Chapter 83

"Are you really an Indian? Not our citizens of the British Empire? " In major Hank's tent, the Maj. of the Royal Army of the British Empire asked the same question again. He had asked the same question three times. This is the fourth time.

Although Ferguson didn't ask, he had the same expression. Obviously, he didn't believe what Shi Xiong said just now.

After all, the fluent cockney accent and the standard noble gentleman's manners are not what a barbarian in the new world can learn. In fact, even in the British mainland, people who can freely use gentlemanly etiquette combined with such a tone to communicate are real aristocrats. Even major Hank and himself couldn't do that.

Stone bear coughed helplessly, and abruptly turned the topic aside: "major hank, I'm here to discuss the content of our deal with you. Well, there are some things in our tribe that you should be very interested in. When our leader talked with you before, he didn't say those things. This time, I got the joint authorization of the kabulu priest and the leader to talk with you about the trading methods of these things. I'm sure you'll be interested in what we have. "

This also made major hank aware of his gaffe, so he shook his head slightly, as if shaking his curiosity out of his head. Then he asked, "I don't know what Mr. Guardian wants to add to the transaction?"

In the self introduction just now, Shi Xiong said his name of "powerful bear" and his identity as the sacrificial guardian of kabulu, a high tree tribe. Now major hank calls Shi Xiong "Guardian".

The stone bear smiles and nods to the fast horse beside him. The fast horse takes a small leather bag from his waist and hands it to major hank.

Such a small animal skin bag is not much bigger than a five or six-year-old child's palm, and how many things can it put down?

Major hank took the skin bag with a puzzled face, looked at the guardian of Mount Everest, then gently weighed it, carefully untied the rope at the mouth of the skin bag.

A small pile of crystal white and extremely delicate powder particles appeared in the eyes of major Hank and lieutenant Ferguson. After seeing the small pile of white powder particles, they were stunned for a moment, and then rubbed their eyes, as if they didn't believe the small pile of things in front of them was real.

Then, almost coincidentally, the two men made a movement similar to a human's breathing backward before death, and then, like two wild dogs that had taken off the rein, fell on the stone that contained the small pile of white and delicate powder - the stone that lieutenant Ferguson sat on before, This is what major hank ordered the soldiers to find to serve as both a stool and a table.

"It's..." major Hank and lieutenant Ferguson looked up at each other and said these two words almost in one voice.

Major hank nodded slightly, then bowed his head, stretched out a trembling index finger, dipped it in the small pile of fine white powder, and put his index finger in his mouth.

The opposite Lieutenant Ferguson did the same thing, and the result was that both of them were stunned.

When this white and delicate powder is put into your mouth, there is no other taste except the strong salty taste.

This is salt! Edible salt! And it's the top salt!

They are both officers of the Royal Army of the British Empire, so they can clearly identify the white powder.

It's just how could it be?

How can there be such salt in this world?

How can there be salt in this world without any miscellaneous flavor?

The most important thing is, how could this kind of salt, which is absolutely the best that two people have seen in their life, appear in the hands of two barbarians?

This kind of salt, not to mention the army, can hardly be seen on the dining tables of the great nobles. Maybe his Majesty the king of the British Empire can taste such exquisite salt

In order to make sure that this is salt, the two people tasted it again, and the result was sure that this small pile of white, crystal clear and delicate powder was salt, or the top salt they had never seen in their life!

What is salt? As an officer in the Royal Army of the British Empire, either major hank or Lieutenant Ferguson knows very well.

In this era, for the British Empire, this thing is no less precious than gold!

As early as hundreds of years ago in the middle ages, the salt bottles were placed at the top of the host's seat at the banquet of the upper class in England. Sitting at the top of the salt table, that is, sitting at the nearest place to the host, was highly respected by the host, which was equivalent to "honoring as the guest of honor". While sitting at the bottom of the table were some insignificant people and ordinary guests.

At that time, salt was a symbol of status.

Up to now, salt is still in great demand. In fact, in Britain in the 17th and 18th centuries, salt mainly came from foreign countries, mainly France, a hostile country. How to ensure the continuous supply of salt was a problem that worried the king of England.

At this time in Britain, every soldier got a large share of salt, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people. With salt, soldiers can carry fresh meat on the March. If necessary, they can preserve it for a long time. The energy and nutrition provided by meat ensure that soldiers have high combat effectiveness.

Four hundred years ago, the war between Britain and France lasted 116 years. One of the main reasons was salt!

It can be said that in this era of Britain, including the 13 colonies in the North American continent, people's greatest demand is not gold and gems, nor fur, or salt! This thing is second only to grain in short supply!

Even though Hank and Ferguson are both officers, the salt they distribute is mixed with bitterness, and the color is not pure. You can see that it is not a good thing.

But even so, no one is willing to give up the little salt allocated each month.

But what kind of salt it is!

This kind of salt, let alone being transported back to England, will cause a sensation even if it is taken to Jamestown. If there is enough of this salt and it is transported back to England, it will not be as simple as causing a sensation. Even the nobles will be robbed of their heads because of this salt.

Major Hank and lieutenant Ferguson looked at each other again and found the different look in each other's eyes