Sure enough, after the two beast-eared girls, Yan Lin and Xing, swallowed half a finger's worth of salt, their eyes instantly widened as expected, with twisted expressions on their faces.
"Pooh!"
The two beast-eared girls spit out the salt in their mouths at the same time, then stuck out their pink little tongues, fanned them with their hands, and said aggrievedly: "Witch, you lied to Yan Lin (Xing), the salt is still not enough" tasty!"
The Xia and other tribesmen next to them were all puzzled when they heard this.
Shouldn't it?
What Wu said is true. He said salt will become more delicious, so it should be more delicious.
And looking at the expression on Wu's face just now, it was obvious that he was enjoying himself, right?
Why do Yanlin and Xing find it unpalatable to them?
Xia and other tribesmen were puzzled, but most of them were still curious.
So each of them reached out and put some salt at the bottom of the clay pot and put it in their mouths.
As you can imagine, this was the first time for the tribesmen who had only eaten bitter salt mines to come into contact with pure filtered salt. The rich salty taste in their mouths made them as salty as Yan Lin and Xing. Keep sticking out your tongue.
Yang Cheng asked someone to bring a bucket of boiled cold boiled water and asked these beast-eared ladies to rinse their mouths to remove the salty taste in their mouths.
After everyone rinsed their mouths, they felt much better.
Then everyone looked at Yang Cheng in confusion. This salt was so unpalatable, why did the witch say it was delicious? Could it be that the "taste" of the witch was different from ours?
"Haha, salt is not just eaten this way, it needs to be eaten in another way to make it taste better."
"Another way? What way?"
"You will find out tonight. Come on, Yan Lin, continue smashing the salt mine into powder and continue to get some salt out."
"oh."
Yang Cheng asked everyone to continue boiling salt.
Where is the layer of salt at the bottom of this clay pot enough?
Yang Cheng has no doubt that tonight, the members of the Qingque tribe will see how powerful Yan is.
Not to mention the layer of salt at the bottom of the clay pot, even half a clay pot is not enough.
Thinking of this, Yang Cheng looked at the layer of salt at the bottom of the clay pot in his hand and felt silly again.
When the other tribesmen saw him like this, they were all a little worried. Was Wu crazy?
The body-trembling taste in his mouth has not completely dissipated even after rinsing his mouth with water several times.
And Wu actually said that salt that is so unpalatable can really taste better at night?
Huh? Is it possible that salt, like the wild fruits picked outside, needs to be stored for a while before it becomes delicious?
No matter what everyone is like, Yang Cheng's orders must be obeyed.
Under Yang Cheng's command, the beast-eared girls smashed all the remaining two-thirds of the salt ore according to what Yang Cheng had just done, and then boiled it into salt in a clay pot.
The salt mine traded with the Vine Tribe has a very high salt content. An animal skin bag weighing fifteen or six kilograms contains about two kilograms of salt.
This surprised Yang Cheng a lot.
Yang Cheng carefully smashed about two kilograms of salt into powder with a stone, then put it into a clean clay pot and covered it with a bamboo lid.
"Well, let Lulu burn some lids in the next few days. Bamboo lids really don't look good with pottery." Yang Cheng thought to himself.
At this time, a burst of cheers broke out in the distance.
Then Yanhu, Cangshi and several other totem warriors ran over happily, their speed almost catching up with the high-speed motorcycles.
"Wu, all the holes you asked us to dig have been dug!" Yan Hu shouted excitedly.
"That's right! Let's go and have a look!"
Yang Cheng's face showed excitement and joy, and he handed the salt shaker to Xia and asked her to keep it first.
Then he jumped directly on Lu Mao's back, patted his shoulder and said, "Let's go, take me to see him!"
"okay!"
Lu Mao responded and ran back excitedly carrying Yang Cheng and the totem warriors on his back.
Here, Yanhu and Cangshi also wanted to run back with cheers.
Suddenly Yan Lin and Xing grabbed them, and then, with Yanhu and Cangshi looking puzzled, they told them about the salt that Yang Cheng had just made.
Finally, Yan Lin looked worried and said, "Father, do you think there is something wrong with Wu's health? Why does he still say it's delicious even when we think it's unpalatable?"
Yanhu and Cangshi looked at each other with solemn expressions.
"Anu, is what Yan Lin said true?" Cang Shi asked.
Xing nodded and said: "Yes, Wu seems to have some physical problem. We all find the salt unpleasant, but he said it is delicious and he will give it to you later!"
"Where's the salt shaker?"
"Here, it's in Xia's hands."
Xia, who was holding the salt shaker, suddenly saw the four Yanhu people who were "conspirators" turning their heads to look at her with their big bright eyes, and immediately panicked.
"What, what do you want to do?" Xia hugged the salt shaker tightly and asked weakly.
Seeing her like this, Yanhu and Cangshi frowned a little, not wanting to force Xia to hand over the salt jar, but this was for Yang Cheng's health, and they had to see whether the salt was delicious or not.
After the two hesitated for a while, they made up their minds to take the salt shaker.
Yan Lin suddenly opened her palm, and there was as much salt as a thumbnail inside.
"Father, Cangshi, I still have some salt here. I left it secretly just now and didn't finish it."
Hey!
You guys should have taken it out earlier!
Yan Hu glared at Yan Lin fiercely, then took the salt from Yan Lin's hand who felt confused, and gave half to Cang Shi.
Then they put the salt into their mouths and tasted it.
The next second!
"Pooh!"
The two of them spit out the salt in unison. It didn't taste good!
It's already evening and the salt is still so unpleasant. There must be something wrong with Wu's health!
"Cang Shi, what should I do?" Yan Hu asked.
Cang Shi frowned deeply and thought for a long time. He couldn't figure out what was wrong with Yang Cheng's body.
Wait, no, there seems to be a place.
Cangshi thought of something and said: "Yanhu, I think Wu Tai is too tired and hasn't rested for a long time."
"You haven't rested for a long time?"
"Yes, look at these days, Wu is making nets, making pottery, and teaching us all how to read and other things. He has never rested. He must be exhausted."
"Hey, it seems like this..." Yanhu suddenly realized, agreed with Cangshi's statement, and asked: "What should we do now, Cangshi?"
Cangshi pondered: "Well... the reason why witches are tired is because we can't do things well, so we have to let witches not worry first.
In this way, when the witch tells us to eat salt, we all say it tastes good and no one is allowed to say it doesn't taste good, so the witch will feel at ease. "
"It makes sense!" Yan Hu nodded seriously, "Then let's go find the tribesmen now and tell them to do their best. Yan Lin and Xing go find the other witches, and Cangshi go find Mu Qing and the other tribesmen. , I’m going to find Short Fang and their totem warriors.”
After the discussion, Yanhu and the others dispersed and acted separately.
There was left a shivering and unclear Lu Er girl holding a salt shaker.
