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Chapter 67
Early the next morning, as soon as Dongfang turned pale, the guests were ready to go back home.

Lan Hua said, "Let's go after breakfast."

"No, I didn't eat less last night, and my stomach is still bloated!"

Song Guo thanked the host for his warm hospitality, and made a promise to Zhang Tianli: "After I go back, I will lead my people to pray to the sky day and night, hoping that our ancestors will remember us lost children and be willing to give us guidance."

Zhang Tian smiled and said: "As long as you are sincere enough, the sky will not let you down, and your ancestors will not forget."

I thought to myself: Whether the ancestors will appear, depends on whether the faith value has increased enough.

"Then, see you on the day when the maple leaves fall!"

"See you on the day when the maple leaves fall! Remember to bring more salt to exchange for the knowledge passed down from your ancestors."

"no problem!"

Saying goodbye, Song Guo led the tribe back home. People from the Dahe Tribe stood outside the cave and watched the guests leave. The children were a little bit reluctant. They lived in the mountains for a long time, and it was rare for visitors to come to the door. Thinking of the excitement of the archery competition last night, I feel that this morning is extraordinarily quiet, as if even the air is much cooler.

The people of the Big Tree Tribe quickly disappeared into the mountains and were never seen again.

The next time we meet, we will have to wait until the eve of winter hunting. At that time, not only men and women from the Dashu tribe will come, but also young hunters from the Yougu tribe.

The clansmen looked at the red maple leaves on the top of the mountain in the distance, knowing that that day would not be too long.

Grandma said: "We should also start preparing. The last sacrificial ceremony, I heard that your performance was very bad, almost all the troops were wiped out?"

Hearing grandma mention the old things, the men suddenly felt shameful, and the women also fell silent.

Only Hutou held his head high and proudly said: "I won the reward!"

Grandma smiled and said, "But you lost to Pine Cone."

"Who said that! It's a tie! We're a tie!" Hutou blushed and argued loudly.

Lin Yu poked Zhang Tian's arm and asked softly, "What are they discussing?"

Zhang Tian has never been to the tribal assembly, but he heard a lot of "gossip" from people who have been there, and he understands more or less the situation, explaining:
"The tribal assembly is hosted by the tribes of Youyan, Youhu and Cave Lion in turn. At that time, the first snow has already fallen. Before hunting, the snow spirit will be sacrificed. At that time, a series of competitions will be held. Promoting tribal friendship, well... you can imagine the Olympics, but a primitive tribal version."

"It sounds quite interesting." Lin Yu pursed his lips and smiled, "Then what do we need to prepare?"

"I'm not sure about that. The tribal conference in autumn and winter is mainly for hunting giant beasts that migrated from the north. Those giant beasts are not easy to deal with. Only experienced hunters can hunt them down. Maybe they will bring a few Potential young hunters, coupled with women who failed to conceive in summer, minors like us are usually not allowed to go."

Lin Yu blinked and didn't say anything, just waiting for a but.

Zhang Tian waited for a while, seeing that sister Lin was not flattering, he had no choice but to continue on his own: "However, I have already discussed with my mother a few days ago, this tribal meeting, I, you and Xiao Xiao , Grandma allowed the three of us minors to go with us. We can just prepare our own things, and we don’t have to worry about anything else.”

Zhang Tian really didn't think about what to bring with him, but there was no need to rush, there were more important things to do during this period.

"Come back tonight, let's make some pottery." He said to Lin Yu.

The moment he learned that the Yougu Tribe possessed pottery, Zhang Tian decided to hurry up and make some pottery. He could use it, but he couldn't. He couldn't be compared to the primitive people.

"Okay!"

Lin Yu smiled happily. She had been looking forward to this day for a long time. When the pottery was fired, her culinary skills that she was proud of were finally put to use. She wanted to lead the tribe into the era of the tip of the tongue.

"Just wait and taste my craft!" She waved her fist confidently.

To be honest, I have heard her brag about her cooking skills a lot during this period, and Zhang Tian is really looking forward to it. Although under Lin Yu's guidance, the food conditions in the tribe have improved by leaps and bounds, but compared with later generations, it is still a heaven. an underground.

In order to help Chef Lin, Zhang Tian planned to purify the salt exchanged from Pine Cone.

Under the surprised eyes of the tribesmen, he poured all the salty sand into the water, filtered out the large sand and stones with sackcloth, and then put the tree tube filled with salt water outside the cave to dry.

Both sun-dried salt and boiled salt are common purification methods. Because the tree tube cannot withstand long-term boiling, and the volume of the bamboo tube is too small, the method of drying first and then boiling is used.

At times like this, he would feel that Lin Yu's white stone was really not smart enough. Its current function was to purify water. If he could purify substances as he wished, why bother to purify salt?
"Why are you pouring salt into the water?"

Xiao asked the common doubts of the members of the tribe. No matter how impure the salt of the Dashu tribe is, it is also real salt. Wouldn't it be a pity to throw it away?

Zhang Tian said: "Because doing so can make the salt pure."

The tribesmen became even more puzzled, wondering if the salt would disappear if it was poured into the water?How can it still be pure?
Xiao Xiao thought of another question: "Don't you need to sacrifice to the sky?"

"Prayer itself is a sacrificial act. We pray to the sky every day, which is equivalent to offering sacrifices every day. Now we only need to put the salt water under the sky, and the power of the sky will make the salt pure."

Everyone suddenly realized, silently praised the kindness of the sky in their hearts, and at the same time wondered how the power of the sky could make the salt pure.

For the bear that he hunted before, Zhang Tian used its shoulder blades to make two bone plows. Compared with stone plows, the bone plows are lighter and sharper, and it is much easier to turn over the soil with the bone plows.

Before setting out to hunt, Zhang Tian gathered his older siblings together, taught them how to use the bone pike, and said seriously: "I have a task for you."

The children were very happy. Zhang Tian's solemn tone made them feel that they were valued. They didn't know what to do, so they agreed.

Zhang Tian smiled and patted their little heads, and used charcoal to draw two squares with a side length of about two meters next to each other on the open space outside the cave. Dig along the lines I drew, one to your ankles and one to your knees."

"no problem!"

"Brother Tian, ​​don't worry!"

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

The children all made promises solemnly and loudly like little adults.

Zhang Tian said with a smile: "Take turns digging, and change when you get tired. Don't be brave! If you dig the hole well, I will teach you how to play the flute!"

"I want to drink sugar water!"

"Okay, not only the sugar water, but I'll ask Lin to make you something delicious!"

"Great!"

The children cheered and were full of fighting spirit, and immediately rolled up their sleeves to dig a hole.

(End of this chapter)