This soldier, ye Xi, knew that his name was Pu Tai. Tu Shan had only two second-class soldiers, except for the chief.

Did not expect to be found, the four face with some embarrassment unnatural.

The chief coughed slightly, pretending to be calm and said, "I heard it\'s almost finished, so let\'s come and have a look."

"You\'ll have to come over and see it clearly." Ye Xi couldn\'t understand what they were hiding.

The chief explained, "you only need the help of the warehouse plate and the contract. I\'m afraid we will disturb you."

Ye Xi suddenly thought that refining salt was a kind of witchcraft. They were afraid to disturb them. They said in a funny way: "that\'s because only two people are enough for such a simple thing. No matter how many people there are, I\'m afraid of wasting."

"It\'s really boring. Since you want to see it, just watch it next to it."

At this time the fire was almost over. Ye Xi put the stone pot on the shelf and ordered the bin pan to take a wooden stick to stir the brine slowly.

Stone pot is not as easy to heat as iron pot. After a while, the snow-white steam comes out from the water.

Gradually, the brine began to bubble.

"Add firewood, the more fire, the better." Ye Xi commanded Qi Dao.

One side of the Yong and Luo scramble to add firewood.

"Is hay OK? It\'s burning well." Ask bravely.

Ye Xi: "of course, but hay is not forbidden."

After a while, he ran over the hill.

Even Yong\'s face was buried. Ye Xi was surprised. How could there be so much hay?

Yong grinned: "this boy likes to use hay to pave the floor. I\'ve brought them all."

Ye Xi:

So it\'s bringing people\'s beds for firewood?

Luo\'s face was full of regret: "it\'s a pity that I don\'t like sleeping on hay."

The others nodded in agreement, all with a look of regret.

With a lot of hay to burn, the fire is not strong, the big bubbles in the stone pot are rolling fiercely, and the white fog rises like wolf smoke.

Stone pot, yellow brine less and less, gradually showing white crystals.

The chief suddenly stepped forward, excitedly looking at the things in the pot, and lost his voice: "this is..."

In addition to Ye Xi, the rest of the people, regardless of the fire rolling stone pot, surrounded the hearth.

Pu Tai, who had always been calm, was flushed with excitement and his voice trembled slightly: "is this white thing salt?"

Luo\'s eyes were fixed on the white crystal in the stone pot. Suddenly he reached out and twisted his finger.

Ye Xi was shocked. This is a boiling pot. Isn\'t it hot?

Luo put his finger with a little white crystal in his mouth.

All the people present were staring at him, and their eyes were red and horrible. Ye Xi doubted that if Luo said there was no smell, several people would swallow him alive.

“…… Salty. " Luo Lengleng Leng said.

"Salty." Qi unconsciously repeated a sentence.

"Salty!" Cangpan gave a loud cry.

The chief stamped his feet excitedly and roared, "salty!"

"Ha ha ha ha, salty, salty!" Yong Yangtian laughs wildly, and then suddenly runs to a tree, mercilessly hits on the tree body.

Ye Xi:

He watched them go crazy quietly.

Luo was sucking his index finger like a child until the salty taste was gone.

Ye Xi saw with sharp eyes that his fingers were scalded with a big, bright blister, and Luo seemed to feel no pain at all. He stood by the stove and looked at the stone pot, muttering and saying something to himself.

Until the water in the stone pot evaporated completely, the Yellow brine faded, leaving only snow-white and bright salt.

The madness of several people stopped.

Seeing them staring at the stone pot without speaking, ye Xi kindly reminded him, "the salt has been completely refined."

Then, ye Xi could see that the soldiers who had been sweating and bleeding without tears in his heart were slowly and slowly reddening their eyes.

Ye Xi\'s whole body was stiff and his hair stood up.

A group of 1.9 meters of muscular men in front of him silently tears, too unbearable!

Cangpan tearfully sobbed: "is this snow-white thing really salt?" Before the salt in his heart is yellow mixed with the appearance of soil particles.

Luo\'s eyes were red and his voice trembled: "it\'s salt. It\'s salt. I\'ve tasted it. It\'s salty."

Qi sniffed and sobbed, "we can produce salt by ourselves one day."

Yong wiped his eyes, the voice in his throat was like a ball of cotton: "if only the ancestors could see it."

The chief was full of tears and tears. He was one of the most excited soldiers: "they will know. They will know that our days of Tu Shan will be better."

Dare not stop to wipe, but tears still keep flowing: "look at the salt snow white, than the Yellow bottom tribe do not know how much better."The chief shook his face and took a deep breath: "yes, I didn\'t know that salt could be as white as a cloud."

"Ye Xi, is this salt?" The chief asked again uneasily.

The others stopped crying and looked at him.

Ye Ximu said with a face: "it\'s salt, it\'s salt."

The others breathed a sigh of relief and continued to gaze fondly at the salt in the stone pot. They thought that the salt was their eighth lover.

"Two days ago, I received an invitation from the heize tribal fair." The chief suddenly opened his mouth, and now his mood had completely calmed down and he had regained his former calmness.

Fair? Ye Xi\'s eyes flashed and captured the key words.

"What, the heize tribe is going to hold a trade fair again?" The other soldiers agreed.

Bravely clenched his fist and hated: "I knew that the heize tribe was going to hold a trade fair. I didn\'t exchange salt with Huangbo tribe two days ago."

Luo frowned: "yes, I knew that I would have to wait two days to buy salt at the fair. The Huangbo tribe did not dare to take such poor salt to the heize Fair We lost a lot. "

"Hey, do you still need to buy it in two days? We\'ve refined it ourselves!" Pu Tai snorted coldly, "the Yellow bottom tribe and the black Ze tribe have a good relationship. Maybe they have received the news long ago, so they intentionally bring salt to our tribe to exchange before we receive the news."

As soon as this sentence was said, everyone\'s faces were cold. Thinking about the food that was changed out, people felt a pain.

Luo clenched his fist: "at the beginning, the Yellow bottom tribe could not compare with us at Tushan, but developed gradually by relying on salt, and now they ride on our heads to dominate."

Yong\'s voice is sour and astringent: "the former Tu Shan, they naturally can\'t compare."

Ye Xi looked at them suspiciously?

Suddenly the atmosphere was heavy.

Cangpan\'s eyes were dim, and he said, "our salt is so white, it must be more popular than the Yellow bottom tribe."

As soon as this is said, everyone\'s eyes are bright.

Bravely laughed and swept away the haze: "yes, their salt is yellow like soil, and ours is as white as cloud. Naturally, Huangbo tribe can not compare with it."

The chief took a long breath and raised his eyebrows and said, "well, now our salt is much better than theirs. We don\'t need to be slaughtered in the future."

Pu Tai said happily: "yes, I will lead the team at the trade fair in two days. I can\'t wait to see their ugly faces!"

Brave face a board, eyebrow a vertical: "by what you come to lead a team, Wu may send me to go."

"You sent me, of course. Last time you went, it was my turn."

Having said that, Yong didn\'t want to be reconciled. How much he wanted to see the astonished expression of the Yellow bottom tribe with his own eyes.

"But..."

"Well, don\'t make any noise." The chief interrupted their quarrel.

Everyone is quiet.

The chief turned to Ye Xi and solemnly said, "Ye Xi, you have made great achievements this time."

"On behalf of the Tushan tribe, thank you." After that, the chief struck his left shoulder with his right hand and his heart, then bent down to Ye Xi in this posture.

All of them gave a meal, and then they bowed down to Ye Xi according to the chief\'s action.

Ye Xi was stunned. Ye Xi had never seen such a ritual action before, but it is not difficult to guess that it means gratitude and respect.

He received the salute in a big way, and when they straightened up behind them, he imitated their movements and bowed down to them in the posture of right fist hammering the heart.

The soldiers were stunned.

Ye Xizhi got up and sprinkled with a smile: "if there were no you, salt would not be refined. As a Tu Shan man, I should also thank you."

The soldiers looked at each other, inexplicably felt that their actions just now were very silly. Yes, ye Xi was the one who painted the mountains. He was so grateful for what his own people did.

"Ha ha ha." The chief laughed heartily and patted Ye Xi on the shoulder. His eyes were full of appreciation and sincere love. "Well, you\'re right. I\'m sentimental. They\'re all Tu Shan people. Why should we be so pretentious?"

The other soldiers looked at Ye Xiquan, smiling with warmth.

Ye Xi realized that in their eyes at the moment, a little defense and estrangement that had been hidden in the past had disappeared, leaving only a complete sincerity and sincere feelings. He knew that from this moment on, they really regarded him as their own.

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