A story tells about a senior villager who led other villagers carrying salt day and night to a town in order to trade barley as food for the winter. One night they camped in a wilderness with a starry sky above. The senior villager, obeying the tradition passed down from ancestry, took out three blocks of salt and threw them into the campfire, presumably to foretell the changes of weather in the mountains.
All eagerly awaited the old man’s “weather report”: if the salt in the fire produced crackling sound, they would have good