Lu lightly calculated an account, there are nearly 200 people in the Qinglu tribe, each person eats five grams of salt a day, and the entire tribe will eat nearly a catty of salt a day, this winter is said to be very long, and you can't get salt from other places immediately after the winter, let's count the four months' share, it will also cost 120 catties of salt.

This is still due to the fact that the quality of the salt is relatively high and the impurities are relatively few, and she has a better feeling than the salt of the Dapeng tribe.

Seeing Lu lightly, the old man looked determined, and didn't seem to be worried that there would be a problem with the demon taro at all, and said with a smile: "This is not in a hurry, how does your tribe eat that tree root?"

Lu smiled lightly and called out "Dacheng".

Ayutthaya answered with a "yes" and pulled something out of their sleigh, a palm-sized, frozen and almost black.

Lu said lightly: "This is made from the roots of the tree, because the weather is too cold, so it is frozen like this, and it can be eaten by roasting it on the fire." ”

Ershi directly roasted this piece of fern root glutinous rice on the fire, and the surrounding people stared at each other in disbelief, did this thing have anything in common with the tree root?

"Can the roots of a tree look like this?"

"You can't do any magic tricks, do you?"

"You've been staring at them just now, do you see any magic skills?"

The people of the Dapeng tribe whispered, but their skeptical eyes and attitudes were much weaker than before, after all, they had seen Ershi make konjac tofu with their own eyes.

When the fern root glutinous rice cake was roasted softly, and the fragrance permeated, so that several people ate it suspiciously, their expressions suddenly lit up, and no one questioned it anymore.

Everyone's eyes fell on Lu Qingqing, and Lu Qingqing said: "Dacheng, take out all the things and let the brothers of the Dapeng tribe taste them." ”

Because they hunted prey along the way, they ate less glutinous rice and snow konjac, and now there are still a lot left, Dacheng will take out those and distribute them to the people of the Dapeng tribe to eat, even if they are still wary of Lu Qingqing and others, but in the face of this real food, it is difficult for people who have been hungry for a long time to be hostile to them anymore.

Seeing that Lu was acting generously and happily, the old man's eyes flashed, and he suppressed those thoughts, and invited Lu to enter the cave again, but this time it was much more polite than before.

"How much salt are you going to change?" asked the old man straight to the point.

Lu said lightly: "Old man, you have also seen it, this demon taro is dug on Mengmeng Mountain, it can be said that the mountain is all over the mountain, although we only teach you how to eat it, but in fact, it is equivalent to giving you the whole mountain of demon taro, this weight is heavy enough, right? We don't want more, two hundred catties of salt." ”

The old man squinted, and the people on the side looked at each other, but no one spoke.

Lu raised her eyebrows slightly, is this more suspicious of her?

Or the young man couldn't help but ask, "Jin, what do you mean?"

Lu was stunned lightly, forgetting that these people don't even know how to count, and of course they don't understand the unit of weight, how much is two hundred catties, presumably they have no idea.

She was about to speak, but the old man sighed: "This is what is said from outside? Our tribe also traded with traveling merchants, but it wasn't said at that time. ”

Lu gently asked, "What did you say?"

"Look at grabbing a handful, or a pack, like the curly sheep in our tribe, one can be exchanged for two packs. The old man said and motioned for a packet of salt.

Lu Qingqing had long been curious about what the people here were using to hold salt, and she later asked about the bit of salt in her hand and found out that it was packed with a gourd-like plant, hollowed out in the middle and dried in the sun, but it was inconvenient to carry.

At this time, the salt of the Dapeng tribe was taken out, she took it and looked at it carefully, the pocket-like thing outside, yellow and wrinkled, was the stomach of an animal, and there was a fishy smell, but it should be waterproof and moisture-proof.

She weighed it, this bag of salt was about two catties, and poured out a little salt, this salt is pale yellow, looking at a lot of impurities, but the particles are quite uniform.

Lu gently showed Da Cheng, who tasted it a little and nodded.

Lu said lightly: "For a bag of salt of this size, we want a hundred packets." ”

As soon as she spoke, someone shouted: "Fart, just a few times of rubbing and boiling, I want to exchange a hundred bags of salt, dreaming!"

It's that fierce man, Lu Qing was a little surprised, this person actually knows a hundred packs a lot?

The old man also frowned and said, "We don't have much salt in our tribe, and you have to exchange so much ...... if you don't take out anything."

Lu said lightly: "Old man, you can't count it like this, if you don't have this way of eating, you will starve to death in Baoshan, our tribe has figured out how to eat this demon taro and tree roots, it is also cost countless lives, why is it not worth this hundred bags of salt? And this is only the price of the demon jac, if you want to know how to eat the roots, you have to exchange it for livestock." ”

The old man frowned, a little displeased: "You haven't said how to eat the roots." ”

"We have already taught you how to eat the yarrow, isn't this sincerity enough? As long as you give us what we want and let us leave safely, I will tell you the truth about the way to eat the roots. Lu said with a light smile.

The old man was silent, and the rest of the Dapeng tribe was also hesitating and thinking, the atmosphere was calm and serious, and some people were even secretly glancing, fiddling with the stone knife in their hands, as if they were always ready to strike a violent blow and slash Lu Xiaoxiao and the others immediately.

At this time, the people below baked the glutinous rice dumplings and sent in several pieces, and everyone ate the hot and sticky glutinous rice dumplings, and their faces changed again and again.

Lu lightly added a fire: "Everyone, you see, you sit at home in peace, someone will come down from the sky and tell you that you are surrounded by food, all treasures, you don't need to bear any risks, you only need to take out some salt and livestock in exchange, you can get enough food, and not only this year, next year, the year after tomorrow, this Mengmeng Mountain will not run, and the demon yam and tree roots are also growing every year, this is a profitable business." ”

A sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Actually, this time our tribe didn't just send me out, if I didn't go back within the agreed time, our tribe would arrange for people and horses to set off to the White Salt Tribe, the White Salt Tribe has more salt, I want to take a few hundred packets of salt to exchange these two ways to eat, they should be very willing." ”

The faces of the people of the Dapeng tribe changed.

The reason why they can trade with the White Salt Tribe is mainly because they can domesticate livestock, but the livestock is difficult to raise, and they can hunt by themselves when the weather is warm, and only in winter their livestock is rare, but even if the salt that can be exchanged back in this way is limited, every time they go to trade, they have to look at the other party's face, if they let the people of the Qinglu tribe deal well with the White Salt Tribe, I am afraid that the White Salt Tribe will be even more reluctant to trade with them in the future.

Moreover, Lu Qingqing's words also reminded them that they had obtained the way to eat demon yam and tree roots, and they could also trade with the White Salt Tribe, so they should be able to exchange for a lot of salt.