The correct way to open the elf

Chapter 38 Why is there a lack of salt near the sea?

After listening to Feng Yu's words, Nicole said, "Is that the food you made for me at that time?"

"That's just the simplest thing. I can cook food that's a hundred times more delicious than those things. I'm just worried that it will have a bad influence in the camp."

Nicole was very happy to see Feng Yu thinking about the camp, and said, "Dear Darren, this actually has nothing to do with food. As long as you can find food, it's okay to cook your own food. You are not a soldier, so it's not good for you to eat with the soldiers in the camp."

Feng Yu's eyes lit up. Good fellow, I'm afraid it's shameful to eat from a separate pot, but you tell me that eating from a large pot is shameless. That's fine, tomorrow I'll make some stir-fried dishes to satisfy my cravings.

Nicole looked at Feng Yu's greedy look and pinched his nose.

“Darren, I’ve eaten your cooking, it’s really delicious, but I also found that you always add salt to everything you cook.

I don't know if there is a shortage of salt in your world, but here, salt is a very precious thing. When I went to the Elf Forest, I only brought a little with me, and you ate it all.

I have seen the salt you brought. It is pure white and has no peculiar smell. There is salt of that quality on the Grein Continent, but even among the nobles, it is very rare. "

"So the reason the camp eats sweets is not because you like sweets, but because there is no salt?"

“Both. We elves and halflings are both good at raising bees. After the two races lived together, our bee breeding and honey making technology has been greatly improved.

Compared to salt, honey is cheaper, and the key is that you don’t need to spend gold coins to buy it from goblins or other merchants.

When we were in the Elf Forest before, merchants would bring salt to us to exchange for specialties of the Elf Forest, but now that we are here, it is difficult for us to get salt. "

"Wait, you elves have no money?" Feng Yu seemed to have heard a big joke.

"I know you are planning to take the magic scroll, but we elves will never sell magic scrolls to humans."

The elves have lived in the rich Elf Forest for tens of thousands of years, but they are still poor. Feng Yu simply cannot accept this. He thought that it was just that this camp did not have any precious metals left. It turns out that you have none at all!

"Do you remember the poem I wrote by the sea?"

When Feng Yu reminded her, Nicole thought of Feng Yu standing in waist-deep sea water and shouting "Oh, sea, you are all water", and she couldn't help laughing.

Looking at Nicole's smiling face, Feng Yu couldn't help but sigh.

"what happened?"

"We are in a desert with scorching sun, little rain, and hot winds blowing in our faces, and the sea is less than fifty miles away from our camp. Don't you think it's ironic that there is a lack of salt under such conditions?"

"You mean the salt in the sea? Darren, you can't try to eat the salt in the sea. You can't eat that kind of salt. If you eat too much, you will get sick, lose your teeth, and die miserably."

"Um, has anyone eaten it?"

Nicole nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, humans have tried to boil salt with bitter sea water and obtained a yellow substance. Although it is a bit bitter, it is indeed very salty.

However, it didn't take long before people who ate this salt fell ill one after another. They even asked the elves for help, but the elves' potion masters were unable to cure the disease.

But as long as you don't eat that kind of salt, you'll be fine. Mild cases can get better on their own, but serious cases can't, and can only wait for death to come."

“How do they make salt from the sea?”

"Put it in a pot and boil it. A large pot of sea water can boil out a little salt."

Feng Yu asked, "Did you boil it all dry?"

"Yup!"

"That's courting death, brine can't be consumed in large quantities."

Nicole blinked her big eyes and asked, "What brine?"

Feng Yu said: "It's a chemical raw material. I don't understand it, but as long as we separate that thing, we can get salt that is not bitter.

When I was a child, I lived not far from the sea, and I saw people making salt by the sea.

I've made note of this. After I finish making the crossbow, I'll give your grandfather an explanation and try to make some salt."

Nicole said worriedly: "You have to promise me that you won't eat anything."

Feng Yu: "..."

"I'll find a mouse first and feed it 20 kilograms to see the effect. Is that okay?"

Nicole laughed: "Twenty kilograms of salt, the mouse would have died of saltiness long ago."

Feng Yu: "..."

Feng Yu originally wanted to help the elves build a large crossbow to be placed on the simple arrow tower that was only left with a skeleton, the kind that could blow up ghosts' heads from eight hundred miles away. After all, a big, black and rough thing is easier to make than a delicate thing.

But then I thought about it and gave up. It is powerful but not practical enough.

The main threats facing the elven camp now are the halfling herders grazing their livestock in the cattails in the shallows of the river mouth and the halfling farmers clearing and cultivating land in the wilderness.

These halflings, who have little fighting power compared to the elves who wield bows and arrows and the muscular dwarves, are the food providers of the camp and the most indispensable agricultural practitioners.

The threats they face are mainly wild beasts such as murlocs and steppe wolves. They have little armor and are not large herds. Most of them are small groups of three or five beasts or single wandering beasts.

The large herds of beasts near the camp were wiped out by the elven archers, but it was these small wandering herds of beasts that posed a great threat to the halflings.

There are too few elven warriors to protect all the halflings, so strengthening the halflings' self-protection ability is particularly important for this camp.

The crossbow does not need to be too complicated. Things like safety latches and hand guards can all be removed. Most of the mechanisms are made of wood to strengthen the strength of the bow arm. The string is strung by pedaling to ensure the penetration of the crossbow arrow, which also allows halflings to use it well.

It uses a dwarven musket-style trigger and a simple machine aiming structure, ensuring it is easy to use. With a little practice, a halfling who is not good at combat can have considerable lethality.

Such a crossbow is easy to manufacture, and the crossbow arrows do not need to be forged like the elven archers. The arrowhead can be hammered into a three-edged arrowhead with just a few hammers.

When an arrow of this shape is shot into the flesh, the wound it creates is difficult to heal. Even if a beast with a strong physique does not die on the spot, it will bleed to death before it can run far.

Under Feng Yu's command, the dwarves and elf bowsmiths worked together and used the stored materials for making bows and arrows to make the tread crossbow he designed in half a day.

Anthony and several elven archers watched the fun from the sidelines. After the tread crossbow was completed, the dwarf chief Dick looked at the familiar buttstock and firing structure of the dwarf musket and felt particularly at home.

The slender fellow followed Feng Yu's instructions and easily strung the crossbow by stepping on the foot pedal. He installed a prepared crossbow arrow, placed it on his shoulder, and aimed at the target twenty meters away using the machine aiming device, which was the same as the dwarf musket designed by Feng Yu.

(End of this chapter)