Finally, the sun dried the three pottery pieces until they were very dry and hard.
Then we gently lifted them up and placed them in two large wicker baskets, specially made to prevent them from breaking. These baskets were woven by Qin Lan, from willow branches that I had traveled a long way to get.
I slowly placed the pottery into the basket, but left enough space between it and the basket, and then I stuffed these spaces with straw and wheat stalks.
In this way, the three pottery pieces will not be affected by moisture for the time being, so we can use them at any time without worrying about them being damaged.
In addition to the three large pottery vessels, we also made some small utensils, such as small round pots, plates, pitchers, small clay pots, etc. In short, our harvest was quite rich. In short, everything we made with our own hands was quite good, and because of the strong sunlight, the clay pots were particularly hard.
Of course, these clay pots alone are not our ultimate goal. These containers can only be used to hold things, not to hold liquids and burn them on the fire. My ultimate goal is to make cooking utensils.
I discovered this when I was using fire to make pottery. Although most of the pottery would burst apart after being burned by fire, the fragments were burned by fire to be as hard as stone and as red as brick. This discovery surprised me greatly.
Since raw pottery cannot be fired, we can use the semi-finished products that have been dried in the sun to fire.
I placed a large stone on the ground, and stacked wood around it, and I placed the pots on top, and made a large pile of coals under them, and then lit a fire around and on the top, and kept burning until the pots inside were red hot, taking great care not to crack them.
I watched as the pottery, once heated to a brilliant red, remained hot for another five or six hours. Later, I noticed that one of the pots, while still intact, had begun to melt. This was because the sand mixed in with the clay was being dissolved by the fire. If it continued to burn, it would become glass. So I gradually reduced the heat, and the red color of the pots gradually faded. The three of us took turns watching over the fire at night to prevent it from cooling too quickly.
By the next morning we had a perfectly fired cooker, not beautiful, but very hard.
These projects took us nearly four days, and we only had a few rotten fruits to fill our stomachs every day.
These fruits can't provide us with more calories. The three of us have been starving and have no strength left these days.
Now that I have cooking utensils, my next goal is to set my sights on the sea.
The cooking utensils allow us to prepare cooked food, but the current situation does not allow us to hunt small carnivores, so now we can only target the sea.
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