I'm not a wild eater

"Huh? There's a crack here on the top?"

Mu Qing turned the camera over, and could see that near the side of the bowl, there was a shallow, slanted crack.

"This should not appear until the end of the pottery firing, and the position is relatively high."

"If the crack was at the bottom, then I probably wouldn't have the bowl."

"It's been really good luck lately."

Chapter 97

Muqing put the pottery bowl on the table and looked at the pot and bowl he had burned.

He sighed deeply:

"Life, going smoothly makes people so boring."

[Life is really smooth and boring. 】

【Ok? ? ? ? ? 】

【Looking at Master Mu's expression, I knew he was going to say this, but his hand was a step slower. 】

【Hahahaha, Lord Mu is really smooth today, if you don't let him tease him, he will die of pain. 】

[This pot came at the right time, there just happened to be a lot of meat to cook. 】

Appreciating his masterpiece, Mu Qing removed the stone on one side and made a gap in the kiln.

Take out the useless bamboo slices, sweep out the plant ash inside, and pile them up in a small corner of the camp.

Then fence the kiln again.

"I didn't expect that after the pottery was fired in this thin-shell kiln, it could function again."

"I'm going to raise them a little bit, then fire the bottom and put the pork leg on top to roast."

"With a kiln, the fire will be more concentrated, the dehydration will be faster and save firewood."

As Mu Qing said, he walked to the other side of the forest.

Two trips back and forth brought back four or five big stones.

Put the big stones on the two ends of the circular shell kiln respectively.Then trim off a twig of wood and frame it on top.

"There are indeed no more stones here, and there is no way to raise the whole circle."

"This is the only way to increase the height of the two sections, and put the wood on top of the raised stones."

"With a little control of the fire, it won't burn my legs."

[No, no, it's a pig's leg. 】

[It's so funny, I often say things like this. 】

【Master Mu’s method is good. Cook it first, dry it, and then hang it up to dry. It should last for quite a long time. 】

[Such a small pork leg, I feel that it is cooked, so there is no further step. 】

[What about other meat? 】

After finishing it, Muqing lit a small bonfire to raise the temperature in the kiln.

Then he walked to the small river with the clay pot and bowl.

"I'll bring back the four pork legs and roast them first, then wash the bowls and pots and they'll be ready for use."

"Wait to fix the stove, and use the pot to start processing other meat."

"Suddenly there is so much meat, I don't know how to arrange it, what should be done first, and then what to do, hehe."

While talking, Mu Qing didn't pay attention to his hand, and almost dropped the freshly cooked bowl.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and came back immediately.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous."

"It's too floating today, I have to be steady, steady."

Mu Qing sighed, and carried the pot and bowl tightly to the stream.

Pulling off a group of dried weeds as a tool, Mu Qing carefully scrubbed them from the inside to the outside.

After the ashes that had stuck to them were washed off, the pots and bowls revealed their original colors.

Hei Qiuqiu's.

"Look at this color, low-key, atmospheric, very in line with my temperament."

"nice."

If it was in the store, Mu Qing would definitely not choose a bowl of this color.

But I worked so hard to burn it out. I really love it more and more, and I can't help but want to praise it.

Bring everything back to camp and the kiln is preheated.

Mu Qing tied the processed pork leg to the wood above it with vines.

He squatted down and looked through the gap.

The top of the flame is just enough to burn the pork. When the pork leg is roasted, the lower part will definitely not be edible.

"We can't waste food, we can only increase the process."

Muqing untied the pig's leg, and cut off the pig's trotter from the ankle.

Without the stuck pig's trotters, the smooth vines and smooth pig skin couldn't be tied at all.

Muqing picked out a piece of waste bamboo, and cut it into several bamboo nails.

Use the handle of a machete to drive bamboo nails into the meat, then tie two ropes made of vines and short-lived trees, and re-tie them to the wood for roasting.

Muqing made the kiln not very big, after hanging four pig legs, there was no more room to hang pig's trotters.

He bent down and looked at the edge of the kiln.

Muqing cut the four pig's trotters in half, cut them into eight and a half pieces, and put them in the gap between the stones.