World of Beasts: Green Snake, please pet it gently

Yu Fei added more firewood to the cave and turned around to see An Ran making something.

I came over curiously, and after looking at it for a long time, I didn't know what it was. There were many small holes poked with my little fingers on it. They were so dense that they couldn't contain anything at all.

"An Ran, what are you doing?"

An Ran didn't even raise his head, and poked the small hole seriously: "It's nothing, just doing a small experiment, I don't know if it will work."

Yu Fei: "I'll help you."

An Ran shook his head and said, "No, I can't do a few things. You just have to watch the fire in the cave. Don't let the temperature drop."

Yu Fei thought about it, the things in that kiln were more important now, so he got up and went to add a fire to the cave.

An Ran made a dozen large mud plates in one go and put them aside in the drying room to dry in the shade.

I counted the dried clay embryos left inside and found that there were not many, only a dozen clay embryo pots and bowls.

While it was still early, I simply sat aside and kneaded a lot of clay embryos. There was no turntable that could rotate at high speed, so I could only try to smooth it out bit by bit with my hands.

However, she touched several in a row and was not satisfied with them. They were all crooked and cracked.

Either it's thick here, or it's thin there, it's either a protrusion here, or a recess there.

On the contrary, I just don’t like it anywhere.

An Ran tried hard to recall the handicraft program she watched on TV. The entire program only talked about how to make pottery, but it didn't say at all how to make the turntable below!

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little annoyed and scratched her hair irritably.

That thing can move with a slight turn and maintain balance, so there should be an axis underneath.

Suddenly, something flashed through her mind.

He muttered to himself: "Axis?"

"Symmetry axis?"

"Bearing?"

Every time she said a word, a corresponding image appeared in her mind. When she mentioned bearings, her first picture turned out to be the bearings of car wheels.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he slapped his thigh fiercely: "Yes, the wheels of the car are connected by bearings, so they can rotate.

Then if you use a smooth wooden stick to connect the two wooden boards at both ends, wouldn't it be possible to rotate the wooden board just by gently turning it! ! "

An Ran stood up excitedly and laughed, "I know!"

Yu Fei heard her scream from the side and turned his head in confusion: "What's wrong with you, An Ran?"

An Ran patted the mud on his body and said with an excited smile: "I thought of a way to squeeze the mud embryos better!"

"Grandma Yufei, look here. I'll go find Uncle Yuhei and Grandma Zhulu."

After saying that, he ran away and rushed back to Grandma Zhulu's cave: "Grandma Zhulu, take the bone knife and backpack and follow me!"

Zhu Lu was sitting on the stone bench, thinking about what the lid of the basket looked like, when she heard An Ran's excited voice.

He immediately stood up, packed his things and carried them on his back: "What are we going to do?"

An Ran came out of the cave: "I'll go find Uncle Haguro and come with us."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Uncle Haguro coming back carrying a large basket of fish.

He immediately stood on tiptoes and shouted over there: "Uncle Haguro, do me a favor and come with me."

Haguro was carrying a large basket of fish: "Then wait a moment, I will carry this fish over to them, so that it won't stink for a while."

Soon the three of them went all the way to the nearby forest, selected a thick tree and cut it down.

An Ran picked up a stone and drew the required areas. Uncle Haguro was responsible for getting it off, while Grandma Zhulu was responsible for cutting it into the shape she wanted with the bone knife in her hand.

The three of them cooperated and soon made two wooden boards with two wooden boards on top. An Ran asked Uncle Haguro to hollow out one of the wooden boards, just enough to fit the wooden handle in Grandma Zhulu's hand.

The shape is simple, the most important thing is to smooth the burrs on it.

Grandma Zhulu took off her animal skin apron and rubbed and polished it on the wooden handle.

An Ran took it and put it in the middle. The size was very suitable. He turned it around with his hand. It was a bit dry and not very smooth.

"Let's go to the cave and polish it."

Yu Fei was lighting the fire by himself and almost dozed off. When he heard the footsteps, he turned around and saw the three of them coming.

"Why are you here?"

Granny Zhulu laughed and said, "Aren't you afraid that you will be lonely alone?"

An Ran: "You guys keep grinding, and I'll make some mud."

"it is good!"

Zhu Lu and Haguro immediately found a wooden pile nearby and sat down to polish it seriously.

Originally, there was some mud in the morning, so An Ran only added a little water. This time, it was a bit thin, and it was too dry and not easy to style.

But I have tried some dry mud before, but she hasn’t used it yet.

Soon, Zhu Lu and Haguro brought it over: "An Ran, how about you try it now?"

An Ran took the thing and turned it gently with his hand. The disk on it started to turn quickly and steadily.

The corners of his mouth raised and he smiled: "Very good, I'll give it a try now!"

I quickly found a flat place nearby, put the turntable on it, and fixed the bottom with two big rocks to prevent it from tipping over later.

First, he grabbed a handful of relatively thin mud from the side and placed it on it. He frowned slightly, thinking about the actions of those people on TV.

He raised his hand and pulled the turntable, and the mud on it started spinning together.

An Ran put his hand up and tried his best to control the mud with his ten fingers and pinch it into the desired shape.

Zhulu and Haguro squatted aside and watched carefully. Soon, the piece of mud turned into the shape of a small stone bowl.

The moment the turntable stopped, Zhu Lu exclaimed in surprise: "Oh my God, the things made by this thing are so smooth!"

Haguro also nodded excitedly: "Not only is it smooth, it's also very round."

"Just like...just like the moon in the sky is round!"

Hearing their praises, An Ran felt happy. It was the first time she could make it like this, and she was already very satisfied.

With a slight flick of his finger, the originally formed bowl collapsed instantly and turned into a puddle of mud again.

Zhu Lu looked at it with hot eyes: "Shall I try?"

An Ran nodded and made room: "Come and try."

Grandma Zhulu wiped her hands on her animal skin skirt, and then slowly put her hands up, every movement very slowly.

However, it seemed that every movement was just right, and within a short time, an open pottery bowl was produced.

An Ran looked on and was dumbfounded: "Grandma Zhulu, do you know how to do this?"

Even Haguro nodded deeply: "This is much more beautiful than An Ran's!"

An Ran, who had been demoted, didn't think this was a big deal. What he made could only be regarded as a spiritual resemblance. I'm afraid it would crack after drying over time.

It's completely different from Grandma Zhulu's in terms of thickness and symmetry.

Zhu Lu was a little embarrassed by the direct glances of the two people: "I just did too much manual work, I thought that's how it should be."

An Ran searched around but couldn't find anything suitable that could cut off the bowl.

I could only pull two long hairs from my head, carefully cut off the mud bowl, and carefully placed it on the drying table in the straw shed.

"Grandma Zhulu, make a few more, especially large pots and bowls."

"We give you and mud."

Yu Fei also came over and helped occasionally, but mostly he took care of his own cave dwelling.

Several people worked here until dark before going back. An Ran asked the people who fired the brick kiln last time to help light the fire.

After a busy day, she felt that her legs were almost no longer her own, they were so sore.

After finally dragging his body back, as soon as he entered the tribe, he heard the female's sharp argument.