68. Soil
When did humans start using salt, or other condiments that can allow humans to taste various flavors?
A thousand years ago? Two thousand years ago? Five thousand years? Or... a longer past?
History cannot give an answer.
Perhaps since the ancestors of human beings ate those meat, they have begun to get used to the trace elements in the flesh. The flesh and blood of those animals contain everything that humans need, warm and fishy flesh and blood.
Perhaps it is precisely after slashing and fire, there is a demand for various seasonings. Cooked food represents the deliciousness contained in raw food. It is less delicious and has no taste. Various external objects are needed to adjust and neutralize the taste buds, and there is also a condiment.
According to legend, during the Yan Emperor period, that is, the new era in 4000 BC, there was a legend that Fengsha family boiled the sea as salt. Salt has been more than just a condiment, but it is as simple as a commodity.
In today's society, there are still many remote areas that still retain some ancient traditions, using salt as a sacrifice. Pure white salt crystals represent purity, which can exorcise evil spirits and suppress demons. In the West, salt is even more of a holy spirit.
But...black salt...
"Make soil!"
Jin Nanliang, who was tied up, suddenly spoke.
"This is the soil brewing. Legend has it that it is a divine soil that is only found in heaven. The soil contains bitter, spicy, sour, sweet and salty, and the soil brewing will only appear in the residence of gods. In mythological stories, the human emperor seeks the five flavors. On the way back, he accidentally fell into the water to the water. This is where today's vast ocean is created. The ancestors of human beings precipitated out of the sea and bid farewell to the era of eating raw meat and drinking blood."
"No, if it is really what you said about brewing soil, it must be that all the five flavors are good, and what you are talking about is a myth. This stone wall is simply salty, perhaps it is a salt mine excavation point in the ancient past."
No. 5 interrupted Jin Nanliang's words, reached out and touched the stone wall, and then stuffed it into his mouth.
The powder on the stone wall tastes really smelly in your mouth, but it is more delicious than usual salt. It seems to be a simple primitive salt smell.
"Hey, isn't your understanding a little strange? I said black salt because of its ingredients. Didn't I just say that the reason why black salt is black is because it is mixed with volcanic ash. If this is really a salt mine, it means there was a volcano here once!"
It is hard to be that Ning Meng suddenly has such logical and thoughtfulness. If Ku Ding is here, he will definitely have to praise him.
However, Jin Li didn't understand.
"What's wrong with the volcano? Even if the volcano erupts created the black salt mine we are in now, it must be a volcano that was not known how long ago. It's probably already an extinct volcano. Besides, a passage has been dug out here, what are we afraid of?"
"I didn't say I was afraid. I mean, since there were volcanoes here, the geological environment here is quite mysterious. I don't understand the specific ones, but we will definitely have a lot of depth when we go down. Who knows what we will encounter further? Perhaps the ancients who dug this tomb passage had a purpose. If it was simply a salt mine, there was no need to dig out such a tomb passage."
Lao Qi scraped some black salt with a knife and put it on. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he just wanted to keep some.
"Maybe at the beginning, this was a salt mine. The ancients dug black salt here, but as they dig deeper, they probably found something, so they built this place like this and used it for another purpose. Later, they were discovered by Sun Selling Fish and occupying the magpie's nest."
Speaking of this, Lao Qi inexplicably thought of the square box in the mural. No matter whether the box was a big tripod or not, the thing must be not simple.
"Anyway, there is no way out, keep moving forward. Everyone should be careful and we can't have any problems."
Jin Li shone down with a flashlight, and it seemed that he could see the end in a faint space, and the end seemed to be a huge space. He didn't know it was his own dazzled eyes or some subconscious illusion, as if this path was not far away.
"No. 5, can you estimate our current depth?"
No. 5 shook his head, wrote and calculated with his pen, and after discussing with a few friends, he replied.
"It's not very certain. Several precision instruments, including depth meters, have been disturbed and are basically useless. If we calculate based on the results measured on the ground, plus the time we have come down, and the inclined angle of the tomb passage, we should now be at the lower end of the pyramid, probably."
Although they bypassed the third floor and avoided many unknown dangers later, everyone was not at all comfortable this trip. They died, disappeared, and they couldn't even figure out where they were now. They could only guess, and it was difficult to predict.
Fortunately, Ning Meng is awake now, and it is not a big deal to see how he looks. I just don’t know if there are any sequelae. Anyway, with him leading the way on the way forward, Jin Li feels much more at ease.
After stepping into the black salt passage, it makes people feel very dry. Perhaps because of the salt, there is a lot of dust on the rock wall. When no one is present, it falls on the ground. But when people move, it will roll up and float in the air. The salt dust powder breathes into their noses, with a salty smell. At first, it makes people feel a little fresh and even energetic. But when they are tired of walking, they feel a little burning in their nostrils. Everyone's kettles are also twisted more and more, and the consumption of fresh water continues to increase as they go deeper.
Ning Meng originally thought that this road should not be far away, but after five minutes of the road, the feeling of the end in front of him remained unchanged. The illusion of looking at the mountain and running to death made him a little restless, and the salty smell in his nose made him feel that he was almost pickled.
“Hu…hu…”
Lao Qi was gasping for breath. He obviously felt that moving here was much more tired than walking in the previous tomb passage. The exhaustion of physical strength made him exhausted, and even his legs began to become weak. If it weren't for the support of his friend, he wouldn't have been able to take a break quickly.
"Lao Jin, do you think our physical strength is exhausted too quickly, as if...it seems to be drawn?"
This sentence made No. 5 next to him flash into his mind.
"Is the passage in my dream that can absorb energy and spirit is not the circulating tomb passage before, but here?"
"Dream? What kind of dream?"
When the 5th talked about his dream, Ning Meng was still dizzy. Of course, she didn't know that, but the 5th said the dream that she still remembered now, including the giant and the giant tree that she saw later.
"Maybe your dream really has something to do with this place, giant tree? giant?"
Chapter completed!