I'm not a wild eater

"After two days in the sun and another two nights of blowing, it's finally ready."

"It's time to knead the pottery, I'm happy."

Chapter 81 The pottery class begins

From the large stones brought back yesterday, Muqing moved out the largest one, and put stones under it to make it look like a table.

When he found this stone, Mu Qing exclaimed that it was appropriate.

I made a special trip just to move this stone.

There were some crevices and sand on the stone, Muqing picked up another small stone, and slowly polished the surface of the big stone.

"The smaller the sand content in the clay, the higher the success rate of firing."

"The pottery clay will be placed on it to be beaten and kneaded later, which may bring out the fine sand in these gaps."

"It took me so many twists and turns to make a satisfactory clay, and I must not be defeated by these small details."

After grinding the one close to me, I rinsed it with water again.

"There are some small gaps inside that are quite deep, and it's not realistic to polish them all."

"I'm going to get some clay now, and get the sand out of it, or get the clay stuck in it."

I got up and squeezed a small ball of soil over, kneading and rolling back and forth on the surface of the stone.

[Pay attention to people. 】

【Master Mu looks exactly like me cleaning the gaps in the keyboard. 】

[Yes, yes, use that sticky thing. 】

【Master Mu is really a devil of details. 】

【I hope it will be successful. If it fails, let alone Mu Ye, my mentality will collapse. 】

After handling the big rocks carefully, Muqing moved back all the clay on the hillside.

The water in the long bamboo tube has started to bubble big.

Muqing took a look, put the mushrooms and a few diabolo tubes into a basket, and walked towards the stream with the basket in hand.

"When we knead the mud later, we need to adjust the amount of water. I'll fill it up and come back."

"I don't have much time to make food today. Wash the remaining shiitake mushrooms and cook them together in the soup to save a little time."

It has been three days since it rained, and the stream has become clear again. Muqing doesn't have to worry about the stream being mixed with sand.

Fill a few tubes of water and wash the mushrooms.

After finishing, Mu Qing stared at the bamboo basket in front of him.

He went forward and took out the bamboo basket and poured the cassava on the ground.

"The cassava has been soaked for several days. Look, these smaller ones have turned black."

"I'll take these little ones back and bake them, and I'll try one later."

"If it's okay, I'm eating the other two small ones tonight, and I'll try the big one tomorrow."

"Step by step, safety first."

Muqing put three large pieces of cassava back into the bamboo basket and soaked them in the creek.

The shiitake mushrooms are torn in half and put into the stock pot, and the cassava is placed on the edge of the fire.

Muqing moved a big rock and sat down, took half of the clay he brought back, and beat it into a big ball with his fists.

Then knead it like kneading dough, knead it a few times, Muqing added a little water into it, and continued the action just now.

"Kneading is very important in making clay pots."

"Not only can it become soft and hard, but the most important thing is to expel the air in the mud."

"This increases the density of the mud and makes it more malleable."

"If you don't knead it well, the air in the mud will expand when it's fired, which will eventually cause the pottery to burst."

【Oh, I got it. 】

[I know how to do this, knead the smooth surface and relax for another 10 minutes. 】

【Mu Ye's pottery class has started. 】

【Chew harder, hahahaha. 】

[It is good to keep this slate as a table, and the matching stools are available. 】

[It looks fun and soft. 】

After kneading a few times, Muqing added water once more while controlling the amount of water.

After continuing to knead evenly, turn the direction and start beating the mud ball in your hand.

After beating a few times, Muqing stopped, and tapped his arms on both sides with the bamboo he made earlier.

"Kneading the mud is still very labor-intensive, but fortunately I still have a tool to use."

After beating a few times, Mu Qing picked up the mud ball and continued beating on the stone slab.

After repeating for half an hour, it was considered that it hit a level that satisfied him.

I got up and put aside the bamboo pot that had been boiling for a while, and took out the cassava beside the fire.

Sit back to the original position, take out the other half of the mud and continue the previous action.

Kneading and falling, it took another half an hour.

Even a little bit of mud from between the nails was pulled out and stuck to a large lump of clay.

Mu Qing picked up the bamboo knocker on the side, beat his sore arm and got up.

"I haven't polished my nails for a few days, and the gaps between the nails can hide mud."

"I will smooth it out with a stone later, and then knead the pottery."

"I need to eat something now, I'm so hungry."