There is a Wall Behind the Shadow

In order to give the flock a place to stay before dark, Song Shiyue never stopped his hands and feet all day long.That is, when I ate at noon, I would bite the pancakes and drink the soup, and I only said a few words that it was not easy to drive the sheep on the road, and then I went to work again.

By this time, the sheep pens were finished and the sheep were almost ready to go. Song Shiyue finally had the time and mood to sell the Xiaoguanzi that she had hidden for many days.

After driving the last few sheep into the new sheepfold, Song Shiyue untied the small wooden barrels hanging on both sides from the mother goat's back, carried them out and placed them in front of several people, but she did not rush to close the sheepfold door, just herself Stand at the door as a door panel.

"Guess what..." Song Shiyue said with a smile that she had been wanting to say for several days.

A few people also cooperated.

These two small wooden barrels are about half an arm high and thick with four hands. At first glance, they are made of a whole piece of wood. Except for the multiple sealed lids on the top, they look like those in the camp. They are from the Song Dynasty. hands of the month.

There is nothing new about the barrel, so what needs to be guessed must be what is in the barrel.

Ning Chuyang didn't think too much, and was the first to guess: "Goat's milk! Chickens, ducks and geese will lay eggs on the road, so the sheep will also produce milk!"

Zhuang Jiachuan nodded, feeling that it made sense.

"Eggs will be lost if you don't pick them up, but there is no problem if you don't milk the goats. Among the 25 sheep, there are five lambs. Even if there is milk, they should have been drunk a lot. There is no situation where you can't do it without milking." Feng Qianqian Open your mouth slowly.

Ning Chuyang thought for a while, and quickly turned around: "You are right!"

"Does the stuff in the bucket have anything to do with the sheep?" Yu Nianbing recalled Song Shiyue's care when he put the bucket just now, but it was still hard to guess what was in the bucket, so he could only ask aloud.

"Well... it's related." Song Shiyue smiled more and more.

In this way, there is only an indirect relationship, not a direct one.

Feng Qianqian and Yu Nianbing thought of this at the same time, but what kind of indirection?

Sheep food?Others that use sheep as food?

The two breathed heavily one after the other, and sniffed their noses, but they didn't smell the smell of blood in the air, but... the smell of sheep was everywhere.

Fortunately, it's downwind here, otherwise the wind would pass by the flock of sheep and then blow into the camp, it would be very uncomfortable... Feng Qianqian thought so, and lost his mind.

Fruits, nuts, vegetables, herbs...

Several people gave a few more answers, and even the answers had begun to directly report the general categories instead of specific items, but Song Shiyue shook his head again and again, and the smile on his face deepened.

It must be a huge gain, Yu Nianbing looked at Song Shiyue's smug little face, and the connivance between his brows and eyes gradually blurred into a smile that he could barely detect.

Song Shiyue was just making a fool of herself to mobilize everyone's small expectations, not to make things difficult for others.Song Shiyue announced the answer after several people said that five or six answers failed.

The lid on the keg was lifted, revealing the transparent sealed bag inside and the off-white and slightly beige inside...

The sealed bag was something Song Shiyue would bring with him when he went out to look for supplies, so what he found back were those off-white things there.

Ning Chuyang stepped forward and opened the sealed bag, but he couldn't tell what those off-white dusty things were.

Just when Ning Chuyang raised his hand to take a handful to take a closer look, a hand with two severed rabbit skin fingers stretched out beside him.

Ning Chuyang put the handful of mince into Feng Qianqian's palm without hesitation.Since Song Shiyue didn't stop her when she did it just now, these things must be harmless.

Just as Feng Qianqian was fiddling with the powder in his hand, Zhuang Jiachuan and Yu Nianbing also squatted down to look at the contents in the bucket.

Zhuang Jiachuan...that's all for now.

Yu Nianbing and Feng Qianqian spoke together at about the same time.

"Salt?"

"Coarse salt?"

The two people who made the sound looked at each other subconsciously, and the original three-point guess became a five-point certainty.

Song Shiyue, who happily waited for the answer finally, nodded and knocked the five points into ten.

Speaking of which, these salts have something to do with these sheep.

When Song Shiyue left the camp, he didn't find anything good until the fourth night, only a roasted chicken and a few eggs, so he just went back unwillingly.So I thought about sticking to it for another day, and if I still didn't get anything before, I turned around and hurried back day and night.

Unexpectedly, this persistence lasted for several days.

It was the afternoon of the fifth day, and there was another high mountain ahead. Song Shiyue was about to go back to catch those meatless clams and head back, when she heard bleating ahead.

To be honest, if Ning Chuyang looked at that scene, he would probably think that the clouds in the sky fell to the cliffs in the mountains.

At that time, Song Shiyue had no idea why those sheep climbed up such a high and bald mountain.The grass around her is obviously growing well, and the mountain she walked over before has a lot of vegetation. Why do those sheep have to squeeze on the cliff of the stone mountain in front...

No matter what it was for, when Song Shiyue saw them for the first time, these sheep were already surnamed Song.

The mountain walls and roads are narrow, and in some places only one sheep can pass through. When Song Shiyue carefully concealed his figure and caught up with him, those sheep... were still climbing...

Even Song Shiyue couldn't knock all the sheep out at once in that terrain.As long as one is disturbed and chaos is caused on the steep and narrow mountain wall, then there may be nothing left in the group.

But no matter why those sheep walked on the mountain wall, they could not live on these stones for a long time.

Good hunter, have enough patience.

Song Shiyue followed the sheep, walking slowly and carefully, but not too closely.When encountering a place with trees, Song Shiyue would always stop for a while, peel off some bark after the sheep walked forward for a while, and then twist the rope while following.The vines on the road were also collected by Song Shiyue, just like the bark, they became ropes wrapped in bags.

In this way, Song Shiyue followed them from afternoon to night, lay down and rested on the mountain wall with them, and then got up in the morning to fight again.

Originally, Song Shiyue thought that these sheep were going up all the way, trying to climb over the top of this high mountain, but she never thought that at noon the next day, these sheep actually entered a cave.

The entrance of the cave was narrow and dark, as if a line had been chiseled on the mountain wall. If Song Shiyue hadn't had eyes capable of night vision, the hunt would have stopped there.

In fact, after entering the cave, Song Shiyue could already do it.Leaving the mountain wall, even if it takes several waves to bring down the sheep, in this cave, there is no need to worry about the chaos causing them to fall down the mountain.

It's just... After following for so long, Song Shiyue began to become more and more curious about where these sheep could go, and whether there could be better things there.

The mountains were peaceful, the ground was stable, and there were no signs of aftershocks, Song Shiyue followed.

Originally on the mountain wall, the sheep led her all the way up, but after entering the cave, she could feel that she was slowly going down a similar zigzag route.

I have to say, these sheep are really... weird.Song Shiyue didn't know how well sheep's night vision was, but she always felt that they probably... couldn't see very clearly.The sheep that were able to walk on the mountain wall before started stumbling when they entered the hole. From time to time, there were sounds of sheep hitting the mountain wall, sheep hitting sheep, sheep hitting sheep and then hitting sheep... all kinds of sounds The bleating sound became sharp and anxious, which made Song Shiyue start to hesitate again whether to take action to end the situation. Maybe it was just the mistake of the sheep getting lost and entering the cave.

Fortunately, Song Shiyue still hesitated.

Hesitation gives the sheep more time.

The chaos in the dark lasted but a few minutes, and a few minutes later, there was light ahead.

This is not a cave.

This is just a short gap, connecting the two ends of a mountain wall.

Outside, it is like a valley sandwiched between two cliffs. It is still walking on the mountain wall, but this time the sheep are walking down.

It's all here, Song Shiyue of course has to be patient and follow the sheep down the mountain.

then……

I saw a long and narrow lake.

A blue-gray lake, with large areas of off-white by the lake.

The flock of sheep quickened their pace without hesitation, gathered by the lake, lowered their heads and started licking.

Lick it, pause for a while, then lick it again.

A few sheep licked twice, then ran away from the gray lake shore, to gnaw the stubborn weeds growing in the crevices of the nearby stones, not too little, gnawed a few here and there, and then went to lick the river bank.

The flock of sheep spread freely from the originally compact team.

This place is narrow on both sides, with a lake in the middle and mountain walls around it. It's a good place to tame the sheep, but Song Shiyue didn't care about the sheep for the time being.

At this point in the story of catching sheep, even Zhuang Jiachuan and Ning Chuyang, who hadn't been able to guess what was in the bucket before, had already guessed where the salt came from.

"Is that a salt lake? The salt we usually eat seems to have that kind of lake salt, but it's not so gray, it's also white." Zhuang Jiachuan said, twisting a little bit of the off-white powder in the bucket with his fingers, looking at Song Shiyue asked, "Can I eat it like this? Shall I try it?"

"The sheep are fine to eat, but these are just the salt I got by boiling the lake water to evaporate. I eat it quite salty, but I don't know if I can make it clearer." Song Shiyue said, looking at Feng flourishing.

Feng Qianqian, who was named by the eyes, hesitated for a moment, thought for a while and said: "Chemical purification, we don't have the conditions here. But physical refinement... Did you directly burn the fire, and then take the container to connect the lake water to boil and evaporate?"

Song Shiyue nodded, but said again: "I went down to the lake, and the water I got from a place in the middle of the lake should be relatively pure, right?"

"Yes." Feng Qianqian agreed, and then twirled the powder in his hand, "But now that conditions permit, you can still filter it again. Put it into boiled well water, wait for it to cool, and filter it through a fine cloth. Then re-evaporate and see if you can get a finer salt."

Hearing Feng Qianqian's words, there was a lot of uncertainty, Song Shiyue began to worry: "If not..."

"It doesn't matter if you can't. Since these sheep are willing to take such a big risk to eat, they must not eat it once or twice. Maybe their ancestors will eat it for generations... In terms of the instinct of animals to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, the problem should not be It's very big. Besides, salt is better than no salt." Feng Qianqian said, smiled, twitched some coarse salt from the palm of his hand, sipped it, nodded and said, "Well, it's really salty. Speaking of it Can our salted goose eggs be pickled?"