This soil was brought here when the trap was dug, and has been kept under the cave ever since.
When digging, Tu Ling noticed that this was not ordinary soil, but ceramic clay. She had used this thing to make cups when doing handicrafts before, but she only knew how to make it and didn't know the subsequent steps.
Maybe a kiln is needed, Tu Ling sighed. He had no idea how to build the kiln yet. He originally wanted to use the mud to make some ceramic bowls and spoons for eating, but the plan failed before it was even implemented.
But you can try it first. Tu Ling took some mud to the stream, added some water to the soil and mixed them together. When the cement was completely mixed, you can knead it.
Tu Ling pinched a palm-sized water cup and carved a flower on it.
Tu Ling carefully carried the clay cup back to the cave and placed it outside the cave, hoping that maybe it would be fine after being dried in the sun.
After putting it there, he pushed aside the vines at the entrance and walked in.
The plants in Lingji grow very fast. When Tu Ling first arrived, these vines only grew around the cave. But after a few days, they grew new branches and hung down at the entrance of the cave. Tu Ling thought it was quite poetic and didn't care about it.
"Have you finished editing it?"
Zi Ye said weakly: "Only half." The other two were at about the same level.
Fuxiang's is almost finished.
Looking at the three orcs, she clicked her tongue. She didn't believe that the original owner's camp was the worst camp and had nothing to do with them.
If I had known earlier, I would have stayed and been a free laborer.
Speak of the devil, and he appeared at the entrance of the cave carrying a wild boar.
(End of this chapter)
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