My Salted Fish Life in the Beast World

It was still the same valley, but the golden rice and wheat had long been gone.

The three people squatting by the river playing in the mud were Ming, Wei and Ya who had gone out early in the morning.

"Hey, these bottles and jars have been hanging out for most of the day. Can they be fired now? According to what you said, the kiln has been set up here a long time ago, and we're just waiting to start firing." Ya looked at Ming and said.

These days, he was exhausted. He had to listen to the instructions of the emperor to speed up the salt extraction, and listen to the instructions of the emperor to build a kiln here in the wilderness. It seems that I am just like a cow and a horse! Ya complained bitterly.

"Hey! Come on, you're a grown man, and I think you should complain about just a little thing you did. Is it that serious?" Wei retorted.

"As for that! That's just a small matter? You two are going to tire me to death. I've lost weight and become darker recently..."

"Come and have something to eat. I've observed that after you finish eating, you can cook these clay embryos." Ming interrupted and said to the two people who were bickering.

"Hmph!" The two who disliked each other temporarily stopped fighting under the temptation of food. They walked towards Ming with big strides. They found a stone slab and sat on the ground, looking forward to the food being served.

Ming was very skillful and brought up a pot of wild vegetable and oil residue soup.

"That's all?" Looking at the stove, there were indeed no other dishes. Ya's expectations instantly dropped to negative numbers. As expected, there were no females, so the food was simple enough to not starve to death. "Ming, how about I go hunt some prey and come back to roast it?" Ya said.

"No, the feast is still in the fire." Ming said, carefully taking out three mud balls from the fire and placing one in front of the two men.

Ah~ah~ah~ the crows are passing by...

"Have we reached the point where we have to eat mud?" Wei's face showed an expression of disbelief. He began to worry in his heart. "This kid is hopeless. He will have to eat mud from now on. He will definitely have to rely on his parents in the future! Separate the family! We must separate the family!" He seemed to have forgotten that they didn't live together in the first place. If he knew their thoughts, he would only laugh at them for being ignorant and short-sighted...

Ming also brought out his portion of the big mud ball. Seeing the two men's bitter faces, as if they had no idea where to start eating, he remembered that he had not told them how to eat it.

He patted his forehead and said, "Sorry, I forgot to teach you how to eat it." Then he picked up a wooden stick and knocked it gently a few times, and the mud ball in front of him was knocked open again.

The aroma spread all of a sudden. The beggar's chicken is juicy and meaty, with mushrooms as a classic. This taste makes people drool.

"Okay, we can start eating. Eat quickly! Otherwise it will get cold and won't taste good." He said that without paying any attention to the two of them and started showing off.

The two people, dazzled by the aroma, also began to eat with big mouthfuls. In the end, the whole pot of soup was completely wiped out.

"Burp~ Delicious! I didn't expect that dishes made of mud could be so delicious!" Ya said while lying on the ground, touching his stomach.

"Yes! Is this also the idea that Ye came up with?" Wei looked at Ming and asked.

"Well, it was all Ye's idea, including firing pottery. Ye is very smart!" Ming said proudly.

"Yes! She is very smart, honest, respectful to her elders, and tolerant and caring towards you. She is a good female. You must not let her down."

"That's right! Ming, you can't be a fickle scumbag." Yaye added.

"Don't worry!" Ming just laughed at them, thinking they were worrying too much. He was just like the fathers, he always put his partner first. More important than himself!

"But... he's just too smart... we have to help keep the secret!" Wei said thoughtfully.

Ming also fell into deep thought.

"You mean salt?" Ya asked.

"Not only that! Whether it's salt or the pottery we're making now, we can't advertise it. After all, we're not the only one in the South. You know the orcs in the tribe well. The situation in the North is even more complicated. Salt is an important industry in the North to make money. Our strength is far from enough to compete with them..."

"Then why do we extract so much refined salt?" Ya asked puzzled.

Wei didn't answer, but just looked at Ming.

"Not enough, father didn't extract enough salt." Under Wei's leadership, only a few trusted warriors were selected, and there were not many orcs who could keep their mouths shut. It was only a few days of extraction, and for the tribe before, it was indeed an inestimable number. But since I know that salt can preserve food. This is a guarantee of peace of mind and comfort to get through the cold season. There is not much salt left to extract.

"Father, you have never thought about distributing the salt to the orcs in the tribe, right?" Ming said.

"Yeah! That's right! They have never been within my consideration." No reply.

"What? Then we extract it, what are we going to do with all that salt? Sell it? Oh, I see. The warm season trading conference is coming. You want to hold back and use your big moves to make a fortune!" Yazhen praised himself for his cleverness.

Wei rolled her eyes at him. So, all his previous words about keeping the secret were in vain.

"Little father, this is not enough for the trade. I think this salt is enough for our family and the family of the warriors who helped extract the salt!" Ming said to Ya.

"Yeah!" Wei looked at Ming and smiled with satisfaction.

"That's right. We can just divide it between our big family and those warriors. Didn't Ye say that salt can preserve food? Now we have enough salt, and when the cold season comes, we will have enough food. We can easily get through the cold season!"

"Get through the cold season easily? No need to go hungry? No need to go out hunting in heavy snow?" Ya asked excitedly.

Wei didn't know what was going on, after all, he had only heard Ming mention it. But the winter was too bad. The temptation of food was too great, so he decided to give it a try.

Seeing Wei's hesitation, he clearly had a cheating tool. He was confident of winning.

Ming answered Ya's question with certainty. "Yes! Salt can preserve food for a long time. In the future, we won't have to starve or hunt in the cold. I will work out a plan with Ye and make it together with you!"

Seeing Ming's determined expression and confident answer, he was not completely relieved. He knew that his son would definitely do what he said and would never give up halfway.

"Okay! With your words, father will definitely cooperate with you to the fullest!" Wei promised Ming loudly.

"Okay! In the future, during the winter season, I can just eat and sleep, sleep and eat!" Ya began to fantasize about a wonderful life.

Wei and Ming looked at him, then looked at each other. Oh... it's too much to bear~

"Okay, little father, don't sleep yet! Get up and work!" Ming looked at him and said, deliberately bursting his sweet dream.

"Hey~ OK~ OK! Got it, get to work, there's endless work~" Even though she complained, Ya still got up and followed Ming and Wei to the pottery making.