Chapter 40 Lime
There were little birds that would peck at people in the tribe. After Wu Jiong received the news, he led Dejiang and the others to clean up a batch of them.
Soon, the tribe was cleaned up, and it was okay for the cubs to play outside.
Jian Mo breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the news that the little birds had been almost cleaned up.
He always felt that there were particularly reliable beastmen like Wu Jiong in the tribe, so the young beastmen were particularly unreliable.
It must be said that most of the people in the tribe have simple personalities and simple hearts. More than half of them have particularly good personalities because Wu Jiong and the others were supporting them in the front, and everyone had little pressure to survive. After Wu Jiong
and the others cleaned up the little birds, Jian Mo took the opportunity to mention the benefits of eating cooked food, especially emphasizing that children should try not to eat raw food.
Ban Ming and the others felt wronged: "Brother Jian Mo, we don't eat raw meat often."
Jian Mo looked over.
Ban Ming: "Really, if you don't believe me, ask Ah Hu, Ah Hu doesn't lie very often."
Ah Hu was the beastman whose house collapsed and whose buttocks were stabbed and had to come to Jian Mo for treatment.
Seeing Jian Mo looking at him, Ah Hu nodded seriously: "We only slice raw meat into strips and mix it with salt when we are tired of eating cooked food."
Ban Ming: "Really, Brother Jian Mo, you see, the weather is so cold, the meat has frozen into ice cubes, and it's not easy for us to eat it raw."
Jian Mo: "I know, you just try not to eat it in the future."
Everyone patted their chests and promised that they would not eat it if they could.
Xilu's future partner Xuanyin asked: "Brother Jianmo, does your tribe not eat raw meat at all?"
This...
Jianmo couldn't lie: "Actually, we do eat it, but we eat less. Before eating meat, there will be special people to check. Most people who have the habit of eating raw meat will also take medicine to avoid parasites." Jianmo
emphasized the harm of parasites, and the beastmen said that they would also be very careful when eating meat, and would definitely not eat meat with worms.
Ban Ming: "We have sharp eyes!"
Wu Jiong and his team exchanged metal utensils this time, and the other tribe was also very interested in their pottery and glass.
So the two tribes decided to speed up the production of what the other wanted, and then exchange a batch after a while.
Jian Mo was curious about this: "Which tribe forged the metal tools? It doesn't sound like the tribe I know?"
Wu Jiong: "There is a tribe to the west of the Xiongying tribe, called the Jintuo tribe. They don't have much metal in their hands. If they didn't really like our pottery and glass, they probably wouldn't have exchanged them this time."
Jian Mo had never even been to the Xiongying tribe, let alone the tribe to the west of it. Hearing this, he said: "You must have walked a very long way this time. Are you tired?"
Wu Jiong's eyes were very gentle: "Fortunately, we are used to it."
Since they were going to exchange metal tools, the idle people in the tribe became busy again and sat on the open space of the tribe to start making pottery blanks.
The tribe is located in a mountain nest. Compared with the outside, it is already sheltered from the wind.
After the sun comes out outside, it is not cold to sit on the open space to make pottery.
If there is no sunshine outside and the wind blows, people can't stand it. Not only is it cold, but the hands are also prone to cracking due to long-term contact with the clay, friction, loss of oil and water.
This is the first time that Jian Mo has cracked his hands due to freezing in winter.
He didn't have any particularly good solutions, so he could only use animal oil to make hand oil. When everyone was making pottery, if it was too dry, they would apply it.
As for whether applying extra animal oil would affect the quality and yield of the pottery, Jian Mo didn't care.
Anyway, it's a primitive society, so don't pursue industrial standards.
It doesn't matter if the pottery is not made well, but your health is more important.
Some people worked overtime in the open space to make pottery, while others went out to collect alkali, cut trees, and burn charcoal.
This time when they went out, they also changed to metal axes.
Although it is only a copper alloy axe, it is much more efficient in chopping wood than the stone axes used before.
Especially for the strong beastmen, three axes are enough to chop down a hardwood tree. Before, they needed at least ten axes and often broke the axes.
Now that they have a good axe, everyone feels very comfortable with it. Not to mention the need to burn charcoal, even if they have nothing to do, they can't wait to run to the woods to swing an axe.
Jian Mo was a little worried because everyone had been chopping down a lot of trees recently.
Wu Jiong arranged for everyone to go up the mountain to plant trees. Some of the tree seeds were collected by themselves, and some were exchanged from other tribes. There were tens of thousands of tree seeds planted. Even if the germination rate was only one-third, it was still considerable.
Jian Mo was slightly relieved to see that there was no possibility of the mountain becoming bald in a short time.
For a Chinese who has studied for more than ten years, planting trees and protecting the environment are things that he remembers too well.
They were busy day after day, first making pottery blanks, then applying glaze, and after the glaze was dried, they sent it to the kiln for firing.
Because firing glass requires a pottery box, Jian Mo got inspiration from this and simply equipped pottery with a pottery box.
He remembered that with a pottery box, the success rate of firing pottery would increase.
As for whether it was an illusion or not, we would have to wait until the kiln was opened today to see.
On every day when the kiln was opened, Jian Mo woke up very early, and so did the others in the tribe.
Everyone came out of their homes tacitly, gathered together, walked to the river, and prepared to open the kiln.
Pottery has always been made in the tribe, but Jian Mo hadn't opened the kiln with everyone for a long time. He was full of expectations.
Standing next to the kiln, he could still feel the heat radiating from the kiln: "I wonder how this batch of pottery is fired?"
The temperature requirements for firing glass and firing pottery are different, so they must be fired separately. This kiln is full of pottery.
Qingkuan stared at the pottery kiln: "It's not a big problem. Our pottery is well made, and we controlled the temperature well yesterday. The pottery inside must be good."
Jian Mo's eyes were full of expectations: "Then let's open the kiln now?"
Qingkuan: "Open it."
Jian Mo and Qingkuan broke off the first piece of clay that sealed the kiln together, and the smell of smoke came out.
It was a familiar smell.
Jian Mo sniffed and quickened his movements. The people around him also stretched out their hands, and everyone worked together to dig up the kiln clay, waiting for the kiln to be opened.
After the kiln clay was broken open, the smell of charcoal and soil inside became stronger.
Qing Kuang reached out to feel the temperature inside the kiln: "You can go in."
Everyone bent down and crawled into the kiln, carrying out pottery boxes one by one.
The pottery boxes they made were large and small, and each one was different.
From the appearance, these pottery boxes should have been fired thoroughly.
Jian Mo couldn't help but want to know the situation inside the pottery boxes. Seeing that there was already a pile of pottery boxes on the ground, he reached out and opened a few.
He opened a total of six pottery boxes, four of which had pottery intact, one had slight cracks, and the other was broken into several pieces.
Jian Mo silently calculated that the success rate of firing pottery in pottery boxes was quite good, much higher than the success rate of firing pottery in a pottery kiln together.
The quality of the pottery fired in this way is also good, and the glaze seems to be more uniform and bright.
Just when Jian Mo was thinking about it, Zhou Fu looked over and said, "It's fired beautifully! We fired blue pottery this time!"
This time they also used several glazes, and most of the pottery fired was brown, but one of the pottery cups had a light blue color.
Jian Mo took a look and remembered immediately, "This is the glaze made from the soil taken from the cave."
I don't know what compounds the soil in the cave contains, but it looks pretty good.
Zhou Fu picked up the pottery cup and observed it carefully: "It's really beautiful. Next time we make it, let's make a few more blue pottery, right?"
Jian Mo didn't have any objections: "Sure, let's try and see if we can make it next time."
Qing Kuang heard that blue pottery had been mined, walked out to take a look, and said: "I have never heard of any tribe that can make blue pottery. I should be able to exchange it for more things."
Jian Mo: "Exchange for metal?"
Qing Kuang smiled: "You are only thinking about metal now, right? Let's go and take a look together next time."
Jian Mo: "Okay, I will definitely go with you next time."
There were still many pottery boxes in the kiln that had not been moved out. They talked for a while and then went in to move them.
In order to allow air to ventilate, they also opened a hole in the top of the kiln. At this time, the morning light shone in, and the kiln was not too dark.
Jian Mo got used to the environment in the pottery kiln after going in and out several times.
As he was moving things, he found white powder under the stone pillars that supported the top of the kiln.
The powder looked familiar.
He stretched out his feet and rubbed it, and it felt very fine.
Qing Kuang brought a pottery box, and when he came in, he saw him rubbing the powder, and asked, "What are you doing?"
Jian Mo: "What is this? How can white powder be burned out?"
Qing Kuang followed the whole process, and when he heard it, he lowered his head and took a look: "The stones are burned."
Jian Mo felt something was wrong: "The stones are burned?"
Qing Kuang: "Yes, maybe the fire in the kiln is too strong, and the stones can't stand it. It happened the first two times. After burning, there were always stones that burned into powder, and we had to go to the river to pick up new stones to build the wall."
Jian Mo reached out and touched the stone pillar made of stones, and some of the stones were indeed burned into powder.
He looked at the changes in the stones, and his heart was pounding fast and anxious.
Jian Mo swallowed hard: "This powder seems to be--"
Qing Kuang: "What is it? Don't touch it with your hands, it will sting your hands."
Sting your hands?
Jian Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately put down the pottery box in his hand, bent down and swept the white powder into his fur coat, then ran out: "I'll go see what this is?!"
Everyone didn't understand what he was going to do, and they all made way.
There was a river next to him, Jian Mo ran to the river, squatted down, dug a hole with a stone, and then poured the white powder into it.
Qing Kuang followed him out.
Jian Mo ran to the river and was hitting the river surface with a stone.
Seeing that he was so excited that his face turned red, Qing Kuang took a stone and threw it at him: "You want water?"
Jian Mo: "Yes, I think I know what the white powder is!"
With a "bang", the surface of the river was broken and the stone sank to the bottom of the river.
Jian Mo took a look, rubbed it on his fur robe, wiped off the powder on his hands as much as possible, and then reached out to scoop up a handful of water.
Qing Kuang followed him and watched him walk to the pit with the white powder and pour the water in.
With a "sizzle", the powder and water came into contact with each other and bubbles appeared, and boiling steam was also emitted.
Qing Kuang was startled: "Why is this stone powder hot?"
Jian Mo: "It releases heat when it comes into contact with water!"
People all came to watch, and Jian Mo said happily: "This is lime!"
Jian Mo said to himself: "I actually forgot about lime. Calcium carbonate is heated to make lime. I don't even remember such basic knowledge."
People around him didn't know what he was mumbling. Ye Luo listened to a few words and asked: "What can this lime be used for?"
Jian Mo: "Disinfection!!!"
People around were confused.
Jian Mo himself is a veterinarian and has used slaked lime for disinfection. When he mentioned lime, his first reaction was to think of this.
He looked up and saw everyone's confused faces. He remembered that under normal circumstances, everyone would not have many opportunities to use slaked lime, so he smiled and said, "It can also be used to build houses."
Qingkuo: "How do you build with this powder? Add water to make mud, and then dry it into bricks?"
Jian Mo waved his hands and said, "No, no, no, lime is completely different from mud. Just add some water and sand to make lime mortar, which can be used to bond stones firmly."
Everyone didn't quite understand.
Jian Mo had no way to explain, so he just said, "Doesn't our stone house always leak? We used clay to repair it, but the clay is easy to fall off. Using this lime will have a different effect."
Qingkuo: "Really?"
Jian Mo: "Wait until I repair it and show it to everyone, and everyone will know. It's a good opportunity for me to try it first to see how much sand and water this lime should be mixed with, and how long it will take to dry?"
There was still lime in the kiln, but not much.
Jian Mo ran back home to get a basket, but he only collected half of it.
Everyone hurriedly opened the pottery, and then went to watch Jian Mo make lime mortar.
Jian Mo was also a half-baked person in this area, and he just knew the principle.
He asked everyone to help collect fine sand, and then added lime and water, and stirred it into mortar with a wooden stick.
When the lime and water were added, a large amount of heat energy was released, and everyone was a little scared.
Only Qingkuang and Yeluo, two braver orcs, dared to come over to help.
Jian Mo gave each of them a large wooden board, and asked them to use the board to lift up the lime mortar and apply it to the gaps in the stone wall.
If the clay in the stone wall was loose, the clay would be removed first and then the lime mortar would be applied.
When the orcs who were cutting down trees came back, Jian Mo had already plastered half of the wall with Qingkuang and Yeluo.
Jian Mo just remembered that he was so excited that he didn't tell Wu Jiong in advance.
Wu Jiong came over and said after understanding, "It's okay, keep on applying it."
Jian Mo breathed a sigh of relief and nodded happily, "This is lime mortar, which is much better than clay for applying on walls, and the color is also better than clay. After it's dry, I'll tell you in detail when you see the effect."
Wu Jiong took the wooden board from him, "I'll apply it."
Di Ya and another orc also took the wooden boards from Qing Kuang and Ye Luo respectively, and started to apply on the wall skillfully.
The experienced Asian orcs were directing on the side.
Lime mortar is much easier to apply on walls than mud. It's not easy to fall off after applying, and it's clean and white after applying, which looks very pleasing.
Because there was not much lime mortar, they only plastered one wall.
After plastering, Jian Mo took people into
the house to feel the effect of the mortar. The lime mortar plastered the wall was indeed more solid than the clay plastered wall. When they stood in the house, they could hardly feel the wind coming in through the gaps in the brick wall.
Qing Kuang put his hand on the wall: "There really is no wind."
Jian Mo: "Really? Lime is more sticky than clay. It is not easy to crack after drying, and it is not easy for wind to enter."
Qing Kuang: "It's a pity that the lime we harvested this time is too little. It would be better if there was more."
"It doesn't matter." Jian Mo said in a good mood, "We will observe for two days. If the lime mortar is really easy to use, we will burn another batch."
Qing Kuang asked: "Is this lime easy to burn?"
Jian Mo: "It is very easy to burn, much easier than burning pottery. You will know in two days."
Everyone looked at the newly applied lime, and their hearts were full of expectations.
It is not easy to build a house in the tribe. The stone is very strong, but the clay is not very good. It often needs to be repaired. When it rains heavily, the soil softens and the house collapses easily.
Since the establishment of the tribe, there have been at least a dozen cases of house collapses and injuries.
The most recent example is Ah Hu and his friends. If they hadn't slept in the beast shape, they would have suffered more than just a broken butt.
Jian Mo also thought of this and comforted everyone, "Houses built with lime mortar are much stronger than those built with clay. If the lime mortar works well in two days, we will burn more lime and repair everyone's houses."
No one objected.
Qing Kuang reached out and touched the stone wall: "Then we'll wait and see."
Jian Mo was not familiar with construction and thought it would take a few days for the lime to dry.
Unexpectedly, when he woke up the next day, Wu Jiong told him, "The lime mortar outside has dried."
"No way? It dried so quickly?" Jian Mo was stunned and immediately said, "I'll go out and take a look."
Jian Mo walked out and touched the lime mortar in the cracks of the stone.
The lime mortar had indeed dried up. It was so hard that it was difficult to pry open with hands.
The effect looked just like the mortar he had seen in the countryside when he was a child.
It was so easy to use!
"It seems to really work." Jian Mo's eyes were filled with surprise, and he said to Wu Jiong, "I'll go ask Qing Kuang and the others to come and have a look. If everyone thinks it's okay, we'll burn another batch of lime." Wu Jiong:
"I think
it's okay." Jian Mo: "I think it's okay too. This is such a surprise. If it weren't for the stone pillars in the kiln, I wouldn't have remembered this."
Wu Jiong: "Not necessarily. You might remember it when you renovate the house next spring."
Jian Mo asked "No, why do we have to repair the house next spring?"
Wu Jiong said, "There is a lot of rain in spring, and the clay will become soft easily, so we need to pay more attention."
Jian Mo raised his eyebrows, "Doesn't that mean that the lime has come at the right time?"
Wu Jiong nodded, "You are our lucky star."
Jian Mo smiled, and the expression on his face was very vivid, "I will go find them first and have a look."
In fact, there is no need to find them one by one, just shout in the open space, and everyone will come out when they hear the noise.
Jian Mo was embarrassed to shout, so Zhou floated out and shouted for him, asking everyone to go to the tribe leader's house to see the effect of the lime mortar.
Most of the people in the tribe had seen the lime mortar yesterday, and they were very curious about its effect.
Now they heard that it solidified so quickly, and almost everyone ran out to see it.
Everyone surrounded the cement-coated stone wall on the side of Wu Jiong's house and looked at it again and again.
Jian Mo glanced at Wu Jiong and saw that he had no intention of objecting, so he said: "If you are interested, you can try to pinch it. The lime mortar is very strong and it is not easy to break it."
Hong Qiu asked curiously: "What if it breaks?"
Jian Mo smiled: "If it breaks, just apply another layer of lime mortar. Lime is easy to burn anyway. You will know in two days."
Dejiang touched the cement mortar, picked up a small piece and held it up to his eyes, saying: "It's not dry yet. It will be stronger when it dries. "
Jian Mo: "Yes, after all, it's only been a day and a night, the moisture hasn't evaporated completely."
De Jiang nodded: "I think we can burn the lime first, it's much better to use lime to plaster the wall than clay."
Jian Mo: "It's mainly about safety. Didn't you say that there are more winds and rains in spring, and houses are prone to collapse? If we use lime mortar, it will be better, and it won't be so worrying for children to be alone at home."
The adult orcs and sub-beasts react quickly, and it's not easy for them to be seriously injured if the house really collapses.
Children are different. Jian Mo looked at the kittens, wolves and foxes in the crowd who could not transform yet, with worry in his eyes.
He always felt that the little guys were a little slow to react. If they got hurt, it would be bad.
Jian Mo's words touched the hearts of the parents.
Those who were still a little hesitant immediately said that they didn't need to make pottery and glass for the time being, and they had to burn the lime and repair the house.
Jian Mo said, "Then let's do it in the next two days. I'll see what kind of stones to collect and burn for lime."
As he said that, Jian Mo looked at Wu Jiong: "What do you think?"
Wu Jiong nodded: "Okay."
Everyone cheered.
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