Reborn stone tools to farm

After the salt block completely melted, Tang Zheng took another bowl and poured the salt water into it, leaving a shallow layer of impurities, then took a clean bowl and poured water back and forth between the two bowls, This can quickly cool the water down, and after about five or six rounds of pouring, the water temperature is ready to drink.Tang Zheng held the back of Tan's head and fed him slowly, replenishing the large amount of sweat and blood he had just lost. Humans are made of water so as not to dehydrate.

Tan unconsciously swallowed the light salt water and basically passed out. His facial expression was still wrinkled in pain. Tang Zheng wiped the sweat off his face and sat on the ground casually.

"Twig, fetch some rope and my oil bowl."

"Uh-huh!"

Zhi ran fast with his short legs, and brought two things in a short while. The way he walked hurriedly and carefully held the bowl made Tang Zheng feel amused, and his nervousness eased a little.

Going to get two short wooden sticks, Tang Zheng rubbed the rope with meat oil to make it softer, so that the surface would not be so rough and frizzy, otherwise it would hurt if the wound was accidentally scratched.

Ask Zhang and the others to prop up their arms a little bit, put two wooden sticks on both sides of the wound, pass the rope under Tan's waist, and tighten it across the wooden sticks, so that the wound can be fixed without touching the wound. If you make a large movement, you won't open the wound.

"Okay, let's see Tan's luck." After washing his hands with the water in the bowl next to him, Tang Zheng raised his head and said to the nervous-looking clansmen.

The people around him breathed a sigh of relief, and gradually a smile of the rest of their lives crept up on their faces. To put it bluntly, no one would blame Tang Zheng even if Tan confessed. Of course it's best to be alive.

Under the command of the old grandmother, everyone gradually dispersed, but Tan was still lying there and did not dare to disturb him.

Someone set up a fire nearby to prevent him from catching cold again. Tang Zheng sat by the side and looked at the hideous wound on his waist. She had never heard of such a method before, so all she could think of now was Well, in the final analysis, everything is just her ignorance, these few days are the key, especially tonight must be a torment, if you survive it, you will probably see hope.

"What happened to you, Tan, that hurt you so much?" Tang Zheng came back to his senses after a while, and asked Zhang who was still guarding his younger brother.

"It's a hog." After a pause, Zhang still gritted his teeth, obviously still angry.

"hog?"

"Well, we met hogs in the woods, a lot of them, things in the arch, and then..."

Just by listening, Tang Zheng didn't realize what a hog was at the beginning, but gradually understood after Zhang's narration.

Hog is a pig, and its characters evolved from oracle bone inscriptions. It has a long history of domestication in China and can even be traced back to the early and middle Neolithic Age. It was domesticated quite well in the period of matrilineal clan communes. The barrow technology appeared in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and it was not adopted. The castrated pigs will have a strong fishy smell when they grow up. In the Tang Dynasty, they became an important source of income for the lower class. In the Ming Dynasty, they were slaughtered and nearly extinct due to the taboo of the emperor's surname, and they were renamed Huizhu.The wild boar in the ancient language should be called a pig, but it has not yet been distinguished in terms of vocabulary, and it can be regarded as a dramatic species.

Zhang and the others met a litter of wild boars this time, a group of piglets with one male and two females. They were probably anxious because they hadn't caught any prey in the past two days, but wild boars are not so easy to deal with. Wild boars that go crazy can kill even tigers. You should stay away, especially boars will only join the herd during the estrus period, which is when they are excited, and it is simply courting death to trouble them.

Tan's waist was scratched by its fangs during the fight, if he hadn't dodged quickly, his stomach would have been pierced.

"It's only seven people, you dare to mess with pigs! You've lived too long!" The old grandmother on the side was very angry when she heard it, and scolded her head and face. Some words Tang Zheng had never heard before. Understand, automatically converted into modern language.

Including Zhang, several men nearby were scolded with their heads down, and they all looked regretful, and they felt a little guilty when they looked at Tan who was lying down.

Under the angry reprimand of the old grandmother, Tang Zheng ran away silently. Whether Tan could survive was completely up to the sky and himself, and squatting beside him would not bring any magical effect, so he simply went to see how the pottery on the mountain was doing. It should be about the same time.

When he got to the shed, Shan was squatting on the ground staring at the kiln in a daze, Tang Zheng went up and patted him on the shoulder to startle him.

"Master!" Shan was so frightened that he sat down on the ground and got up with his hands on the ground: "Tan is alright?"

"I don't know, it will be fine if I can wake up after a few days." Tang Zheng took out a piece of dry firewood and stood on the tree stump next to the kiln to fiddle with the stone slabs: "The fire hasn't stopped, right?"

"No, it's always been big."

The temperature of the kiln was very high, Tang Zheng didn't dare to get too close, the heat flow from the gap between the stone slabs still made her squint.The kiln was burnt red, the red was dazzling, the pottery was burnt in a uniform color, and the situation inside the high-temperature forging air waves is not very real, but the time should be enough.

"There's no need to add more firewood, and don't move them, go do your own business." After pushing the top stone piece to the middle to cover the entire opening, Tang Zheng turned his head and said to the nervous-looking Shan next to him.

"Oh..."

Shan couldn't help being a little disappointed that he didn't get the answer he expected, and bounced back halfway when he was about to continue making billets.

"Master, there is no more mud."

"That's it." After thinking for a while, he went to the side and used the dry firewood in his hand to draw an area two meters long and one meter wide on the ground: "Dig a hole, waist high."

"What is this for, master?" The hoe was beside him, and he obediently started digging with the hoe across the mountain.

"Use it to step on the mud for you, get more at a time."

"okay!"

Shan was very interested in making pottery, and his hands worked very hard, but Tang Zheng began to feel sleepy because of the high tension just now. The sun above his head was warm on his body, and he fell asleep unconsciously leaning on the pillar.

This sleep was quite heavy, and the mountain woke her up at night when she was eating. The pit was dug according to her request, and a pile of soil was piled up next to it.

"Go and wash before eating." Tang Zheng looked at the mud monkey-like mountain with disgust.

"Oh, good."

Shan limped and walked very fast, and when he came back, he sat down next to Tang Zheng to eat, all wet, probably because of the loss of the laughter in the past, the meal was a bit dull.

It seems that the weather has started to get cold since the previous autumn rain. I always feel a little cold at night, and the animal skin on my body is not too soft. There is always wind coming in through the gaps, which makes people shudder or two uncontrollably.

Tang Zheng asked the men to move Tan to the side of her fire ditch. The six men carefully moved one of them and walked very slowly. It was almost necessary to move, especially the waist. Afraid the wound would open again.

It was warm and bright next to the fire ditch. With the help of the light, Tang Zheng began to clean Tan's wound again. The water was boiled and then let it cool down. It was a simple disinfection. There were lumps on the rotten meat. Tang Zheng simply cleaned it with a bamboo stick and disinfected it with water soaked in plant ash and filtered.

In the middle of the night, Tang Zheng, who was in a light sleep, was awakened by the sound of sex next to her. Tan had a fever, her whole body was hot, her lips were pale, her complexion was painful, and there was sweat on her forehead.

Hurry up to wake up the snoring mountain next to him and let him go to the river to fetch water, pull the animal hide from the drying rack, cut two pieces with a stone knife, soak in the water to cool down, and then rub Tan's body to cool down.

I fed the light salt water five or six times, poured it into two large bowls, and Tan's body temperature began to drop only when the moon was setting in the east, and fell into a deep sleep when the sky was getting brighter. Tang Zheng and Shan sat on the side and were tired. half dead.

The old grandmother was woken up by their movements in the middle of the night and said she wanted to help, but she was finally pushed and persuaded by Tang Zheng to go to sleep. In the morning, the two of them slept there and didn't want to wake them up, so they just put some food.

This sleep did not wake up until noon in a daze. Tang Zheng looked at Tan's condition and found that she was still a little feverish and breathing heavily, but it should be fine for the time being.

After eating the food given by the old grandmother, Tang Zheng went to see her chickens, and Zhi told her that she had helped feed them, so she simply handed over the feeding to Zhi, since she always forgot anyway, but don't worry Starve them to death.

After teasing the big rooster for a while, Shan also finished his breakfast, and the two of them went to the shed to start the kiln. After a busy day yesterday, they really didn't have time to take care of these bowls.

Under Shan's nervous gaze, Tang Zheng stood on the tree pier and removed the stone flakes on the top of the kiln. The unglazed pottery bowl was slightly darker than the original mud color, and it was not as smooth as porcelain in the hand. The frosted texture, the inadvertent collision between the bowls makes a crisp sound, which is unexpectedly pleasant to the ears.

One of the five pottery bowls was cracked, and two of them were slightly deformed. The others were all burnt well, because the walls of the bowls were relatively thick and held a lot of weight in the hand. When Tang Zheng took out the first bowl Shan's eyes lit up, and he carefully took the set of bowls she took out and neatly stacked them on the ground under his feet.

"Great, keep working hard in the future."

"Yes! Master!"

Shan was so excited that he was no longer shy. Tang Zheng also laughed when he saw him. After putting the bowl away, he took him to the stream to dig a lot of mud and threw it into the pit. Today, Shan stepped on it extraordinarily hard.

The days passed by really quickly, and the afternoon passed in a flash. The two of them made a lot of mud and piled it higher than Tang Zheng, but she felt that it was still not enough, like a bottomless pit.

On the way, Tang Zheng also went to see Tan's condition several times. His body temperature was basically normal, and he slept much more peacefully than before. The wound festered unavoidably. He let Zhi watch him all afternoon and there was nothing wrong with him. Wake up, unable to eat, hanging in salt water all the time is not a solution, these days it is really my fate.