The heated melted beeswax is poured out.

After a while, the melted red-hot iron was once again poured in through the holes left in advance.

The sound of the small saw pulling the upper part of the mold also sounded.

The upper layer of mold was lifted and removed, and the iron pot was taken out with the help of tongs and a wet rag.

This time, everyone did not rejoice immediately. Instead, they focused their attention on the iron pot, looking at it carefully to see if there were any holes on it.

Even though there didn't seem to be any holes, these people were not as happy as before. Instead, they lifted up the iron pot which had cooled down a bit, and then looked up at the sky carefully to see if there was any light coming through.

After a careful inspection and confirmation that the iron pot did not have any holes and would not leak, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to the kitchen with the iron pot...

When these people arrived at the kitchen, the unfortunate big fat pig had already been shaved off. There was a man who was blowing air into the hole made by a sharp knife on the pig's foot, making the pig lying there puffy in preparation for disembowelment.

Seeing this scene, those who came with iron pots breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s not too late for us to arrive!

If the Son of God had killed all the pigs and cut up the pork, and was waiting for us to cook in the iron pot, but we still hadn't made the iron pot, it would be really shameful! It really made people feel extremely ashamed!

When Han Cheng saw these people coming with iron pots, a smile appeared on his face.

Then he took the pot with a diameter of 30 cm, looked it up and down in his hand, and the smile on his face became even bigger.

The iron pot in his hand is a little small, but it is indeed a pot. It has the familiar shape of a pot and is very complete, unlike the previous pots, which are full of holes of various sizes.

"Good! Well done!"

Han Cheng smiled and praised these people.

Then he added: "Today we can taste the taste of braised pork made in an iron pot!"

Then he changed the subject: "But this pot is too small and has too little food. The pig is too big to fit in one pot. Can you guys forge some more iron pots so that everyone in the tribe can taste the taste of cooking in an iron pot today?"

After hearing Han Cheng's words, the people who came with the iron pots were filled with joy on their faces, and a sense of heroism suddenly arose in their hearts. Even their backs straightened involuntarily.

Led by one person, these people immediately turned around and left, heading towards the iron smelting furnace.

He was vigorous and full of confidence, and felt particularly excited.

After arriving at the iron smelting furnace, these people acted separately and directly used four molds, including the mold that had cast the iron pot with many holes in it.

It's just that when using this model, someone made some improvements to it.

The improvement is that two holes are opened in two other places on the upper part of the mold with a small drill.

After opening these two holes, they began to pour molten iron into them.

This was done as an improvement to the situation that occurred during the previous casting.

In the Tieshan residential area, many things are cast with iron.

However, none of the things cast before were as big as this iron pot.

So some situations that had never been encountered before when casting iron tools occurred at this time.

However, faced with such a situation, after a little thought, the people present began to try to find ways to solve it.

The people here have indeed never used iron to cast such large iron tools, but don't forget that the Qingque tribe has copper mines, and the technology of copper casting was developed earlier than iron and is better than iron.

Although there are many differences between these two things, they still have many similarities.

So after encountering this situation, those who were present and had experience in bronze casting immediately thought of these things from the methods of bronze casting.

Similar problems can be solved in this way when casting bronze ware, so why can't we try to apply this method to the casting of iron ware?

In fact, this analogy to the general way of solving things is very desirable.

Because of this method, the iron pot made with the same mold this time no longer had holes like the previous one.

After this success, the people here followed suit and made some holes on the top of the molds with diameters of 60, 80, and 1 meter to allow air to escape from the molds...

There is already a simple stove in the open space outside the kitchen in Tieshan residential area.

On the simple stove was placed an iron pot.

Among them, two one-meter-long iron pots are the most conspicuous.

The flame was burning under the simple stove, and the water in the iron pot was steaming.

Seeing this scene, the people around couldn't help but feel happy and sigh with emotion.

This iron skillet is really fast!

The fire under the stove has only been burning for a short while, but it has already reached this level!

I just don’t know what it will be like when I use it to cook.

Coming back to the primitive age, after such a long time, Han Cheng finally got to use the iron pot. He was so cool at this time, holding a copper spoon in one hand and pressing the other hand lightly on the chopping board beside him. He looked particularly handsome.

My heart is filled with a relatively comfortable yet indescribable emotion.

After standing here and waiting for a while, I saw that the water in a pot had boiled, so I immediately put the prepared meat cut into small cubes into the pot to boil it.

Put a basin in it at one time.

When the raw meat was first blanched, the smell was not very pleasant, but Han Cheng didn't care at all.

After all, people should not be too pretentious, especially in primitive times.

After standing here and waiting for a while, Han Cheng saw that the food was almost cooked, so he used a colander to scoop out the small pieces of meat one by one.

As for the white foam and slightly reddish sludge on the meat, you don't need to pay attention to them because you will need to wash them with water later.

After taking the shrunk and changed-color meat out of the pot, Han Cheng did not scoop out the water and throw it away, but poured another pot of meat into the pot and continued blanching it.

After all, there were a lot of people present. How could a mere pot of braised pork possibly satisfy everyone in Tieshan residential area?

In fact, even if two bowls were not enough to satisfy everyone, it would still be enough to ensure that everyone could have something to eat.

The best ingredient for making braised pork is naturally pork belly, but there is a limited amount of pork belly on a pig, and it is impossible to cut so much, so Han Cheng found some fat with lean meat and cut it in.

The taste of this kind of meat is naturally not as good as pork belly, but it still tastes pretty good.

So Han Cheng used a lot of this kind of meat and cooked it together with the pork belly.

After blanching, the helpers washed the meat pieces, while Han Cheng scooped out the water that had soaked the meat from the pot and poured it out, then cleaned the pot two or three times with water.

Then I started cooking.

The iron pan heated up quickly, and Han Cheng put a little bit of oil into it. After it was heated, he used a spatula to scrape it back and forth a few times so that the bottom of the pan was lubricated with oil.

Then pour in a pot of washed braised pork and fry out some of the fat.

Looking at the pieces of meat making some squeaking sounds and oozing oil in the iron pan, Han Cheng felt so happy!

How many years has it been?

Now I finally saw this scene.

At this time, let alone eating the braised pork cooked in the iron pot, just looking at this scene made Han Cheng feel particularly happy and intoxicated. It was more comfortable than eating the braised pork...

The pleasant aroma of meat began to spread. When soy sauce, wine, ginger, and sugar were put into the pot and the fire under the pot continued to burn, the aroma became even stronger!

Many people couldn't help swallowing.

It was not known whether it was an illusion or the truth, or perhaps it was because of what Han Cheng had said before about the delicious iron pot dishes, many people present felt that the aroma alone smelled better than the braised pork that the tribe had made in the past...

Amid everyone's anticipation, the braised pork made by the Son of God, who rarely cooks nowadays, using the iron pan that is said to be very delicious, is finally served!

And what comes out of the pot is not just the braised pork.

Han Cheng, who had eaten too much stewed food and felt uncomfortable at the thought of cooking in an iron pan, now finally owns an iron pan and has become the legendary "pot owner".

I have been longing for an iron pan for a long time. Now that I suddenly got the iron pan, I couldn't control myself. I wanted to put everything I saw into the pan, add oil, and stir-fry it.

I can't control my hands at all!

That’s why, when the meal started, there were actually seven dishes!

Except for the braised pork, all the rest are stir-fried.

Not only the meat slices were stir-fried, but also the rapeseed that was dug out a few years later and then dehydrated and dried was soaked in water. Han Dashenzi, who was addicted to stir-frying everything, put it all into the pot and stir-fried it!

"Come on, come on, everyone, have a taste of this iron pot cooking. We have been busy for so long, and now it is finally time to eat. Everyone, hurry up and have a taste, and don't be polite."

Han Cheng, who had not drunk any alcohol yet, was as happy as if he had just drunk some wine during the Chinese New Year. He held his chopsticks and greeted everyone present with a smile.

Then, Chef Han, who had eaten a lot of food under the pretext of tasting the dishes not long ago, was the first to move his chopsticks, picked up a piece of stir-fried green vegetables and put it into his mouth.

The others had been smelling the fragrance of the food for such a long time, and had heard of the fame of iron pot cooking from the Son of God long before, so their appetite had already been aroused.

Hearing Han Cheng's greeting and seeing that Han Cheng, the Son of God, took the lead in picking up his chopsticks, they also started to pick up their chopsticks, and couldn't wait to pick up the particularly tempting dishes placed here and put them into their mouths.

When the dishes cooked in the iron pan were put into people's mouths, many people present couldn't help but light up their eyes and were filled with emotion!

What the Son of God said was absolutely right. The dishes cooked in an iron pan tasted very good, surpassing those I had eaten before!

For a moment, many people couldn't help but give thumbs up in praise!

As for why he just raised his thumbs up instead of speaking any words to praise, it was because by now, people in the tribe have long been accustomed to using actions like raising the thumbs up to express emotions such as admiration and praise.

Also, some people are not good at speaking and find it difficult to express the complex feelings in their hearts with words. In such a situation, it is quick and easy to just give a thumbs up silently.

Of course, another reason is that talking will inevitably affect the speed of eating and the taste of food.

It would be more comfortable to raise the left thumb.

In this way, those who give the thumbs up can express their admiration for the Son of God, the iron pan, and the dishes cooked in iron pans, while at the same time not affecting themselves and others who use their right hands to hold chopsticks and constantly pick up these exceptionally delicious dishes cooked in iron pans and put them into their mouths.

After such a long time, the people in the tribe have become experienced and well aware of how to quickly eat more food when eating with everyone.

When Han Cheng saw this scene, he couldn't help but laugh and feel helpless.

These guys in my tribe, it has been such a long time, but they still don’t pay attention when eating, they don’t have any appearance at all, and they all look like starving ghosts reincarnated.

One side of Han Dashenzi's cheek was bulged by the big chopsticks of stir-fried vegetables. He looked a little difficult to chew. He reached out and wiped the vegetable juice flowing from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. Looking at these people in his tribe, he couldn't help but complain in his heart...

Everyone present enjoyed the meal to their hearty delight. The iron pot and its cooking methods became famous in Tieshan residential area!

It's not that the people of the Qingque tribe have never seen the world, but cooking in an iron pan does have such a great charm. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so famous in the future and make Han Cheng obsessed with it...