Using a ceramic basin to boil salt has too many limitations. Not only are the yellow and black ceramic plates too small to hold much seawater, but they also break very quickly.
Ma Yue's idea was similar to the rural life in his previous life. It was said that there were stoves made of mud. As long as it could withstand the fire, it could be used to boil salt, right? Of course, how could Ma Yue know whether the bottom of the mud could withstand the same fire as pottery?
What you need to boil salt is a large container of sea water, and the ceramic plate is really too small.
Once the large mud container can withstand fire, as for drainage, it is simple. Just make a hole on the bottom edge of the large mud container and make a wooden plug.
Ma Yue didn't expect such a large mud container to be very durable. At least, it was easy to build, which was definitely simpler than fired pottery, right?
These days, firing pottery on the ground is too troublesome. Not only is the success rate low, but it also wastes a lot of firewood. Ma Yue felt exhausted watching the yellow-skinned and black-skinned people firing pottery.
A large number of spare pottery basins had already been piled up in the open space outside the Hai Tribe's city walls, ensuring that the seawater salt boiling business would not be delayed. Huang Pi and Hei Pi should also research some new technologies. If it truly was a rotten tree that could not be carved... well, there was nothing that could be done. Ma Yue could hardly expect primitive people with limited brain capacity in this era to come up with anything innovative.
Poor yellow-skinned and black-skinned people, no one to serve them, they have to chop firewood themselves, and what is clay, just look around and try one by one. Ma Yue allowed them to research new technologies without having to participate in other chores, which was already a great treatment. Don't you see, everyone in the tribe is busier than the other.
Huangpi and Heipi also felt overwhelmed. If they didn't come up with something new, they would be eating for nothing, which was very shameful among primitive people. Moreover, Ma Yue set the food standard for Huangpi and Heipi at the fourth level, which was very high, making Huangpi and Heipi feel embarrassed.
Yellow-skinned and Black-skinned people were exploring new possibilities, their paths crossing ever further. They'd memorized the key word Ma Yue had mentioned: "clay." What kind of clay was considered clay? The soil around the Hai Tribe was basically the same; it probably wouldn't work.
In order to avoid wasting their food, Huangpi and Heipi went out to look for clay, and even found fruits to fill their stomachs...
Ma Yue would not always pay attention to the yellow and black pottery. Nowadays, pottery making is not the main business of the Hai tribe. The two priests, three leaders and even many tribal people did not notice that the yellow and black pottery had disappeared for a long time.
"Run away?" Ma Yue was depressed. Although there were many people in the Hai tribe involved in pottery making, there were more than just yellow-skinned and black-skinned people who could make pottery.
"I just found out about this. Someone nearby who sleeps with Huangpi and Heipi told me. It seems like it's been more than ten days, and Huangpi and Heipi haven't come back to sleep." said the high priest.
"No, probably out looking for something." Ma Yue still didn't believe it. People like Huangpi and Heipi had a strong belief in themselves, almost catching up with Cai and Niao, and they were considered high-level fans. How could he run away?
"Okay!" Anyway, there were only three people who ran away from the tribe in winter, so the two of Yellow Skin and Black Skin would not make a difference. After all, in the Sea Tribe, pottery making was not considered a top secret.
With the yellow and black skins gone, Ma Yue began to lose confidence. Could it be that the power of his faith was no longer effective? Every now and then, Ma Yue would go to the pottery making place.
Another month passed, and Huangpi and Heipi miraculously returned.
Is this right? How could my top fans betray me and leave?
"Spirit, we brought back some stones, maybe we can burn them into clay." Huangpi said.
"Yes, we have thought about it. Clay is not necessarily the same as soil. It may be the result of burning stones..." Hei Pi continued.
"These are the white stones we found over there, and these black stones are from over there..." Huangpi and Heipi had walked a long way over the past month, relying on fruit to fill their stomachs. It was truly a miracle that they hadn't encountered any powerful beasts and had made it back alive.
"Is this coal?" Ma Yue looked at the black stones in the black leather backpack, not quite sure. Ma Yue had never burned coal balls in his previous life, right?
"What is coal?" Huangpi and Heipi became interested. The charlatan had many new terms in his mouth, which were said to be the language taught by the sea god.
"I'm not sure. If it's coal, it burns at a higher temperature than wood. It is said that the higher the temperature of the fire used in pottery making, the better." Ma Yue only had a rough understanding of coal.
"God, look, what are these white stones in my backpack?"
"Is the stone white?" Ma Yue looked at it and saw that the color was of different shades. "I'm not sure. Smash it first and then try burning it."
"You must be hungry. Don't rush into the experiment. I have some dried meat on me. Eat it first." Ma Yue still cherishes his high-level fans, especially those who can come back after being away for such a long time.
Ma Yue did have some dried meat on him. How could he have two big pet dogs and one small pet dog without some dried meat feed?
Huangpi and Heipi were really rude. They had been out for more than a month and had been starving, but finally they had some meat to eat.
After eating the bacon jerky, they regained their spirits and began to work hard with the yellow-skinned and black-skinned people. They were just like primitive people, so real.
"You charlatan, this black stone can indeed burn, the temperature should be quite high." Hei Pi said excitedly.
It seems that it is really coal. When the temperature is high, it will always be useful for pottery making, right?
After struggling for a long time, Ma Yue lost his patience and went back to eat and sleep.
The next day, Ma Yue finally found that one of the white powders produced by burning the yellow and black skins seemed familiar.
White ash? Right?
Ma Yue had attended college after all, so he knew some basic common sense.
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