I am a primitive

Such an idea appeared in Hei Wa's mind, but was quickly thrown aside by him.

Today's Feng Gulu is big enough, and it takes a lot of effort to turn it. If it is bigger, it won't work.

After thinking back and forth like this for a while, Hei Wa scratched her head in distress.

After a while, he started to dismantle the built kiln.

It was dismantled, and after some rest, construction began again.

During the construction process, according to his years of experience in pan kilns and pan stoves, he tried his best to make the kiln pan as perfect as possible so that it can be fired better.

Can't find a new type of fuel called 'coal', and can't make a bigger and better wind gulu, so Heiwa can only work hard on the kiln and make a fuss.

When it was getting dark, Heiwa built a kiln again in the original position.

The material of the base kiln is a refractory brick made by mixing the quartz stone and other things that Miko said.

After resetting the kiln, Hei Wa couldn't wait to put firewood inside and ignite it.

After carefully observing the burning of the firewood, he took out the firewood from inside, then stretched out his hand to remove some of the mud that was stuck in some places inside the kiln, and put some on some places.

After doing this, continue to put in firewood to burn, and watch the burning situation, then withdraw the firewood from the kiln again, and repeat the previous thing.

After so many times, Hei Wa finally stopped, she was quite satisfied with this matter.

So he put some more firewood into it, let the firewood burn in the kiln, and he returned to the tribe with a few helpers...

Early the next morning, Hei Wa, together with a few people from the pottery workshop, took the clay embryos that had been made with kaolin before and put them in the re-plated kiln.

After burning and roasting the firewood that Heiwa put into the kiln before leaving yesterday, the inside of the newly installed kiln is already dry.

Put the pottery inside, seal the kiln, light the fire, add high-quality charcoal and start the fire.

The not-so-small Feng Gulu was also turned, sending gusts of wind into the kiln.

As they moved, the flames quickly burned.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Hei Wa felt that the flames this time were indeed bigger than before, which made him hope again, looking forward to getting something different from before after opening the kiln this time. Get the results you want...

When Hei Wa and the others started firing the kiln again, Shi Shi, as the next witch in the tribe, was also not idle.

In the morning, he taught the Chinese courses of the fifth grade and sixth grade students in the classroom, and took some free time to correct the homework done by these students with a red pen.

After lunch at noon, and after taking a short nap, Shi Shi put on his coat and went out with a small book and charcoal pencils.

As the next high-ranking member of the Wu and Qingque tribes, because of Bai Xuemei, Stone also owns a piece of Yuyi, which has become popular in the tribe this year.

However, unlike the people in the tribe who have feather clothes, the way Shishi wears feather clothes is particularly unique.

Others wear feather coats so that the feathers face inward and the fabric faces outward, so that the soft feathers are next to the clothes inside, making it extra warm to wear.

Shi Shi wants to do the opposite. He likes to wear his feather coat inside out, so that all the feathers sewn inside the clothes are exposed. Even if he knows that it is not very warm, he still enjoys it.

As a result, from a distance, the stone is completely covered by feathers, and it looks like a birdman...

But Shishi didn't care about these things, just dressed like this, it seemed to be like this, and at some point, he would suddenly be able to have the ability of a bird, as if he could fly into the sky.

Although I know that such a thing can't happen...

Shi Shi, wearing extremely cool clothes, left the tribe, walked eastward along the road for a while, then got off the main road, and walked down the small river along the left ridge.

After walking for a while, I came to a place not far from the retting pool.

All the hemp in the retting pond has been fished out, and even the water in it has been taken to the fields by the hardworking Qingque tribe to fertilize the fields.

The peeled hemp stalks are piled up on the nearby ground, and after a while, these hemp stalks will be collected by the Qingque tribe and used as firewood for burning.

Stone put the small book and charcoal on the grass, took a stick with a hook from not far away, and stuck it into the pool...

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A wooden stick with a hook is dipped into the water and catches the bamboo soaked in it.

With force on the stone arm, the bamboo soaked in it was pulled to the surface of the water.

The originally clear water became cloudy with this movement of the stone. At the same time, the smell sealed in the water also began to spread towards the surroundings and permeate the air.

Bamboo growing on the ground looks very beautiful, but after soaking in water for a period of time, it will become like retting hemp, which has a very strong taste.

But the stone doesn't care about the smell.

He can pick up manure in the field with the people in the tribe, clean up the pigsty, deer pen, sheep pen, etc., and he can hold the dung ladle with the iron head and treat the Yuanxi tribe who accidentally ate the Kaolin people. What kind of man? Haven't seen the big scene?To him, such a thing was nothing at all, just a drizzle.

After pulling the bamboo up to float a little, the stone squatted down and carefully watched the bamboo that had been soaked in the water before the god went south.

After being soaked in water for such a long time, the color of these bamboos has already changed, and they are no longer green like before.

The whole has become black and black, and there are some slippery rusts on the surface.

The stone watched carefully for a while, and stretched out a hand to pinch the bamboo. It was a little soft, and some things had rotted away. However, based on his previous experience in making paper, it was obvious that bamboo of this level could not be used. Paper.

Stone sighed. It seemed that it was impossible to use this raw material to produce the kind of paper suitable for writing that Shenzi said as early as possible, at least it was impossible to manufacture it a few years ago.

As the weather gets colder, these things will decay more and more slowly.

This kind of thing was not told to him by the Son of God, but he summed it up in these years of papermaking.

As for why it was like this, Stone couldn't figure it out.

Before Shenzi left the main tribe for Jinguan City, Stone once asked Shenzi why.

Miko said that this was because when the weather was hot, the water became hot, and the temperature was just right, which was very suitable for the growth of some invisible insects that Miko called bacteria.

It is precisely because of these small insects that are constantly gnawing, the things on the surface of the hemp skin soaked in the water slowly disappear, and the bamboo soaked in the water will slowly rot.

Such an answer made Shi Shi dare not drink water for a while, always feeling that if he took a sip, he would drink countless worms into his stomach.

This is not drinking water, but drinking bug soup!

Of course, this is not what he fears the most. What scares him the most is that these drunk worms will eat him like hemp husks.

Hard things like hemp skin and bamboo poles can't resist the nibbling of these little bugs, and he, who is far less hard than these things, can't resist the nibbling of these little bugs even more.

It wasn't until Shenzi said that it would be okay to drink boiled water, and the thirsty Stone finally died of thirst before being devoured by the imaginary bugs.

After that, after slowly learning more about these little bugs from Shenzi, Shishi finally let go of the fear and worry in his heart.