Regardless of whether the grass ashes are made of copper or other black iron or black copper, it is necessary to first burn pottery as a basic tool.
Dachun no longer thought about it, and enthusiastically dismantled the previous clay oven and began to improve it. He laid out newly fired clay rods as a grille, and then applied the second layer with wet mud. Then use clay to make something like the mouth of a teapot on the first layer, which is the opening for blowing air.
The design of the air blowing port made Dachun a little panicked. Is it so miserable without the tools and materials to make the bellows?
The two-story earthen stove was officially completed, and then we started making bowls.
Dachun's impression of bowl making is that there is a rotating turntable. The craftsman can turn the clay on the turntable to create a very awesome clay pot. Dachun had no tools, so he could only wrap a ball of mud and press it into a concave tool.
A total of four concave pots were made, and the shapes were not subject to rules. As long as two were successful, they would probably be able to make bowls and cook rice. It probably doesn't matter even if one survives.
Then put the four concave tools into the second floor, seal the entrance with wet mud, then start the work, stuff the first floor with straw and start burning again.
Soon, under high-temperature baking, the wet mud at the blowing port is dried and becomes hard, ready for blowing. In the spring, the mouth of the pot is tied with wet straw to prevent it from being scalded, and all kinds of strong gas and strange fires are started to blow fiercely. It felt like working hard in a dream, and it was becoming increasingly difficult to tell the difference between dreams and reality.
While he was sighing, the demon dragon asked curiously: "We are about to succeed, why are we sighing?"
Dachun smiled bitterly: "I can't tell the difference between the Qing Yuan Shen world and the physical world."
The demon dragon said: "A tadpole that has just grown legs comes to the shore from the water. For it, the world on the shore is very different from the world in the water, and its own shape is also very different from the previous one - what is illusion? What is it? Reality?"
Da Chun was stunned: "It's all reality!"
Then I suddenly realized that I was just complaining unintentionally. I actually understood these things, but he still explained it seriously. I still felt that reviewing the past and learning the new was very Zen and made progress!
Dachun really felt a little emotional: "Why didn't you say that before?"
"Road to Road, very Avenue."
Damn it! Keep it simple!
Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense, let's get to work with all our strength.
After half of the haystack was burned, Zhu Rong said: "Okay, it feels good. Let's wait for the furnace temperature to drop slowly. You can't turn on the furnace now, otherwise the sudden drop in furnace temperature will cause the pottery to explode."
Dachun was relieved and said: "I know, it's hard work, madam."
"I'm just a military commander fighting for you, you don't have to be so polite to me."
That's right, I still want to summon their general talisman in a place where no one is around, hey, how can I be polite? But—fuck! How could there be no one? Just on my own body, there are green dragons on the left and white tigers on the right looking at me...
Zhu Rong added: "In addition, the ash produced by burning this straw is very small. Be sure to pay attention to it and use the newly fired pottery to collect it and study it later."
Only then did Dachun pay attention! Yes, although the straw has a lot of moisture and less dry goods, after all, so much has been burned, and my earthen stove is actually not big. It feels like the straw ash does not take up any space at all! There is a way. Even if we can't transport rice back, we should be able to transport a few cans of grass ash, right?
The demon dragon said: "The smoke from this straw is far beyond the straw in the world. It should have turned into smoke and drifted away."
Zhu Rong also said: "I used Kunlun Fire Lotus to support the combustion, and it had to be burned too cleanly. If I switched to normal burning, the smoke should be bigger."
Dachun asked: "Are things in the Immortal Realm particularly easy to change their temper?"
The demon dragon said: "Of course. Pangu created the world, the turbid air sank and turned into the earth, and the light air rose and turned into the sky. The fairyland in these heavens has more of this so-called light air. Not to mention that this food is the sky or the condensation of spiritual energy. The land needs more energy."
Dachun felt at a loss: "Qi is also a thing, just like alcohol is the real bulk of wine. It would be a pity to burn it away like this -"
Damn it! Am I talking about distilled liquor? liquor?
Zhu Rong said: "When you solve the problem of eating, you can try to improve the stove. But I don't know how to do this. It depends on you."
Damn it! you will not? Then I won’t know it anymore!
etc! What should I improve? I’m not that smart. I can just burn a jar to make wine! There is a lot of rice here, which is perfect for making wine! Humans invented pottery to store fruits for the winter, so the fruits changed flavor, and the earliest fruit wine came out!
Dachun came to inspiration: "We can burn clay pots to make wine, and then seal the lids of the pots with mud. Even if the gas changes, the wine smell will remain trapped in the pot and will not escape!"
Zhu Rong said: "I can only make fruit wine, and the process is very simple. There is little rice in Nanzhong, so it is absolutely impossible to use rice to make wine. I don't know how to do this."
Wang Yi, General Fu, spoke: "I see a lot of brewing in the city's breweries, but the utensils here are far from enough. If there are only jars, you can only brew the simplest ones."
Will the general Fu know how to make wine? ! Is this a lot better than the original Guan Yinping general who could only stir up insects?
Dachun was overjoyed and said hurriedly: "It doesn't matter, we just do the simplest thing."
Wang Yi added: "I just saw it in person, and I didn't personally-"
Dachun was excited: "It doesn't matter, as long as we have seen it, we will study it together!"
Wang Yi said: "The first step is to put the rice in a jar, add water to boil, and then pour out the water to dry..."
Dachun nodded repeatedly when he heard this. This is the distiller's song. Then he distilled it continuously to collect the alcoholic aroma, which is the modern liquor. The middle few distillations are the best. But now there is no distiller under these conditions, so it can only be stuffed in jars like fruit wine. In fact, distilled liquor probably only appeared in the Song Dynasty, and the liquor of the Three Kingdoms was also turbid yellow water produced in stuffy pots.
In short, no matter how much I say it, I will still be short of the wine can.
In the great anticipation of spring, the stove finally slowly cooled down. Dachun, who couldn't wait for it, opened the mud seal with great excitement, and a fragrance that was much stronger than before hit his face! Then I saw four clay pots standing on the road.
No cracks, no pulling on the crotch, looks like shingles, first time success!
Dachun simply cannot describe his feelings of achievement. This is the beginning of civilization in the wonderland wilderness! Then just use the remaining heat of the stove to cook! In other words, boiling rice ears, anyway, the chaff is just bran, it is edible, but it doesn’t matter.
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