The Immortal King has a farming system (Quick Transmigration)

Chapter 125 The Forgotten Witch Doctor

The next morning, Chunya came to Yunmo's house early and sorted out the herbs one by one.

After sorting the herbs, she followed Yun Mo. She followed Yun Mo as he picked out the medicinal seeds. She followed Yun Mo as he made the pills, with a light in her eager eyes.

Yun Mo simply told Chunya about the medicinal properties of the medicines she had just divided while she was working.

After saying this, Yun Mo asked Chunya to turn over the land outside the cave.

A thinly ground stone piece was equipped with a wooden handle. Chunya used it to lightly turn over the soil, turning out the grass roots and stones, leaving only the loose soil.

After Chunya turned the soil, Lei ran to Chunya, panting.

Lei: "The Great Witch is dying and wants to see you. Come with me quickly."

Chunya: “What?”

Chunya's face changed, and she dropped the tools she was using to turn the soil and ran away.

Lei: "Mo, you go too"

Lei shouted and ran away in a hurry.

Yun Mo's eyes were cold. According to the original plot, the great wizard didn't even remember the original owner after his death. He would just stand outside the cave if he went there. But Yun Mo still closed the door and went in. After all, he was the original owner's master, so he would just send people off on behalf of the original owner.

Sure enough, when Yun Mo arrived, he just stood outside the cave like everyone else. The great witch didn't remember him at all. When wailing sounds were heard from the cave, some people outside the cave also began to sob.

Chunya took over the position of Great Shaman from the Great Shaman, and naturally, Chunya was responsible for the Great Shaman's funeral. According to the custom of the Tiger Tribe, after the death of an orc, they were cremated and their ashes were scattered in the river, symbolizing that the deceased would return to the embrace of the Beast God.

It was already dusk when the funeral of the great witch was over.

Yun Mo carried Shun, who was stuffed into Bai's arms, back to his cave.

Early the next morning, Lei brought people to knock on Yun Mo's wooden door.

The day for firing pottery has arrived.

When they arrived at the place, everyone arranged the dried clay figures according to Yun Mo's requirements and then started to light the fire.

Lei and his men carefully guarded the fire. Yun Mo went into the woods to look for herbs, and Chun Ya followed. Yun Mo adhered to the concept of gender differences and called Zhan along as well.

The pottery cellar had been burning for a whole day as Yun Mo had said. As soon as the fire was out, Lei wanted to jump in to check the pottery, but the people next to him quickly held him back.

Supporting role: "The clan leader" Supporting role: "Mo said that after the fire is put out, we need to let it air dry before leaving"

Lei felt itchy, but didn't jump down.

After getting permission, Lei jumped down excitedly and ran out soon holding a red bowl.

Lei: “It’s done, it’s done”

Lei's tone was so excited that Yun Mo, who was checking the herbs picked by Chunya, raised his eyes.

Yun Mo: "Mud red?"

Chunya: "It doesn't matter what color it is, it's pottery (excited tone)"

Yun Mo: “…”

Yun Mo swallowed the thought of "Is the temperature too low?" Well, the things he disliked might not be disliked by others.

In the end, Yun Mo watched with his own eyes as these orcs excitedly danced around a pile of defective pottery they had dug out, and even discussed holding a bonfire party.

Yun Mo: “…”

Yun Mo touched the pottery that he had made with his own hands. The pottery was smooth and glazed. Although the color was a little unpleasant to him, it could still be called pottery.

Yun Mo didn't plan to use these pottery vessels to make wine. He handed them to Lei and asked him to take care of them. Yun Mo was already thinking about making some changes to the cellar to try to increase the temperature and the success rate of the pottery. By the way, he would also look for some soil for firing pottery to see if he could fire black pottery.

The success rate of this terracotta pottery is less than half. Yun Mo is not proficient in pottery firing and cannot tell what causes it, but he doesn't mind studying it a few more times to find out the reason and then improve it.