When the sun rose and the first rays of sunlight shone through the treetops to the tribe, Zhang Duo had already woken up and started preparing breakfast.

Last night, the Eagle Tribe had a revelry, and most of the people cheered until late.

They danced wildly around the campfire, cheering, and venting their excitement.

Zhang Duo understood.

After all, yesterday a large-scale fishing was successfully started, and no one died even if they encountered black bears during the retreat, the wounded were also treated by Wu, and the second team brought abundant food to the tribe.

Since yesterday's harvest was so good, the leader distributed a few extra pieces of prey meat to the clansmen at the end of dinner.

Unlike other clansmen who are reluctant to eat, Zhang Duo is different, he lit a fire and put the meat on the stone slab to make a barbecue.

I don't know if it's because I'm slowly getting used to it, but this fishy prey meat is not difficult to swallow in his mouth.

Both the first and second teams take turns out hunting to ensure the food supply and safety of the tribe.

Today is the day when the first team is going out, and Zhang Duo first went to Lao She to get the knife.

After three days, a sharp and delicate tooth knife appeared in front of Zhang Duo.

Zhang Duo looked at the tooth knife and bone spear, feeling the sharpness, and couldn't help but bow deeply to Lao She, expressing his gratitude to Lao She.

Zhang Duo understands the importance of a good weapon, and Lao She's dedication to building it deserves his gratitude.

When Zhang Duo arrived at the center of the tribal camp, a team of the hunting team was already ready.

They were dressed in the skins, holding stone weapons and spears, and as the leader, Pan and the leader Rui, stood in front of them, boosting their morale.

Zhang Duo was asked by Rui to follow him, and it was obvious that Rui still felt that Zhang Duo was a little thin.

Zhang Duo did not refuse Rui's kindness and set off with the team.

In the wilderness, a group of people is like silent cheetahs, skillfully shuttling through the woods.

Zhang Duo could only try his best to keep up, and seeing that the others were at ease, Zhang Duo also felt that he was indeed thin.

The team marched along the dense jungle, jumping over streams and crossing grasslands, and the tribesmen were well aware of the dangers and forbidden areas of the land, and followed a safe route under the leadership of Pan.

Zhang Duo felt the breath of the surrounding forest, and his heart was filled with a desire for adventure and an expectation of salt soil.

After a few hours, the team finally came to the land where the animals used to lick the rain.

A relatively empty area appeared in front of him, and Zhang Duo, under the protection of the team, walked towards this place.

Climb is aware of the movement around her, and it is not a time to relax in the forest.

Zhang Duo looked at a large puddle on the ground, reached out and dipped it in the puddle, put it in his mouth to feel the taste, and after confirming that it was salty, he spit it out.

The leader Rui didn't understand what Zhang Duo was doing, and he asked with a little eagerness on his always steady face: "How is it, is this the kind of place you are talking about?" Can you make salt? ”

Zhang Duo replied, "Eight or nine is not far from ten, but I need some people to help me give it a try." ”

After receiving Rui's affirmation, Zhang Duo began to assign tasks.

First, he let the firewood rise to the fire.

He filled the upper part of the puddle with a water bag and poured some clear water into the clay pot.

Then place the clay pot on the fire to evaporate the water.

Under Zhang Duo's operation, Pan and Rui were waiting quietly, and the clansmen did not dare to speak out, as if they were afraid that they would destroy the silence at the moment because of their own reasons.

Zhang Duo poured about 3 liters of water into the clay pot (for ease of understanding, a unit of measurement in later generations).

As the sun shines and the flame heats, the salt water changes from calm to boiling, and then slowly evaporates from boiling, and the water gradually disappears, leaving behind crystal salt crystals.

Zhang Duo and the clansmen waited patiently, observing the whole process.

When the brine had completely evaporated, Zhang Duo transferred the salt from the clay pot to a large leaf.

Rui stretched out his hand and tasted it, feeling that Rui, who was many times more delicious than the salt of the salty tribe in his mouth, slapped Zhang Duo happily, and almost slapped Zhang Duo on the head.

The crystal clear grains of salt in front of him are as attractive as animal skins in sharp eyes.

You must know that the salt of the salty tribe is very bitter, but the salt made by Zhang Duo has a pure taste.

As the leader, he knows the 'poor' of the Eagle Tribe the best, and there are a lot of good things in the trade, but every time the Eagle Tribe can only come back with some clay pots due to the lack of enough supplies, but Rui knows that this time the Eagle Tribe should be able to exchange for some good things and come back.

With the success of boiling salt for the first time, it is not difficult to cook salt for the second time.

Rui began to lead the tribesmen, and began to follow the gourd painting scoop to learn Zhang Duo's operation and boil the salt.

As the puddles in the clay pot evaporated, Rui found that the more turbid the water, the less pure the salt produced, and the worst salt was mixed with some soil on it.

Zhang Duo explained to Rui.

The soil here is salty, so there is no grass.

When the animals of nature found out that the land here contained salt, they all came to lick it to replenish the salt, and over time, small pits appeared, and when the rain fell into the pits, it dissolved part of the soil and salt contained in it.

The reason why the salt that is boiled later is soily is because the water taken is also turbid.

However, Zhang Duo is confident that in this era before the salt drying began, even if the turbid salt produced by the salt boiling method is still a good thing in the trading belt.

At least it's not the inferior salt of the salty tribe that can touch the porcelain.

Zhang Duo estimated slightly, three liters of water can produce almost a catty of salt, and the salt content of the water in these salty puddles is quite high.

Today, the water in the puddle has basically been boiled into salt, although the quality of it varies, but after a slight estimate, nearly 40 catties of salt have been obtained today.

The leader Rui looked at the dry puddle with some reluctance, and he asked Duo, "The puddle here has dried up, can we bring some river water over?" ”

"Yes, in the future, you can also ask the people to widen the puddle a little more, so that they can boil more salt. But today's harvest is enough. Shall we go back to the tribe first? Zhang Duo replied.

Rui agreed with Zhang Duo's opinion. Zhang Duo commanded a team and began to pack the obtained salt into clay pots according to their fineness.

They quickly returned to the tribe.

On the way back to the gate of the tribal camp.

Wu is leading his people to wait for them.

Looking at Wu Wen's expression, he nodded vigorously.

A satisfied smile appeared on Wu's old face.

Wu began to arrange for his people to light a bonfire, and in a few days, he prepared to pray for the totem.

At the campfire, Wu Gao raised the sacrifice in his hand, faced the raging flames, and began to dance the mysterious witch dance.

Dressed in colorful cheetah fur and wearing the only crown of the Eagle Tribe, the witch shimmered mysteriously in the light of the fire. His face is painted with red, black, and white prayer symbols, symbolizing his connection to the eagle god.

Wu's dance is unique and graceful, accompanied by a powerful rhythm, he twists his body gracefully and wavs his arms, as if he is one with the elements of nature. His steps are light and agile, leaving a deep imprint that seems to have some kind of mystical resonance with the earth.

The flickering light of the bonfire casts a fantastical shadow from the witch's body, as if telling an ancient legend. The witch's body language and facial expressions also gradually change as the dance progresses, like an eagle hunting.

The witch sings prayers in a loud voice, and his voice echoes in the night sky, as if he is one with the sounds of nature. His singing is loud and rhythmic, making people feel the presence of divinity and inspiring deep awe and respect in their hearts.

The witch holds a totem carved with an eagle with wings spread and mystical symbols, symbolizing the soul and power of the tribe. During the dance, he constantly raised the totem and conveyed the prayers and prayers of the tribe to the eagle god, showing his devotion as a witch.

The surrounding people sat quietly around the campfire, gazing at the witch's dance and prayer, with awe and hope. They believed that witches were able to communicate with the gods, bring protection and blessings, and bring prosperity and security to the tribe.

At this sacred moment, Wu's witch dance seemed to open the door to the mysterious world, and the bonfire in front of Wu condensed into the shape of an eagle with wings spread high.

The clansmen watched this scene with fanatical enthusiasm.

Wu Gao shouted: "Ji! Good luck! Eagle God's reply is good luck! ”

Looking at the fanatical expressions of the clansmen, Zhang Duo knew that tonight's bonfire would definitely burn late... It's late...