Chapter Twenty-Six: Crying

This warrior Ye Xi knew that his name was Pu Tai, and Tu Shan only had two second-level warriors, except for the chief.

I didn't expect to be discovered, and the four of them all had some embarrassment and unnaturalness on their faces.

The chief coughed lightly and pretended to be calm, "I heard that it is almost over, so let's come and have a look." ”

"You'll have to look at it to see it clearly. Ye Xi couldn't figure out what they were secretly hiding.

The chief explained: "You only need to help with the warehouse and the deed, I am afraid that we will disturb you." ”

Ye Xi suddenly thought that salt refining was witchcraft, and they were afraid of disturbing, so they laughed: "That's because such a simple thing is enough for only two people, and I am afraid of wasting no matter how many people there are." ”

"It's actually boring, since you want to see it, just watch it from the side. ”

At this time, the fire was almost burning, Ye Xi put the stone pot on the shelf, and instructed the warehouse to take a wooden stick and slowly stir the brine.

The stone pot is not as susceptible to heat as the iron pot, and after a while, snow-white steam emerges from the water.

Gradually, the brine began to gurgle and bubble.

"Add firewood, and the fire will be as strong as possible. Ye Xi commanded the deed.

Yong and Luo on the side rushed to add firewood.

"Is it okay to have hay, the hay burns vigorously. Yong asked.

Ye Xi: "Of course you can, but the hay can't be burned." ”

As soon as he heard this, Yong turned his head and ran, and after a while, he came back with a pile of hay like a small hill.

There was so much hay that even Yong's face was buried, Ye Xi was surprised, where did he get so much hay?

Yong grinned: "This kid likes to use hay to lay the ground, and he has accumulated a lot, so I brought them all here." ”

Ye Xi: "......"

So this is moving people's beds to be burned as firewood?

Luo's face was full of regret: "It's a pity that I don't like to sleep on hay." ”

The others nodded in agreement, all of them looking very regretful.

There was a large pile of hay to burn, and the fire was not enough, and the big bubbles in the stone pot were rolling violently, and the white mist rose like wolf smoke.

In the stone pot, the yellow brine becomes less and less, and the white crystals gradually appear.

The chief took a step forward suddenly, looked at the contents of the pot excitedly, and lost his voice: "This is ......"

Except for Ye Xi, everyone else ignored the fire that rolled the stone pot and gathered around the stove.

Pu Tai, who has always seemed very calm, was so excited that his face turned red at the moment, and his voice trembled slightly: "Is this white thing salt?!"

Luo stared at the white crystals in the stone cauldron with straight eyes, and suddenly reached out and twisted his fingers.

Ye Xi was taken aback, this is a boiling pot, isn't it hot?

Locke put a finger stained with a few white crystals into his mouth.

All the people present stared at him, their eyes were red and terrifying, and Ye Xi wondered if Luo said that there was no taste, and a few people would swallow him alive.

“...... Salty. Luo said stunned.

"Salty. Che unconsciously repeated.

"Salty!" shouted Kura.

The chief stomped his foot excitedly and yelled, "Salty!"

"Hahahaha, salty, salty!" Yong Yangtian laughed wildly, then ran to a tree and slammed his fist into the tree.

Ye Xi: "......"

He watched in silence as they went mad.

Luo kept sucking his index finger like a child, until the saltiness was gone.

Ye Xi's sharp eyes saw that his fingers burned a big crystal blister, and Luo didn't seem to feel the pain at all, standing by the stove and looking at the stone pot, with words in his mouth, talking to himself.

Until the water in the stone pot has completely evaporated, the yellow brine has faded, leaving only the snow-white and shiny salt.

It took a few people to stop acting like crazy.

Seeing that they looked at the stone pot in a daze and didn't speak, Ye Xi kindly reminded: "The salt has been fully refined. ”

Then, Ye Xi saw that the warriors who had always sweated, blooded and not shed tears in his heart, slowly, slowly turned red.

Ye Xi stiffened, and his hairs stood up.

A group of muscular men of 1.9 meters silently wept in front of him, which was too unbearable!

Cangpan choked with tears in his eyes and said, "This snow-white thing is really salt?"

Luo's eyes were red, and his voice trembled: "It's salt, it's salt, I've tasted it, it's salty." ”

Qi sniffed and sobbed, "Our Tushan will actually be able to produce our own salt one day." ”

Yong wiped his eyes, and the voice in his throat was like a ball of cotton: "If only the ancestors could see it." ”

The chief was in tears, the most excited of the warriors: "They will know, they will know that our days will get better and better." ”

I couldn't stop wiping it, but the tears still kept flowing: "Look at this salt snow white and shiny, I don't know how much better than that of the Huang Zhen tribe." ”

The chief stroked his face and took a deep breath: "That's right, I didn't know that salt could be as white as a cloud." ”

"Ye Xi, is this salt?" the chief asked again uneasily.

Everyone else stopped crying and turned their heads to stare at him.

Ye Ximu said with a grimace: "It's salt, it's salt." ”

The others breathed a sigh of relief and continued to stare affectionately at the salt in the cauldron, unaware that it was their eighth lover.

"Two days ago I received an invitation to the Kurosawa Tribe Fair. The chief spoke suddenly, and by this moment his emotions had completely calmed down and regained his previous composure.

Ye Xi's eyes flashed and he caught the key words.

"What, the Kurosawa tribe is going to hold a trade fair again?!" the other warriors said in unison.

Yong clenched his fists and said hatefully: "I knew that the Kurosawa tribe was actually going to hold a trade fair, so I didn't exchange salt with the Huangzhen tribe two days ago." ”

Luo frowned: "Yes, I knew that I would have waited two days to buy salt at the fair, and the Huang Zhen tribe didn't dare to bring such bad salt to the Kuize Trade Fair...... We've lost a lot. ”

"Hey, do you still need to buy it in two days, we have refined it ourselves!" Pu Tai snorted coldly, "The Huangzhen tribe has a good relationship with the Heize tribe, maybe they have already received the news, so they deliberately brought salt to our tribe to exchange it before we received the news." ”

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces turned cold. Thinking about the food that was exchanged, everyone felt a pain in their flesh.

Luo clenched his fists: "At the beginning, the Huang Zhen tribe was not comparable to our Tu Mountain, but it developed little by little by relying on salt, and now it is riding on our head as a prestige." ”

Yong's voice was sour: "The previous Tu Shan, they naturally can't compare." ”

Ye Xi looked at them suspiciously, the previous Tu Shan?

The atmosphere was suddenly a little heavy.

Cangpan's eyes were gloomy, and he said with an unclear meaning: "Our salt is so white, it must be more popular than that of the Huang Zhen tribe." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes lit up.

Yong laughed and swept away the haze: "That's right, their salt is yellow like soil, and our salt is white like clouds, and the Huang tribe naturally can't compare." ”

The chief exhaled a long breath and raised his eyebrows, "Well, now our salt is much better than theirs, and there is no need to let anyone slaughter the salt in the future." ”

Pu Tai said happily: "That's right, I'll lead the team at the trade fair in two days, and I can't wait to see their ugly faces!"

Yong's face was stiff, and his eyebrows were raised: "Why are you here to lead the team, Wu may send me." ”

"Of course you sent me, last time you went, this time it's my turn. ”

Having said that, how unwilling Yong was to think about it, how much he wanted to see the stunned expression of the Huang Zhen tribe with his own eyes.

"......"

"Okay, let's stop arguing. The chief interrupted the two men's argument.

Everyone was quiet.

The chief turned to Ye Xi and said solemnly, "Ye Xi, you have made a great contribution this time. ”

"On behalf of the Tushan tribe, thank you. With that, the chief hammered his left shoulder with his right hand, and then hammered his heart hard, and then bent down against Ye Xi in this position.

Everyone paused, and then followed the chief's movements and bent down towards Ye Xi.

Ye Xi was stunned, Ye Xi had never seen such a courtesy action before, but it was not difficult to guess that it should mean to express gratitude and respect.

He bowed generously, and when they straightened up, he bowed to them in the same way as he slammed his right fist into his heart.

The fighters were stunned.

Ye Xi straightened up and smiled: "If it weren't for you, the salt wouldn't be refined, and as a Tushan person, I should also thank you." ”

The soldiers looked at each other, and inexplicably felt that their actions just now were very stupid, yes, Ye Xi is the person they Tu Shan, what are they so grateful for.

"Hahaha. The chief laughed heartily and patted Ye Xi's shoulder, with undisguised appreciation and sincere love in his eyes, "Okay, you're right, I'm hypocritical, they are all Tushan people, why bother acting like this." ”

The other fighters looked at Ye Xiquan and smiled kindly, their smiles full of warmth.

Ye Xi noticed that in the eyes they looked at him at this moment, the little defense and estrangement hidden in the past had disappeared without a trace, and only the complete sincerity and sincerity remained, and he knew that from this moment on, they really regarded him as their own.