Chapter 19: What is the structure of the primitive human brain? (1/2)

”You are really from salt mountain tribe?”

Yan Mo was very embarrassed. For the sake of future considerations, he did not answer that question. Instead, he said: ”Why did others pass through the salt mountain and found no rich salt there? How is it that Salt Mountain people found their salt?”

Yuan Zhan's lips were slightly open, like he was stuck in unbelief, and he looked forward to it. Then he licked his lips and looked fiercely. ”This is not something you can joke about.”

”You think I will make a joke about something like this?”

”So you are not joking?”This seems to be the first time he has heard of a boy knowing the dire situation of things.

Yan Mo waved his hand. ”Do you think I don't know my own hometown.”

”Hometown?”

Yan Mo was silent for three seconds and looked up and yelled at Yuan Zhan: ”Its Salt Mountain vocabulary... I mean, my family land. It is more abundant than yours because we have more people in contact with the Salt Mountain people, and our lives are better than yours.”

Yuan Zhan did not know if he accepted this explanation, but he did not ask more about it.

Yan Mo took advantage of the gratitude on his face and sincerely said to the young man: ”No matter what, you really saved me, I want to repay you. But I can't guarantee that I will find a new salt-producing land, but I can guarantee I probably know which direction to look for. The most important thing is that if I pass the salt-producing land I will definitely find it.”

”... If it is true, I will tell The Chief, as long as you can find a new salt-producing land. And if you still have no master, you will not have to wait until you become a Third Tier warrior to get rid of slavery mark.”

”I can find the place but it is not necessarily close to the tribe. As far as I know, the salt mountain of the salt mountainis already the only salt producing area near Yuan Tribe.” Yan Mo opened his mouth and said, ”So even if we find a new salt-producing land, we will not be able to ship the salt back.”

”We can ship it on the warrior's back you don't have to worry about that part. Now the most important thing is, can you really find a new salt-producing land that's not occupied? Where do we go? How long will it take?”

Yan Mo felt that the youth did not understand him and had to be more clear. ”I only know the general direction. I have heard The Priest in the family occasionally mentioning it. In short, it will not be very close. If it was close, our people will have had occupied it.”

Yuan Zhan fingers were tapping on his knees, his face pensive,” Your people were kicked out and their salt mountain usurped by The Zhi People as to where they fled? Would you say the place they went there will be salt? ”

Yan Mo smiled in his heart, but his face had a tangled expression: ”I don't know, but maybe. So if the tribe wants to get a completely unproductive salt-producing land, he has to act fast, he doesn't want it. The warriors in the Yuan tribe and my original tribe people would be looking but if you get to the place first and occupy the place, my people will not dare to compete with you.”

Yuan Zhan brows wrinkled, he got up, ”I am going to look for that Chief, this matter has to be dealt with as soon as possible ......”

”Wait!” Yan Mo grabbed the youth. ”I hope that you don't tell The Chief and The Priest that I can find the salt, because I am not sure of where exactly the salt is, and if I can't find the salt producing land, they will surely kill me.””

Yuan Zhan halted his footsteps.

Yan Mo said with emphasis, ”If not for me lets not sacrifice Da Ren who want to force you to go out and get salt in the winter, I would not have tosay it out. Also, I wanted to tell you my purpose.”

If Yuan Zhan had been skeptical that the boy was not going to repay him but to retaliate against him. After hearing that he said he had his own purpose, he no longer doubted it.

”Can you really find the salt?”

”I have 80% confidence, 80%... It is a big chance.”

”I will count on.” Yuan Zhan stops and sat down again. ”I don't need the rope. You can count how many people there are in the tribe.”

Yan Mo didn't laugh. He expressed his understanding of the youth's micro-pride in his tone. In the fused memory with this body, the Salt Mountain people have ten, one hundred, and a thousand words, but they can count more than one hundred without the help of the knot.

Counting is a ritual in many people's eyes. As long as the average person can count to twenty, it is enough, because there are ten fingers and ten toes, and the private property owned bypeople will not exceed twenty.

Because of this, people here are mostly based things they can own on ten. For example, 80% of what he said is 80% in Chinese, but eight fingers in the local language.

There are also four seasons and twelve months here. Like the world he came to, there are twelve months in a year, and each month is about thirty days. The specific date is controlled by the sacrificial rites. They also know the seasons and time changes.

He still remembers that on the top of the Salt Mountain people, they dug 12 small holes deliberately according to the changes of the moon. There were wooden pillars and twelve wooden columns arranged in a row in a straight line, arranged in the direction of the sunrise on the first day of winter..

The Salt Mountain Sacrifice is used to tell the Salt Mountain people when the recovery season, rainy season, harvest season and cold season will come, including when to hunt, when to cultivate, etc., by observing the corresponding changes in the position of the twelve wooden pillars and the sunrise.

Yuan Tribe is larger than the Salt Mountain tribes. Presumably their Priests also have accurate methods for measuring the four seasons, and their vocabulary is richer than the Salt Mountain people. The four seasons have fixed words. For example, the recovery season is called ”Adaru”. The rainy season is called ”Sadaru”, the harvest season is called ”Odaru”, the cold season is called ”Fidaru”, and Yan Mo directly understood them as spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Looking at the sun above the head, only from the four seasons and the number of months and days, this alien planet has a very high similarity to the Earth.

”What are you thinking about?”

Yan Mo retracted his mind and deliberately used a provocative tone: ”I want to tell you the truth, because I can count more that you.”

Yuan Zhan laughed and raised his hand he patted the little slave's head, ”Say! Your purpose.”

Yan Mo held his forehead and he was paralysed. This kid is really big on grabbing and gripping. ”My purpose is not to be a slave.”

Someone came over from the tent mouth. Yuan Zhan and the other side person used their fists to beat their chests, waiting for the soldier to walk in, Yuan Zhan said: ”If you really find a new land with salt, you don't need to say it, I will tell The Chief to remove your slave status and make you an Yuan Tribe member.”

”No, you still don't understand what I'm trying to say.” Yan Mo looked up at the youth.