Prehistoric Survival Records

After sleeping comfortably and peacefully in his father's arms, Rieg was full of energy the next morning to inspect the brick kiln.

If you want to talk about why you went early in the morning, the main reason is that you are still worried. Although you have explained the key points of firing the kiln clearly before you leave, what if the two brothers do not strictly implement it? The orcs are very naive and will not be lazy. , but they don't understand the principle here, and it is easy to do bad things with good intentions.

When he arrived at the kiln, Lige soon realized that he was worrying too much. The main thing was to think of the orcs in the future.

Lige looked at the feeding port and found that the situation was very good. The temperature inside the kiln was very high, and the situation of blocking the air outlet and hindering the up-and-down convection did not happen as he imagined. It was just that he stayed here all night, and that was the effect. .

Purely thinking too much, Rieger couldn't help but blush, secretly ashamed of his deviated thinking, and must have more confidence in these orcs in the future, don't always worry about this or that, orcs It will be the main force for future operations. I am a research and development personnel, and there are no doubts about the execution ability of my subordinates. This is not good.

The kiln bricks had been fired for more than 24 hours, and then cooled naturally overnight. Feeling that the outermost layer of mud paste had been completely cooled by the snow wind, Lige felt that it was time to start the kiln.

But to be on the safe side, let the two men slowly remove the mud seal on the outside first, and stop immediately once they feel the temperature inside is still high.

Before the mud was pasted up, fiber-rich straw was mixed into the inside, and now a large piece could be peeled off, and the bricks exposed inside were cool to the touch, which proved that it was really cold. Wave, open.

Rigg and the others were burning bricks here and the busy orcs were staring at them all the time. They were already curious about not wanting them, and there were a lot of big clay pots in them, maybe they were their own It's pinched, I really want to know what it will burn.

At this time, as soon as they heard that the kiln could be opened, a group of orcs gathered around.

Lige yelled at them: "It doesn't take so many people to open a kiln, so you should do whatever you want."

An orc shouted: "We don't do anything, we just look at it, and don't do anything."

That's not digging for treasure, so why not show it to others? Rieger can only let them go, but ask them to stand far away, otherwise a group of big guys will gather around and watch as they get in the way.

The outer mud seal has been completely removed, and with the orcs yelling in surprise, stacks of brightly colored red bricks were exposed inside.

The voices of "Wow~" and "Oh~" came one after another.

Not to mention the orcs, even Rigg himself is so beautiful that he is about to go to heaven. This is really the best clay. Look at these red bricks, how red the color is, how crisp the sound is, how delicate the texture is, I am too good Come on!

Rieger’s snot bubbles on his side, while the orcs on the other side have long forgotten the promise of “we won’t do anything”. They stretched out their paws one by one, and the two brown bear brothers had to carry the unloaded red bricks to the side. I left it there, but as soon as I unloaded the pile, I was picked up by furry hands scrambling to stretch out.

"I'll take it for you and put it away!" The orc who grabbed a stack ran to the place where the mud bricks were hanging under the tree as if he had grabbed some treasure, and went to touch the red bricks with his mouth watering.

"Emma, ​​why is this color so beautiful?" Someone asked Rieger.

"Oh, because these yellow muds are rich in iron elements. Iron reacts fully with oxygen at high temperature to form iron oxide (Fe2O3), commonly known as rust, and its color is red." Lige said subconsciously while still enjoying it.

"What? What is iron oxide?" The orcs were confused.

Rieg quickly came back to his senses and explained: "This is red, mainly because there is something in it that turns red when it is burned at high temperature. The reason is not clear to you, anyway, it is the same as wood burns black. , the mud will burn red, that's it, meow~"

"So that's how it is, Rieger, you are so smart." Someone envied.

"The Beast God is so kind to you, he can teach you everything." Someone chirped bitterly.

"Hey, teaching Lige is teaching our tribe, the beast god is good to our tribe." Someone sighed.

"Yes, yes." These words were collectively agreed by everyone.

At this time, Gal, who was moving bricks in front, suddenly yelled, and everyone looked for the sound, and saw Gal pulled out a bright red jar from the ashes of the kiln. The jar was smooth and had a round mouth. It has a big belly, and it can make a crisp sound when you flick it.

This, this, this delicate and sturdy jar, couldn't it be the mud jar that people like me made out of it like playing?

While Cal was standing dumbfounded holding the clay pot, Billy quickly picked another one out of the ashes.

Lige slapped his head, really, besides the bricks, there were also a few clay jars left in the brick kiln for experimentation, why did he forget about this, and hurriedly took over to take a look.

The clay pot has been fired at high temperature for a long time in the brick kiln. The raw material particles have been fully combined with the silicate to form a dense polycrystalline sintered body, making the original mud embryo into this beautiful pottery with usable value. Can.

When it was fired to such an appearance, not to mention the amazement of these orcs, even Lige himself was very pleasantly surprised. He handed the pot in his hand to an orc who was watching eagerly, and Lige went to the ashes again. There were 5 clay pots that went in. Two of them came out intact, and there should be three left. I don’t know what happened to those three.

However, to Lige's regret, the remaining three jars were cracked to varying degrees. The reason for this was of course the poor craftsmanship of kneading the jars. The success of the two pots is probably due to the fact that the two jars are exactly in the center of the most balanced temperature, which just meets the conditions for firing pottery.

Fortunately, all the red bricks were fired successfully. With this batch of bricks, charcoal kilns and pottery kilns can be set up. Let’s not build it now, good steel should be used wisely, and the production of bricks will increase in the future, let alone brick kilns, just build a big brick house for every household in the tribe, isn’t that just a thought? thing.

Calling all the orcs holding bricks and clay pots together, Rieg announced that today he would teach them how to build a kiln.

What is a kiln? These orcs already know what a simple charcoal kiln and a simple brick kiln are. They just have no idea how to use these small red squares to build a kiln. What Lige needs to do now is to build a kiln. The concept of stuffing them into their minds.

Rigg drew a few simple design drawings with branches on the ground, and explained them to them step by step.

Some of the orcs were thoughtful, some were in the fog, it didn't matter, Rieg just wanted to imprint the method of using the bricks in their hearts first, and after a little practice, no matter how stupid they were, they could learn it.Otherwise, isn't there a saying that you can move bricks if you don't study well, which is enough to show that moving bricks is simple, and there is no such thing as impossible.

He still asked Gal to dig mud in the river first. Now that there was clay, the humus in the forest was discarded by Rigg, and then some tall grass stalks were cut to step out the fibers. Charlie the Living readily accepted.

When Lige was free, he taught a few orcs to sharpen a few trowels with wood, the kind used by masons in the previous life to scrape mud, with a handle on one end and a flat end on the other.

There are many people and strong strength, and soon a pile of soil cement is mixed with fibers and fully mixed.

Rieg distributed a trowel to each of them, and then taught them to lay bricks on the ground in the first layer. Before laying the second layer, use the trowel to scrape some cement as an adhesive, and then press the bricks with cement on one side. Up to the I-shaped line of the first layer of bricks, each brick is built in this way, layer by layer.

"This is to ensure the stickiness between the bricks. When such a brick wall is completely dry, as long as we orcs don't change back to their original shape to collide, they will definitely not collapse when used naturally." Rieg patiently explained to the beast people listen.

After the explanation, I painted and drew on the ground, designed the kiln door, ventilated openings, found a suitable location to dig out the convection groove, and found a furnace bar of a suitable length according to the size of the kiln. It was done before laying the bricks, and it took half a day just to explain.

Explaining knowledge points to these orcs without any foundation is really comparable to literacy. Fortunately, theory is not important, and it is more important to learn in practice. Those old boiler workers and old fitters who have been working for more than ten years may know nothing about theoretical knowledge. But doing his job well, Rigg's purpose is to train these orcs into such professionals.

Cast the net widely and catch more, and you can always catch a few talented ones. This is considered to be the first batch of useful talents for tribal infrastructure construction.

These big guys are indeed very powerful, and they are faster than typing. Perhaps the orcs are naturally good at this kind of physical work. After getting rid of the theoretical courses of Lige Fei's brain, when it's time to start, each of them is like a wall-building competition. Work hard, and in a short time, a reusable and qualified charcoal kiln is built.

"Is this our new charcoal kiln?" an orc asked naively as he touched the wall of the kiln that was not completely dry.

"It's so beautiful. I've never seen such a beautiful thing. It's even more beautiful than the patriarch's cave." Another orc crouched under the grate and looked in for some reason.

Shit, compare the broken and dirty stone cave of the patriarch to my red brick kiln, what kind of aesthetics do you have, Rieg is black again.

"You, I'm talking about you, don't touch it, it's not dry yet." Rieger drove away an orc who was trying to dig into the cracks in the brick wall.

As soon as I turned around, there were several hands digging into the cracks in the wall. I said, what kind of hobbies are you all, go away, don't make trouble for me!

In the end, it was Gal and Billy. Seeing that Rieger was a little bit crazy, they used the title of patriarch and drove all the orcs back to their jobs.

Everyone was gone, and Rieger was still muttering: "Really, it's too worrying."