The cattle and sheep of nomadic peoples are like the arable land in the Central Plains, and they are definitely not something they want to eat.

However, after Yan Liuyuan arrived, Hassan had been killing sheep for Yan Liuyuan to eat in order to show his respect. However, the rest of the tribe, only young and strong laborers could eat meat, and they were still livestock that died in the blizzard.

A little girl like Kikige, even if she is Hassan's daughter, she has not received any preferential treatment.

Perhaps it was Hassan's fair character who made him the leader of this tribe.

Because Yan Liuyuan was the most noble identity as soon as he arrived here, he had never experienced the hardships of the nomadic peoples. When he saw these people owning their own cattle, sheep and horses, he thought they were quite rich, but he didn't know that cattle and sheep could not be slaughtered at will. If such a big tribe only eats beef and mutton, he would probably have several birds a day.

Their tribe cannot withstand this kind of tossing.

When Yan Liuyuan heard this, he began to ask Qiqige carefully about the situation of the tribe. Then he realized that not only did the tribe members in the tribe not eat meat from time to time, but they even rarely eat salt.

Salt is scarce on the grassland, and nomadic peoples have always replenished salt from lamb, beef, goat milk, and cow milk. The meat they usually eat has no taste, and only the meat that Yan Liuyuan eats will add some salt.

Now, because meat is not allowed to be eaten and there is no salt supplement, many women and the elderly will experience symptoms of dizziness, muscle spasms and nausea.

After this happens to people in the tribe, due to lack of knowledge, they all feel that they may be sick, so they pray to the gods next to the fire pit, hoping that the gods can cure their illness.

There is no salt or medicine here, so if you are too hungry to bear it, you will kill sheep.

"Yes, they are all poor people in this era. How could I think you are living a good life?" Yan Liuyuan smiled bitterly and said, "This is my fault."

Yan Liuyuan asked Qiqige to call Hassan. Hassan glared at his daughter on the way, and then asked Yan Liuyuan respectfully: "Master, don't listen to Qiqige's random words, the tribe is not that difficult."

"Okay, listen to me," Yan Liuyuan said calmly: "Women, the elderly have nausea symptoms because they can no longer eat meat, so they cannot replenish salt. We need salt."

Hassan said: "Salt is very scarce, only large tribes have it. We must pay tribute to cattle and sheep every year to get the precious salt."

Yan Liuyuan suddenly realized that this was like one of the means by which the consortium controlled refugees. Isn’t Hassan’s tribe like refugees outside the barriers, and they are controlled everywhere.

But thinking of this, Yan Liuyuan became more interested. He wanted to bring these people to live a good life.

Yan Liuyuan said curiously: "Don't you have the ability to find salt yourself? This grassland is so big, you should be able to find some. Although there are few, it's not at all."

"The salt ponds are controlled by the large tribe, and there are not many salt ponds on the grassland," Hassan explained: "I heard that the large tribe does not have enough salt."

Yan Liuyuan carefully recalled some of the wilderness survival knowledge that Ren Xiaosu told him. He didn't like to learn, but he always remembered what Ren Xiaosu said to him.

Yan Liuyuan suddenly said to Hassan: "Call the herdsmen and ask them if they remember where the cows licked when they were herding cattle."

He remembered Ren Xiaosu told him that as long as it is a mammal, it is necessary to intake salt. Humans have long lost the instinct of survival in the wilderness, but humans rely on wisdom. If they cannot find salt, they will let the animals look for you.

How do animals on the grassland replenish their own salt? Some cattle farms in the Central Plains will place some coarse salt in the cattle sheds for cows to lick, and there is salty land on the grassland. The cows will find such a place to replenish their own salt.

Sure enough, Hassan went to ask several tribe members and then got the answer.

After all, when they herd cattle, there are only a few places where the cattle like to lick, how can you not know?

Yan Liuyuan immediately set off and led Hassan and others to the grassland.

Then the matter became simple. He led a group of people to open the snow and brought a lot of soil under the turf back to the tribe.

Yan Liuyuan didn't know how to extract salt, but he only knew that there must be some sudden ones.

He could only use this method, stir with water and soil, then filter it again and again with a cotton cloth until the water is clear, and then it is placed in the fire pit to distillate!

In just a while, Hasan, who was surrounded by the side, saw a layer of light yellow-white crystals on the bottom of the pot, very few, because the extraction process was not qualified, so the appearance was also very poor.

Hassan couldn't wait to rub his fingers a little and put them in his mouth, then looked at Yan Liuyuan in surprise: "Master, it's really salt!"

No matter what the sales look like, this is salt!

Yan Liuyuan breathed a sigh of relief. In the past, Ren Xiaosu would go to the wilderness to find the roots of the walnut tree to boil water. The water cooked was salty. At that time, it was Ren Xiaosu's job to find food, but now it was his turn.

He explained to Hassan: "Scrape these off and you guys go to the salty ground, just like I did just now, do you understand?"

"Okay," Hassan said excitedly. It's indeed a god. He can actually extract salt from the barren soil. It's so amazing!

In fact, nomadic peoples had already mastered similar abilities before the disaster, but after civilization developed to a certain level, there was no shortage of salt on the grassland. They were in the north and could even eat salt thousands of miles away.

Before the disaster, the grassland people learned standard education when they went to school. No teacher had ever told them how to find salt on the grassland.

Therefore, when the disaster came, some people might still know that there were things like Tengwang Pavilion Xu, but they were not clear about how to survive on the grassland.

Slowly, the pressure of survival hangs above everyone's heads, and they even forgot the preface of the Tengwang Pavilion.

What remains is just instinct, and then a hero rises up and begins to integrate the power on the grassland, wanting to treat the Central Plains as his own granary.

But I realized that something was wrong. After going to the Central Plains, they realized that they were the worst after the disaster. The Central Plains had already established barriers and guns and cannons...

The nomads on the grassland don’t even know what the south looks like now, only Yan Liuyuan and Xiaoyu know the best.

Yan Liuyuan was sitting in the tent, and Sister Xiaoyu next to him kept laughing at him. He asked, "Sister Xiaoyu, why are you laughing at?"

"I laugh, you look very much like your brother now," said Miss Xiaoyu gently: "He will definitely be proud of you."

As a result, Sister Xiaoyu found that Yan Liuyuan suddenly became silent and looked depressed.
Chapter completed!