wild trail

Chapter 16 The Power of Salt ([-])

As the water slowly evaporates, the viscous crystals slowly dry down, forming pieces of crystals of different sizes. Due to the simplest filtration, the color of the salt is not as white as refined salt, but rather pale. yellow.

Wang Lang picked up a small piece and licked it with the tip of his tongue. It tasted very salty and a bit bitter, but not very strong.

Wang Lang was very satisfied with his results, the salt was already edible, and Wang Lang's level of knowledge was simply impossible to obtain refined salt.

Carefully pour the salt into the clay pot. With the salt, Wang Lang finally doesn't have to eat those bland things. Wang Lang is very excited.

According to the eating habits of the tribe, there are usually two meals a day, one in the morning and one in the evening. They rarely have the habit of eating at noon, but Wang Lang doesn't want to wait until evening now. For more than a year, Wang Lang has almost forgotten the taste of those delicacies in the past .

Wang Lang lit a fire, set up a large clay pot, and prepared to cook and barbecue meat.

Wang Lang took off a smoked dinosaur thigh hanging on a rope, cut the meat into small pieces with a stone knife, found some edible wild vegetables and cooked them together with the meat, and sprinkled some salt in it.

Cut the remaining meat into small pieces and string them together with twigs, sprinkle some salt, and roast on the fire.

It didn't take long for the food to be cooked. Wang Lang smelled it, and the taste was no different from the usual one. Wang Lang knew that his cooking skills were not good, and he didn't expect to be able to make delicious food that was fragrant for miles. What do you want here? There is no such thing as a barbaric world, and being able to eat food with salt added, Wang Lang feels that there is no happier thing in this world than this.

Wang Lang took a piece of meat out of the clay pot with chopsticks, blew it, and put it into his mouth. The smell of the meat mixed with the unique salty taste of table salt constantly stimulated Wang Lang's taste buds. The piece of meat was in his mouth for a long time, but Wang Lang didn't She swallowed it reluctantly.

The children playing at the side had seen Wang Lang making food for a long time, but because Wang Lang was the leader, they were still a little afraid of Wang Lang in their hearts. They stood in the distance one by one, stretched their necks and looked around, seeing Wang Lang eating So intoxicated, several children couldn't help swallowing.

Wang Lang called the children over and distributed the roasted meat to them. As soon as the meat entered their mouth, the strange taste that they had never experienced conquered their taste buds in an instant. They wolfed down the meat and screamed excitedly.

The clansmen who were busy with their work, heard the voice from this side, looked this way one after another, and saw a few children dancing around Wang Lang, out of curiosity, they put down their work and surrounded him.

Seeing everyone gathered around, Wang Lang smiled and said, "Everyone try."

The people were not polite to Wang Lang, each grabbed a piece of meat and threw it in his mouth, and when the meat was eaten, everyone's eyes were like hungry wolves. The meat in their mouths hadn't been swallowed yet, but their hands quickly moved towards the remaining meat. If you grab a piece of meat, you don't say anything, just throw the meat into your mouth and chew it fiercely, as if you eat it slowly and you will be snatched away.

Those who didn't grab it glared at those who were chewing desperately, as if there was some mortal hatred.

Wang Lang didn't expect people's reaction to be so exaggerated, thinking that if he didn't speak out again, these people would probably fight over a bite of meat.

Wang Lang coughed, and the noisy people gradually quieted down.

"What do you guys think of the taste of this meat?" Wang Lang looked at everyone with a smile.

"good to eat."

"I've never eaten such delicious meat."

"What kind of meat is this?"

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People excitedly expressed their feelings about the deliciousness of the meat and asked about the source of the meat.

"Dinosaur meat" Wang Lang said lightly.

"What? Impossible, how could dinosaur meat taste like this?"

Some people couldn't believe this answer. Dinosaur meat is usually eaten, but it is completely incomparable with what I just ate.

"It's indeed dinosaur meat. I just added a little salt to it when cooking and grilling it. Now you can experience the benefits of salt!" Wang Lang explained.

After hearing Wang Lang's explanation, everyone's eyes changed. They all looked at the bags containing salt cubes. A few children who hadn't tasted salt cubes yesterday ran over like a gust of wind, opened the bags and picked up a piece of salt. He bit it down, but Wang Lang wanted to stop it but it was too late.

In less than a moment, several howls and the sound of vomiting one after another reached people's ears. Looking at their painful and distorted faces, everyone recalled the painful experience yesterday, and the painful lesson made the feeling in their hearts just now. The impulsive flame was extinguished.

People's hot blood gradually calmed down, they didn't care about those unlucky children, they looked at Wang Lang suspiciously, and wanted to know some of the mysteries from Wang Lang.

Wang Lang looked sympathetically at the children who were still retching, reminded them to rinse their mouths with water, and looked back at the people in front of them.

"Yesterday, I said that those salt blocks cannot be eaten directly. I have just made some edible salt, and this kind of salt is added to the meat you eat." Wang Lang paused for a while, watching Looking at Fanxing, she said, "Fanxing, help me get the jar covered with leaves in the cave."

Not long after, Fanxing returned with the pot in her arms and handed it to Wang Lang.

Wang Lang took off the leaves, took out a small handful of salt, spread out his palms, and said, "This is the prepared salt, everyone should pinch a little and taste."

People looked at the small yellowish and somewhat transparent crystals in Wang Lang's hands, stretched out their hands and pinched a little, and put them in their mouths.

The taste is a bit weird. Although the meat I ate just now has this taste, it is not so strong. The salt slowly melts in the mouth, and people feel a little thirsty.

Wang Lang watched people smashing their mouths and swallowing saliva, smiled and said: "It's not good to eat too much or too little salt. If you put too much salt when cooking meat, the meat will not taste good." It's delicious, just like the salt you just ate, it will make you thirsty."

People remember Wang Lang's words, but they never forget the delicious meat just now.

Jian Ya licked his lips, and leaned over to Wang Lang's side, with a look of treachery on his face.

"Lang, can you get us some more meat?"

Wang Lang glanced at Jianya contemptuously, and said, "If you want to eat, cook it yourself. I've told you how to do it. Now the tribe has enough food. If you want to eat, you can cook it yourself!"

As soon as the voice fell, the crowd dispersed with a whoosh. They lit a fire to boil water, and cut the meat into pieces. It can be said that they were full of energy and had a clear division of labor.

The few children who were still retching just now, endured the discomfort in their stomachs, and excitedly joined the army of cooking meat.

Looking at the busy crowd, Wang Lang muttered, "Is it too insignificant for me to be the leader?"

(End of this chapter)