Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

The salt block was thrown far away, and rolled on the ground for a long distance.

Xiaodouzi's complexion changed, and he rushed over and reached out to grab it, and the emblic fruit in his pocket was scattered all over the ground.

He didn't care about those, he chased after the salt block, picked it up and blew it distressedly, pinched the corner of his clothes and carefully wiped off the dust stuck on it, and carefully wrapped it with the sackcloth.

"This is salt, this is good salt." He murmured, "Master's marathi, my mother and I dug the plantain for five days, and the horse ate it, and Pondus specially rewarded it to me."

I have to get up before dawn, and I have to go further afield if I can't find plantain around the village.

I have to dig three loads a day, and if I can’t go back for lunch at noon, I will eat pancakes made of sorghum bran and wild vegetables.

Digging plantain during the dog days is very difficult.

"I know that the salt you eat is snow-white and fine salt. I have never eaten it. Before, a peddler came to the village and could exchange a little coarse salt with eggs. Now that the peddler doesn't come, we can't get out. The salt crust on the stone in the latrine My mother and I couldn't grab it, so we had to go to the mountain to pry the salt limestone."

If you don't eat salt for a long time, you will lose strength, but if you eat salt ground from salt limestone, you will lose your strength and develop purple spots on your body.

That salt is poisonous, and if it wasn't for nothing, no one would want to eat that kind of salt.

Fortunately, salt came along with the life-saving medicinal materials, so everyone ate normal salt, not the bitter and astringent salt.

Xiaodouzi squatted on the ground picking up emblica one by one, and the face of the seven or eight-year-old was full of misery that didn't suit her age.

Yu Linglong pursed her lips, put down her cup and walked over to pick up emblical together, glanced cautiously at his injured expression, and said, "I...I don't know...I'm sorry..."

"You are a child of a rich family. You have never suffered, so I don't blame you." Xiaodouzi reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth, and said in a low voice: "It's okay to throw my salt, don't throw other people's next time, such a big one Salt, they'll fight you hard."

"Yeah! I remembered!" Yu Linglong smiled sweetly at him flatteringly.

Shu Yingtong, who was sitting on the side, looked at Xiaodouzi quietly, and couldn't help but think of the time when the hungry people in Huanshan Village first came, they also scrambled to grab the salt crust on the stone wall of the public toilet.

At that time, they ate a large pot of rice, and the intake of salt was guaranteed, but their cherishment of salt had already been carved into their bones.

This behavior has been expressly forbidden by her.

The so-called salt crust, only a part is the salt excreted by human metabolism, of which the largest proportion is sodium sulfate and sodium nitrite.

The salt made by boiling the salt shell with water has a salty taste, but it is actually nitrate.

The salt limestone mentioned by Xiaodouzi is toxic mineral salt, which contains not only sodium, but also the periodic table of elements.

"Little Douzi, show me the salt block."

"Hey! Good!"

The adzuki beans were crispy, and the tightly wrapped salt cubes were placed on the table.

Generally speaking, a precious thing like salt should not be carried by a child like him.

It's just that this small piece of salt has his merits. This is the first luxury he has earned through labor. He wants to share this glory with Ah Qi who often gives him snacks.

Shu Yingtong held the salt block and turned it around to look at it. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a figure rushing in at the door. …

"Madam Jing, are you free now?" Mu Chenying strode up to Shu Yingtong holding the blueprint and stood still, looking very excited.

"It's not too busy." Shu Yingtong raised the salt in his hand, a little puzzled, "Is this the salt your army eats?"

Salt is also one of the military supplies. Unexpectedly, the soldiers and generals who defended their homes and the country ate salt that was far worse than official salt.

"Yeah, it's a little bit worse. It's better than the vinegar cloth before." Mu Chenying stretched out her foot and hooked the stool leg, sat down with Dama Jindao, and snorted coldly.

"My Mu family are all rough people. I don't want to mix with those courtesies. The Jiang family can't do anything to us. Last year, the dog jumped the wall and used food, grass and weapons to handle it."

"Fortunately, there are many people and merchants in the southwest who don't want to be subjugated slaves. The people use clothes soaked in salt water to wear across the mountains and mountains, risking their lives to send the salt to the military camp. Otherwise, our soldiers would not have the strength to fight the enemy, and the city of Dali would be handed over. people."

Mu Chenying slapped the table angrily, and Xiaodouzi and Yu Linglong, who were squatting under the table to pick up emblical fruit, shivered in fright.

"Scared me so suddenly." Yu Linglong patted her chest, pulled Xiaodouzi up, "Let's go, let's wash the fruit."

I didn't taste it carefully before, so I vomited it in one mouthful. She heard that my sister-in-law said it very loudly, so she had to try it again.

She was also impatient to hear about marching and fighting, so she might as well go to the backyard to find her mother.

Shu Yingtong wrapped the salt block and returned it to Xiao Douding. The salt is not good salt, but she has no right to withhold the problematic salt on the grounds that it will affect her health.

As he said, salt is more expensive than life, and if you take other people's salt, you will really want to work hard.

Shu Yingtong glanced at Mu Chenying, who was full of resentment. A straightforward person expresses his feelings so directly, carefully, and with some overtones.

This is a standard second-generation general. In the army, he was able to climb from a pawn to a position in the army, not all because of his bravery and ruthlessness.

Such people have been familiar with the art of war since they were young.

It's not that she doesn't know how to bend around, she just disdains.

The meaning of what she said was very simple: why don't we get better treatment when we defend our borders and defend our country?Since you asked, I'll sell it badly.

Shu Yingtong has great admiration for the Mu family. In the face of man-made or natural disasters, he still guards the country and prevents the enemy from invading it. It's not just shouting slogans.

It was piled with blood and corpses.

"I can help you solve the problem of the soldiers eating salt, and teach you self-control."

"what!"

Mu Chenying stood up with a whoosh, getting up so fast that the stool fell to the ground with a thud.

She leaned on the table, just about to speak, looked around vigilantly, moved closer and lowered her voice, "Really?"

The Mu family's army guarded the national border. Although it was under Yuchuan's jurisdiction, they did not allocate food, grass and military use from the local area.

Plague was rampant in the southwest, neighboring countries violated their borders, burned, killed, looted and destroyed roads, intending to cut off their food supply.

They can scramble to fill their stomachs with wild grasses and wild vegetables plus grain, but if they don't eat salt, they will lose their strength and morale.

Experience this kind of thing once is enough for her to remember it in her heart forever. If the army can store salt, it would be a great thing!

"Come out with me." Shu Yingtong got up and walked out the door first. After crossing the threshold, she turned around and saw that Mu Chenying was still standing there in a daze, so she had to raise her voice, "Let's go."

"Oh!" Mu Chenying suddenly felt the blood all over her body swell up in her chest, her eyes were bright, she closed her mouth after wanting to shout twice, and chased after her excitedly, "Where are we going!"

Shu Yingtong raised her finger and pointed to the mountains in the distance, "Go into the mountains."

How can the soldiers who fought for the country be forced to use vinegar cloth as condiment because of the mere table salt?

The Mu family is loyal and trustworthy.