In the years of famine, the knife in my mother's hand is not bad either

"This is how to do!"

"We won't get stuck in the salt lake, will we?"

"I haven't seen the salt lake either. A salt lake should be a lake, right?"

"..."

Following the discussion of the crowd.

The entire migrating team also stopped.

In order to learn more about the salt lake, the village chief Wang Dakuo approached Shen Qian and humbly asked:

"Wang Shen, what should we do in this situation?"

Facing the question from the village chief Wang Dakuo, Shen Qian shook her head:

"There's no other way but to form a line and move forward!"

"And if I remember correctly, everyone's feet were more or less worn out."

"It will be very painful if you step on this salt lake!"

"But if we walk too slowly and stay in the salt lake for too long, our skin will become drier, causing redness, swelling, and itching. Add to that our own lack of water, and I'm afraid we'll leave some mummies here."

She spoke without controlling her voice.

Everyone sitting on the surrounding ox carts heard it clearly.

Everyone is in danger:

"Will I turn into a mummy if I stay in the salt lake? No, I can't stay here!"

"Come on!"

"I was wondering why my face has been itching for a while now. It turns out this salt lake is drinking the water from my body!"

"..."

Watching the villagers become more and more panicked.

Village chief Wang Dakuo shouted repeatedly:

"Quiet!"

"Everyone calm down!"

As more and more people helped the village chief to shout, the huge group of refugees finally quieted down, and everyone looked at the village chief eagerly.

"Wang Shen also said that if we practice walking in a straight line, we won't get lost in this place!"

"We can always see the people ahead of us, and as the fog gets thicker, we must be going deeper into the salt lake. When the fog thins, we must be leaving the salt lake!"

"So everyone, don't panic! Grit your teeth, follow the team closely, and never stop until you leave the salt lake!" Village chief Wang Dakuo looked at his fellow tribesmen and shouted loudly, trying to spread his words as far as possible.

Then he ran to the front of the team and led the tribesmen forward!

Seeing the team moving again, the old men sitting in the car finally felt relieved.

But this is hard for those who walk on foot!

"hiss!"

"I feel like a small stone has been stuck in the blister on the sole of my foot, and it hurts! Little sister, can you get off and let me get in the car?" Wang Qingliu asked Xiaoqi who was sitting in the car with a somewhat embarrassed look.

Xiao Qi rolled his eyes at this:

"Don't you have blisters on Xiaoqi's feet?"

"Brother, why are you so ungrateful?"

Faced with Xiao Qi's merciless questioning, Wang Qingliu was suddenly speechless.

He kept walking beside the car with his head down, saying nothing more.

Wang Wu, on the other hand, opened his mouth wide and even personally touched off the circle of white and yellow crystals on his straw sandals and held them in his hands:

"Mom, these little white bumps on the soles of my feet, could they be salt? They look exactly like the salt in our salt jar. If we collect these and sell them in the market, wouldn't we be rich?"

Seeing Wang Wu putting salt into his mouth while talking, Shen Qian's brows were furrowed into a shape of "川" (Chuan) and she thought to herself: Such a fool was actually tricked by my smart self in my previous life into working as a servant in the mansion and then starved to death.

How much lard did I eat to be so blinded?

"Are you the only one who is smart? I've heard that the salt in this salt lake is poisonous!" Someone who had heard about the salt lake before walked up to Wang Wu and told him with confidence.

When Wang Wu heard the word "poisonous", he spat repeatedly.

He also kept slapping his tongue with his hands, trying to spit out all the salt he had just swallowed.

"Uncle Xingchang, continue talking, don't pay attention to him." Shen Qian looked at the middle-aged man in his forties in front of her and urged.

Wang Xingchang was not among those who fled here to escape famine in the previous life.

He fell behind halfway.

Shen Qian was also curious about what kind of story this salt lake had, which made the refugees turn pale and unwilling to talk about it in detail.

Seeing Wang Shen's interest, Wang Xingchang took a moment to organize his words and began to speak:

"I heard that when the villagers in Beiyun County saw the salt produced in the salt lake, they all came here to dig salt to take home and eat, and some even secretly resold it."

"The government has repeatedly banned it!"

"In the end, we had no choice but to let people take the salt from here."

"With the opening, those who had not come to dig salt before are planning to come and try it in less than two weeks."

"Over half of the villagers in the surrounding villages were poisoned, and half of them died suddenly. Those who survived didn't live long. It's said that the county officials at the time were all escorted to the capital!"

After hearing Wang Xingchang's story, Shen Qian briefly recalled the relevant knowledge.

Maybe there are too many impurities in the salt? Or is the salt here just those impurity salts? For example, nitrite? And so on.

"Uncle Xingchang can tell this story to all the clan members to prevent anyone from accidentally eating it and getting poisoned." Shen Qian suggested to Wang Xingchang.

Wang Xingchang nodded upon seeing this.

But when he was leaving, he seemed to be hesitant to speak. Shen Qian naturally understood:

"Come to my place and have some water after you finish talking."

With Shen Qian's invitation, Wang Xingchang's face suddenly showed joy:

"Hey!"

Wang Wu looked at Wang Xingchang's departing figure, and panicked with fear:

"Mom!"

"Mother! You have to save our third son!"

"The third son hasn't married yet. He doesn't want to be poisoned, nor does he want to die!"

"You're useless." Shen Qian rolled her eyes at Wang Wu.

It's just a little bit. Even if you eat all nitrite and magnesium chloride, you won't die.

At most I'll feel dizzy, nauseous and have diarrhea.

When Xiaoqi saw that his mother just scolded his third brother and did not offer any solution, his eyes rolled around.

He seemed to be thinking about how to ask Wang Wu for a solution.

"Drink some water." Shen Qian closed her eyes and suddenly opened her mouth.

Wang Wu looked at his mother in surprise, and then he heard his mother's voice again:

"Didn't you hear that those villagers had been eating it for half a month? You only got a little bit of it, and the worst that happened was diarrhea."

Wang Wu only remembered after hearing his mother's reminder.

Yup!

The villagers ate it for half a month before they had any problems. If I only eat a little bit... it should be fine!

Thinking of this, Wang Wu's heart gradually calmed down.

But I still did as my mother said, scooped out some water and drank it.

After drinking the cool water, Wang Wu felt the heat in his heart disappear.

Happily following the ox cart.

As for the pain from stepping on the salt? It was less than one percent of the pain he felt from being hit by the willow branches. Why would he complain?

But Wang Liu, the delicate aunt, seemed like she was about to collapse at any time.

Just like Lin Daiyu in Red Mansion!

"Liu!" Wang Tianci exclaimed as he looked at Liu who was about to fall forward!

He quickly reached out and grabbed her, so she didn't fall.

"Mother, Liu has fainted!"

"Can you let her rest on the oxcart for a while?"