The salted fish couple is fleeing famine

Ten days later, Hei Wa returned to the base camp with a large jar full of diamonds (the female chieftain of the Big Tree Tribe insisted on supplying him).

On the way, Gao Huaiyu's personal soldiers had already heard about what happened recently.

Before the meeting of the three big bosses, Hei Wa put the diamond pot on the table, and the diamonds poured out on the table blinded the eyes of the two big bosses.

"Gems? Are there really gems in this place?" Gao Huaiyu exclaimed. The high-yield gold mines have already made them a huge fortune. Unexpectedly, there are a lot of gold and gems in this place!
wait!When he first arrived here, he remembered that Uncle Zhongqin seemed to be bragging about it!Can nonsense be fulfilled? !
"Hahaha, isn't it just a gem!" Heiwa was very happy, and he saved dozens of big pigeon eggs for his wife.

"Uncle, we have also exchanged this kind of gemstone in the Inca Empire, and this one is not as good-looking as those colored gemstones!" Huang Shangshu picked one up, looked at it for a long time before saying with certainty.

"Who said that gemstones must be colored to be valuable? Master Shangshu, this kind of gemstone has magical uses!" Heiwa smiled mysteriously after finishing speaking.

He randomly picked up a diamond from the table, and picked up a glass cup. After scratching it a few times, the cup broke.

Gao Huaiyu stood up at once. He looked at the scratched edge of the glazed cup, took one by himself, and continued to make: "Is this thing quite hard? It's good for scratching glazed glass!"

It made Heiwa suffocate, wishing to shake this stupid guy awake: "General, it's just such a gem, don't waste it! Are you thinking about refining weapons?"

Gao Huaiyu nodded again and again: If there is a gem as big as a whetstone, how sharp can a sword be sharpened? !

Huang Shangshu once again affirmed the value of the diamonds, and asked Uncle Zhongqin to change more quickly. All these were recorded and brought back to His Majesty the Emperor.

"The news that the natives have gold here may not be kept secret for a long time. Or? Let's organize ship merchants to trade together just like in the Inca Empire." They have to give the ship merchants some soup to eat meat. It is always necessary to give the clan a little face.

"I really don't want to take advantage of those people. This is really a big deal for them!" The gold they exchanged was not brought back to their own homes, but to the Daxia State Treasury, and the ship merchants would only row to their homes. .

"Hey, General, I think the natives are definitely more willing to trust us. Even if we trade, we can trade no less than the ship merchants. Especially the food we harvest, as long as the tribes have tasted it, they should all be willing to trade it. .Silk, tea, porcelain, etc., how can they be as precious as food?!"

"Uncle is so right, the old man agrees, if you want to change it, let's change it, we are not afraid!" Huang Shangshu is full of confidence with the big killers of sweet potatoes.

"Actually, we have only met four tribes. How much can we exchange for ten or twenty tribes? Come on, let's divide the work. In this way, you divide the brothers into ten teams, each with 1000 people, and then we."

How to take the initiative to find more indigenous tribes (gold, diamonds) has become the theme of this meeting.

After the meeting, representatives of several ship merchants who had gained more than ten catties were called in:
"What? Do business with the natives? Ah! Uncle, are you kidding me?" The ship merchant thought he was hallucinating. The native tribes have nothing worth trading for them!
"No kidding, the natives have seen gold, but the rule here is to barter, and gold is not used as currency." Uncle Zhong Qin casually dropped bombs on the ship merchants.

"Gold? The natives have gold? Hey, uncle, why didn't you say so sooner? We are willing!"

The ship merchants were terrified: It seems that the uncle and the general knew about it a long time ago, and they couldn't hide it before telling them.Just to put it bluntly, how could he stay here for so long just for this sweet potato and corn?

This kind of food that has gone down has also been harvested, but there is no intention to start, feelings, there is still gold here!

As if he had missed a billion, he scolded the three of them to death in his heart, and expressed all kinds of gratitude on his face.

A successful businessman must be a qualified actor.

How could they bear such aggrieved by themselves?The rest of the ship merchants who got the news one step behind were hit violently.

They catch fish and eat meat every day, and their eyes are full of newly built cargo ships.

It never occurred to them that these natives don't know the goods, and they don't care about gold when they use stones as weapons.

They have been here for so long, and they don't even bother to deal with these uncivilized people. They missed a good opportunity.

Starting tomorrow, they will each trade for gold based on their ability, and no one can stop them from making a fortune!
If you want to go to a tribe farther away, you must be inseparable from the locals. Hei Wa took her two sons to the jungle tribe in person.

They want to hire dozens of brothers from the jungle tribe to guide them and translate for them.

But just after they arrived in the jungle tribe, Chief Amu was very excited and asked Amanlin to tell Hei Wa:
"Our annual tribal gathering will start thirty times after the sun sets! All the tribes in this land will come to participate!"

Originally, Hei Wa had to trek across mountains and rivers to find other tribes to trade, but he was so sleepy that he encountered a pillow right after he arrived.

After inquiring about the trading form of this big gathering, as well as the items they usually trade.He happily made an appointment with Chief Amu, and they would go to this year's big rally with the jungle tribe.

Back at the base camp, when Uncle Zhongqin announced the good news, no one was unhappy.

The ship merchants hurriedly checked their remaining commodities, thinking about which ones to exchange with the natives in order to maximize profits.

The base camp was very busy, and the shipwrights were ordered again, asking them to help weave the big back.

The back sash must be woven very finely, with the gaps smaller than a human finger, so everyone who goes to the big assembly must have a back sash.

Shipwright: We are shipbuilders, weaving sieves and backs, this is the job of a bamboo craftsman, a bamboo craftsman!
What to trade with the natives?The three giants discussed for half an hour: food, clothes, and salt.

Gao Huaiyu praised Uncle Zhongqin for his shrewdness, but it was basically a no-cost business!
In his mind, any product that takes a little effort or grows or manufactures is costless, and labor is worthless.

Food, of course, is their newly harvested corn, sweet potatoes and potatoes.In the words of Uncle Zhongqin, they can be regarded as benefiting this wild land.The grass seeds and plant roots of the indigenous people need to be replaced.

Where are the clothes?Thirty thousand sailor brothers, it is not difficult to move some slightly newer summer clothes.

Hei Wa thought secretly: no matter how good the silk and satin are, will these people know how to make them?Ready-to-wear is just fine!
About their killer feature: salt!

Heiwa got the news from his son and the others. Amanlin said that their salt is better than the one from their tribe, salty but not bitter.

Children are very resistant to their behavior of cleaning their teeth with salt, thinking it is too wasteful!

Chief Amu also said that there are more than 100 tribes, large and small, living on their land.

Among so many tribes, there is only one who knows how to make salt—the Lake Salt Tribe.

Every year, at the annual gathering, other tribes without salt will exchange salt with the lake salt tribe with the most delicious prey and the most delicious plant roots in their tribe.

The once-a-year trading opportunity, the jungle tribes have to prepare for it for nearly two months.It is also necessary to catch the prey alive as much as possible and bring it to the big gathering, so as to ensure that the meat of the prey is the freshest.

It is not easy for them to exchange bitter salt, which shows how precious salt is to the aborigines.

Now that this year's big rally has allowed them to catch up, they can't let the Lake Salt Tribe be the only one!

Boiling salt directly with seawater is time-consuming and wasteful. With Uncle Zhongqin as a think tank, the sailors now cook salt much more easily.

Salt sand pits, filter pools, and large stoves for boiling salt are indispensable.

When the sky is dark, the sailors need to go to the deep sea, fetch a large amount of seawater, and evenly splash it on a clean piece of sand.

The scorching sun here will dry this thin layer of silt at noon, and white salt crystals can be seen in the dried silt.

Then pour such dry salt sand into the salt sand pit, fill it full, and spread it flat and compact on the surface.

Finally, a layer of meadow is laid on the pit filled with salt sand, and a large amount of seawater is poured into it, which infiltrates and filters into the filter pool connected to the salt sand pit.

The filter tanks are connected one by one, until the concentration of the brine reaches the standard for boiling salt.There is no professional tool for measuring the concentration of brine, so it can only be tested several times.

After struggling for three days, I found the best answer in the seventh filter.

The brine with the most suitable salt concentration can be boiled in a large pot to easily obtain edible sea salt.

Ten large iron pots can cook more than 500 catties of salt a day.

If they had been cooking until the day of the great assembly, they would have been able to boil out the salt of the more than a hundred tribes in a year.

The caring Uncle Zhongqin is still at the kiln on the river beach where sweet potatoes are grown, and he has burned a lot of black clay pots with large ears, which are specially used to hold salt.

The ship merchants can see such a big movement clearly, but can they compete with the court for business?It's not that I'm tired of being crooked!

Apart from being busy instructing how to make pottery and make salt, Uncle Zhongqin doesn't want his brothers to be idle at all, and is working on land reclamation again!
He couldn't bear to throw away the vines of sweet potatoes that had been dug up, so he cut off the thickest parts and continued to insert fibers.

In addition to sweet potatoes, the unused potatoes and corn on the boat continued to be planted, and the grain of hundreds of acres of land was enough for them to eat, and when they left, they could pull dozens of boats.

Among the vegetables, tomatoes have become everyone's favourite, and they unanimously request that they continue to be planted, so that they can be eaten as fruits.

The wasteland that was once planted before is now covered with a thick layer of manure, which needs to be raised for a period of time.

Busy days are always very fast. According to the calendar of Daxia, it is not long after the first month, and it is mid-spring!It is scorching midsummer here.