C5 The Discovery of Salt, Storing Food!(2)

"Pei! Pei! What are you doing?" Wu Xiaoming was about to ask why, but he was stunned by a roar. The corner of his mouth was still wet with grass.

Wu Xiaoming did not see it clearly. In just a few seconds, he raised his head and saw an animal that was as big as a tiger biting the neck of a wild bull. It kept roaring, and it was even bigger than the wild bull. Judging from its size, it was at least ten meters tall. The herd of wild bulls all lowered their heads and used their long horns to stare at the unknown animal, letting out angry roars.

It was too shocking. He thought that they would be a little clumsy because of their huge size, but he did not expect that they would rush to their dying companions from more than a hundred meters away in just four or five seconds. The animal jumped up and Wu Xiaoming saw its face clearly. It was obviously a Sword Teeth Tiger. Its two meter long teeth were its symbol, and its sharp teeth were a very good name. However, it was so big! It was even bigger than an adult wild bull.

The herd of wild bulls kept moving forward and retreating, and their sharp horns kept hitting the teeth. Unfortunately, every time, the teeth would dodge agilely. Wu Xiaoming's heart trembled when he heard the tiger's roar. The wounded wild bull struggled to stand up, but it could not get up no matter how hard it tried. The blood kept flowing out of its neck, and the mournful howls caused the herd of wild bulls to panic. In less than a minute, it lay motionless in the pool of blood.

When the herd of cows saw their unmoving companions, they whimpered and slowly retreated, gradually leaving. The sharp teeth was lying not far away, and after seeing the herd of cows retreat, it leisurely walked up to enjoy its lunch.

"Let's go too, be quiet!" The leader of the warriors warned in a low voice. Wu Xiaoming did not know if it was an illusion or not, but before he left, Wu Xiaoming clearly saw the sharp teeth looking at the place where they were hiding. There was obvious ridicule in its eyes.

Wu Xiaoming and the others took a big circle and spent nearly an hour to track the herd of cows. At this moment, the herd of cows were licking a small hill made of white crystals. It was the rock salt. Wu Xiaoming almost cried out in joy. Seeing Wu Xiaoming so excited that he wanted to shout, the leader of the warriors immediately covered his mouth with his hand. "Shut up!"

Wu Xiaoming finally suppressed his excitement and waited with his companions in the tall grass for more than half an hour before the herd of cows gradually went away. He impatiently rushed to the white crystal hill and took a piece of crystal that was sparkling and translucent. He licked it. Hmm, it's so salty. Ahahaha, is it rock salt or pure rock salt?

Dong also imitated him and put a finger-sized rock salt into his mouth. "Pui, pui, it's really bad! Why do people need this thing?" Wu Xiaoming glanced at Dong. He really could not explain it to the primitive people. "Quick, everyone, quickly put the rock salt into the beast skin!"

In a short while, everyone carried the rock salt on their backs and set off back to the tribe. Wu Xiaoming tested the rock salt in his beast skin. It was about 400 jin, and the rock salt he carried back was about 2300 to 2400 jin. It was enough for the tribe to use for a long time. As for the rest of the rock salt, it was safe in this place. Other than the herbivores coming to lick it, no one would have any ideas about it. Even the primitive people didn't know how to use it, so they didn't have to worry about it.

It took them more than four hours to come here and less than two hours to go back. When they reached the tribe, Wu Xiaoming found that the fire had already been extinguished. There was no one in the cave. It seemed that they had all gone out to look for food. Hmm, I have to solve the food problem as soon as possible. As for what to feed the animals? Wu Xiaoming was conflicted. Looking at the size of the wild cows, he couldn't feed them. Even if there were fences, they wouldn't be able to withstand it. He couldn't catch all of them, and even the deer and sheep couldn't. Their huge bodies were too big for him to feed. He couldn't even circle them. What kind of animals were suitable? Thinking of those ferocious beasts, Wu Xiaoming felt that he had to solve the food problem as soon as possible.

Wu Xiaoming didn't start a fire. It was too tiring to use wood to make a fire, so he taught everyone how to do it. When the sun set in the west, the sunset was like a gorgeous silk. It was colorful and dazzling. Uncle Di and the women and children returned to the cave in the evening. Uncle Di first looked at the six people who went out to find the salt and found that they were all uninjured. He then asked, "Human, how did you find the salt?"

"Found it. And we also found some bamboo rice, hmm, a type of fruit that can be eaten. There are a lot of them that are enough for us to eat during the winter." Suddenly thinking of the primitive people's big stomachs, hmm? It seemed that it was not enough. Although he could see a large bamboo forest from afar with more than a dozen bamboos on each of them, it was probably not enough for them to eat for a month. After all, he had seen Uncle Di and the others' appetite before. Even a two-thousand-pound animal could eat it, and their stomachs were not big. He really wanted to dissect it and see what was inside. Sigh, it was sad that ever since he transmigrated, he had never been full. He had almost forgotten the feeling of being full.

Uncle Di took a small piece of rock salt and tried to lick it. It was very salty. "Human, how do you store this thing?"

Wu Xiaoming picked up a fist-sized rock salt and placed it in the skull of a wild deer. He crushed it with a stone and walked outside the cave. He used a stone blade to cut off a large piece of meat from a skinned wild deer. He brought it back to the cave and carefully smeared the meat with salt. After covering the entire piece of meat, he hung the meat with a beast strip at the entrance of the cave. "This is enough. It can be dried and stored for a long time."

"Hmm, sir, please start the fire." Uncle Di's eyes were filled with worry. Ever since he had left with the chief, the safety and food of the thirty-something people had been completely on him. The winter was about to arrive, and every winter, many people would freeze to death and starve to death. This winter might be better. He had secretly tried it out. The fire could warm up the cave. As long as there was a large pile of fire in the cave, it would be much warmer than before. The cave would no longer be dark and humid. As for food, he would have to go further tomorrow. He had already gone around the surrounding fifty miles. There were not many prey left. He hoped that the bamboo rice that this person who liked to create miracles really was that amazing. Tomorrow, he would organize everyone to pick it.

"Uncle Di, let me teach everyone how to make a fire! If something happens to me, everyone will have a fire to use." Wu Xiaoming called out to Dong, then took out the tools he had made and explained the steps of making a fire to Dong. Chang'e had been by his side since she came back, but he acted as if he didn't see her. He didn't even greet her. At this moment, he was holding a tool that he didn't know where he got and listening to Dong carefully explain how to make a fire. The other clansmen also surrounded him and listened. Dong held the tool and quickly grinded it according to what he said. Not long later, it started to smoke. Seeing the sparks, Wu Xiaoming told him to immediately transfer the sparks onto the fire. He carefully blew it gently, "Now, haha, Brother Ming!" Dong shouted happily, and Chang'e looked at Dong with red eyes. She had even grinded her hands until they were red, and she didn't even see the smoke.

Brother Ming was called by Wu Xiaoming because of his body. He didn't have the nerve to change his name back to his original name. After all, the name of the person was given by the parents of this body. They had already occupied the body, so he really didn't have the nerve to change his original name.

"How can I not have a fire?" Chang'e looked at Dong's tool with a puzzled expression. The surrounding clansmen also looked at Wu Xiaoming with doubtful eyes.

"To make a fire, you need to find a suitable tree branch. When I first started to make a fire, you were beside me. I tried so many different tree branches, and you all saw it. In the future, you need to find the tree branch in Dong's hand." Wu Xiaoming explained to the curious clansmen around him.

"Alright, let's hurry up and roast the meat after the fire is out. We'll go pick the bamboo rice tomorrow." Uncle Di said to the surrounding clansmen.

The night passed without a word.

The next morning, Wu Xiaoming was woken up by Chang'e again. He was speechless. Ever since he transmigrated, he had been woken up by her every morning. Wu Xiaoming looked at Chang'e angrily. He wanted to scold her a few times, but when he saw her delicate smile, he lost all his temper. "Damn, men are really visual animals!" He secretly despised himself.

After eating a few fruits as breakfast, everyone walked along the river to the bamboo forest. Seeing the bamboo rice hanging on the thick bamboo like buds, Wu Xiaoming laughed happily. He didn't know if the bamboo rice would mature every year. If it was like in his previous life, where it would mature every ten or so years, it would be terrible. "How can we pick it so high?" Just as Chang'e finished speaking, she saw Uncle Di break the bamboo with a punch. Wu Xiaoming happily picked up a bamboo rice and peeled it. He weighed it in his hand and laughed. This bamboo rice was probably more than ten kilograms. If he had this kind of bamboo in his previous life, he would have been rich.

Wu Xiaoming didn't say anything about the bamboo that was broken. After all, the bamboo leaves were half-dried. At most, it would wither in another half a month. Seeing Uncle Di's demonstration, all the adult warriors broke the bamboo with a punch. "So fierce. The primitive people are so violent when they work. But I like it. Hehe." He didn't realize that he was already one of them.

Looking at the large bamboo forest, Wu Xiaoming thought that it would take at least ten days to half a month to harvest all the bamboo. However, when he saw the human-shaped dragons in front of him, he thought that it would take them at least half a month to harvest all the bamboo.

Just as the women and children wanted to learn from Wu Xiaoming how to harvest the bamboo, they were stopped by him. It would be too much of a hassle to harvest all the bamboo. Although the beast skin was big, it could not wrap a few bamboos. They could just drag all the bamboo back. Bamboos were also good for making tools and other things. If there were too many of them, they could make firewood for the winter. It would save them the trouble of picking up wood.

Wu Xiaoming ran to Uncle Di and discussed with him about sending four warriors to protect the women and children and to transport the bamboo back. He told Uncle Di the reason.

Uncle Di was completely speechless when he saw Wu Xiaoming. How could this child be so smart? He had never realized that he was so smart before. Perhaps only the blessing of the Mother God Nvwa could explain it! Just as he was about to agree to Wu Xiaoming's suggestion, he heard the rumbling of the beasts.

The children in charge of guarding the village shouted, "Run!"