After laughing, He Jun said: "Put another bag, the cunning rabbit is still three holes, the jerky is divided into three parts, and the family can take one back to rest assured, don't get too late." ”

The jerky does look quite dry, but the two concepts of dry and wet cannot be accurately judged by human senses alone, and the salt on the jerky is so small that it can only play a seasoning role, so it is really hard to say how long the first batch of jerky can be preserved.

It wasn't that He Jun didn't want to add more salt, but he just thought about it.

I didn't think it was in prehistoric times, but salt is also produced by modern industry, and in this hellish place, there is no place to replenish it, eat a little less, and after all the stocks are gone, the survivors have to endure a life without salt.

He Jun was born in New China, grew up under the red flag, and although his life as a child was a little simpler, he never lacked salt, let alone the days when he couldn't eat salt.

But I've never eaten pork and I've always seen pigs run, I don't know anything else, isn't the famous white-haired girl with gray hair because she can't eat salt?

He couldn't imagine how he could live without salt!

For the sake of salt, He Jun deliberately took a time to sweep all the uninhabited houses on the first floor, not only ready-made salt, but also soy sauce, oil, soy sauce, hot sauce, mustard, etc., in short, all salty seasonings are in his collection!

He Jun can't wait to scrape off two inches of the ground, but there has never been a shortage of salt in modern times, and no one will have the brains to reserve a few boxes of salt, so his harvest is very pitiful, the salt collected is consumed at a normal rate, and it can last for half a year, even if it is the top of the sky, save some food, at most a year!

If the crossing site is close to the sea, He Jun can still think of a seawater or something, but in terms of the location of the community, this idea is not realistic at all.

Of course, the modern source of salt is not limited to dried salt, at least He Jun knows that Qinghai Lake is a saltwater lake, and he has seen the well salt of the country of abundance on TV, and he has also heard of the mineral rock salt.

The problem is that in addition to the unbelievably large freshwater lake on the edge of the community, there are only a few small river ditches left, and there is not a single fart.

Not to mention the well salt, Sensei said that he does not have the skills and skills to drill wells, even if he really has that ability, whether the brine can be produced in the well depends on luck. From He Jun's own point of view, the odds of success are equivalent to rolling the dice with God.

As for rock salt, there is no need to mention it, He Jun has no more understanding than knowing this term.

He had heard of saline-alkali land, which sounded like it had something to do with salt, but the salt in the word saline-alkali land referred to a chemical concept, not the salt that he eats every day, and even if he really found a piece of saline-alkali land, he couldn't change it into salt.

People have no long-term worries, don't look at He Jun just solved the problem of eating, but the problem that he needs to solve is far more than eating and drinking, whether he can survive in the prehistoric era is still unknown.

Fortunately, not everything has to be solved in a short time, He Jun only needs to solve the most critical and difficult problems in front of him.

After putting away the jerky and moving all the mirrors to Old Man Liu's house on the fourteenth floor, the sun was already obviously biased to the west.

If the day in prehistoric times is divided into twenty-four hours, the current time is about two o'clock in the afternoon.

Although it was still early, there were at most a few hours left before dark, and this time was not enough for hunting, He Jun wanted to pick up Qiqi and go home to rest, but as soon as he got home, he remembered the bones of the giant beast downstairs.

He's going to use the beast's teeth as arrows!

Thinking of this, he immediately ran to the window and looked downstairs.

Yesterday, the giant beast was dug up by the survivors, but the meat that everyone cut from the giant beast was at most one-third to one-quarter of the "meat production" of the giant beast, and there was still a lot of meat left on the corpse.

The corpse of the beast was still in place, but it had shrunk a whole circle from yesterday, revealing white bones in many places, and all the intestines and internal organs that had flowed out of the belly were gone, leaving only patches of dried brown ruins on the ground.

It was clear that the scavengers of the prehistoric era had no intention of letting go of this gluttonous feast, and although He Jun didn't know how many diners had participated in the division of the behemoths last night, he was very dissatisfied with the efficiency of these prehistoric creatures.

Although the giant beast is not small, the size of other prehistoric creatures is also not small, and the whole night yesterday, plus this morning, actually did not gnaw the remaining meat on the corpse of the giant beast!

Are you kidding? That's too slow, isn't it?

He Jun didn't care about the mouths of prehistoric creatures, the problem was that these scavengers wouldn't leave until they ate the flesh on the bones, he just took a look, and he saw more than a dozen large millipedes and many creatures that couldn't be named, so many dangerous things surrounded the giant beast, how could he go over and get his loot?

It seems that they can only wait for these prehistoric creatures who have eaten the last meal and the last meal to gnaw away the corpse of the giant beast before they can do it.

If it weren't for the lack of that ability, He Jun really wanted to kill these troublemakers directly - the crossbow was exposed to a serious lack of power in the first hunt, and although the arrowhead made of teeth could not increase the power of the crossbow arrow much, it was still stronger than sharpened chopsticks, right?

With a lot of resentment in their hearts, He Jun and Qiqi spent half a dull afternoon, and as soon as it was dark, the two people who had eaten dinner fell asleep directly.

In summer, the days are long and the nights are short, and in prehistoric times, the day was only twenty-two hours, and when it was dark and the morning was up, it was really not enough to sleep for eight hours.

When he got up the next morning, He Jun looked out the window for the first time, and his eyes were gray.

He thought that he had woken up too early and it was not yet dawn, but after a closer look, he realized that it was a cloudy day, and the dark clouds seemed to be as low as reaching out.

It's raining a lot this time, but it's cloudy early in the morning, and it's so cloudy, it's the first time I've encountered it.

He Jun's heart couldn't help but pinch up: It can't be a typhoon, right? It would be terrible if it rained for a few days in a row!

His worries were by no means unfounded.

Although He Jun did not stay away from the community during this time, as the saying goes, he stood on the rooftop to observe the situation near the community, and did not dare to say that he knew the nearby terrain well, but he definitely had a spectrum in his heart.

There is no half of the hill near the community that can be seen by the naked eye, there are only endless plains and forests and endless lakes, but the height difference between the lake and the open space in the community is not large, about half a meter, and the error is not more than ten centimeters!

――――Splitting――――The pace is a little slower, how about speeding up?