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Please collect it~ In order to defend against foreign attacks, the Shuofeng Tribe vigorously started the digging campaign.

In order to allow the defense project to be completed as soon as possible, everyone participated in it.Before dawn, they prepared their tools and started working in full swing. Except for the time for eating, they spent almost all their efforts on the digging exercise.

Because Cheng Yang had already mentioned the magical function of the hoe to them before, many people made such a tool, and it really came in handy this time.

People with hoes took out one after another, hey, I found that this thing is really easy to use.

The long hoe pole is very easy to hold in the hand. When the hoe goes down, a big lump of soil will be brought up, which is quite labor-saving.Look at those people holding stone axes and shovels, they pouted their buttocks, and poked the soil bitterly on the ground, not to mention their hard work, and they were forced to eat a mouthful of soil from time to time.

Looking at those people who spit out the soil in a "peh peh", the clansmen with hoes felt an inexplicable sense of superiority in their hearts.

Sure enough, they had the foresight to learn the hoe from Cheng Yang early on, or else they would be the ones lying there eating the dirt now.

Most of the people in the Shuofeng tribe are good hunters. They heard that they were going to dig a hole before, but they didn’t take it seriously. In their opinion, there is no such thing as hard hunting. After all, they are risking their lives. .

As a result, after a few days, they were slapped in the face. Digging a hole is not an easy task, especially for a project with a considerable amount of work like them.

People who have never done farming will not know the hard work of farming. The same is true for digging holes. At first, they don’t think there is anything. But after a few days, when everyone wakes up in the morning, everyone is grinning and their backs are sore. .

A few days of hard work made their bodies feel like they had been crushed. This is something that hunters have never felt before. All of them are painful and strange.

Unexpectedly, digging a hole is more tiring than hunting.

Even so, no one complained. On the contrary, they all felt very satisfied looking at the results they had dug out.

Everyone in the tribe is very simple, and they have no reservations about using their strength. With such hard work, the moat that Cheng Yang planned before took shape.

If it weren't for this, they wouldn't feel so sore.

"Cheng Yang, let him take a look, we've almost dug here."

"Yeah, I also think it should be ok, such a big ditch, no matter whether it is a beast or a foreigner, it will definitely not be able to pass." The man looked at the project in front of him with satisfaction, propped up his waist with one hand, hissed, and Quite tiring.

"I can't see it. Didn't Chengyang say that it should be three meters high and three meters wide? Is there?"

"How much is three meters, do you know?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard of..."

"I do not know either……"

The big guys shook their heads in confusion, they even forgot to ask Cheng Yang how much three meters was.

"Hey, if you want me to say, let Cheng Yang come over and take a look."

"Yes, let Cheng Yang come over and take a look!"

They intend to let Cheng Yang come and see the fruits of their labor.

Anyway, it took a lot of effort to complete the work, and they were proud and proud in their hearts.

"By the way, have any of you seen Cheng Yang?"

"Didn't see it, we've been here all day, how can we see where he went?"

"I know, I know, Cheng Yang is playing with mud by the river!"

"Playing with mud?" Everyone was taken aback, wondering, "What's so interesting about mud?"

"Maybe he's still a child?" Everyone scratched their heads, feeling puzzled. They didn't expect that Cheng Yang, who has always loved cleanliness, would play in mud. He was really a child.

"Jiu Ni, go and call Cheng Yang over!"

Not far from the tribe, a river runs through it.

From a distance, Jiu Ni could see several children by the river, bent over and fiddled with the things in their hands.

He took a few strides and walked over.

"Chengyang, you actually used rattan baskets to play with mud?"

With a heartache on his face, Jiu Ni walked in, only to realize that what this child was holding was actually a basket.

Every child took it in their hands, and it turned out to be wet mud.

Jiu Ni felt very heartbroken, although there are already many women in the tribe who can weave baskets, but as a bachelor, no girl has come to weave baskets for him so far.

In other words, he doesn't have his own basket yet, and now seeing the basket being ruined by a few half-sized people, why doesn't he feel pain in his heart.

"Brother Jiuyi, why are you here?"

Seeing Jiu Ni with a dark face in front of him, Cheng Yang took the initiative to go up to say hello.

After working for a long time, he felt a little tired, took a breath, and continued to play with the basket in his hand.

Each basket is filled with a lot of clay, which is clay, and when you knead it with your hands, you can feel a certain viscosity.

He kneaded the mud ball vigorously, removed some stone impurities inside, and added some water to stir it from time to time.

When Cheng Yang discovered kaolin earlier, his first reaction was to make porcelain. After all, the porcelain of later generations is simply too famous, not only for its exquisite appearance, but also for its great practicality.

Cheng Yang thought, if he could toss out the porcelain, he would be able to have new utensils for eating and drinking soup in the future, which would be much more convenient.

But soon, he gave up this unrealistic idea, because it is really too difficult to burn porcelain with the current technology.

First, he does not know the specific formula of porcelain. Although he has found kaolin, it is only one of the raw materials, such as quartz stone, which is indispensable, and even the proportion is very important. If Let him figure it out, I don't know when he will be able to get it out.Second, the firing temperature of porcelain is also very high. He remembers that it needs to be at least [-] degrees Celsius.

From the current point of view, it is too difficult to make porcelain. Cheng Yang doesn't think about it for now, but he can also make pottery.

Compared with porcelain, pottery is much rougher, and the firing requirements are much easier. Not only is the temperature requirement not so high, but even the raw materials are very common.

The raw material of pottery is pottery clay, and pottery clay is clay. This thing is the most common thing in the northern tribes. It can be said to be everywhere. Like the soil dug out by the tribe last time, most of them are clay, and kaolin is just one of them. Just a small part.

Before using clay to make pottery, it must first remove impurities. Before that, Cheng Yang was busy with this work

He didn't know that in the process of removing impurities from the clay, others thought he was playing with mud.

Cheng Yang let out a breath. He has almost finished the preparations for making pottery. He has even prepared the molds for making pottery. At present, he only needs to build the clothes moth cave, which is not difficult for him. .

He had seen abandoned cave dwellings in some countryside before, and because he was curious about it, he also checked a lot of videos on the Internet. He can guarantee that he can make a simple version.

But the arrival of the man in front of him obviously interrupted his plan.

"Uncle Nine Salamander, why are you here?"

This group of boys all knew this guy and knew that he was a well-known warrior in the tribe, so they all stepped forward to say hello.

Cheng Yang raised his head to look at him, and asked, "Uncle Jiuyi, aren't you guys digging a moat, but what happened?"

Cheng Yang dug and built this ditch based on the moat in his previous life, so he called it the moat without hesitation. After hearing this, the leader thought it was very domineering and had no objection at all.

As for the fact that the tribe is only the size of a village and cannot be called a city at all, this is not important.

"It's okay, our side is doing well," Jiu Ni said in his mouth, but his eyes were always staring at the baskets in their hands. "What are you guys doing?"

"Why put mud in the basket?"

At this time, these nervous children didn't notice the heartache on his face at all, and they were all smiling.

"Uncle Jiuyi, Cheng Yang said he would lead us to build something new!"

"It's just..."

"Cheng Yang said, this is a good thing, it's called, what is it called?"

"Pottery, pottery?"

"Yes! Yes! It's pottery!"

Jiu Ni didn't quite believe what he said to them. He had never heard of this kind of pottery, and what good things could be made from mud.He regretted the ruined baskets in his heart, but he didn't say much, after all, these baskets were not made by Gongzhong, but made by Cheng Yang himself.

No matter how painful he is, he has no right to blame others.

"Chengyang, come with me to the tribe to see, how much is the three meters you mentioned earlier? You can help us see if we have dug enough?"

"Okay, wait for us to pack up."

"Are you going to move the mud back?"

"Of course we have to move back." Cheng Yang replied, but it took him a long time to get this done.

Jiu Ni had no choice but to go over to help these dwarfs pick up the baskets of mud, "Come and follow me."

When Cheng Yang and the others returned to the tribe, all they saw were a group of smiling men with their hips akimbo.

"Haha, Jiuyi, why are you playing with mud?"

"Hahaha!"

The nine salamander said in a bad mood, "I got it for Cheng Yang!"

Cheng Yang squatted in front of the ditch. He was still a dwarf. Compared with the ditch under his feet, everyone was really worried that he would fall into it.

Because of his small stature, he looked at the ditch and felt that it was very deep, but after carefully looking at the men beside him, he felt that it should not have reached the height of two people.

"The ladder I asked the headman to prepare before, is it ready?"

"Probably not yet."

"The headman took people to the woods, but he hasn't come back yet."

Cheng Yang shook his head, "You need to dig to the height of two people, it's not enough now, you only need a ladder."

Otherwise, these tribesmen are digging holes in the bottom, but they can't get up.

For a while, everyone stared blankly, the ditch hadn't been dug yet, but there was no ladder, so they couldn't continue to dig deeper.

"Why don't you build something for me." Cheng Yang looked at the huge pile of soil on the ground and smiled slyly.

He remembered that he had seen an improved version of the cave dwelling on a certain sound before. If some people help, it may not take long to build it.

When the headman came back, he saw that the men who were digging holes in the tribe were all fooled away by Chen Yang.

"What are you guys doing?"