Chapter 11: Clay Man (Please recommend and collect)



Chapter 11: Making People with Clay (Please recommend and collect)

Humans are always easy to satisfy. After a day of labor, although they are tired, hard, and full of danger, when they gather around the fire and enjoy delicious food, they are always so happy and satisfied in their hearts, and smiles hang on everyone's face.

Two beggar chickens wrapped in yellow mud, well, just treat them as chickens. Use a wooden stick to knock open the thick mud shell. The white and tender chicken is plump and juicy. There is no seasoning, just a little coarse salt on it. It is said that this is exchanged with other tribes and is very precious. Two turkey-like birds, three big snakes, more than a dozen roasted bird eggs wrapped in mud, and a fruit after the main meal, a delicious dinner.

The delicious chicken won everyone's praise. Think about it, eating barbecue every day, dry and greasy, who can stand it? I hope there can be more pottery, so that I can stew some soup.

The leisure time after dinner was not wasted. The newly peeled snake skin was torn into small strips by the women, and they followed Luo Chong's way to tie the children's hair. After tying their hair, the women began to weave baskets. After a day of experiments, it was proved that the backpacks were indeed very useful. Today, the number of people in the collection team was less, but the harvest was greater. The women's enthusiasm for weaving backpacks has obviously grown a lot.

The moon was in the middle of the sky, and two round moons, one large and one small, met in the sky, forming a strange silver ring. After just a moment, they left each other.

The tribesmen in the cave were all asleep, and Luo Chong was no exception. He was tired after a busy day. After all, his body was only that of a ten-year-old child, but the most important thing was that he lacked salt. His body naturally couldn't bear too much work.

The autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, and the sun slowly rose from the horizon. The warm sunlight scorched the dew covering the earth, and the white morning mist evaporated in the air, just like Luo Chong's previous dream.

Luo Chong had already gotten up at this time. Last night, he did not sleep with the adults, but continued to sleep in the haystack with the two little kids in his arms. It was actually quite comfortable to hold the little meatballs, as long as they didn't wet the bed.

The women's backpacks were all finished, and they even exceeded the goal of one for each person. So the children were all given animal skins last night. Even though they didn't get a set of clothes for each person, it was enough for the children to squeeze together and

use as a blanket at night. After leaving the cave, they first practiced a set of military boxing. Physical training was omitted. They really couldn't survive without salt. The elder said that other tribes had salt, so they would see if they could exchange some with pottery

. After a set of boxing, the sun had climbed completely above the horizon, and the fog had dissipated. The tribesmen also walked out of the safe cave to welcome a new day of work, and Luo Chong went to check the results of the pottery kiln.

The cripple immediately pulled the elders over and babbled something to the elders. He looked very nervous, and Luo Chong was actually quite nervous too.

It must succeed, my broth, my plan to exchange for salt.

Mumbling to himself, Luo Chong touched the outer wall of the kiln. After a night of natural cooling, the outer wall of the pottery kiln was still warm, indicating that the thermal insulation performance of this kiln was still good. Luo Chong's confidence increased a little.

In the puzzled onlookers, Luo Chong lifted the earthen cover on the top of the kiln with the mood of cracking a golden egg, and put his head up to take a look.

Wow. Haha, brother, are you here to get a room?

I saw two big snakes with black backgrounds and money patterns, entangled with each other in the kiln. They came to get a room

while it was hot. If you break my pottery while you are having sex, you will be dead.

At this time, the cripple who was watching took action and picked up the snake with his crutch that he never left. As soon as it fell outside, it was killed by Du Er and Shitou.

Luo Chong then carefully observed the situation in the kiln. The temperature seemed to be too high. The surface of the pottery had already shown signs of melting, but it was not too serious.

Because it had not come into direct contact with firewood, the bowl was a bright earthy red. The high temperature caused the surface of the bowl to melt a little, but it was unexpectedly smooth, as if it was glazed and reflected a faint light in the morning light.

The lame man snatched the bowl, whimpering with excitement, stroking it up and down, as excited as a modern man playing with a piece of top-quality jade.

He threw away the crutches that he never left, pushed away the crowd, and stumbled all the way back to the cave. His agile posture made people suspect that his lameness was all fake. Within ten seconds, he was seen running back with a bowl of water, happily showing this beautiful container that could hold water to his tribe.

The tribesmen passed the pottery around, and the lame man ran over to watch Luo Chong continue to take it out. He remembered that he had put more than one in yesterday.

One by one, the earthen red pottery came out of the kiln, which shocked and excited the tribesmen.

The four clay pots and four small water jars were perfect because they were thicker, and there was not a single crack on the smooth surface. It was very successful. Two of the four pot lids were cracked, probably because the thickness was not uniform, so they broke when the temperature dropped. Only two of the eight spoons were finished, and the rest were burned and stuck to the pottery bowls. Only 12 of the more than 20 pottery bowls were not affected.

This yield rate is still relatively high. As long as the calcination time is slightly shortened next time, there should be more finished products.

Beast Fang and Strong Hand were the fastest. Each of them ran to the river with a jar in his arms, and soon they brought back two jars of water.

Although the elder was excited, he was still able to remain calm. He gestured and asked Luo Chong how this was done. Before Luo Chong could answer, the two friends who helped yesterday rushed to explain that this was made of clay.

What Luo Chong was most concerned about was whether he could exchange it for salt. Luo Chong expressed this question to the elders, and the elders actually looked at Luo Chong with an expression of looking at a prodigal son.

He pointed at the pottery of all sizes, and at the adults and children in the tribe, and told Luo Chong in a distressed dialect how valuable this thing was, which shocked Luo Chong directly.

A small water tank can be exchanged for two adult women, or an adult man; a casserole can be exchanged for an adult woman, or two boys who are about to become adults; a bowl can be exchanged for a boy who is about to become an adult, or two girls; even a spoon, well, the elders don’t know what the spoon is used for, but at this price, it can probably be exchanged for a little kid.

Damn, this is simply making people out of mud, catching up with Nuwa.

All living things live near water, and humans are of course no exception, but there are very few containers for water. It is common to grind a stone basin for a lifetime. In order to obtain more containers, some tribes will not hesitate to exchange population.

What's the point of having a population? It's a waste of food. If anyone thinks so, he's a moron.

Increasing the population not only consumes food, but also increases the amount of food obtained, and also increases the fighting power of the tribe, which can gain greater bargaining chips in the harsh competition for survival. These benefits are the most intuitive. The invisible ones include the incorporation of fresh blood, which can at least reduce the probability of the birth of children like Liuzhi.

How can we not change such a good thing? Anyway, there are many fish this year, and the cave is big enough. Luo Chong can afford to support a few more people. Change, must change, Luo Chong immediately assigned the trading task.

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Qingshu observed the celestial phenomena last night and accidentally discovered that the lucky star was born. Qingshu guessed that the book friend with the most votes and the best comments must be the lucky star... Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway\(////)\

(End of this chapter)

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