"Yes, there is a lot of boiled salt in Poseidon City. If we lose that piece, our sea tribe will be short of salt as a whole." Lack of salt is a big problem. The sea outlet of Poseidon City is extremely large, and the boiled salt output is really not small, comparable to the salt output of the Kirishima branch that boils salt at two sea outlets.
I wonder how many tribes are jealous of the salt being boiled in Poseidon City.
With so many people in Haifan City, many of them needed large quantities of salt from the Poseidon City and Wudao branches. Qiu Haicheng was lucky enough to make enough salt for his own use, and the Lingguo Island branch also made salt at two outlets, so the remaining salt was not much. This was all due to the lack of a large beach at the outlet.
Even so, theoretically, the overall salt shortage for the tribes was still significant. They were lucky to have a drink of salt soup every now and then, and most tribesmen couldn't even meet their salt needs. Just being able to eat enough was a blessing, as salt was so precious that it would be surprising if they didn't have a shortage.
It is said that the more people there are in a tribe, the harder it is to feed them. The productivity is low and they lack everything.
Of course, you can't say that having more people is a bad thing. If the Sea Tribe wasn't so large and powerful, do you think you could safely occupy this warm area with abundant water and grass and perfect for farming?
"God, we can harvest a lot of crops by the end of the year. How about we exchange them for some salt?" The third priest said. Sweet potatoes and potatoes are difficult to store. If the harvest is large, there will be a lot of surplus. Salt is much easier to store.
The three priests regretted their suggestion to plant sweet potatoes during spring plowing last year, which caused so much trouble.
"Which tribe has more salt?" Ma Yue asked curiously. Boiling salt was no longer a secret. All the big tribes were boiling salt.
"This... I'll ask Shang Yin later." The third priest's old face turned red.
"Snap!" Ma Yue immediately raised his middle finger.
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