fruit, but those were not so much pockets as the kind of furoshiki that I had seen in the north in my previous life.

The Purple Flower Tribe has already used bone needles, but unfortunately the sewing technique still looks very crude.

…… Whether it's bone needles or sewing, when the problem of food and lodging is solved in the future, she must come up with an improved version.

It's so annoying that the animal skin clothes are easy to walk away with random movements, and although the other women are still letting themselves go, she really can't accept it!

"Tie the rope to the basket and you can carry it on your back."

Jun Qianqian held the first basket born in the purple flower tribe in her hand, and tied it to the basket with two animal skin straps very luxuriously, these two ties are made of leather strips of leftovers woven into three strands, and the strongest rope in the world is this animal skin braided rope.

…… The straw rope is still in the experimental stage of development, and although it is no problem to dry fish, there is no way to do it with load-bearing.

"That's ...... Pass your arm through here and you're going to carry it! ”

Most of the ways of carrying in this world are carried on one shoulder, and the shoulder straps have not yet appeared, Jun Qianqian carried the wicker basket on Pelo's back, and adjusted the length of the lacing.

"If it's too heavy, you can make the straps wider."

Don't tell them about the pressure and force area, Jun Qianqian is afraid that she will have to start with the origin of the universe when the time comes.

"Wow!"

Pello walked back and forth with the wicker basket on his back a few steps, and it was true that his hands were completely free to do other things.

Everyone also excitedly began to put the things at hand into the basket, and it turned out that the girl's wicker basket and Jun Qianqian's animal skin rope had withstood the test, until Pelo, the superwoman, felt that it was too heavy to carry and could not move, and the basket was completely not scattered and deformed!

"Why don't you call your name Little Basket?"

The woman who spoke was not the mother of the basket girl, she was similar to an aunt or a neighbor's aunt, and the girl's mother had died.

"Okay!"

The girl jumped happily like a little rabbit, while Jun Qianqian almost choked to death with saliva.

"Ahem, ahem! Small basket ......"

The Purple Flower Tribe has another conventional rule, generally underage children will first give a "little X" name, Jun Qianqian said that he understands it as a milk name, for example, Luo Ze's younger brother is called Xiao Ze, and she should also be called Xiao Qian.

But there are also children who are in their teens and don't have names, some are too busy with their parents to think about this, some are simply their parents are gone, and when they finally grow up, some will continue to call their milk names, and some will add a new word to the front of their milk names.

"Isn't that a nice name?"

Everyone looked at Jun Qianqian blankly, and she shook her head.

"It's so nice and cute!"

The style of the name is a bit magical, but there is nothing wrong with the first girl who made a wicker basket to be called a small basket, and in previous lives, didn't you often use the name of the discoverer to define new celestial bodies?

It's just that she is a little curious about what word will be added to the name "Little Basket" when the girl becomes an adult......