The Black Feather Tribe guards the 'Treasure House' and will naturally not teach it to other tribes. However, even though they were not able to learn from their masters, Shitou also saw some knowledge.
As soon as the two communicated, Song Xuan roughly sorted out his thoughts. Without saying a word, he took Shi Yan, lifted the stone, and went out to get busy.
The wound from the stone was not big and has healed in the past few days, but the injured bone still needs time to grow back.
In order to reduce his guilt, Song Xuan specially built a stretcher. It was made of pure wood and had four small legs. After it was carried out, the stone could lie on the stomach or sit up. Although he could not move, he could do some handicrafts. It's still possible to live.
Song Xuan knew that kaolin was needed to make porcelain, which is also a relatively famous soil. As for what kind of soil was needed to make pottery, Song Xuan was not sure.
Now I can only place my hope on a fleeting glance at the stone.
The easiest place to dig around the tribe is naturally by the river. The soil here is relatively soft and water is easily accessible, so digging is naturally easier.
The two picked up the wooden shovels in the tribe, picked a soft spot, and started to move. The soil around the river was fairly fertile, at least the surface layer was full of fertile black soil.
While digging, Song Xuan thought about farming again, and secretly corrected himself in his mind. He could only blame these damn genes.
Underneath the black soil layer was some red clay and loess. Not only was it of poor quality, it was also very difficult to dig. Song Xuan guessed that pottery could not be made from it, so he dug out a piece and threw it to a stone not far away. The stone also shook its head:
"The divine envoy seems to be different from this one..."
Song Xuan moved to several places in succession, but could not find the clay in the stone memory. At the same time, he was also searching for the only memory about pottery.
Just like in many videos, it seems that I didn't have to work hard to find the soil. Most of them were excavated everywhere, and then I just added water and mixed it. Of course, the result was not perfect.
But then again, some of the pottery in the tribe is also very crude, and it is obvious that they are not made of any good stuff.
As for the stone, I can only listen to a general idea, and it seems to be what it is, but after all, I have not gone through the whole process personally, so it is not completely reliable.
Just when Song Xuan was thinking about it, he shoveled it down, only to find that the strength of the feedback was very different from before. The upper soil was very hard even if he poured some water on it, but he felt a little soft now, like Shoved into the mud.
Feeling that something was going on, Song Xuan signaled Shi Yan to continue digging. The hole had already been dug a bit deep due to Song Xuan's distraction. Shi Yan did not remind Song Xuan and kept digging hard.
After cleaning off the loess on the top, use your hands to pull out a piece of the soil below. The color is slightly yellowish-white, but it feels much more delicate. There are no big particles, and it feels sticky to yourself.
Picking up the clod of earth and running to the stone, he suppressed his excitement and asked:
"Do you think it's this?"
Shi Shi took the clay and looked at it carefully. After reading it, he scratched his head in embarrassment:
"Angel, it seems..."
"like?"
"perhaps……"
"perhaps?"
"That's it..."
Hearing Shitou's somewhat unconfident words, Song Xuan was also speechless. However, looking left and right, he saw that the clay in his hand was quite suitable, so he made a decision:
"Okay, that's it!"
However, even if he identified this piece of clay, he still had to experiment before he could draw a conclusion. Using the clod of clay in his hand and adding some river water, Song Xuan reluctantly kneaded it into the shape of a bowl.
Throw it under the tree and wait to dry before burning it. Although Song Xuan already has a general direction for digging a kiln, it is okay if he does not have it in the experimental stage now. It is just right to use the fire when cooking at night, which can be regarded as saving resources.
It is not difficult to dig an earth kiln. Combining the information about the stones and his only remaining memory of the museum, Song Xuan chose a horizontal cave kiln with a simple structure. This kind of kiln can be built on a hill, which greatly reduces the workload.
First, a hole of about one meter was dug at the top of the small earth bag, and then a combustion chamber was dug at the side and bottom of the hole. It was roughly the same as the previous wood stoves in the countryside, except that the position of the combustion chamber was lower.
Fortunately, the bone shovels in the tribe are strong enough. Otherwise, if they had to rely on sticks to dig, they would probably break off their hands.
Finally, a flue was dug to lead to the bottom of the kiln, and the main body was basically completed.
In order to make the pottery better, Song Xuan decided to strengthen it a little. He dug some relatively fine clay, picked out the large particles inside, mixed it until it was in a relatively thin state, and applied a layer on the kiln wall.
Naturally, the newly dug kiln cannot be put into use immediately. Song Xuan plans to burn it for a few days to make it completely solid.
………………
"God's Envoy! God's Envoy!...Did you succeed?"
As soon as Song Xuan finished washing, Shitou asked anxiously about the progress. In order to ensure the temperature, after cooking last night, Song Xuan continued to add some firewood, and there were still a few sparks flickering until midnight.
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, let's go take a look..."
Even though he said he was not in a hurry, Song Xuan felt a little uncertain in his heart.
Carefully pushing aside the ashes above, several bowl-shaped objects suddenly appeared in his eyes. He stretched out his hand to feel it up close. At this time, the temperature had completely dropped.
He gently picked up the two bowls, blew away the floating ash on them, and looked at them carefully. There was not much difference between the pottery bowls and before they were fired, but the color was slightly lighter.
However, it may be that the temperature was not suitable after being thrown directly into the fire. Both bowls had cracks to varying degrees. When I took out the rest, except for one which was perfect, the others had more or less problems.
But fortunately, this is not the most important thing. Song Xuan visually inspected the bowls and found that the bowls were pretty good. The feel was similar to his own bowl with a gap, and it was even more delicate to the touch.
Even after breaking it with a little force, it didn't break. Even the cracks were intact.
"Ding~!"
When the two bowls collide, the crisp sound proves that the quality is quite good.
Only then did Song Xuan feel relieved. He happily returned to the cave with a few bowls in his arms, took out one and displayed it in front of everyone:
"Look, what does this bowl look like..."
Pottery bowls are always high-end goods in Tengshe. Even in the past, not everyone could use them. Seeing Song Xuan suddenly take out a perfect bowl, everyone became a little curious.
"Let me see, let me see..."
"Is this what the angel￥%￥ did yesterday?..."
Several pottery bowls caused a commotion in the cave.
Shitou, who was lying on the stretcher, was very excited. Since he couldn't move, he could only watch everyone making trouble.
