"Wu, drink hot water."

Han Cheng brought the bowl to Wu and spoke.

Wu looked at the bowl of water in Han Cheng's hand, feeling confused and a little confused as to why white steam was coming out of such good water.

But when his hand touched the bowl, he understood a little, because it was hot.

Wu took the bowl, but did not drink it immediately. Instead, he held it in his hand and looked at Han Cheng with some confusion.

Han Cheng knew that Wu wanted to understand the reason behind this.

Han Cheng was helpless. This old man was good in every way except for his habit of asking questions that were a bit weird. It would be better for them to do more and ask fewer questions.

Even though Han Cheng complained, he still patiently explained to the witch that he had genuine respect for this old primitive man who saved his life.

This respect is not only because of the life-saving grace, but also comes from the efforts made by the witch for the development of the tribe.

It is necessary to explain things clearly to the witch. On the one hand, it can resolve the witch's doubts and facilitate his record. On the other hand, the witch is needed to take the lead in promoting the system of drinking cooked water in the tribe.

Through the alternating use of Han Cheng's Chinese, tribal language and gestures, the witch finally understood the meaning of drinking boiled water.

He didn't understand why there were invisible bugs in the good water, and he couldn't understand what the Son of God said about the illness being caused by the bugs, but there was one thing he remembered clearly.

That is to put water on the fire, which can cook the little bugs to death. Drinking water without the bugs can reduce the risk of getting sick!

This alone is enough!

At that time, medical care did not exist at all, at least not in the Qingque tribe. If you got sick, there was only one way to survive - to fight it.

If you can get through it, you are lucky; if you can’t, you will die.

In this age where even a common cold can be fatal, it would be strange if Wu didn't take it seriously after hearing Han Cheng say that drinking such water regularly can reduce the possibility of getting sick!

There was one more thing the witch needed to record, which made him happy but also a little melancholy.

He originally thought that all the stone slabs in the cave would never be used up until his death. Who would have thought that not long after the Son of God arrived, these stone slabs would become insufficient. It seemed that he needed to ask the tribesmen to bring back some more.

In the afternoon, the eldest brother returned with the hunting team.

The harvest today was not too great. The food they hunted was only enough for one day. There was no extra food, which meant they would need to continue hunting tomorrow.

After dinner, Wu called the eldest senior brother over and repeated to him what Han Cheng had told him today.

Like a witch, after hearing that boiled water had such great effects, the eldest brother couldn't help but widen his eyes, and then immediately expressed his agreement to implement the system of drinking boiled water in the tribe.

The three blackened stones were placed back around the fire and arranged in a triangle. Water was added to the blackened pottery jar and placed on the stones to continue burning.

As time went by, the water in the jar began to steam...

People in the tribe watched this scene from near or far. Many of them may not understand Han Cheng's behavior before, but after hearing that drinking such water can reduce the risk of illness, they all took it seriously.

There are too few jars and pots now, so it is inconvenient to use them to boil water. Once the next kiln comes out, we will be able to use them.

The two old primitive men in charge of looking after the fire had one more job to do, which was to boil water.

There is nothing special about boiling water. After Han Cheng demonstrated it twice, they memorized the process and knew when the water was boiled.

All boiled water is poured into a large vat where cold water is poured out, so that when people drink it, they won’t think it’s too hot and inconvenient.

The task of fetching water was given to a not very strong female primitive, who was the spouse of the second senior brother.

Because of her weak body, she usually did not go out hunting with the hunting team, but stayed in the tribe with several other weak female primitive people who were pregnant or breastfeeding, collecting fuel and spearing fish in the river.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the pottery in the second kiln had been fired for three days. This day was still like the first time the kiln was opened, with many people watching.

However, Han Cheng was no longer as anxious as last time. Instead, he kept feeling and checking the temperature inside by touching the mud outside the dried mud kiln and looking through the small ventilation holes.

He waited patiently from morning to afternoon until the mud on the outer layer of the kiln felt a little cool, and then he began to knock on the kiln.

A hole was smashed in the mud kiln, and hot air came out of it, but it was not suffocating.

Han Cheng's heart was slightly in suspense, and he listened attentively to the noise inside, fearing that there would be a 'crack' sound of broken pottery.

He waited quietly for a while, but no sound came out. A smile appeared on Han Cheng's face. He quickened his movements, and soon the entire mud kiln was knocked open, revealing the scene inside.

After more than three days of burning in the fire, all the original mud underwent a qualitative transformation. Not only did it become pottery, but most of it became a higher-level pottery.

There are lustrous glazes on many parts of their bodies!

In the afternoon sunlight, the black color glows.

Moreover, the yield rate was also very satisfactory. Only four out of fifty-three pieces were damaged, and the rest were all intact.

These include three jars of different sizes and five pots with "double ears".

After the pottery from this kiln came out, the "pottery shortage" in the cave was greatly supplemented!

The witch and some other people touched the pottery that was black and shiny under the sunlight, with excitement on their faces. Especially when they remembered that such beautiful things would belong to their tribe, they were happy from the bottom of their hearts.

After the initial excitement, everyone washed the precious pottery in the river and began to transport it to the cave. Everyone was very careful and gentle in handling it, for fear of breaking the precious things.

Tonight's dinner is particularly sumptuous.

Well, this abundance does not only refer to a wide variety of food, but also a sufficient amount of food, enough for everyone to eat their fill.

The food tonight is indeed much richer, and a big part of the reason for this is that Han Cheng put a large pot on the fire, put the meat in it, and then added water to cook a large pot of broth!

Those who have eaten barbecue all their lives now not only eat boiled meat but also drink rich broth with oil floating on it. This is a very rich experience for them.

Although the food prepared in this way is delicious, there is one regrettable thing: if you don’t finish drinking the soup in the jar, you won’t be able to get the meat underneath.

However, when the clever and wise Son of God deliberately baked several bowls with symmetrical small holes on the edges, and then found a washed branch that was as thick as a finger and more than one meter long, passed a rope through the small holes, and tied the branch and the bowls with holes together, the problem was perfectly solved.

The son of God called this thing that can directly scoop out the meat at the bottom of the tank and eat it a "soup spoon"