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The old patriarch of the Baike tribe spoke very seriously.

For thousands of years, Sanbu has relied on decocting seawater to eat tobacco, and the non-stop cooking of the pot can barely meet the most basic needs of the tribe.

But firewood is less and less.If there are no trees on the mountain, the wind and sand from Keteng Mountain will cover the whole city, turning the vast sea into a sandy valley like the Tuotuo River.

The Baike people are a very crisis-conscious tribe.

Their ancestors also had fertile grasslands, and abundant food was bred in the lush forests.

But in order to boil the salt, the Baike people cut down all the trees on the whole mountain.The barren hills that had lost their vegetation were washed away by a large amount of sediment by the rain, and the entire village was buried like a torrent. All the Baike people died in that disaster.

The Baik people were stunned.

What a good mountain, how could it be smashed down?

To make matters worse, the soil in the mountains was washed into the Tuotuo River, and the silted sediment blocked the river course. Every rainy season, floods raged, submerged fertile fields and grasslands, and washed away cattle, sheep and livestock.

There is no way to pass the day!

So all three moved to the hinterland of Mount Keten.

There were also nostalgic old people who returned to the river valley where they lived before, only to see that the Tuotuo river bed was silted up all the year round, and the water volume of the river was decreasing year by year, and it seemed to be drying up.

When the flow is completely cut off, the originally green river valley becomes a hunting ground for wind and sand.All you can see is bare sand and gravel, which is simply uninhabitable for human beings.

So far, the Baike people have completely given up the idea of ​​returning to their ancestral land, and set up family rules, not to cut down trees wantonly, and not to destroy this last settlement.

But in this way, eating salt has become a big problem for the Baike people.

In the past, there were long-distance traffickers who came from the industry. Although the price was high, at least the source could be guaranteed.Now that the Eighteen Divisions of Xihu are going south to thresh grain and grass, the trade routes between the Central Plains and the grasslands have been completely cut off, and the Baike Division has not bought any salt for a long time.

If a person does not eat salt, he will have no strength, his body will gradually become weak, he will not be able to hold a knife and gun, and he will not be able to cast a fishing net until he gets sick and dies.However, boiling salt requires cutting down trees, which can make a living in a short period of time, but children and grandchildren have to live in no fixed place, which is equally fatal.

Now, Bai Kebu didn't even dare to waste a little bit of the prey's blood, so it could replenish some salt.

But still not enough.

Ding Zhuang ate the remaining salt.If things go on like this, the three Donghu tribes will gradually wither away, but the Xihu people can obtain enough supplies through war and plunder. Under the ebb and flow, sooner or later, the three Donghu tribes will no longer be able to resist the invasion of the Xihu.

"Don't you have a salt lake?"

Ning saw that he touched his nose.

This kind of desert is prone to brine, whether it is brine lake, dry salt lake or sandy lake, you can find any of them without worrying about eating salt.

"salt lake?"

Hemuta scratched his head.

"The water in Hanhai Lake doesn't taste salty at all, where does the salt come from?"

"It's not about Han Hai."

Ning Fei thought about it.

"It's just salty water, is there any near you?"

"There is one."

Hemuta pondered for a moment.

"But that's a pool of blood... only the pool of blood is salty water."

"Even if everyone doesn't shy away from blood pools, boiling salt is like boiling a pot. We can no longer cut down trees."

Hearing what he said, Ning Zazi raised his eyebrows slightly.

This is the first time he has heard the concept of environmental protection in this era.

It is admirable that these Baike people are about to run out of salt, and they can not cut down the mountains and green plants to cook brine.

"What is a blood pool?"

he asked curiously.

"The Blood Pond is a small lake. The water in the lake is red, and the fish and plants cannot live. Everyone thinks it is unlucky."

Helan on the side said casually.

"But the water in there is indeed salty. My brother Yeshan and I used to go hunting there often. Yeshan even used blood pool water to feed rabbits, and they lived well."

He spoke Amilei, which Ning Fei couldn't understand.But he noticed that when Helan said this, Clay's expression was a little strange.

He was very excited, but he was trying to suppress his emotions, as if he had heard some terrible news.

Ning Fei pressed the child's hand and asked with concern.

"What's wrong? Did he say something bad?"

Helan could understand simple Yechao words, and seeing Ning Fei's uneasy expression, he quickly shook his head.

"No, no, no bad."

"I said... the blood pond, salty, it's fine for rabbits to eat it."

Oh.

Ning Fei nodded, feeling more and more confused.

Since Herlan didn't say anything bad, why did Clay have such a serious expression?

Only to hear Helan continue speaking in blunt karmic language.

"My... Nan Shi, brother, Ye Shan, he said that rabbits eat people as well, and there is... salt in the water."

"He...wanted to add...the water from the blood pool directly to the meat to cook, but everyone was unwilling."

"Unlucky, bloody water, boil salt, ask for firewood, we have no firewood."

The words were stuttering, but the main meaning was expressed.

Ning Fei nodded.

There is actually a salt lake in the area where Baikebu lives. Most of the lake water contains certain ingredients or microorganisms, which appear red to the naked eye, so the Baike people think it is a blood pool.

The blood pool is unlucky, so the Baike people do not take marinated salt from it.However, Helan's friends experimented with rabbits, and the water in the blood pool can be used, but the Baike people don't accept it.

There is another reason for not accepting it, that is, whether it is a blood pool or sea water, it is necessary to cut down trees and burn pots, which is not allowed by the ancestral precepts of the Baike people.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t use the decoction method. You can also get high-quality edible salt by setting up a salt farm to dry the salt and then purify it.

However, the name Xuechi is not good, and the three tribes of Donghu have religious beliefs, so if they touch other people's taboos, it will be troublesome.

Thinking of this, Ning Fei didn't say anything.

As a "walking businessman", it is good to listen to the complaints of the chief of the Baike tribe. After all, merchants can only sell and sell, and they can do nothing to help the Baike tribe's plight.

Besides, Hemuta didn't ask him to help make salt.Now that the four of them are on other people's territory, he still needs to observe the attitude and stand of the Baike people. He can't just become a saint in a flash of his brain. If he helps the white-eyed wolf, he will be in trouble.

Thinking of this, his focus returned to Clay.

As Helan spoke, he noticed the child's eye circles were red.

"What's the matter? Did you hear the news from the tribe?"

Ning Fei lowered his voice and asked.

But Clay nodded and whispered into Brother Jizi's ear.

"I... my father, my father's name is Yeshan."

Oh!

Now, Ning Fei was really surprised.

Although he knew that there was a high chance of getting news about Clay's family, he really didn't expect that the moment of confession would come so quickly!

"Will it have the same name? Is the name Yeshan common in Nanshibe?"

Clay nodded, then shook his head again, trying to suppress his excitement.

"Yeshan is not a name, but a surname."

"My father's full name is Shayeli Yeshan, and my name is Clay Yeshan."

"My aunt said that my father's family is very big in Nanshi, and everyone named Yeshan is my clan."

Oh, I did find it.

Ning Fei nodded, and patted the child on the shoulder, signaling him to stay calm.

"Young patriarch, that friend of yours really fed the rabbit with the water from the blood pond, is the rabbit alright?"

Hearing his question, Helan nodded immediately.

"It's true, I, with my own eyes, have raised rabbits for three years."

"Oh."

Ning Fei nodded.

"Then what's the name of your friend? Where is it now? Can you let us visit?"

This time Helan shook his head.

"Sha Yeli... went to the court, there is no news..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the child opposite him crying with a "wow".

Clay threw himself into Ning Fei's arms, crying very sadly, as if he wanted to cry out all the grievances of these years.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooobaba!"

Helan was so bewildered by the crying, he couldn't figure out why the child was crying all of a sudden, even though they were chatting well! ?

After thinking about it, I didn't say anything excessive, did I?

Seeing his confusion, Ning Fei thought about it, slowed down her speech, and explained to him.

"This child's father is also named Sha Yeli Yeshan, so you feel a little hurt when you hear you say this name..."

But he couldn't finish the sentence either.

After hearing only the first half of the sentence, Helan stood up abruptly, his eyes widened.

"Shayeli Yeshan? Abba?"

"No wonder, you look like Sha Yeli, you are Sha Yeli's son?!"

"Where are you, Dad?"

He stared at Clay in a daze, and it took him a while to come back to his senses, and he spoke Amilei quickly.

Clay raised his head, listened intently, and answered a few sentences from time to time, his expression becoming more and more focused.

Hemuda on the side also showed surprise, but he didn't interrupt the two of them, and his eyes towards Ning Fei and the others became more and more gentle.

After Clay took out the jade around his neck and showed it to Bai Ke and his son, Helan suddenly stepped forward excitedly, hugged Clay in his arms, touched his head, and tapped his shoulder with his fist.

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Baike patriarch Hemuda also got up, took off a string of jade chains from his neck, hung one of the jade stones on Clay's necklace, and then touched his head and prayed.

Clay lowered his head and said something, then left Helan's arms, turned around and stood beside Ning Fei, and couldn't wait to share his joy with Brother Jizi.

"Brother Xiaofei, this is Uncle Helan, my father's friend. They are sworn brothers who grew up together, and they are also my adoptive father."

"Grandpa Hemuta gave me the Ping An jade. He said that when I go back to Nanshi, my grandfather will give me the same. We can go back to my father's house!"

The child's eyes were shining brightly, and his face washed with tears was full of excitement, holding Ning Fei's hand and chanting non-stop.

"Nanshi is not far from Hanhai Lake. We will set off early tomorrow morning. If we ride a horse, we can reach Nanshi City in half a day."

"Uncle Helan said that my grandpa is still alive. Grandpa is the patriarch of Nanshi. He has been looking for news about Abba for so many years. His elder brother can also sail a sea boat. We can go back to Jiuling Lake by boat. La!"