Looking at the fifteen neatly arranged white pottery pieces in front of him, Heiwa was filled with disappointment.
After inspection, it was found that none of the fifteen bowls, basins, jars, cups and other items made of kaolin were qualified, all of them were white pottery.
Compared with the previous times, he spent a full day longer on the firing this time, but the result was still disappointing as always.
Compared with the white pottery fired before, there were no particularly obvious changes in these things that were fired for one more day.
The witch who was standing nearby saw Heiwa's expression, so he came over and patted him on the shoulder.
"Don't be sad. It doesn't matter if our tribe uses pottery. We still have a lot of time. You can just burn it slowly."
Wu said to Heiwa with a smile.
Ever since the deaths of Huo Yi and Huo Er, Wu naturally became the oldest person in the tribe.
Although Heiwa has grown up and has several children, in Wu's eyes he is still a young man.
After hearing what Wu said, Heiwa couldn't help but smile and nodded to Wu.
He just felt a little disappointed after seeing that the kaolin was fired into pottery again.
This kind of loss will not last too long, and he will muster up the energy to do it again.
After so many years, he may still lack other things, but he has no lack of this kind of tenacity.
If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have achieved what he has today.
When Wu heard Heiwa say this, he nodded with satisfaction, as if he was saying, "This young boy is teachable and I am very pleased."
After the kiln was opened, most of the people from the Qingque tribe who had witnessed the result here dispersed.
They have other things to do and can't stay here for long.
Although there are no crops to tend to at this time of year, there is still plenty of work to do.
Collect firewood to store fuel for the winter, spread the accumulated manure on the ground, and do some land reclamation and tillage to prepare for next year's spring plowing.
Farming life is like this. No matter whether it is busy or slack season, there is always endless work that needs people to do.
The women in the tribe were not idle either. Some were collecting food, some were pounding millet by the river, and others were making thin ropes from the peeled flax that had been washed and dried in the sun in preparation for weaving.
On the leeward side of the wall, there was a straw mat woven from millet stalks, on which were placed nitrated furs, some linen, needles and thread, knives, bronze thimbles, awls and other tools.
The skillful women in the tribe gathered here, sewing clothes, hats, shoes and socks stitch by stitch, in preparation for the coming cold weather.
Around them were some small movable cradles with tiny babies lying in them.
Some babies are sleeping soundly here, with the soft breathing points on their heads moving gently up and down with their breathing; some babies are playing here with their black eyes open, sucking their fingers.
The female primitive who previously belonged to the one-eyed tribe and was named Yu by Han Cheng and was holding a child, was also among those who were sewing clothes, hats and other things.
Although Yu has a physique that is no less than Zhuang and Ruhua's, and as strong as a man, she actually has a pair of dexterous hands.
Although she has not been a member of the Green Bird Tribe for a long time, she is already able to do these tasks well.
Not far from Yu, there was a small cradle. The little baby, whom she had refused to let go of and risked her life to protect, was now lying in it.
“Wow wow wow~”
The little girl who was sleeping soundly woke up from her sleep, lay there with her big eyes open and played by herself for a while. Before she saw her mother, she closed her eyes, opened her mouth without any teeth and started crying loudly, kicking her little legs.
The little guy's crying woke up several babies who were also sleeping, and then there was a burst of crying here.
Yu put down the awl and soft fur in his hand, stood up, picked up the crying little guy, then skillfully picked up his clothes and began to feed the child.
The other women who were doing needlework here also stood up and started doing similar things.
Looking at the little girl in his arms greedily eating the ready-made food, Yu's face was full of smiles.
Compared with before, the baby has grown a lot bigger and has gained some flesh on his body.
The growth rate is almost comparable to that of soybeans soaked in water.
While feeding the child, Yu turned her head and looked around. Looking at everything around her, the smile on her face became even more intense.
The quiet, comfortable and affluent life before her was something she had never dared to imagine before.
She didn't need to think too much, she knew that she really, really liked her current life.
Holding the child in her arms, she once again sighed at her good luck. If it hadn't been for that accident, she would never have encountered the tribe she has today and lived the life she has now!
After feeding the child, Yu put the baby back into the cradle, and she sat back in her original place to continue the unfinished work.
The baby was very well-behaved after eating. He lay there without crying or making a fuss, and played with his fingers.
While sewing clothes, she would look up at the little baby after a while, and the smile on her face never disappeared.
She is obsessed with this kind of life now and cherishes it very much. If anyone wants to destroy this kind of life and harm their Qingque tribe, she will fight to the death and will not hesitate to stab the pendant in her hand into the body of the person who wants to do so!
On an early winter afternoon when there was no snow yet, the sun shone down warmly and everything seemed so quiet and fascinating.
Of course, Heiwa, who was squatting beside the kiln with his head in his hands and staring at the kiln in a daze, could not feel this kind of tranquility.
At this moment, his mind was full of thoughts about how to fire things made of kaolin into the porcelain that the Son of God mentioned.
Previous experiments have shown that extending the firing time is ineffective. The wares fired in this way are still pottery, not the porcelain that the Son of God mentioned.
In other words, this method cannot increase the temperature mentioned by the Son of God.
The Son of God said that if the temperature in the kiln is not high enough, only white pottery can be fired with kaolin, but not white porcelain.
The Son of God had previously mentioned how to increase the temperature, but it was not very clear.
Shen Zi mentioned many ways to increase the temperature inside the kiln, one of which is to change the fuel used to burn the kiln.
Use fuel that has better combustion performance and can release more heat than firewood and charcoal to burn the kiln.
The Son of God also said that this fuel is a black stone that can burn.
However, their tribe did not have this magical black stone.
Even though he told everyone in the tribe about this and asked them to pay more attention to it, no trace of the black stone was found.
Apart from this black stone, the only thing left is how to make the fuel in the kiln burn more completely and release more heat.
When saying this, Shen Zi also used Feng Guru as an example.
The purpose of blowing air inside the kiln is to make the fuel in the kiln burn more completely.
When building the kiln, holes are left under the fire place for ventilation, which is actually to allow the firewood inside to burn more completely.
As for why the flames would grow larger and the fuel would burn more fully after the wind entered, Heiwa also asked at the time, but Heiwa did not quite understand the Son of God's answer.
'Air is made up of different gases, one of which is called oxygen. Oxygen can burn, so when you use a wind blower to blow air into the stove, the flame will burn vigorously.
Wind is moving air...'
Heiwa once again recalled the words that the Son of God had once said, which sounded very profound.
During this time, he did many things according to what the Son of God said. For example, in order to increase the temperature and make the fuel burn more completely, he created a stronger wind to blow air into the stove.
Just as the Son of God said, after changing to a bigger wind guru, the wind did increase and the flames burned even more fiercely.
But what is fired is still white pottery.
Heiwa, who believed in what the Son of God said, knew that it was not that the method the Son of God said was wrong, but that he was supplying too little air into the kiln, so the firewood was not burning fully and the temperature inside the kiln was not high enough.
Make the Wind Gulu bigger?
Such a thought came to Heiwa's mind, but he quickly put it aside.
The wind is strong enough nowadays, and it is very difficult to turn it. If it is stronger, it will be difficult to use.
After thinking about it back and forth for a long time, Heiwa scratched his head in distress.
After a while, he began to dismantle the kiln.
It was demolished, and after some rest, construction began again.
During the construction process, he used his many years of experience in building kilns and stoves to make the kiln as perfect as possible so that it could fire better.
Unable to find a new type of fuel called "coal" and unable to make a bigger and better wind guru, Heiwa could only work hard on the kiln.
When it was about to get dark, Heiwa built another kiln at the original location.
The material for building the kiln is refractory bricks made by mixing the quartz stone and other things mentioned by the Son of God.
After re-setting the kiln, Heiwa couldn't wait to put firewood into it and light it.
After carefully watching the burning of the firewood, he took the firewood out, then reached in and removed some of the mud from some places inside the kiln, and then put some more on some other places.
After doing all this, continue to put firewood into the fire and watch the burning situation, then take out the firewood in the kiln again and repeat the previous steps.
After this happened several times, Heiwa finally stopped and was quite satisfied with what happened.
So he put more firewood into the kiln and let it burn. Then he and a few helpers returned to the tribe...
The next morning, Heiwa and several people from the pottery workshop took the clay molds that had been made with kaolin and put them into the newly prepared kiln.
After the burning and roasting of the firewood that Heiwa put in before leaving yesterday, the newly built kiln has become dry.
After placing the pottery inside and sealing the kiln, light the fire, add high-quality charcoal and start burning.
The rather large wind guru was also turned on its feet, sending gusts of wind into the kiln.
As they moved, the flames quickly started burning.
Hei Wa didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the flame this time was indeed bigger than before, which rekindled his hope. He looked forward to getting something different from before after opening the kiln this time, and getting the result he wanted...
When Heiwa and his friends started firing the kiln again, Shitou, as the next witch in the tribe, was also not idle.
In the morning, he taught Chinese to fifth-grade and sixth-grade students in the classroom, and took some time to correct the students' homework with a red pen.
After lunch, Xiaoxiao took a short nap, then Shitou put on his coat, took his notebook and charcoal pencils and went out.
As the next witch and a high-ranking official in the Qingque tribe, Shitou also owns a piece of the feather robe that has become popular in the tribe this year because of Sister Baixue.
However, unlike the people in the tribe who have feather robes, Shitou’s way of wearing feather robes is particularly unique.
When other people wear feather coats, they let the feathers face inwards and the fabric face outwards. This way, the soft feathers are against the clothes inside, making it extra warm to wear.
Shitou chose to do the opposite. He liked to wear his feather coat inside out so that the feathers sewn inside the clothes were exposed outside. Even though he knew that it was not very warm to wear it this way, he still enjoyed doing it.
As a result, from a distance, Stone looked completely covered in feathers, a true birdman...
But Shitou didn't care about all that and just kept wearing it. It seemed that by wearing it like this, he suddenly gained the ability of a bird and could fly into the sky.
Although I know this is impossible...
Shitou, who was wearing extremely cool clothes, left the tribe, walked east along the road for a while, then turned off the main road and walked along the remaining ridge towards the downstream of the stream.
After walking for a while, we arrived at a place not far from the flax pond.
All the hemp in the retting pond has been fished out, and even the water in it has been carried to the fields by the hardworking people of the Qingque tribe to be used as fertilizer.
The ground nearby was piled with peeled hemp stalks. After a while, these stalks would be collected by the people of the Qingque tribe and used as firewood.
Shitou placed the small notebook and charcoal pencil on the grass, picked up a stick with a hook from not far away, and reached into the pool...