jdhmnovel Chapter 185: A Great Harvest of Fishing Nets
Chapter 185: A Great Harvest of Fishing Nets
"We encountered a bird of prey today. Not only did we not get any food, we also got injured. We originally wouldn't have been able to get any food, but thanks to the Chosen One, we only got enough food to fill our stomachs tonight. We really don't have any extra to share with you."
A male nearby also echoed: "Yes, Wulan, you can see that it's not easy for everyone. If you are hungry, you should work with everyone tomorrow so that you can have food."
Wulan's face turned extremely ugly in an instant. She didn't expect that the males who had obeyed her in the past would reject her today.
She stood there, feeling angry and annoyed, but helpless.
I hope Wulan won't go through the night hungry...
On the other side, after dinner, Nan Qiao returned to the stone house and placed the salt-rich ore he picked up from the stream on a flat stone.
She first found a stone with a notch as a container, and then collected some dry grass and branches from the tribe, and started a small fire in the center of the stone house.
Then she used a slightly larger stone to smash the ore into small pieces, put them into a stone container, and placed the container on the fire to heat it.
As the temperature rises, the salt in the ore begins to slowly melt and precipitate.
Nan Qiao found another piece of clean animal skin, folded it into several layers, and tilted the stone container slightly to pour the salt solution onto the animal skin.
After a certain amount of salt solution had gathered on the hide, she carefully moved the hide aside.
Wait until tomorrow to dry it in the sun. After a period of time, the moisture will gradually evaporate and a layer of white salt crystals will be left on the animal skin.
Then use a small piece of bone to gently scrape off the salt crystals and collect them in a small shell, and that is salt.
She planned to experiment on her own first, and once successful, she would let everyone mine and produce salt in large quantities.
The next morning, the sun shone gently on the tribe.
Nan Qiao got up early and checked the animal skins placed last night. A lot of salt solution had already condensed on the skins.
She moved the hides to a sunny spot outside to dry, and then called the females together.
"Sisters, let's go to that valley today. Some of you will continue to dig sweet potatoes, and some of you will follow me to pick cotton." Nan Qiao's voice was clear and loud.
Although they didn't understand what Nan Qiao meant by sisters, the females responded one after another and prepared their own tools.
Wu Lan dragged his weak body, his eyes full of helplessness and unwillingness.
Her stomach was rumbling. She hadn't been able to sleep all night due to hunger, and now she felt dizzy and disoriented.
Although she was extremely reluctant to work, her instinct for survival forced her to keep up with the team.
On the way to the valley, Wulan fell behind the team and his steps were unsteady.
A female looked back and saw Wulan's appearance. She felt speechless but did not say much.
When they arrived at the valley, the females responsible for digging sweet potatoes squatted skillfully beside the slope and carefully dug up the soil with the wooden shovels in their hands. After a while, round and plump sweet potatoes were dug out.
Everyone chatted while working, their faces filled with the joy of harvest, and gently placed the sweet potatoes in a wicker basket beside them.
Nan Qiao took another group of females to the cotton field. The cotton plants were growing lushly and the cotton bolls were full, as if they would burst at any time.
Nan Qiao demonstrated how to gently pick the cotton. "Everyone, be careful not to damage the plant, so that it can continue to grow."
The females did as they were told, their slender fingers moving between the cotton bolls, picking the white cotton flowers and putting them into the animal skin bags on their backs.
Wulan stood at the edge of the cotton field, watching the busy crowd. She hesitated for a long time before slowly reaching out to pick the cotton. Her clumsy appearance was in sharp contrast to the skill of the other females.
After working for a while, Wulan complained, "This cotton is not as useful as sweet potatoes. What a waste of effort!"
While muttering, Wulan casually threw the cotton in her hand aside, and ignoring the strange looks from everyone, she walked straight to the sweet potato field.
Her stomach was growling with hunger and her eyes were searching for her target in the sweet potato field.
While everyone around her was concentrating on their work, she quickly grabbed a sweet potato, wiped the dirt off with her hands, and took a big bite.
The sweet sweet potato flesh spread in her mouth, temporarily relieving her hunger.
Nan Qiao and other females were busy in the cotton field. Their hands shuttled quickly among the cotton bushes. In a short while, all the net bags woven with vines were filled with cotton.
Looking at the fruitful results, Nan Qiao nodded with satisfaction and led everyone to the river.
Arriving at the river, Nan Qiao skillfully pulled up the fishing net.
As the fishing nets gradually emerged from the water, the fish jumped around in the nets, and their scales sparkled silver in the sunlight.
Everyone's face was filled with joy, but Wulan stood aside with a look of disdain on her face. "Fish tastes so bad, what's the point of catching them? I won't eat fish."
Nan Qiao heard Wu Lan's complaint and responded calmly, "Since you don't want the fish, I won't give you the fish when I distribute the food to you later."
Wulan folded his arms over his chest, raised his head and said, "Okay, I definitely won't take the fish."
At noon, everyone simply ate some fruits to fill their stomachs, and then hurried back to the Stone Tribe.
After carefully stacking the cotton in a dry and ventilated corner and placing the sweet potatoes and fish, they rushed to the valley without stopping.
Throughout the afternoon, the tribe's work continued in an orderly manner.
Some people were sweating in the sweet potato field, digging the soil with a knife, and the plump sweet potatoes were constantly dug out.
The other part was busy in the cotton fields, picking the white cotton quickly with their hands.
Wulan still chose to dig sweet potatoes, but her heart was not on the work at all. Sometimes she sat on the stone in a daze, and sometimes she pretended to be busy but was just pretending. Time passed quietly in her laziness.
As the sun sets, the hard-working people return home with a full load.
Although the males of the tribe were injured, their eyes were filled with pride because they had hunted back several hares today. The hares' fur was shining in the afterglow, as well as several plump pheasants with colorful feathers.
When the time came to distribute the wooden signs, the females Aduo and Ayue who were in charge of supervision looked firm and fair as they handed out two wooden signs to each person.
When it was Wulan's turn, she was given only a wooden sign.
Wulan's eyes widened immediately and she protested loudly: "Why do I only have one piece? This is unreasonable!"
Ah Yue responded mercilessly: "Don't think that you don't know you're lazy because we didn't remind you. If you choose to be lazy, you only get one sign. This is the rule of the tribe."
Although Wulan was still shouting, everyone ignored her protest and she had no choice but to accept it.
When the food was distributed, the tribe was filled with the aroma of food.
Everyone successfully got one or two fresh fish, as well as corresponding sweet potatoes and wild vegetables.
Because Wulan had previously declared that he did not want fish, he now only had a wooden sign in his hand that could be exchanged for a small amount of meat, sweet potatoes and a handful of wild vegetables.