Song Xuan naturally did not ignore him. He picked up a bowl and walked to the stone:
"look!"
"The Divine Envoy...really...succeeded?"
Carefully stroking every part of the pottery bowl, Shitou asked Song Xuan excitedly.
Song Xuan smiled and nodded. The flaws were not concealed. The pottery was still made. At least it is not a problem for daily use. I believe it can be done better in the future.
As far as the current quality is concerned, it is almost the same as what is sold by the Black Feather Tribe.
Now that the pottery clay has been found, and looking at it, the fire requirements for making pottery are not as high as expected, Song Xuan feels that the earthen kiln he dug out by himself should be enough.
The earthen kiln will be ready for use after one more day of firing. Song Xuan thinks that he can make a batch of pottery blanks first. Anyway, it will take time to dry.
Shitou will most likely not be able to do heavy work in the future. Song Xuan is still confident in his medical skills. If he can take over, it is already the best result.
Therefore, he could just be responsible for burning the kiln. In addition, Song Xuan also hired two women from the collection team to help make some pottery embryos.
Simply kneading it with your hands is not fast. Song Xuan also knows the wheel-making pottery method, but it is too late to do it now. The wheel alone is enough for Song Xuan to study for a while. Fortunately, there is not much demand in the tribe now. , everyone can still keep busy.
Looking at the large and small pottery embryos in the yard, everyone couldn't help but take a look when they passed by.
The pottery bowls that were baked before have been distributed by everyone, and the one who grabbed it was naturally "laughing and haha". When eating, he couldn't help but show off. Of course, he would inevitably suffer a "beating" afterwards. .
The excavated earthen kilns were not big, and in order to prevent them from sticking to each other, a margin had to be left in the middle. Dozens of them could be fired at one time. Song Xuan did not dare to make a big fuss when he started firing for the first time, so he put in ten kilns step by step. several.
Naturally, the firepower was based on the strongest. It wasn't until it started to burn that Song Xuan realized that he seemed to have missed a bellows, and it was too tiring to blow the air manually.
After taking turns blowing for a whole day, several people seemed very depressed and lost the energy to speak:
"Sen Shi...swept %￥?..."
He didn't know much Mandarin to begin with, and now Song Xuan couldn't understand it even more, but he could probably understand what everyone meant, which was just to ask if the cooking was done.
The fire burned fiercely for most of the day, and Song Xuan estimated that it was almost done, but this time the pottery embryo was thicker. In order to avoid any mistakes, Song Xuan decided to leave it for one more night, and at the same time let the earthen kiln cool down naturally.
The next day.
Today is another late work day.
After finishing breakfast in Sanliang, everyone gathered around the earthen kiln. Several children who stretched out their hands to move the stone slabs were also driven away by Shi Yan on the side with small wooden sticks.
The child who was driven away did not give up and ran to Song Xuan again.
Song Xuan found that every time there was something new, he seemed to be unable to eat well.
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The stone slab covering the earthen kiln was not light. Several people worked together to lift it up. When the stone slab was moved away, the scene became chaotic again. Everyone stretched their necks to get a closer look.
Taking out the bowls one by one, blowing away the ashes, and looking at the basically flawless pottery bowls, Song Xuan couldn't help but sigh:
"It's better to bake it in a kiln!"
Song Xuan took out one, and the people around him quickly took it, feeling the texture of the new bowl. After everyone got it, they no longer wanted to hand it out.
Song Xuan also stretched out his hand for a long time and found that no one came to pick it up. He discovered this situation and had no choice but to smile helplessly and had to take it all out at once.
After mastering the method, it was still very fast to bake. In order to let everyone use the new bowl as soon as possible, Song Xuan led people to dig a new earthen kiln aside.
At the same time, large utensils were also arranged.
The two kilns were fired at full capacity, and it took only three days to bake more than a hundred bowls. There were only more than 60 people in the tribe, which was enough.
What is burning inside now is a newly made pottery pot. The cooking method for large utensils is still different from that for small bowls. Large ones are rolled into clay strips first, then plated one by one, and finally decorated.
In addition to the long production time, it also takes a lot of time to dry. This batch of pottery pots had been made two days ago, so another batch of pottery bowls had to be burned.
In just a few days, the tribe was already full of people. According to Shitou, even the Black Feather tribe was not so generous.
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After tightening the animal skin around his body, Song Xuan clearly felt that the temperature had dropped a lot in the past few days, and the river water had become colder. If the sun didn't come out, he couldn't go into the water.
Naturally, the fishing harvest has dropped sharply. Fortunately, after accumulating over the past few days, the number of fish in the tribe is already a very good number. In addition to a large number of dried fish, many of them are raised in the surrounding rivers and ditches. .
The small ditch was divided into dozens of sections by Teng She using fences. Each section is only two to three meters long and can hold dozens of kilograms of fish. Although the environment is slightly crowded, it does not affect the survival of the fish.
After the weather got cold, there were still fish showing their mouths to breathe, but now they are no longer visible.
In just ten days, the surrounding scenery has changed its color. Fortunately, the food is barely enough to eat, so there is no need to worry too much. At most, it is only one meal a day in winter, and you will definitely not die of hunger.
"Angel! We are back!"
A shout broke Song Xuan's thoughts, and the hunting team that went out returned with a full load. Although many people had some blood stains on their bodies, fortunately it was not serious, and everyone was alive and well.
The prey brought back were also different. There were several species that Song Xuan had never seen before. At first glance, they looked like the kind that would need to serve several years in prison.
But as soon as he put down the prey on his shoulders, Shi Meng quietly pulled Song Xuan to the corner, pointed to a person in the middle of the team and said:
"God's envoy, he is %￥...%..."
It turned out that after the hunting team went out this time, they encountered a group of hunting primitive people. After a simple confrontation between the two sides, Shi Meng gave full play to his wrestling ability and got to know the opponent.
After some exchanges, they discovered that they were a tribe that had escaped from the clutches of the Karasuba tribe very early. The tribe's name was Blackwater. They used to live next to a river. Unfortunately, Karasuba fell in love with their tribe. Forced by desperation, he went into exile like Soaring Snake.
Even after decades of development, the Blackwater Tribe has not been able to return to its peak state. There are only about thirty people in the tribe now. Fortunately, there are not many tribes around here, and there are no large-scale tribes exploiting them, so they are living a good life. good.
Sharing the same pain, the two hunting teams hit it off immediately, and the original fight became a mutual understanding. At Shi Meng's invitation, the other side also sent two leaders to visit, and they established a preliminary friendly relationship.
