Seeing that the chief's mood did not seem to be affected by what had just happened, Zhou Jiping looked cheerful and carefree, touched his nose, and asked the chief what the smell was. He was afraid that the chief would not understand, and then looked at Yilin and asked.
:"What's this?"
It seemed that the chief gave his son-in-law a lot of respect. He discussed it with the two elders and took Zhou Jiping towards the place where the smell came from.
Sisal and pyrethrum formed special walls, dividing the space in the tribe into many pieces. Now Zhou Jiping and the others were walking along the paths separated by sisal. Zhou Jiping had seen this in the morning, and only
However, the sisal around the tribal camp is the thickest and densest, and the fence around the livestock pen and farmland is relatively poor.
After walking for a long time, after turning two corners, the woods above me were sparse, the sky opened up, and the sun shone in the center of the forest. An empty field similar to a wooden shed square appeared in front of me. There were nearly dozens of women and people in the empty field.
The child is busy
——Slaughterhouse?! Zhou Jiping was shocked
Yes, but it doesn't look like it
The trees in the entire open field had their crowns cut off from a person's height and turned into tree stumps. Long pieces of wood were tied between the tree stumps to form wooden racks. On the wooden racks, large pieces of meat and meat were dried.
Skins peeled from animals, and these people working in the open fields are processing these pieces of meat and hides
"With so much meat, as much as thirty cows, and so much stored meat, yet being so stingy with those thin children, it seems that this Damon tribe should be in the late primitive society, and the chiefs and elders are the ruling class.
Huh, hateful vampires!" - He looked down upon him in his heart, but his face didn't show any trace of it.
Seeing the chief and the elders accompanying Zhou Jiping, the tribesmen put down their work one after another and saluted the chief and the elders. The chief and the elders nodded to the tribesmen and asked them to continue working. They took Zhou Jiping into these places.
Visit in the "Meat Forest"
As he got closer, Zhou Jiping discovered that the meat was not beef raised in captivity, but the meat of various wild animals. At least judging from the color of the fur, Zhou Jiping could identify animals such as wildebeest, zebra, deer, and wild boar.
Among them, wildebeest are the most numerous, accounting for more than two-thirds - killing wild animals, Zhou Jiping added another item to the Dameng tribe's list of "evil deeds", why beat them if they can't eat so much meat?
Pretending to watch as if nothing had happened, she listened to Chief Jiwayo explaining something. Then Yilin stepped forward and tried to translate: "The meat has not been completely processed yet and will be traded in the future."
Transaction? Who to trade with? How to trade? Zhou Jiping became sensitive
If there is a transaction, it means that this tribe has at least loose connections with the outside world. Is it possible to spread its news through these connections? Who is their trading partner? Is it with Tanzania? What exactly is there in Tanzania here?
How far is it? I heard in the past that people on the border have no sense of nationality at all, and anything can "cross the border". Will this tribe...
While he was thinking wildly, Zhou Jiping suddenly saw Yilin looking at him with doubtful eyes. He quickly gathered his thoughts and looked around pretending to be curious, but in his heart he blamed himself: Be careful, don't let this black girl look at you.
What's going on? Chief Jiwayo and the elders may not be fuel-efficient. I won't be able to handle it if they find out.
Under the scorching sun in the dry season, the pieces of meat were hung on wooden poles, and the hot wind took away the moisture and became extremely dry. However, the foul smell of the raw meat still made Zhou Jiping feel uncomfortable in his stomach.
, walking in the meat forest with the chief, Zhou Jiping couldn't help but wonder, after all, with so much meat, can it be guaranteed not to deteriorate if it is dried in the sun?
With doubts, Zhou Jiping couldn't help but get closer and watch.
Salt! - On the nearly dried meat, the small gray-white salt particles stimulated Zhou Jiping's nerves. Is this place really close to the sea?
Zhou Jiping, who has not been in Africa for a long time, knows that even though most countries in East Africa are close to the coastline, these countries basically rely on imports of edible salt. Zhou Jiping doesn't know exactly how this situation is caused, but every time the exploration team
When preparing supplies for the first time, salt was an important item. Now that we see this tribe using salt so generously, is this also obtained through trade? Or will this tribe dry the salt themselves?
Not far away, two black women carried a piece of animal skin and walked to a piece of wildebeest rib meat. They spread the animal skin on the ground, then turned the meat piece vigorously to check the degree of dryness of the meat. From time to time during the turning process, there were small pieces of meat.
The salt grains fell and landed on the animal skins - it seems that they were also very careful and economical!
He picked off a grain of salt from the meat and looked at it with interest, hoping that the chief could explain it to him.
Seeing Zhou Jiping lost in thought over a grain of salt, the chief came over to greet Zhou Jiping and motioned to follow him.
Following the chief forward, we came out of the meat forest not far away, and our breathing immediately became smoother. On the edge of the empty field, under the shade of the trees, seven or eight black women were flipping through huge pieces of meat. The ground was covered with a felt made of animal skins.
, above the felt is what Zhou Jiping is concerned about—salt!
The group of people stood under the shade of a tree. Several female tribesmen quickly stopped what they were doing and saluted the chief and others. The chief called to the leader, a woman about fifty years old, looked at Zhou Jiping and gave instructions.
, the female tribe members nodded in agreement while listening.
After listening to the chief's instructions, the female tribesman called on the women to stop what they were doing and brought an earthen jar to them. The chief greeted Zhou Jiping and came closer. The female tribesman opened the lid and grabbed a handful of coarse salt from inside - really
Not only are the grains of coarse salt large, but some of them are even hardened into hard lumps. There are even leaves and seaweed in the salt.
Then, a female tribesman took a rough stone mortar (actually it was just a stone, with a stone nest smashed on it), put the salt in the stone nest, and smashed it down with an oval stone to complete the process.
, the leading female tribesman looked at Zhou Jiping, seeing that he seemed to understand, and pointed at the tribesman who was rubbing salt on the meat and made a few salting movements. Zhou Jiping understood, although this was not what he wanted.
Answer, but he still smiled and nodded, and then gave a thumbs up to the female department to express approval. Seeing Zhou Jiping's expression, several female members also smiled honestly, and their teeth were white enough!
It’s interesting, it’s really interesting. Zhou Jiping thought to himself: His experience is simply a journey to a primitive tribe in Africa. I remember reading a book called "Robinson Crusoe" when I was a child. Now my experience is somewhat similar. If in the future
After escaping from the Damon tribe, I can write a novel after returning to China. The name of the novel is "Modern Robinson Crusoe - Adventures of an East African Tribe" and it will definitely sell well. By then, I will definitely have both fame and fortune.
Paying off the debt is not a problem at all... When the book is finished, we can also engage in original ecological tourism to help this primitive tribe become rich earlier... and let African children eat meat... Maybe then I will
I have become an expert on primitive tribes in Africa. I can give lectures everywhere, and any words I say are expert opinions...