Reborn farmhouse cannon fodder girl as group pet

Chapter 120 Salt Making
She was naturally happy when she heard this, she decided not to sell this bead, but to treasure it carefully, it was a gift from him, and she was reluctant to sell it.

Putting it away happily, Tong Sheng and Tong Xia looked at her with a teasing face, her eyes were so ashamed, she quickly scolded fiercely:
"Hurry up and take it, and laugh at me for not having your share in the future."

"Don't, don't tell me, Sister Tong is the best. Let's stop laughing and take it right away."

Tong Sheng's teasing voice sounded.

After several hours of busy work by the four people, they finally took all the salvaged pearl oysters.

Tong Zhuzhu deliberately asked Tong Sheng to sew a cloth bag with her own clothes.

It was already full of pearls, and it was worth mentioning that each oyster produced a golden high-quality pearl, which made her very happy.

She has a bold idea in her mind, but she will have to wait until tomorrow to discuss it with the chief.

After one night, everyone became energetic again.

Early in the morning, Tong Zhuzhu went to find the chief and Hongbao.

"Hongbao, tell the chief that I am willing to teach them how to make a kind of seasoning. I want them to provide a long-term and large amount of pearl shells. Can you ask him?"

The cute red treasure sent a sound transmission to the chief, and the little chief could not hide the smile on his face, there was no disagreement.

The pearl shells are everywhere, and they don't like to eat food. It can be exchanged in a good way, which is very cost-effective in his eyes.

Immediately nodded, let Hongbao come over via sound transmission.

"Don't worry, sister, the chief is very willing, and Hong Bao also likes to eat delicious food. My sister must teach them how to cook food. Otherwise, Hong Bao will have nothing to eat when my sister leaves."

The small expressions on her face were very rich, and the bright red hair on her head swayed along with it, which melted her heart.

"Don't worry, Hong Bao, I will definitely teach them, and I will rely on you to transmit the sound!"

After Tong Zhuzhu finished speaking, she came out with Hongbao and the chief.

Along the way, Hongbao followed closely, fully exerting her role.

She was going to teach them how to make salt first, but found that there was no salt on this island, and they all drank the blood of wild animals and some seafood.

She can't make any good things without salt, so the first step is to learn how to refine salt.

She asked the chief to find something that could cook, and without further ado, the little chief asked the two men to bring a large stone jar.

She clicked her tongue when she saw the bulky stone jar, it seemed that she hadn't adapted to the life of the natives.

Originally, she just wanted to find a small container to demonstrate, but she couldn't be petty to refuse when someone moved the tank.

Forget it, she asked the little chief to call more people to watch. In fact, she was worried that the little chief was too young to understand, and it would be a waste of her time to teach it again.

After a while, the natives, men and women, gathered around, very curious about this.

First, she asked the natives to fill it with sea water, and set a big fire underneath.

Boiling the seawater, and as the water level in the tank dropped, she had people fill it up again, and the fire never went down, and firewood had to be added all the time.

Beads of sweat slowly ooze from the black chests of the two men on the side.

The onlookers stood a little farther away, Tong Zhuzhu put a big stone under her feet, and she stood on it holding a wooden shovel while stirring and explaining.

Hong Bao then passed on what she said to the ears of the natives.

Xiao Ninglang went hunting early in the morning, and when he came back, he saw the little girl was sweating profusely.

Immediately feeling distressed, he went up to snatch the wooden stick, and started to stir it himself. Although he didn't know what the use of the sea water was, he never asked more about what she was going to do.

Tong Zhuzhu was still surprised why this man came back?But I am really tired, let him help.

With someone's help, Tong Zhuzhu had more energy to explain the method of making salt in detail.

The man who was stirring was shocked when he heard that, the method of making salt has always been known only by the imperial court.

How did she know?Although I don't know if it is really possible to make salt, but this little girl has never been unable to do what she said.

After hearing what she said with apprehension and surprise, the wooden stick in his hand didn't stop, but when it fell halfway, sea water was added into it, so he didn't see the white salt now.

"Come down, let them do it themselves, I have told them all the points."

Tong Zhuzhu asked Xiao Ninglang to come down first, and a black man next to him took over.

The aborigines here are very strong, stirring the sea water is not difficult for them, so he did it well.

This time, Tong Zhuzhu didn't ask people to add sea water, anyway, it was just a demonstration, and there was no need to do it all for them, but to leave time for them to do it themselves.

She sent for finer hay, the more the better.

The little chief asked the women on the island to look for them, and they knew where these things were.

After they found the hay, Tong Zhuzhu looked at it, and found that it was really thin, and it should be the kind of grass they usually use to sleep.

At this time, the sea water had been completely boiled dry, and it had turned into coarse yellow salt. She lightly picked a little bit and put it in her mouth, and a bitter and salty taste made her spit it out.

She didn't expect it to be successful. She just knew the method, but she didn't do it herself. She was worried that she wouldn't be able to do it. This is great, at least the first step was successful.

Looking at the smile on her face, the chief thought it was all right, so he put a little bit of it in his mouth.

But in the next second, he quickly vomited it out, it was so unpalatable!Are you going to use this for food?
Seeing the chief's funny look, Tong Zhuzhu laughed shamelessly.

"Chief, it's not good yet, of course it's bitter and salty, and there are still many processes!"

The chief's face flushed a little, as if he was embarrassed by the embarrassment just now.

She stopped paying attention to the chief, and asked someone to fetch a tank of fresh water, pour it into the coarse salt tank, and melt the salt into the fresh water again.

Spread the hay neatly on another empty stone jar, scoop out the melted salt water with the small cooking pot, and slowly pour the water on the hay.

To maintain a constant speed, it must be very slow to filter impurities.

After pouring out a pot, she gave the pot to the little chief and let him handle it by himself.

After the little chief scooped out the water, he was a little nervous, but seeing the expectant eyes of his people, he still had the courage to fall down.

"Faster, slower, slower."

Tong Zhuzhu said quickly.

The little chief shook his hand, and his speed slowed down a lot. He gradually stabilized his emotions after hearing Baobaotuanzi's words.

The front was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and he couldn't grasp the rhythm well. Under Tong Zhuzhu's repeated reminders, slowly, he became more and more proficient.

The first brine filtration was all caused by the little chief alone.

For the second time, he called another man to come up to do it, while he himself guided from the side.

The black man looked at this small pot, and his heart was always excited. This was taught by the chief himself, so he must do it well.

(End of this chapter)