Dimensionality Reduction Rolling [Quick Travel]

At a high altitude that no one knows, someone sighed faintly.

Jiang Xingxiu didn't know whether it was right or wrong for him to bless them with ambition.He always firmly believes that ambition is the driving force for progress, and that human beings can become the overlord of the earth in the future is inseparable from their ambitions from generation to generation.However, is it not suitable for ambition to appear now?

All calculations, however, suggest that human development would be best facilitated by ambition from the start.

No matter how it is calculated, it is the result that the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

That's all, it's the path chosen by the child himself.

Jiang Xingxiu calmed down, and calmly watched the five people - Meow, her three younger brothers, and her only daughter - cross the river and enter the black forest.

Don't look so easy to say, the black forest is not close to the long river, and there is a large grassland for lions to run freely and cattle to eat in the middle. Several people have to divide the work. When half of them sleep, the other half must be awake.When they walked out of the grassland, they were covered in injuries.

However, no one regretted it.

"We want to build our own wolf pack." With such a firm belief, everyone found a relatively safe place and walked into the black forest.

They will go out from the other end of the forest and circle their own territory.

Three to five months later, they finally walked out of the black forest, and along the way, they noted down the places where there was honey, where there were fruits, and where there were rabbit holes.Maybe this dark forest can be their warehouse.

Out of the Black Forest is a rolling mountain range with many caves.Meow and the tribe chose a spacious cave to live in, and killed the aborigine inside—a blind bear.

I went to kill a lot of wild animals, covered the cave with animal skins, peeled off branches and stuck them on the wall, and hung them with meat.

Jiang Xingxiu looked at the hangers full of raw meat, not cured meat, all kept fresh by runes.

While the little people fell asleep tiredly on the animal skins, Jiang Xingxiu circled the rolling mountains behind, and replaced it with the blue sea and golden sandy beach with one click.

The sea salt is dried, it's time to appear.

It doesn't matter now, someone will find it by accident.

Then change the interior of the mountains that have not been replaced into salt-bearing rock formations, that is, salt mines.

According to his observation, the little man named Yan is careful and stable, and has a keen sense of smell. As long as he observes more, he will find that these rocks are salty and smelly.

We can't favor one over the other, we have a piece of sea and salt mines here, and we can send rice over there. It just so happens that hundreds of acres of black land are being planted with corn, which is wasted.

Jiang Xingxiu picked up dozens of acres of black land near the villain, and replaced the corn on it with rice fields with one click.

The villain has now made a stone pot, and he likes to put everything in it to cook. He is not afraid that they will not cook it when they see the rice. With Yang, Jiang Xingxiu believes that they will come up with rice sooner or later.

and many more……

Why do I have to let the villain come?Jiang Xingxiu fell into deep thought.

He seems to have fallen into a misunderstanding of thinking, and always feels that human beings should develop by themselves, but think about it carefully, a world where the brain is natural, how can it be anything but normal?Moreover, having a teacher does not hinder the development of human beings.If the presence of teachers kills human creativity, then humans in other worlds would not be able to develop 800 years earlier.

Thinking changed all of a sudden, the morning star in the sky was getting brighter and brighter, and there was nothing to do left and right, Jiang Xingxiu decided to make a small person to represent himself, and take a trip to the primitive tribe.

In front of the black earth, an illusory figure slowly appeared.Short hair, black eyes, animal skin, and normal height.Very common image of primitive man.

Jiang Xingxiu stepped on the ground, turned his wrists, stretched his waist, and his bones made a sound like fried beans.

He walked to the river.

Before that, he quietly adjusted the speed of time. By the time he squeezed this body, it was already around six o'clock in the morning. Soon, the people in the Yin and Yang tribes were going to fetch water from the river.

Wu is Yin's fifth child, and she is called Wu. After the brothers and sisters above left, she took on the heavy responsibility of hunting.

It was a disaster for the small tribe to leave four labors at once.However, this is not the five headaches. She didn't sleep well all night, because her father and mother had been in a cold war for a long time.

It was the first time she saw her good-tempered father so angry that he didn't even say a word to her mother for three to five months. Every time her mother hunted wild animals, her strength was much greater. Last time, she even knocked out a buffalo's brain alive.

Thinking back to that scene, Wu shivered.

The big river was in front of her eyes, she quickened her pace, and then, she saw a completely strange man by the river.

The other party is so big, he is actually playing with mud.She stopped playing this when she was five!Five thought proudly.

In today's primitive society where people basically don't kill each other, Wu never thought that the appearance of a strange human would be malicious. She just felt very excited that the tribe could add another labor force.

Of course, Wu didn't rashly go up to talk to her. She splashed her face with river water first, then went to catch a fish in the river, and then walked over with the fish, "You're doing..."

In the man's hand, it was a bowl-like thing made of mud, made of circles and long strips of mud.

Wu lost his voice for a few breaths, and then stammered and asked: "You...is this a bowl?" Can a bowl be squeezed with mud?But can this really hold food?

The man raised his head and smiled at her: "Yes, but it's not finished yet, it can't hold things yet."

The man, that is, Jiang Xingxiu, picked up the large leaf beside him, stretched out his hand a little, and dipped the leaf into the river water, filled some water back, and poured it on the mud embryo.

Then, use wet hands to wipe left and right on the embryo surface to smooth out the obvious mud strips and make the surface smooth.

This is more like a bowl.

Five gradually became fascinated.She has never seen such meticulous work, even if she saw this for the first time, she also knows that the mud is soft, if not careful, it is likely to leave a lot of fingerprints, but this man's hands are too dexterous, Not only is there no mark, but it will not make the left and right sides asymmetrical, and there is no one side that is higher and one side that is lower.

This is art—even if she didn't know the word yet, she felt something similar.

After about a while, Jiang Xingxiu started digging a second lump of mud to make a second vessel.Wu pointed to the clay bowl, showing doubts on his face: "Is this considered good? If you use it for eating, won't you put the meat in and get it covered with mud?"

"It's not good yet. It will have to be stored for a few days. You can wait a few days until the water on it dries up and come back again. Then you will know why it can hold things." Jiang Xingxiu's men made the shape of the jar without raising his head. say.

Five seemed to understand, but she understood one thing, and said that she was asked to see the finished product in a few days.

A few days later, she came to see that there were already many kneaded utensils by the river.Most were good, only a few cracked.

There is also a large pit on the ground, and there is a layer of dry grass in the pit.

The man was very carefully placing the dried clay bowls and other clay-made objects on the dry grass in sequence, with a gap as wide as three fingers together between them.

The man also saw her, and greeted her with a smile: "Come on, help me, fill these dry branches and firewood outside the pit into the gap, and compact them like me."

Wu didn't know what he was thinking, let go of hunting, and stayed here with this man who didn't even know his name to do what he did.

After the filling was complete, Jiang Xingxiu spread hay on the top of the pit, even a palm's height higher than the pit, and covered the pit and the utensils inside tightly.

"Is that all right?"

"No, you have to put more mud on it."

Jiang Xingxiu started mixing the mud again, and after reconciling, paste the mud on the hay until the hay could not be seen.

"This can prevent heat loss." Jiang Xingxiu simply explained.

"Then what are these holes used for?" Wu pointed to the fact that there were four openings in the haystack on the ground that were not covered with mud.

There are also holes in the tops of the haystacks.

"Set the fire." Jiang Xingxiu put the fire in through the hole at the top, and when the four holes below could see the fire, he sealed all the holes with mud one by one, leaving only a small hole for oxygen retention.

"Is this all right?" Wu asked again, looking more impatient than Jiang Xingxiu.

"It will take several days to burn, at least two days."

"Ah..." The girl showed a disappointed look.

Yuemo participated in this craft, and she was more attentive than before. She passed by here to take a look from time to time, and often lay down on the ground to observe the situation inside the small hole, and occasionally chatted with Jiang Xingxiu.

After coming here about thirty times on and off, she finally knew Jiang Xingxiu's name, "Jiang".

"Your behavior now seems to be dominated by that man." Mom is dissatisfied with this, but it's hard to say because she feels that this man is very important-she has a very accurate intuition since she was a child, and she is only anxious in her heart.

Wait a little longer, when those things are ready, my mother will know why I often go there.

The fastest was two days. They waited for three days and one night. In the early morning of the fourth day, Jiang Xingxiu touched the dried mud shell and felt that it was almost done, and began to pull the mud shell off.

"Remember, this step can't be smashed to save trouble, it's easy to explode—it means you will be injured and bleed."

The mud shell was not hot, so Jiang Xingxiu pulled off a large piece with his bare hands.Just like a rice cooker deflates, there is a sizzling sound, and a burst of hot air is ejected from the gap.

During the process of scraping the mud shell, there was a constant sound of things breaking inside.Jiang Xingxiu was very calm.

For such an original craft, if you burn dozens of them, it would be nice to have a few that can be used.

When the mud shell was completely peeled off, Wu "ah" said: "It's all turned black."

The reason for the blackening was that the nearby soil contained iron elements, but the other party didn't understand this, and Jiang Xingxiu didn't have a popular science.

"Not only has it turned black, but it has also become as hard as a rock, which can be used to hold things." Jiang Xingxiu bent his fingers and tapped, and a crisp sound came out. "You touch?"

If you touch it with your hands, it is indeed the same as a stone. If it is such a thing, it can be used to hold water and food, it will definitely work!