Chapter 127: Salt Flowers in Dreams
Hu Jiaojiao briefly told the clan leader about making charcoal.
"Jiaojiao, do you mean that after the wood is burned, it can still burn longer?" The patriarch had an incredulous expression on his face.
"Yes, Patriarch, it just needs to be fired using a special method." Hu Jiaojiao nodded and continued, "This method is..."
Before Hu Jiaojiao could finish speaking, the clan leader interrupted her with a clear look on her face.
"I know it must be the Beast God who has given you another dream. You are really the lucky star of our tribe. With you here, the Beast God can always visit our tribe."
The patriarch patted Hu Jiaojiao on the shoulder with a look of relief on his face.
Hu Jiaojiao: "..."
Talking to the clan leader is really becoming more and more worry-free.
She didn't even need to explain, the clan leader had already figured out the reason for her.
"Jiaojiao, I'll leave it to you to make the charcoal. Just tell me what you need to prepare. When are you free, let's start?" The patriarch looked eager to try.
Wood burned too fast. If they could have charcoal to burn in winter, they wouldn't have to worry about having nothing to keep warm.
Although males are strong and strong, they will be fine even if they don't keep warm, but they will still get cold.
Who doesn’t want to make a fire in the winter, keep it warm, and then drink a bowl of steaming broth to warm the whole body? It’s so comfortable.
"To make charcoal, you need to build a mud cave and prepare a lot of wood. You don't need to dry it in the sun, just wet wood, big and small." Hu Jiaojiao thought for a while and said seriously.
When she was in the country, her grandfather's house had burned charcoal before, so she knew a little about it. She almost knew these steps by heart, but she had never tried it herself.
"Okay, I'll ask someone to prepare it right now." The clan leader agreed with joy.
"Clan leader, I can't guarantee that I can succeed in the first try..."
Hu Jiaojiao wanted to get vaccinated in advance, but before she could finish her words, the patriarch interrupted her with a smile:
"It's okay, it doesn't matter even if it fails. The method given by the beast god is not that easy. It's good that you can convey the method to us. As for whether it can succeed, it depends on God's will."
The patriarch didn't care at all and was full of joy.
Hu Jiaojiao smiled, the clan leader really didn't need to worry about herself at all, so she could safely teach everyone how to make charcoal.
Anyway, the Beast God is responsible for everything.
…
That night, Hu Jiaojiao was particularly sleepy and fell asleep as soon as she touched the bed.
I opened my eyes in a daze and found that I was no longer in the wooden house, but lying in a huge lake.
The water on the lake had formed into thick ice, and the thick ice as white as jade sent a cold chill through the palms of her hands, making Hu Jiaojiao couldn't help but shiver.
"Where is this? Why am I here?"
Hu Jiaojiao looked nervous and muttered to herself, looking around, only to see that the surroundings were shrouded in a layer of white mist, as if the entire lake was covered with white gauze, hazy and mysterious.
There was silence all around, without any living beings, as if she was the only one left in the world.
"Ka...ka..."
Just when Hu Jiaojiao was confused, a small sound suddenly came from the white mist, as if something was broken.
"What a sound!"
Hu Jiaojiao walked towards the direction of the sound with a vigilant look on her face, but she didn't expect that as she moved, the white mist around her would also move with it.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Hu Jiaojiao arrived at the edge of the lake.
The surrounding mist dispersed, revealing the whole view of the shore. Countless snow-white frost flowers were blooming, and they were so delicate and beautiful that they felt like they were in a fairyland.
Hu Jiaojiao noticed that some flower petals cracked and fell onto the frozen lake.
Then there was a "click" sound.
It turns out that the sound just now came from the flower... Wait! Aren't flowers soft? Why does it make a sound when it falls on the ice?
Hu Jiaojiao took a closer look and saw that these frost flowers had no leaves or roots. She bent down to pick up the petals that had fallen on the ice, and felt a cold touch in her hands. Sure enough, they were hard.
Suddenly, a guess came into my mind.
She twisted the petals with her fingers, put them in her mouth and tasted them.
"Salty!"
Hu Jiaojiao clenched the "petals" in her hand in surprise. This was not a frost flower! It was simply a salt flower!
She had seen on TV before that some salt lakes can condense into flower-like crystals due to their special landforms. People call these crystals salt flowers, and they are the best substitute for salt.
This large salt lake has actually condensed so many salt flowers. If it can be brought back to the tribe, the tribe will not have to worry about running out of salt in the future!
only……
Where is she now?
Hu Jiaojiao was happy and looked around with a confused expression.
All the surrounding fog receded, the clouds surged in the distance, and a red glow appeared on the horizon. Soon, a golden sun slowly climbed up from the red glow.
"That's, east..."
Hu Jiaojiao murmured, and suddenly heard a sad roar of dragons and foxes coming from the distance, which seemed to be mixed with the roars of many beasts.
She was about to step forward to see what was going on, but everything in front of her eyes was suddenly broken like a mirror. She stepped on the air and fell into darkness.
"Mother! Mother, what's wrong with you?"
A warm and worry-filled voice sounded in her ears. Hu Jiaojiao opened her heavy eyelids and saw Long Ling'er nervously lying next to her.
There were several little carrot heads next to her, all of whom were also watching her nervously.
"What's wrong?" Hu Jiaojiao felt her head feel heavy and sat up quickly.
"Mother, you have been sleeping for a long time. We thought that mother would never wake up." Long Ling'er's almond-shaped eyes were wet, as if she was trying her best not to cry.
Mother used to get up earlier than them, but today they had been up for a long time. When they came to their mother's room, they found that she was not awake yet.
He couldn't wake up no matter how he screamed, which frightened all the cubs.
"Mom, it's okay. Mom is just too sleepy. She fell into a deep sleep. Don't be afraid. Be good." Hu Jiao coaxed her softly while looking outside the house.
It's already three o'clock in the morning, no wonder the pups are worried.
"Where is your father?" she asked.
"Dad went out hunting before dawn. He said he wanted to hunt early and then come back with materials for building a house." Long Ling'er answered honestly.
"You're not going to be sick, are you?" Long Zhong frowned and looked at Hu Jiaojiao suspiciously.
Hu Jiaojiao smiled and tapped his eyebrows with her delicate white fingers, "Mother is in good health. She's not sick. Don't worry."
Long Zhong snorted coldly, wiped his brow in disgust, and said in a cold tone:
"I don't care about you, I'm afraid that if you die of illness, I will collect your body."
Hu Jiaojiao smiled and said nothing.
Unconsciously, he recalled the real dream just now in his mind. He gently pinched Long Ling'er's fleshy little face and said to himself with a smile:
Chapter completed!