Chapter 925 Birdman Stone (2 in 1)
Looking at the fifteen pieces of white pottery placed neatly in front of him, Hei Wa was filled with disappointment.
After inspection, none of the fifteen kaolin-fired bowls, pots, jars, cups, etc. were qualified, and all were white pottery.
Compared with the previous firing, he spent a full day longer in firing this time, but the result was still disappointing as always.
Compared with the white pottery fired before, there is no obvious change in these things that have been fired for an extra day.
Wu who was standing by the side saw Hei Wa's expression, so he came over and patted him on the shoulder.
"Don't be sad. It doesn't matter if our tribe uses pottery. It will take a long time. You can burn it slowly."
Wu smiled and said to Hei Wa.
Since Huo Yi and Huo Er passed away, Wu has naturally become the oldest person in the tribe.
Although Hei Wa had already grown up and had several children, in Wu's eyes he was still a young man.
After hearing Wu's words, Hei Wa couldn't help smiling, and nodded to Wu.
He was just a little disappointed after seeing the kaolin clay being fired into pottery again by himself.
This kind of loss will not last for too long, and he will muster up his energy to do this thing again.
After so many years, he may still lack other things, but he does not lack this tenacity at all.
If not, he would not have achieved what he is today.
When Wu saw Hei Wa say this, he nodded in satisfaction, and the old man was very pleased that he had a child to teach.
After the kiln was opened, most of the Qingque tribe who witnessed the results here dispersed.
They have other things to do, and it is impossible to stay here for a long time.
At this time of year, although there are no crops to be tended to, there is not much work left.
Collect firewood, store fuel for the winter, scatter the accumulated dung in the ground, and do some land reclamation and plowing to prepare for spring plowing in the coming year.
Farming life is like this, regardless of whether it is busy or slack, there are always endless jobs that people need to do.
The women of the tribe were not idle either. Some gathered grain, some husked millet in the creek, and some made thin ropes from the flax that had been peeled off and then washed and dried. Prepare for the next weaving.
On the leeward side of the wall, there is a straw mat woven from millet stalks, on which are tanned furs, some linen, needles, knives, bronze thimbles, awls and other tools.
The handy women of the tribe gathered here, sewing clothes, hats, shoes and socks stitch by stitch, in preparation for the coming cold weather.
Around them, there are some small movable cradles, and there are little babies lying in them.
Some babies are sleeping soundly here, with the soft breathing spot on the top of their heads moving up and down gently with their breaths, and some babies are playing here with their black eyes open, sucking their fingers.
The primitive woman who belonged to the one-eyed tribe before and was named Yu by Han Cheng, holding a child, was also sewing clothes, hats and other things.
Don't look at Yu who has a body that is as strong as a flower, as strong as a man, but actually has a pair of dexterous hands.
Although it hasn't been that long since she joined the Qingque Tribe, she has already been able to do these jobs very well.
Not far from Yu Yu's side, there was also a small cradle, and the little baby she refused to let go before, and risked her life to protect, was now lying in it.
"Wow wow~"
The sleeping little girl woke up from her sleep, lay there with her black eyes open and played by herself for a while, before seeing her mother, she closed her eyes, opened her teeth-less mouth and yelled loudly. Crying and screaming, the two calves were kicking and kicking.
The cry of the little guy woke up a few little babies who were also sleeping,
So there was a lot of crying here.
Yu put down the awl and the soft fur in his hand, got up and picked up the crying little guy, then skillfully picked up the clothes on his body, and started to feed the baby.
The other women who were doing needlework here also got up and started doing similar things to Yu.
Looking at the little girl in her arms who was greedily eating ready-made food, Yu had a smile on her face.
Compared with the previous time, the little baby has grown a whole circle, and the whole body has flesh.
This growth rate can almost compete with soybeans soaked in water.
While feeding the child, Yu turned her head and looked around. Looking at everything around her, the smile on her face became more intense.
The quiet, comfortable and affluent life in front of her was beyond her imagination.
She didn't need to think about it at all, she knew that she really, really liked this kind of life very much.
Holding the child, she once again lamented her good luck. If it hadn't been for that accident, she would never have encountered the current tribe and lived the current life!
After feeding the baby, Yu put the baby back in the cradle, and she sat back in the original place and continued with the unfinished business.
The little baby who was full was very honest, lying there without crying and playing with its own fingers.
Yu, who was sewing clothes, would look up at the little baby after sewing for a while, and the smile on his face never disappeared.
She is fascinated by this kind of life today and cherishes it very much. If someone wants to destroy this kind of life and want to be detrimental to their Qingque tribe, she will definitely work hard for them, and she will be able to take the treasure in her hand without hesitation. The pendant goes into the body of the person who wants to do it!
In the afternoon before the snow falls in early winter, the sun is shining down and shining warmly, everything looks so quiet and fascinating.
Of course, Hei Wa, who was crouching on the edge of the kiln with her head in her arms, staring at the kiln in a daze, couldn't feel this kind of tranquility.
At this moment, his mind was full of thoughts about how to burn things made of kaolin into the porcelain that Shenzi said.
Previous experiments have shown that prolonging the firing time is ineffective, and the pottery produced by this method is still pottery, not the porcelain mentioned by Shenzi.
In other words, such a method cannot increase the temperature mentioned by the Son of God.
Shenzi said that if the temperature in the kiln is not high enough, only kaolin can be used to fire white pottery, but white porcelain cannot be fired.
Shenzi also talked about how to increase the temperature before, but what he said was not very clear.
Miko mentioned that there are many ways to increase the temperature in the kiln, one of which is to change the fuel used in the kiln.
Fire the kiln with a fuel that burns better and releases more heat than firewood or charcoal.
The Son of God also said that this fuel is a kind of black stone that can burn.
However, this miraculous black stone does not exist in our own tribe.
Even if he told everyone in the tribe about this and asked them to pay more attention on weekdays, there was still no trace of the black stone.
Except for this black stone, the rest is how to make the fuel in the kiln burn more fully and release more heat.
When talking about this, Shenzi also used Feng Gulu as an example.
It is said that the wind gulu blows the air inside to make the fuel in the kiln burn more fully.
When building the kiln, holes are left under the fire place for ventilation, which is actually to allow the firewood inside to burn more fully.
As for why the flame would increase and the fuel would burn more fully when the wind entered, Hei Wa also asked at that time, but Hei Wa didn't quite understand Shenzi's answer.
‘Air is made up of different gases, and there is one called oxygen in it. Oxygen can burn, so when you use the wind to blow into the stove, the flame will burn vigorously.
Wind is air that moves...'
Hei Wa once again recalled what Shenzi had said, which sounded very inscrutable.
During this period of time, he did many things according to Shenzi's instructions. For example, in order to increase the temperature and make the fuel burn more fully, he created a bigger wind gulu to blow air into the stove.
As Shenzi said, after replacing it with a bigger wind gulu, the wind has indeed increased, and the flames have also burned more violently.
But what is burned is still white pottery.
Hei Wa, who firmly believed in what the Son of God said, knew that it was not because the method that the Son of God said was wrong, but because the air he sent in was still too little, the firewood was not fully burned, and the temperature inside the kiln was not high enough.
Make Feng Gulu bigger?
Such an idea appeared in Hei Wa's mind, but was quickly thrown aside by him.
Today's Feng Gulu is big enough, and it takes a lot of effort to turn it. If it is bigger, it won't work.
After thinking back and forth like this for a while, Hei Wa scratched her head in distress.
After a while, he started to dismantle the built kiln.
It was dismantled, and after some rest, construction began again.
During the construction process, according to his years of experience in pan kilns and pan stoves, he tried his best to make the kiln pan as perfect as possible so that it can be fired better.
Can't find a new type of fuel called 'coal', and can't make a bigger and better Fenggulu, so Heiwa can only work hard on the kiln and make a fuss.
When it was getting dark, Heiwa built a kiln again in the original position.
The material of the base kiln is a refractory brick made by mixing the quartz stone and other things that Miko said.
After resetting the kiln, Hei Wa couldn't wait to put firewood inside and ignite it.
After carefully observing the burning of the firewood, he took out the firewood from inside, then stretched out his hand to remove some of the mud that was stuck in some places inside the kiln, and put some on some places.
After doing this, continue to put in firewood and watch the burning situation, then withdraw the firewood from the kiln again, and then repeat the previous thing.
After so many times, Hei Wa finally stopped, she was quite satisfied with this matter.
So he put some more firewood into it, let the firewood burn in the kiln, and he returned to the tribe with a few helpers...
Early the next morning, Hei Wa, together with a few people from the pottery workshop, took the clay embryos that had been made with kaolin before and put them in the re-plated kiln.
After burning and roasting the firewood that Heiwa put into the kiln before leaving yesterday, the inside of the newly installed kiln is already dry.
Put the pottery inside, seal the kiln, light the fire, add high-quality charcoal and start the fire.
The not-so-small Feng Gulu was also turned, sending gusts of wind into the kiln.
As they moved, the flames quickly burned.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Hei Wa felt that the flames this time were indeed bigger than before, which made him hope again, looking forward to getting something different from before after opening the kiln this time. Get the results you want...
When Hei Wa and the others started firing the kiln again, Shi Shi, as the next witch in the tribe, was also not idle.
In the morning, he taught the Chinese courses of the fifth grade and sixth grade students in the classroom, and took some free time to correct the homework done by these students with a red pen.
After lunch at noon, and after taking a short nap, Shi Shi put on his coat and went out with a small book and charcoal pencils.
As the next high-ranking member of the Wu and Qingque tribes, because of Bai Xuemei, Stone also owns a piece of Yuyi, which has become popular in the tribe this year.
However, unlike the people in the tribe who have feather clothes, the way Shishi wears feather clothes is particularly unique.
Others wear feather coats so that the feathers face inward and the fabric faces outward, so that the soft feathers are next to the clothes inside, making it extra warm to wear.
Shi Shi wants to do the opposite. He likes to wear his feather coat inside out, so that all the feathers sewn inside the clothes are exposed. Even if he knows that it is not very warm, he still enjoys it.
As a result, from a distance, the stone is completely covered by feathers, and it looks like a birdman...
But Shishi didn't care about these things, just dressed like this, it seemed to be like this, and at some point, he would suddenly be able to have the ability of a bird, as if he could fly into the sky.
Although I know that such a thing can't happen...
Shi Shi, wearing extremely cool clothes, left the tribe, walked eastward along the road for a while, then got off the main road, and walked down the small river along the left ridge.
After walking for a while, I came to a place not far from the retting pond.
All the hemp in the retting pond has been fished out, and even the water in it has been taken to the fields by the hardworking Qingque tribe to fertilize the fields.
The peeled hemp stalks are piled up on the nearby ground, and after a while, these hemp stalks will be collected by the Qingque tribe and used as firewood for burning.
Stone put the small book and charcoal on the grass, took a stick with a hook from not far away, and stuck it into the pool...
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