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Curing meat requires a long wait and requires no help.

After demonstrating this simple step to the leader He Yan, he had to wait for three days before air-drying. Naturally, Wu Luo didn't intend to soak himself in salt until he was dehydrated, so he walked away quickly.

There is no big event to celebrate tonight. After all, the men who were seriously injured all took the medicine and slept in Uro's bed. I don't know if it was because they were too tired or because the medicine might contain sleeping ingredients.Uro also hoped that they would sleep more, the injured and the sick really need a long rest.

And the children are still pestering the two young men to tell the details of the hunting process. Although the cave is not that lively, it can be called a warm atmosphere.

And the leader started to draw her small stone slabs after finishing the chores. Recently, she also started to draw on the stones with charcoal pencils, making a rough draft before engraving.

Such a big beast is very rare, and the warriors will share their hunting experience and process.

Because he was not at the scene, the leader specially called Green Tea, who was still in good spirits, to draw together.

It was time to go to bed, but Uro couldn't sleep, except that his bed was occupied by the wounded and the shock he had just received.As soon as the thoughts slow down, you can feel the sticky flesh and blood still flowing in your hands, moist and hot, as if holding life.He subconsciously wiped his palms, and saw Le Zheng crooked by the entrance of the cave. He didn't fall asleep, but called Yu over, and the father and son were talking next to each other.

Le was not as badly injured as Bai Lian, only there were several scratch marks on his arm, and he was bitten. Judging from the shape of the wound, it should be bitten by a silly animal, and the big teeth are very obvious.

Before, Wu Luo put all his thoughts on Bai Lian, since he couldn't sleep now, he felt that it was necessary for him, the leader, to give his condolences to Le cordially.

So the witch walked over very blankly, disturbing the joy of the father and son.

"Hmm..." I didn't see it in the distance just now, but when Wu Luo got closer, I realized that Le was holding a bird in his hand, and it was still a blind bird.

No, what's the matter with you people, you have trouble with your eyes, don't you?

"Wait—" Wu Luo stepped forward quickly, completely ignoring that he was disturbing Le and Yu's family time, his face gradually became serious, he turned over the bird with his hand, and suddenly felt a little complicated, "You are not Climbed a tree to catch a baby-eating bird to amuse my son, right? Your level of tiger is comparable to that of the leader."

Birds in this world are divided into two categories, one is flying in the sky, and the other is walking on the ground, and there are differences in the size of the birds flying in the sky.

The young bird in Le Palm is the best among giant flying birds. Now it is only as big as Yu's forearm, but it is about half the height of a person in its full body.This young bird should not have been learning to fly for a long time. They saw its father or mother or its relatives in the autumn. In short, it is a complete body. It is said that this bird likes to eat brains and young, except for humans. In addition, it often attacks other wild beasts or even the same kind, and is a carnivore.

The tribe only shot this bird once, and it was because it wanted to fly down to capture Mo, but was disemboweled by Mo who reacted quickly, and lost his life.Before the invention of bows and arrows, it can be said that as long as this kind of bird does not wave, it is basically invincible, at least stealing houses to feed itself is more than enough.

Except for the fact that Uro had seen the eating of cubs with his own eyes, everything else was basically explained and supplemented by the leader and the soldiers.This eating of cubs is not the process when Uro saw this bird eating, but when they cut open the stomach of this bird. Stomach dissection is one of the habits of hunting for food in the tribe. It is difficult for Uro to accept it, but no Trying to resist, he was forced to see very small undigested baby parts in the bird's stomach.

He can even see what parts of the body are, and these parts can be pieced together to form a child who is only as old as he is.

Wu□□crisp, who had lost his appetite, concentrated on culture. He named this bird the baby-eating bird, and he didn't drink a sip of the bird broth that day.

The leader also specially told Uro that when he was in the big tribe, when the baby cried, he would be watched by this bird, and he would grab it and eat it when the adults were not paying attention.

However, compared to people hiding in caves, they prefer to attack monkeys, and even have the disadvantage of playing with food. Even if they are not hungry, they will throw newborn monkeys to death in the territory of monkeys to provoke.

This bird has only one advantage, that is, its feathers are very beautiful. If its habits and diet were not too bad, Uro would consider giving it a nice name.Baby-eating birds sound like vultures. In fact, they are very elegant and beautiful from the outside. The body feathers are basically white; the feathers on the back of the neck are black and purple; the tail feathers are glowing. Metallic dark green, spreading its wings like sharp knives, the metallic gray gradually changes to dark green and dark purple.

There is also a circle of small white-gold coverts around the neck, brightly colored like a giant kingfisher.

This world is so unfair. People dressed in colorful clothes are like knocking over a paint bucket, but birds are beautiful, lovely and harmonious when they are born in colorful clothes.

Even if it's a baby-eating demon.

"Did you catch this today?" Uro looked at the young bird with a bit of distaste. It had already begun to grow feathers, some of which were fluffy like a chick, and some of which were bare. There are also a few beautiful feathers that can be counted, and they look disgusting.

What made Uro really recognize this young bird species was the platinum-gold coverts around its neck, which were as eye-catching as a policeman's uncle's white bracelet.

Le shook his head, he was a good man who answered every question, and he also gave him a signature smirk, "It's Yu." He stroked Yu's hair, and then there was no more to say.

Is it Yu?

Then what?brother?uncle?How did you catch it?You can pierce the eyes of someone flying high in the sky, do you have any super-scientific means that I don't know about at all?

As a last resort, Uro had no choice but to find the answer by himself. He pinched the corpse and looked at it with disgust. He was sure that there was no other trauma, but his eyes were pierced. He suddenly froze, "Yu, did you hit this bird with a stone? It was Are you flying?"

Yu is a kind-hearted and shy child. After spending so many days with Wu Luo, he is still not as good at expressing his affection for witches as Chi and Xiaoku, so he smiled shyly and shyly shy away. Entering Le's arms, he explained, "Flying, I saw it and hit it. It was Le who found it."

"It was Le who found it... Do you mean that you knocked down the bird yourself with a stone?" Urodun felt unbelievable. It was all injuries to the eyes. The eyes of the Roaring Beast were caused by soldiers It was pierced, but the eyes of the baby-eating young bird could only be killed in one hit, and it pierced the brain directly along the eyes, so it died completely.

Otherwise, there is no other explanation, and there are no other wounds on the body.

Yu stroked his hair subconsciously, and nodded embarrassedly, but he quickly added, "It was Hua, who gave me the slingshot."

"Did you shoot the bird with a slingshot?" Uro asked again.

Yu nodded meekly and obediently, and for some reason, he smirked along with his father, his cheeks were still pink, Uro didn't want to understand whether he felt shy or happy, or maybe it was a mixed doubles of emotions, which caused The facial nerves were suddenly out of balance, otherwise there is no other reason to explain it.

You can't judge people by their appearances!I didn't see that you were still a marksman.

At this time, the hair of the children was long, and Yu liked to grab his own hair when he was nervous. Like a little girl, he secretly raised his eyes to observe Uro, like a student who was about to hand out the test papers and guess the score by looking at the teacher's face.

Probably Uro's shocked expression was too obvious, causing Yu to look at him a little uneasy, and asked, "Is it okay?"

"It's pretty good." Uro said slowly, "It couldn't be better. Really, as a clerical worker, I don't need to compare with you on this kind of thing. How do you say that? Let’s say, talented people come out from generation to generation, the waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead, and Gan Luo Shier is still the prime minister, your ability is not a big deal.”

But having said that, Wu Luo, who felt that he played darts well, was still a little frustrated in his heart. He wanted to show off the slingshot to the children, but that thing was basically useless, and he just wanted to explain the principle to Hua.

What is a master, a master is a master like Yu who can slice flowers with a blunt knife!

With a slingshot that wasn't even elastic at all, how could he shoot down a baby-eating bird?

Wouldn't I be going to heaven if I gave you a bow?

Yu smiled shyly again.

And Le is like a parent who finds out that his son has a full score in the college entrance examination and is hesitant to go to Tsinghua University or Peking University. He giggled cheerfully, "Last night, what Yu said, I also said that he was sleeping. I used to sleep, alone, Kill Houhou!" Then he paused and said, "To kill beasts today, I will let Yuzhi find this one, bird."

Le emphasized to Wu Luo again, "Yu, I didn't sleep."

"That's called not dreaming."

Uro corrected, he decided to ask more detailed information, "Yu, did you get the slingshot from Hua? Did he teach you, or did you figure it out yourself?"

Yu pondered for a moment, then explained, "We were in the cave, and Hua used a slingshot to fight. Then we grabbed grass, and the rope broke, and the stone came out and hit me. We fought each other, and Hua said he understood, and let me go outside to fight." .”

What kind of show operation are you hitting each other?

Uro suddenly rejoiced that he didn't teach Yu himself, so he followed his hand strength and aiming, maybe he would lie on the ground.

But anyway, Yu's ability to adapt to the slingshot is far beyond Uro's imagination, but he still has a problem to solve.

"Did you break the slingshot, or did Mo break it?"

"The rope, me and Hua, break it." Yu replied a little ashamedly, "I am not, I want to break it, it is broken. Mo broke the slingshot."

Gee.

Trouble.

The physical fitness of these primitive people far exceeded Uro's imagination. He had already felt that it was impossible for a weak man to be as tall as 1.9 meters.

What's more, the prehistoric creatures at this time were not vegetarian, and even birds could grow as big as dogs. Coupled with the unstable temperature, human beings could survive, and their physical fitness was bound to be far superior to that of later generations. It's just that Uro didn't expect that in terms of strength, he would be as big as a dog. Beyond such an exaggerated level.The children are fine, normal wood can solve the tool needs, but for adult men like Mo, they need to find stronger wood to make weapons.

Otherwise, it is basically a one-off. If it takes a long time to polish the bow and arrow, but the bow arm breaks after pulling it, it is simply tasteless.

It is not a big trouble if the string of the slingshot is broken. The slingshot relies on the elasticity of the string, and the string itself is not the best material. After reading the book, Ulo plans to use animal tendons to increase the life of the slingshot.The bow is not the same. The real power of the bow and arrow comes from the bow arm, so the bow arm can be deformed, but the bow string cannot. The bow string needs high strength, preferably inelastic material.

Although the hemp rope is not elastic, it is not strong enough. Moreover, according to the experiment of the slingshot, it was pulled to pieces when it was bundled into a rope, let alone twisted into filaments.

Now I can't find suitable materials for the bow arm and bowstring...

"What do you think you guys...have nothing to do with such a big guy? Wouldn't it be bad to have less strength, more agility and luck?"

Sighing, Wu Luo plucked out the most beautiful tail feather on the young bird's buttocks, and under the suspicious eyes of Yu and Le, father and son, walked around the leader sadly, and squeezed her between Green Tea and Green Tea. middle.

The sorcerer who didn't feel that he disturbed the leader and Green Tea probably lost the ability to look at him completely today. He kept turning the dark green feather in his hand and sighed, "Sorrow."

The leader put down the stone, held up Wuluo's face with great strength, rubbed his cheek with his thumb, which was almost the same as brushing fish scales, and answered him earnestly, "It's not ugly!"

Uro quickly fluttered and flapped his two arms, as if an innocent chick was trying to save himself from the hands of humans. When he struggled away, he felt that his face was going to be bald, and he said with lingering fear, " That is, my nickname is Wu Haohao, do you understand, I mean I am worried, not that I am ugly."

"Oh." The leader blinked, and suddenly snatched the feather from Wu Luo's hand, happily stuck it in his hair, turned to the green tea and emphasized, "It looks good."

Green tea obediently obeyed her, "It looks good!"

Seriously, can you be more serious? !

Uro felt very sad and angry after eating dog food.

Some people in the tribe are regular partners, such as Le and Li. Actually, there are not many people who can live together and still have multiple families.As for the specific circumstances of the other people, Wu Luo is not very clear. It is not at all possible that Li and Le are together for emotional reasons. They are just lucky. Around, in order to avoid blood confusion, the two of them fixed together to have children.

In fact, it's just living together.

Le and Bai Lian should be one of the few men in the tribe who knew which children they were the fathers of.

As for green tea, I have never seen him have particularly in-depth contacts with women, but it looks a bit different today when he is painting with the leader.It seems that Hua is also interested in the leader, the dog-headed moon Lao Wuluo flips through the marriage spectrum and talks nonsense, running wildly on the broad avenue of his own imagination, completely ignoring the status quo.

"Feather?" The leader pushed him and asked, "Where did it come from?"

"It was shot by Yu." Uro felt that he was saying a tongue twister, and he made a slingshot gesture to show the leader, "He made the slingshot that he made before."

The leader put down the slate subconsciously, and said in surprise, "Slingshot, can you shoot feathers?"

"Yes." Uro nodded. He felt that the leader's statement was a bit strange. Could it be that he was hunting birds?

So the three of them rushed to the father and son again.

This time Yu had already fallen asleep on his father's lap, and Lezheng was going to pick him up and put him back on the quilt. The dead baby bird lay ugly in the dirt, dead on its back and without eyes.

"Food." The leader's face darkened slightly. She picked up the baby bird on the spot, compared the feathers in her hand, and suddenly felt distressed, "Happy! This bird!"

Le was taken aback, and as soon as he let go, Yu's little head fell on his lap again. It sounded like a muffled sound. The man touched his head and said in a panic, "Yu hit me, I think, Let him see."

Uro was slow for about a minute or two before realizing that the leader had misunderstood that Le was hiding the food, and hurriedly helped to smooth things over and said, "This is a feathered bird. It fell in the forest, and Le helped him retrieve it. He was injured before. I was anxious to know the power of the slingshot, so I didn't give it to you and Yan."

This damned public ownership system is sometimes quite tricky.

The leader's face was sullen, her anger still lingering, her eyes turned on Yu and Le's faces, and she nodded after a long time, probably because she trusted Uro's words, but after thinking about it, she still reminded, "Don't do this. Me, you can eat again, I will show Yu, you can ask."

Le hurriedly agreed, and he hung his head a little dejectedly, like a big brown bear stung by a bee after stealing honey.

Uro felt that it was not easy for a moment, and then he succumbed to the evil class system.

The user of the slingshot was already asleep, and the leader didn't intend to push Yu back to sleep. She sighed and asked the thoughtful Uro, "Wow, where's the slingshot?"

"It was broken by Mo."

leader"……"

She begins to suspect that Uro is in the ass herself.

Don't ask, it's a waste of time to ask!

However, the leader's attitude also reminded Uro that this kind of public ownership is destined to not last long. They still need enough food, and their productivity will not increase for a while. When the food is sufficient, they don't need to spend a lot of money every day. When manpower is used to gather and hunt, small families can be formed directly according to the current situation that the tribe has to do.

Still taking public ownership as the main body, slowly turning to incomplete private ownership.

After all, once traps, bows and arrows, slingshots, and fishing nets are mature, the food will increase greatly. If the public ownership system that is completely handed over is maintained, everyone will not raise too much enthusiasm.

Wuluo dared to say that if the men of the hunting team and the women of the gathering team only need to hand in half of the food they get for a day to support other people in the tribe, their enthusiasm will quickly double.

This is not a bad quality, but human nature. It is desire that promotes people's progress. Only by looking directly at desire can we go further.

But this is not the question to consider now.

It seems that I still have to go to the beautiful neighbor and find something to exchange with him for the secrets of bows and arrows and salt. Just wait for the spring, when Tao should be burned.

After tossing for a long time, Uro finally felt a little sleepy. His bed was occupied by the injured, so he had to occupy the quilts of these men. This situation is like being slaughtered by the black youth brigade, I feel a little funny, but also a little helpless, and my consciousness is gradually blurred in the flickering fire.

When I got up early the next morning, the men who were seriously injured didn't have a fever, but they were a little bit sluggish, and their faces looked better than those after washing yesterday.Because of the big beast and injuries, they don't need to go hunting today, but they still have to stay in the tribe to work, and the leader himself takes the women to continue collecting.

It started snowing outside.

Wu Luo checked the wounds first, most of the wounds were already slowly healing, only the "Ripper" Bai Lian was still lying half dead, green tea helped to stuff a whole piece of meat into his mouth, for fear that he would not choke him to death Same.

The condition of Bai Lian's wound is not optimistic, it may be because of the mud last night, it is a little suppurative, and the flesh shows signs of rottenness.

"Get ready, and then I'll perform a little 'surgery' on you."

Wu Luo had no choice but to find a bone blade and roast it with fire, then poured hydrogen peroxide to disinfect it, and carefully picked out the rotten meat. Bai Lian, who had no idea what surgery was, was eating the meat, and the scream was instantly stuck in his throat. Almost choked to death.

Fortunately, Zhengyi's green tea poured hot water on his face, which at least washed the meat down.

Wu Luo re-attached gauze to Bai Lian to cover his belly. He felt a little guilty when he heard Bai Lian's screams just now, and he was given local anesthesia after pulling out his teeth, let alone gouging out the flesh. He washed his hands and dealt with himself. Feeling guilty because of the tricks, he said sincerely, "Life and death depend on fate and wealth, I believe you will survive Bai Jianqiang!"

Bai Lian lay dying, tugged at Wu Luo's trouser legs for a while, and asked, "Is there any meat left?"

It is a firm belief of men to eat more and recover faster.

Wu □ gave up his breakfast crisply and generously. He got up early in the morning to show the men the wounds and clean the carrion. Now he has no appetite at all.

The fact that he didn't spit it out was due to the benevolence of the doctor who became a monk halfway.

In contrast, the little cool brother who is a family member is heartless. He looks forward to Tao's affairs after breakfast. For the tribe, as long as people don't look like they are dying, any injury will be better. What's more, there is a shaman here for treatment. He is more relieved than Uro, jumping around early in the morning, stepping on his straw sandals and thinking about slipping out.

Uro didn't have much confidence in his medical skills, so he was a little bit morally sentimental. He took Brother Ku to see Bai Lian. He didn't want the wound to scare the kid last night. Today, it's almost done.Bai Lian didn't say anything to Brother Xiaoku. When the man saw the child coming, he stood up to have a look, touched his head, and fed Brother Xiaoku the big piece of meat he bit into in the bowl.

"Eat." Bai Lian patted him.

Brother Xiaoku ate it. Looking at Bailian's injury, he finally found some melancholy and said, "Are you full?"

"That's a lot." Bai Lian proudly puffed out his chest.

Brother Xiaoku nodded. He stuffed all the meat into his mouth, then stood up and walked out. There is still pottery to do today.

It seems that the custom of visiting patients eating the patient's fruit basket has not changed much.

Wu Luo looked at Bai Lian helplessly, and told him, "You are the only one in here who has been planed like a fish by a beast. Don't be brave. If you have a fever or a stomachache, ask someone to come and call me." It's useless. Depending on the situation, taking anti-inflammatory drugs for trauma and controlling the rot should make you recover. I'm afraid it will infect the internal organs. The witch said with little confidence, "I'll give you some painkillers when the time comes, it's better than being tortured."

Bai Lian nodded optimistically, and asked kindly, "Do you want me to work?"

"Lie down." Wu Papi was not so inhuman.

Bai Lian blinked, and said "Oh", he wasn't really worried about something happening to him, Chi was burned like a torch and he was fine, he didn't have a burn yet, but his stomach opened, this kind of injury happens several times a year, Sometimes when it is serious, the body will become hot and people will feel groggy, but men can survive it, and most of the time they get through it.

When he woke up from the injury this time, he didn't feel dizzy at all. Although the pain was a little bit more painful, he didn't feel uncomfortable.

Bai Lian blindly and optimistically believed in Wu Luo's medical skills.

It can be said that the only guilty person in the tribe is Uro himself.

Bai Lian was the only one who was not allowed to move. His wound was indeed too deep. After everyone washed it off, they could see the wound clearly. Naturally, they knew that the wound on his belly almost tore his whole body apart.

Therefore, no one in the tribe questioned Uro's order not to allow him to move, and other men were unwilling to stay in the cave and work honestly, and threw themselves into the arms of the pottery industry.

The snow started to fall yesterday. Although it was not heavy, when everyone came to the river, they could clearly feel that the color under the shed was different from other places. The men had never seen the shed before, so they were a little curious. Squeeze in, feel novel and interesting.

There are enough people today, Ulo watched them squeeze into the small shed in turn, and suddenly had a thought, and came up with the idea of ​​building a small pottery workshop.

I built such a small shed yesterday because of insufficient manpower and time. The wood itself is sufficient, and the leaves on the top of the house are mixed with the leaves, which have a good waterproof effect.Because there are two layers in total, the thin snow is pressed on the outermost part, and some of it melts into water and slides down the leaves, so as not to wet the underlying wood, let alone seep into the newly made clay pots.

There will always be more and more things in the future. The pottery will dry in the shade for a long time or a short time depending on the size. If it rains when it accidentally dries in the shade, will it be moved around?One piece or two is okay, but when there are more pottery, the efficiency will be too low and the workload will be too great.

"Ugh, what are we doing?"

The children and the pregnant women spontaneously started to do the work they did yesterday. They still had pottery to knead, and the soil they made yesterday was cracked by the freezing of the snow.

Wu Luo pondered for a moment, looked at the few strong men wrapped in gauze in front of him inscrutablely, and said kindly, "Let's build a house and make a pottery kiln."

While the women were making pottery, the able-bodied children and men began to develop the small hut from the ground up according to Uro's plan.

In the beginning, Wuluo just wanted to shelter from the wind and rain, and survive this pottery firing, but since it wants to develop in the long run, it must at least lay a foundation, otherwise it will be finished if the wind is strong or the snow is thick.It is not difficult to drive piles. At the beginning, they used thinner wood, which can be stuck into the soil. Afterwards, they changed to thicker wood, and they only needed to nail it down according to the previous position.

At this time, there were no suitable tools, but fortunately, the men's brute force could solve the problem. Uro watched them forcefully press the branches of the wood into the water-splashed soil, and couldn't help feeling the crystallization of the wisdom and brute force of the primitive people. How terrible.The children were not responsible for the big logs. They were sent by Uro to find enough grass and twigs to weave a wall, and a thin drainage ditch was dug nearby, and the soil and water dug out could paste the wall. The dug holes can be used to grow some plants, or to drain away rainwater and snowwater.

The original small shed was pulled down, half remodeled and half dismantled, the women looked at them cheerfully, the slow wheel speeded up the production process, they kneaded the soil tirelessly, and started to make seriously according to Uro's requirements Large pieces of pottery, and the few pottery made yesterday felt a bit dry to the touch, and the inside was still a little soft when I pinched it harder.

It's still damp inside.

Wu Luo looked at the house thoughtfully. They built a round house this time. Brother Ku and Chi rode on the neck of the man, and they were pushed up to tie ropes to the roof. Good guy, this house has three dimensions at least. Mido is so tall that he feels empty standing inside.

The wood through the roof can almost improvise tears behind bars.

"Don't let them fall down, you guys, hold on tight." Uro urged.

The men nodded, and said with a silly smile, "He thought, come down, but he can't even come down."

Uro "ex?"

Looking at those simple and honest faces, Uro suddenly had doubts about life. It must not be his illusion that those words sounded suspicious.

It took several days to build the pottery and the house, but fortunately they built the foundation on the first day of renovation, and there was a wall. They stuffed all the materials they found on the pottery, so that they passed through only one wall day.But the men only rested for two days, and set off to hunt again. Bai Lian's injury didn't heal very quickly, but he was still recovering.

In fact, for a serious trauma like his, only some disinfection and some medicine were applied, and there was almost no sewing treatment. After only four or five days, he was recovering visibly with the naked eye. It's too fast, but it's just that I can't move around casually for the time being.

Sometimes Uro wondered if they were normal human beings after all.

But it's good news anyway.

On the day the house was completed, Uro and the children finally started making the kiln.

The children were very interested in the igloo. They pasted mud and weaved grass walls for many days, but they never thought that it would be such a beautiful thing connected together, and it could also protect against wind and rain, because there was no grass in the house. To light up the daylight, Wu Luo deliberately set up a fire and placed a small bed made of thin wooden sticks. Whether pregnant women want to pile up pottery or make pottery, they can sit and warm up by the fire.

They are all women's and children's. Working in the snow for a long time in winter, no matter how strong the body is, they can't bear it.

Brother Xiaoku looked at the pottery piled up on the wall and the pregnant women sitting on the small beds, and suddenly felt as if they were back in the cave. They just needed to move the mud in and work.

"Wu." Brother Xiaoku came over to push Wu Luo, and asked, "I want to live here and be a pottery."

Uro responded weakly, "Talk to the leader."

Brother Xiaoku pouted and kept silent. They just knew less about many things due to the age, not stupid, not to mention that he was considered smart among this group of people.He told Uro that he knew that there was no hope for the leader, so he sat down to work obediently when he saw Wu's answer.

The snow is getting thicker and thicker, and the river has started to freeze. Sometimes it is not convenient to fetch water. Uro asked them to build a fire by the river, throw a stone into it, pull it out after it is hot, and poke it on the ice with a log. , It didn't take long for the ice to melt directly.

This kind of ice has just started to freeze, and it is too heavy for a child to stand on. Once it cracks and falls in, it is basically difficult to rescue it, so it cannot be chiseled casually.

The unexpected harvest is that after the ice melted, the children waited for the fish on the ice. Originally, they just wanted to scoop water, but they scooped up a large basket of stupid fish rushing to breathe fresh oxygen.Chi excitedly put on the little cap of the fishing team captain again, and took a group of children to catch fish. At this moment, the fishing net has actually been made, but it was too late to use it.

It's not always possible to chisel out all the ice.

Therefore, Wu Luo did not give it to Chi. He was still seriously thinking about the kiln. Now that he has a house and a lot of pottery has dried in the shade, it is time to build a kiln and fire pottery.

Wu Luo had read a lot of information about kilns before. After all, he didn't have any understanding of this aspect. He could only rely on the crystallization of the wisdom of others. Leaving aside those unrealistic cave dwellings, he finally adopted the one that seemed more reliable in his own book. Kind of pottery kiln.

First dig a big hole on the ground to make a place for throwing firewood, then use soil to build a steaming grid as a fire hole, and artificially create a rough appearance of a primitive stove.

When mixing mud with the children, Uro always suspected that he was not going to make pottery, but a wood stove, but the two did have something in common, and then built the whole kiln on top.According to his summary and the books he read, the fire can be observed through the chimney, and with the larger kiln chamber, a lot of pottery can be fired at one time.

The final finished product looks a bit like an ugly steamed bun kiln as a whole, but these days, a technical talent like Wu Luo who is a half-way monk and a group of children can make something of such a scale is already remarkable.

The days passed unhurriedly. After the pottery kiln was built, they had just fired a batch of pottery, and the snow became bigger and bigger, making travel more and more difficult.

No matter how warm the igloo was, it was no match for the cave at this moment.

The leader no longer insisted that everyone go out, after all, they had enough food to support the heavy snow.

However, she still has a little obsession with the Howler's celebration, so she deliberately left a skull after dismembering the body.

Trying to wait for the day Uro wakes up.