There is no need to worry about Han Cheng getting lost. He had considered this problem when he came here, and there are broken branches at regular intervals.

He carried the nearly ten-pound rock salt and walked quickly back along the mark he had made, and he didn't even feel tired.

Could this be the legendary situation where one cannot carry 200 kilograms of grain, but if exchanged for 200 kilograms of money, one can not only carry it but also run with it?

Han Cheng couldn't take care of the rapeseed flowers now. Let these guys eat them if they like. They had been growing well before he discovered them, and they have not become extinct for so many years. He didn't believe that they could eat them all up in a short time!

Han Cheng's desire for salt has long surpassed that for vegetables.

Before reaching the tribe, Han Cheng was stopped by the surprised Heiwa, who then turned around and shouted to the back: "Son of God! The Son of God is back!"

In a short while, seven or eight people surrounded Han Cheng.

Heiwa took the stone from Han Cheng, and said with red eyes: "Son of God, where are you going? Wu is going crazy."

The children of the rest of the people, as well as the two adult female primitives who came after hearing the news, all looked at Han Cheng, their eyes full of joy and worry.

Han Cheng felt warm in his heart and smiled, "I'm fine, I just went to look for something good."

"Just this?"

Heiwa raised the stone in his hand, looking confused.

He was almost an adult and had a lot of strength, so the ten-pound stone did not seem very heavy in his hand.

"That's it."

Han Cheng smiled, and then nodded in a mysterious manner.

This immediately aroused the curiosity of everyone.

This time, Wu was not in the cave, but appeared more than a mile away from the cave. When he saw Han Cheng, all the worries accumulated on his weathered face suddenly dissipated and turned into a bright smile.

He walked to Han Cheng, squatted down, looked him up and down, and seeing that Han Cheng was unharmed, he reached out and touched Han Cheng's head, took care of his hair for a while, and then led a group of people towards the cave.

The people in the tribe were very curious and gathered together to watch the miracle that their Son of God was about to perform.

Because the Son of God who entered the cave finally revealed the purpose of why he ran so far and brought back such a stone - to eat!

Such a result left everyone stunned.

The Son of God has performed many miracles, and they have become accustomed to it. However, this miracle was too outrageous. He actually was eating stones!

This stone is so hard, won’t your teeth fall out if you bite it?

The unbelieving Hei Wa and Shi Tou have secretly tried it, but not only can they not chew it, the taste is also surprisingly bad...

The witch also stopped the seemingly endless recording and watched from the side with everyone else.

Now he has developed a habit. Whenever Han Cheng is tinkering with something new, he will watch from the side. For him, this is an extremely important moment to witness miracles and learn!

Han Cheng was too lazy to explain too much, and asked Bo, Heiwa and others to smash the stone into small pieces, and then put it into the stone pit that was often used to smash loquats, and continue smashing it until it became a powdery form.

He got two clay basins, one of which was half full of water and the other was empty.

Han Cheng put powdered rock salt into a ceramic basin filled with clean water and let it dissolve. The water in the basin immediately became clear.

He found a handful of hay from the cave, placed it against the mouth of the basin, and asked Lame to pick up half of the turbid water and pour it into another basin.

After filtering once, the water was clearer than before. Han Cheng rinsed the grass in his hand in another basin of clean water, and then placed it on the edge of a basin of salt water, asking Bo to repeat the previous action.

After performing this action twice, Han Cheng stopped, picked up some charcoal that he had just dug out of the ash pile, sandwiched it between the grass in his hand, and then continued to filter.

After repeating this step seven or eight times, when I looked at the water in the basin again, it had changed from being turbid at the beginning to being clear now.

Han Cheng dipped a little of the water with his hand, put it in his mouth and tasted it. The familiar salty taste almost made him cry.

What Han Cheng wants is salt, not brine. Salt in this state certainly does not meet his requirements.

But this last step is easy to carry out.

He poured the filtered and detoxified salt water into a clay pot used for cooking soup and boiling water, and placed it on the fire.

There is no lid on it like when I was cooking soup or boiling water.

Wisps of white steam rose up, and the water evaporated with the steam. Before long, the water in the pottery jar completely disappeared, leaving behind a layer of white crystals.

Han Cheng took the pottery jar off the fire and couldn't wait to pick up a small piece of the crystals on the ground and put it into his mouth. The familiar and rich salty taste filled his mouth.

He was reluctant to spit it out, but after fully feeling the long-lost salty taste, he swallowed it, smacking his lips, looking as if he was still not satisfied.

Everyone around widened their eyes. Can this stone really be eaten?

However, after the last experience with boiled water, they were mentally prepared for this strange white stone, and their expectations were reduced a lot.

Wu, who had been watching the whole process from the side, came over and, imitating Han Cheng's behavior, scooped a piece from the bottom of the jar and put it into his mouth, ready to taste what this edible white stone tasted like.

When Han Cheng saw this, he hurriedly tried to stop him, because the piece Wu had cut off was too big, as big as the nail of his thumb!

If I take this bite, the taste...

The witch felt that the Son of God was a little stingy. He only took away such a small piece, but he was unwilling to let him eat it. He insisted on giving him an even smaller piece. How could he taste such a small piece?

As he thought about this, he put the tiny white stone, which was almost too small to be held in his mouth.

Under Han Cheng's expectant gaze, Wu lived up to Han Cheng's expectations and widened his eyes instantly, with a distorted expression on his face. He endured the taste and felt it in his mouth for a long time before swallowing it.

Then he shook his head and said, "It's not delicious."

Heiwa and others who were watching had expressions of "as expected". The taste of the Son of God was just different from theirs.

However, even though he thought so in his heart, he still couldn't resist the curiosity and wanted to taste what this white stone tasted like. To see how unpalatable it was, the witch's face twitched.

With the Wu's previous experience as a lesson, they deducted less, but the strong salty taste that they had never tasted before still made them stick out their tongues in delight.

Han Cheng scooped up a bowl of boiled water and handed it to Wu, asking him to rinse his mouth. He looked at the salt at the bottom of the jar with a smile on his face.

He smiled and told the witch that this was not the way to eat salt. At night, he would be able to appreciate its delicious taste.