The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 9 Follow the Flock to Find Salt

The sun was rising high, and most of the animals in the forest were hidden, and it was already noon.

"found it!"

Chen Bei hid on a big tree. Through the gaps between the leaves, he saw a group of wild sheep grazing in the distance. Their ears were pricked up, and they looked around from time to time, very vigilant.

There were about a dozen wild sheep in the flock, which were different from those sheep Chen Bei had seen in his previous life.

First of all, this kind of wild sheep is very large, like a calf.

Secondly, it has not two horns, but three!

Its name is Triangular Green Goat.

Its body is blue and black, and the three horns on its head are like a trident. The middle horn is the longest, and the horns on both sides are slightly shorter. The ends of each horn are sharp and sharp.

Triangular green sheep are very aggressive and can weigh up to five or six hundred catties after adulthood. Ordinary predatory beasts dare not provoke it.

Chen Bei found that most of the animals in this world were much larger in size than the ones he was familiar with in his previous life, and their appearance was also very different.

In the previous life, the recorded history of human beings was only a few thousand years, but primitive people lived on this land for more than one million years. How many things were buried in the middle?

Chen Bei sighed for a while, and then turned his attention to the triangle green sheep again.

After all, those things are too far away, and he still cares about how to live well now.

"The triangular green sheep should often add salt, as long as you follow them, you may find salt."

As for whether you can find it, it depends on luck.

"Go find some salt."

Chen Bei muttered, and then began a long follow-up and waiting.

On the first day, the sheep grazed leisurely without looking for salt.

The second day, the third day, the fourth day...

Chenbei has been following the flock of sheep for ten days, but the flock did not find salt, and they were chased by other predators during this period.

It was a group of carnivores similar to hyenas. They chased the three-sided green sheep for a long time, and finally ate an older three-sided blue sheep.

"Why don't you go find salt!"

Chen Bei gradually lost his composure, he had been away from the tribe for too long, if he couldn't find any salt, he had no choice but to go back.

Because the Mang tribe is too weak, Chen Bei is afraid that there will be an accident in the tribe, and he is not there, so there is really no place to cry.

Until the No.11 day, when the triangular blue sheep came to a small lake to drink water, a giant tooth tiger appeared!
Megalodon is what the tribesmen call it. It looks a bit like a saber-toothed tiger. Its two huge teeth can bite through the neck of its prey.

Contrary to what many people imagine, the megalodon did not roar before hunting and then pounced on it.

Because a loud roar will scare the prey away, and with the speed of the triangle green sheep, the giant-toothed tiger can't catch up with it after it runs completely.

Chen Bei tried to reduce his sense of existence on the tree. This megalodon was an adult megalodon, weighing more than a thousand catties. It was very terrifying. Only the best among the high-level totem warriors dared to fight the megalodon.

With Chenbei's current strength, if he dared to provoke it, he would be courting death.

The megalodon lies behind the thick bushes, and lowers its body as low as possible to reduce its sense of presence. At the same time, its limbs move forward little by little.

Thanks to the pads of the claws, it does not make any noise when it moves.

The Triangle Blue Goat was still drinking water, not even noticing that the God of Death was approaching.

"Whoosh!"

When a triangular green sheep appeared within the killing range of the giant-toothed tiger, the giant-toothed tiger suddenly pounced on it, at an extremely fast speed.

"Crack!"

It avoided the sharp horns of the Triangular Blue Goat, and bit the Triangular Blue Goat's neck with one bite. The huge tiger teeth snapped the neck of the Triangular Blue Goat in an instant.

"What~"

Seeing this scene, the other triangular green goats were scared out of their wits, and ran away, and they were all gone in a blink of an eye.

The giant-toothed tiger ignored the escaped goats, dragged the caught goats to a big tree, and then began to eat.

"Gudong!"

Chen Bei swallowed his saliva with difficulty. It was the first time he saw the giant-toothed tiger hunting with his own eyes, and the terrifying scene of biting off the neck of the triangular green sheep was lingering in his mind.

Sure enough, none of these overlords in the mountains and forests was easy to mess with.

Chen Bei quietly left the tree, the sheep had already left, he had to catch up as soon as possible, so as not to lose track.

Fortunately, the flock of sheep left a lot of traces when they ran, and it was not difficult for Chen Bei to find the location of the flock by following these traces.

The triangular green sheep were frightened and ran very far away, it took Chen Bei a long time to find them.

The triangular blue sheep ran to a low-lying field.

Compared with the dense vegetation in other places, this place looks very barren, with only a few weeds growing tenaciously.

What are the sheep doing here?In a panic?

Chen Bei was a little surprised, because there seemed to be nothing to eat in this place.

Until, he followed the flock to the depths of the low-lying land and saw a piece of white soil.

All the triangular green sheep walked over and licked the white soil with their heads down, as if the soil was so delicious.

"Salt!"

Chen Bei stared straight at the sight. To be precise, this is saline soil, and the salt content is very high.

Chen Bei spent more than ten days following the Triangular Green Goat, turning himself into a savage, and finally he found Yantu.

"So much salt, get rich!"

How precious salt is in the tribe, people who have not personally experienced it can never imagine.

Members of some small tribes may not be able to eat salt several times a year, and can only supplement a little salt by eating animal meat and drinking animal blood.

Chen Bei was so happy that he wanted to laugh. With these salty soils with extremely high salt content, people in the Mang tribe could eat salt in the future, and even a little extravagantly, it could also be used to marinate animal meat.

The more Chen Bei thought about it, the more excited he became. There are so many things that can be done after having salt.

For a while, Chen Bei felt that the Triangular Green Goat was pleasing to the eye, and he even wondered if he could catch the Triangular Goat and domesticate it.

But right now, the most important thing is to bring the saline soil back as soon as possible, and other things are just fantasy for the time being.

Chen Bei picked up the animal skin bag and walked towards the piece of salt soil.

The triangular green sheep was probably hunted by the tribesmen before. After seeing the people, they stopped eating the salt and soil, turned around and ran away without a trace.

Chen Bei didn't care about this, he picked up the animal skin bag, picked up the condensed salt soil on the ground and put it into the animal skin bag.

The layer of saline soil on the surface is about as thick as the palm of your hand. It is snow-white, and you can even see crystallized salt, which condenses into lumps. The salt content of the saline soil below is not so high, so Chenbei only needs the surface layer.

Chenbei brought a total of two animal skin bags, both of which were specially sewn. One animal skin bag can hold seventy to eighty catties of salt soil, and two of them can hold more than 100 catties.

He filled the animal skin bag, and then carefully wrote down the surrounding environment of this place and the route back, so that he can find it directly when he comes next time.

Chen Bei tied the two animal skin bags together, wrapped them around his neck, carried them on his two shoulders, and then strode back.

With the strength of his mid-level totem warrior, this weight is nothing. He desperately wants to return to the tribe as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)