I'm bad and I'm hitting a wall, primitive life requires hard work

The warm sun rose, quickly dispelling the layers of darkness in the Dusk Rock Forest. The treetops in the dense forest intertwined and entangled with each other, like a green sky. The sunlight sprinkled in the green shade like golden threads, sprinkled on this quiet place, giving it infinite vitality.

Deep in this lush forest, there is a small tribe hidden - called Yanyuan Tribe.

As the sun rises, the light also shines here.

On the empty land of the tribe, there were scattered thatched huts of varying heights and some buildings of strange shapes and arranged in an orderly manner.

"Click——"

Suddenly, a subtle sound broke the quiet morning.

It turned out to be the sound of a pottery jar breaking.

With dark circles under his eyes, Nishi Ichiki stared down at the cracked earthenware jar in his hand, wanting to cry but without the tears.

Time always flies quickly during busy days. In the blink of an eye, several days have passed.

The earthenware has also been dried naturally.

This was the first batch of pottery jars fired last night. They were fired just before the end of the night, so we just let them cool down naturally overnight.

Early this morning, when the tribesmen were still sleeping, Xi Yiqi could no longer suppress his inner anxiety.

She pushed open the "wooden door" blocking the entrance of the cave and rushed straight to the pottery kiln.

Next, there is a "bone shrinking technique".

She curled up her body and crawled into the narrow furnace door like a nimble earthworm.

Then, he carefully picked up a seemingly complete earthenware jar from the furnace.

Who knows, I just got it.

Before I could even tap the pottery jar, I heard a muffled sound.

With a crisp "crack" sound, the pottery jar in his hand cracked a little and then broke into several pieces.

Well, no need to knock now.

What a sensible pottery jar!

After a while,

Nishi Ikki looked at all the pottery that had been taken out and counted them with his hands.

"call--"

He breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, at least seven of them are still good!" She touched her chest and comforted herself.

How is this not progress?

It’s pretty good to have finished products from the first furnace!

At this time, the tribesmen also came out of the cave one after another and gathered around the pottery kiln.

These days, their witch, Xixi, would check on the earthenware jars drying in the corner every day.

Especially yesterday, she worked day and night to watch over the pottery kiln.

Everyone knew the significance of the clay jar to the tribe, so they were full of anticipation but also a little nervous.

After hearing the noise, the tribesmen immediately got up.

I don’t know what the result will be?

"Xi Xi, has the earthenware been fired successfully?" Chief Chen Qi was the first to come over.

Xi Yiqi held up a fat, round black pottery jar and said with a bright smile: "Chief, this time we succeeded a small step! The next time we fire it, it will be a big step forward."

After saying that, she placed the jar in her hand in front of everyone.

Upon hearing this, Nia rushed out from behind the patriarch, ran quickly to the pottery kiln, half-hunched over, and carefully walked around several intact earthenware jars on the ground, seeming to be observing them carefully.

The jars are black with a hint of orange-red, and the lines are smooth and natural.

Because it is not glazed, the surface of the jar appears a bit rough, but it exudes a primitive and simple natural beauty.

"It really worked! Several of them turned out to be good!" Nia raised her head and shouted excitedly.

I have to say, this is also a good attitude.

The tribesmen gathered together and looked at the earthenware jars on the ground curiously, their eyes full of joy.

Nishi Ichiki smiled and said, "We fired more than 20 jars this time, but unfortunately most of them cracked. Only seven small jars were intact."

"This result is pretty good. We can use it first. We'll make another batch this afternoon and make more. We can take it to the trade fair to exchange for some useful things!"

Shen Qi nodded in approval.

The tribesmen's eyes lit up, and it was obvious that they also thought that this should be able to exchange for more supplies than weaving baskets!

After all, other tribes made baskets but not clay pots.

"Great! Awww!" A warrior howled excitedly twice.

"So will we use this to store dried meat and water from now on?" asked Siduo.

Nishi Ichiki nodded, handed a jar to Siduo, and said, "Yes, we can make all kinds of pottery in the future, such as pottery plates, bowls, basins, and pots, for daily life. In addition, they can also be used to store animal oil, salt, fruit and other things."

Siduo weighed the pottery jar in her hand and exclaimed, "Wow, it's so light!"

Seeing this, Nishi Ichiki quickly added to the tribesmen around him: "Clay jars are very light and have a wide range of uses, but they are also very fragile. You must handle them with care, otherwise they will easily break."

Everyone nodded to show that they understood.

Afterwards, the tribesmen each went to their respective duties, some went to school, some went to gather, and some went to hunt.

Now the people of Yanyuan tribe don’t have any extra time to continue to marvel at this great “invention”.

After the crowd dispersed,

Nishi Ichiku squatted down and concentrated on studying those "failed products".

Failure is the mother of success.

But the prerequisite is to learn from failure, find out the problems and improve them, otherwise you will only repeat the same mistakes.

She first took the cracked pieces in her hands and examined them carefully, and found that most of them were because the pottery pieces were squeezed too thin, while some were because there were bubbles inside the pottery, and there were faint impurities.

"Well, this needs to be improved." Nishi Ichisu thought.

Next time when you make pottery, filter it with water to separate impurities, make purer clay and then shape it. Also, be careful to keep the thickness moderate and not too thin.

In addition, Nishi Ichiki speculated that the reason for the cracking might be that the pottery jars were exposed to the sun.

Intense radiation can cause the clay surface to dry too quickly, forming tiny cracks that expand during firing and eventually cause the pot to break.

Or the temperature may not be controlled well during firing - temperature that is too high or too low will affect the quality of the pottery pot, but I am not an old master, so I can only find the correct temperature by firing it many times.

After discovering this problem that day, she immediately asked the elders to make a new batch of naturally dried pottery jars. They should be almost done today, and she will find out after firing them in a kiln later.

So, on this day, Nishi Ichisu repeated yesterday's work - firing pottery jars.

As night falls,

The open space of the tribe was filled with smoke. In addition to the smoke from cooking and the hot flames from the burning campfires, there were also bursts of thick smoke coming out of the pottery kilns and charcoal kilns.

Look, how polluted the environment is.

Fortunately, there is no one here to enforce the law, otherwise I would have to spend the rest of my life in jail!

Nishi Ichiki looked at this scene and felt inexplicably happy.

She has been guarding the pottery kiln since she taught the children to practice Changquan this morning.

These earthenware jars are not only used to improve life, but also prepared for the upcoming trade fair.

The trade fair will be held in a few days, so I have to burn more quickly.

In a labor society, commodities are exchanged at equal value.

Primitive people were not stupid, and a woven basket could not be exchanged for anything good.

In order to exchange for something more to their liking, this batch of clay pots must be fired within these few days!

Nishi Ichisu thought as he stared at the pottery kiln.

When the color of the pottery body was seen changing from orange-red to orange-yellow-red from the kiln entrance, the ventilation holes of the kiln were immediately sealed.

Become!

Now we just need to simmer it overnight and we can start the kiln tomorrow.

"There should be more than seven this time..." Nishi Ichisu muttered to himself while washing the charcoal ash off his hands.

These days, I have been watching over the burning charcoal and earthenware pots every day, and there is ash in the gaps between my fingernails.

After washing it carefully, she picked up the broken pottery pieces in the basket beside her and went to find Chen Qi.

Waste must be utilized!