Reborn stone tools to farm

This waterway was very well chosen. There was no wind in the early autumn, and it was going downstream. Except for Tang Zheng who needed to go ashore to sleep and rest in the middle of the night, almost all of them stayed on the boat.

Traveling overnight, taking a boat is much safer than being on the shore. The bright moonlight shines, and you can see clearly without firelight.

I remember once asking my grandmother that it would take about half a month to go to the river tribe by the sea. The people in the team have never been there. I don’t know where the river tribe is, but hurry up and catch up when the eighth day is approaching noon. They had already reached the seaside, and the benefits of having a means of transportation were evident.

Before leaving, Tang Zheng brought a fishing net, and took the time to catch it a few times and put it in the empty cabin. There is no need to worry about food for a few days, which is no different from when Zhang and Lin came out to find their way. If the road forks, you have to come back.

The scenery along the way is good, and there is nothing strange to disturb their interest. The strangers met twice, and they were all women who came out to collect. When they saw them, they all opened their mouths in surprise, probably because they had never seen them before. The boat was frightened and looked a little funny.

When entering the sea, the sea water is dark in color, with a little blue in the blue, not the sapphire sea water near the island, which looks deep.

The clansmen who have never seen the sea exclaimed twice. Zhang said it in a general way. Now that he has truly seen the vastness of the sea, he has a concept. It really seems like the end of the world.

Those who are out of character can brag with others when they go back, which is a bit more powerful than what Zhang said.

Tang Zheng asked people to row along the seashore for a while, bent over to fish some seawater outside the boat and tasted it, the very light salty taste was no different from the seawater in memory.

There are many stones nearby, large and small, being hit by the waves one by one.I found a sandy beach and pushed the whole boat up. I didn't unload Tao Ding from the boat until I was sure that it would not be submerged during high tide.

The content of salt in seawater is very small, and it would take time and effort to dry-cook it directly for newcomers like them, and the output is also very low, Tang Zheng dare not delay.

There is a forest behind, so it is very convenient to find firewood. It has not rained recently, and the fire started in a short time. Steaming, waiting to be added to the fire.

"Patriarch."

When everything was done, a girl came over under the push of a group of people.

Although their chatter was not loud before, Tang Zheng could vaguely hear some of it, and asked with a smile, "Want to play?"

"Yeah!" The girl nodded vigorously.

"Go." Tang Zheng shook his hands, and said loudly to the people nearby: "Anyone who wants to play in the water, go, don't run too far, pay attention to safety."

"Yes!"

A group of people pretended to straighten their bodies and answered loudly, and rushed to the beach not far away in the next second, leaving only Ling alone by Tang Zheng's side, watching the group of half-grown children in the water with a smile. Sahuan.

Chatting with Lin one after another, Tang Zheng stirred the seawater in the pottery cauldron, dipping a little bit of it from time to time to taste, the saltiness was getting higher and higher, but her complexion was getting worse and worse.

The efficiency was much lower than she had imagined. The water level went up and down a few times, leaving less than one-fifth of the seawater concentration in the Tao Ding, which is good, but there is not much salt that can be precipitated. Time has passed It's been a long time.

This is not the way.

The fire was still not extinguished in the middle of the night. Tang Zheng lay on the ground watching the people adding water to the pottery cauldron, without feeling sleepy.

They only have half a month to cook salt. Even with a 24-hour continuous fire, the amount of salt they can produce is enough. I’m afraid they have to save a little to deal with the whole snow season. After all, they now have a population of nearly [-]. Instead of the twenty or so before, one tablet of salt can last two or three months.

Of course, boiling salt in seawater is not done in a pot like hers. Tang Zheng tossed and turned for a long time. She overestimated the salt content of seawater. Get up, pick a few logs from the firewood pile and start tinkering.

Opening his eyes until dawn, Tang Zheng, who hadn't slept all night, had bloodshot eyes in his eyes. There were a few things in his hand that looked like rakes. There were no nails on them, just a straight wooden stick that had been cut in half.

Rubbing the swollen eyebrows, the sun was already out of the horizon, Tang Zheng was not in the mood to appreciate the sunrise by the sea, and pulled a few people to the beach in front, "Follow me."

The traces of the high tide were still there last night, and the people who were called followed confusedly. Tang Zheng sent down two bamboo tubes, "Go and get the sea water up and sprinkle it on the ground, evenly, it will all get wet."

Not knowing what to do, a group of people still obeyed, and they could only run back and forth like this without a bucket. Tang Zheng was worried that they would not be able to bear it, so she found a few more to take turns with them.

Fortunately, the sun is still quite strong now, and the temperature at noon is quite high under the direct sunlight. Tang Zheng finally opened his frown that had been frowning all day.

There is a light layer of scattered white crystals scattered on the undried sand, which is salt.

There was very little salt on the beach, which was a bit impressive considering the area. Before it was dark, Tang Zheng and everyone scraped off the top layer of sand with the strange rake.

Beach water filtration, not only the layer of salt particles that are so shallow that it is almost invisible, but also the top layer of sand contains brine. It is not too late to collect them and put them in the boat, and then process them slowly after returning to the family .

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight days passed, and the two ships could not hold much sand. The salty sand had far exceeded the output of the two pottery tripods. Too much was a waste. Tang Zheng scraped off the salt grains on the wall Put it into a bamboo tube, and simply boiled the sand.

Sand was boiled in a pottery tripod, and the water was very muddy. Tang Zheng dipped it into his mouth, and it was very salty, which was equivalent to the effect of cooking for half a day before. The re-melted water was taken out and put into another pottery pot. The cauldron is burned to remove the water, regardless of whether it is wasted or not. After a period of time, the sand is picked up and replaced with a new one. The two pottery tripods work at the same time, and the efficiency is many times higher.

Time passed quickly when she got busy, half a month had passed in a blink of an eye, Tang Zheng counted the days, and it was almost time to go home.

There are only twenty or so bamboo tubes for the actual boiled salt. Don’t dare to burn it too dry for fear that the pottery tripod will crack.

The other hundreds of bamboo tubes were filled with brine, and the brine in the sand seeped into the boat and became very wet, so it was directly filtered into the bamboo tube, which was very dirty and mixed with a lot of sand.In addition, there was too much sand in the end, and in order to hurry up, I had to make semi-finished products and go back for further processing.

Before leaving, Tang Zheng took the tribe to clean up the traces left on the ground. People from the He tribe might be nearby, and if they met, they would inevitably see something.

It's partly hidden. Although I don't know how they make salt, she has used a thousand-year-old process, which is definitely much more advanced than their technology. It's not that she refuses to take it out, but she may be able to make some profit.

In the long run, since she doesn't have enough manpower to build a new stronghold, it's okay to sell some of the salt occasionally, but it's not enough as a business.Cooperating with people near here is a way, but the partner still needs to find time to study.

The sea at noon is the calmest, with the last bit of sand that can be carried, several young and strong men push the boat into the sea behind, turn over on the boat with their arms propped up, just sit down and row the oars, suddenly in the distance A group of strangers appeared.

The other party was also obviously taken aback, standing on the beach and looking at them from a distance, holding what seemed to be a harpoon in his hand, Tang Zheng didn't make any further moves to put Tang Zheng's heart at ease.

Are you from the River Tribe?

There were nearly two to thirty people in this group, and they were dressed reasonably well. The leather they wore had the familiar color of the stone tribe, and they looked clean except for the messy hair hanging behind them.Probably because they lived by the sea, their skin was darker than anyone she had ever seen, so it seemed that even if it wasn't the rumored River Tribe, it would definitely not be a small tribe.

The figure in the distance was getting smaller and smaller, and when he turned the corner, he was blocked by a large rock. Tang Zheng came back to his senses and sat down on the boat deck. After a long time, he smiled, really looking forward to the next meeting.

It was almost day and night, and when I returned to the clan two days earlier than planned, I could see Tan half of the body above the wall from a distance, and it seemed that the plank road was almost completed.

Tan was also sharp-eyed, so he spotted them all at once, waved his hands twice excitedly, turned around and disappeared behind the wall.

After climbing over the wall, Tan was already waiting on the shore, as well as the old grandmother and other tribesmen, happily welcoming them off the boat.

When Zulibi left, his appearance changed again. The living side was surrounded by a wooden wall, and the situation on the other side could not be seen.A row of plank roads was very simple, and there were two people who were still working on it, so they greeted them from a distance.

"How is it? Nothing happened on the way?" the old grandmother asked Tang Zheng, who had just got off the boat.

"No, it's safe all the way." Tang Zheng patted the old grandmother's hand and said with a smile, "I'll show you something."

Lying on the edge of the boat, Tang Zheng picked out a marked one from the bamboo tube, uncorked the cork, poured some salt, and spread it in front of the old grandmother. This was the only finished product.

The snow-white salt grains are slightly rough, and they seem to be shining brightly in the sun, which is a different kind of beauty.

"This is..." The old grandmother stretched out her hand with a slight trembling, twisted some and put it into her mouth. There was no bitter taste, but it was salty, saltier than what she had eaten before, "Is this really salt? !"

"Yeah, I'm good." Tang Zheng replied with a smile, a little proud of offering treasures.

"Hehehe, amazing, Hazel is the most powerful." The old grandmother touched Tang Zheng's head, smiling so hard that even though she had seen many incredible things about her, she still couldn't help being surprised.

The clansmen chatted for a while, and the clansmen who had gone out came back one after another. Jing followed He, and only said a few words in a normal way when they met.

At night, after Tang Zheng took a shower, she naturally slept in the same bed with Jing when she returned to the room. Not long after she lay down, the little person next to her consciously got into her arms, holding her waist tightly.

Resting her chin on the top of Jing's head and rubbing it lightly, Tang Zheng smiled slightly, and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep."

Running around in January, coupled with the peace of mind now, Tang Zheng fell into a deep sleep after a while, and when she opened her eyes again, she was left alone. There was no sea breeze, no tree shadows, and the brown tiles all over her eyes made her stunned for a moment. It seems that there is still a trace of residual temperature.

Already home.

Finally regaining consciousness, Tang Zheng was in a good mood, got out of bed and ran out. She hadn't forgotten that the rice downstream was still waiting for her to harvest.