The Immortal King has a farming system (Quick Transmigration)

Chapter 552 The pottery is completed

In the afternoon, Yun Mo went to cut a batch of bamboo and brought back a few bamboo shoots. He had a meal of bamboo shoot stewed with meat in the evening.

As usual, Qi Huan slept while Yun Mo did not. Yun Mo opened up the joints of the bamboo pole and put it in place for use.

After dawn, Yun Mo made wild vegetable and meat soup with the remaining bamboo shoots and wild vegetables. Then he was busy for the whole morning. He carefully connected the bamboo tubes one by one. After making sure that water flowed into the bamboo tubes, Yun Mo checked again.

With sufficient water, Yun Mo made a wooden frame about 30 cm long and 12 cm wide, and then brought a stone slab and started making mud bricks.

Add water to the mud, roll up your pants, and step on it back and forth, just like kneading dough, to make the mud evenly mixed. Then, dig out a piece of mud with your hands and beat it repeatedly to make sure that the mud will not fall apart easily. Then, throw the mud hard into the frame to shape the mud ball into a mud brick.

The finished mud bricks are placed in the dug living room to dry in the shade.

Seven days later, Yun Mo made all the mud into mud bricks and placed more than a thousand mud bricks in the living room, forming neat large squares. The yard became empty again.

Yun Mo washed his hands and thought of the pottery he had fired seven days ago. Fortunately, there was a fixed number of matches in it, and the runes disappeared when Yun Mo realized that the pottery was fired.

When the stone slab outside was opened, although there was no fire inside, a feeling of heat still hit me in the face. A water tank, a pottery jar, two pottery bowls, and a pottery basin that was added later were all bright red.

Qi Huan stood outside and watched everyone, his eyes full of joy.

Qi Huan: "Brother, this pottery has glaze."

Yun Mo: "Hmm" Qi Huan: "Hey, why are all the bowls I made broken?"

Qi Huan: "Why didn't anything you made break, but everything I made broke?"

Yun Mo: “When I make pottery, I repeatedly beat the clay to get all the bubbles out before I start shaping it.”

Yun Mo: "If you dig a piece of clay and just knead it and shape it, there will be bubbles inside. When you burn it with a high fire, the gas inside will expand and it will naturally break."

Qi Huan: "Then why didn't you remind me?"

Yun Mo: "It's just two bowls, I'll give them to you to play with."

Yun Mo: "After this failure, I believe you will remember to beat the clay repeatedly in the future."

Yun Mo: "Okay, take these things outside and use them"

Yun Mo: "I need to take care of this place"

Qi Huan: "Do you want to burn bricks?" Yun Mo: "Not yet, I'll dig out our bedroom first."

Yun Mo: "When the time comes, put the bricks in and burn them. It will also burn the walls to prevent mud debris from falling off when you move in later."

Qi Huan: "Can you glaze the walls?"

Yun Mo: "Even if it can't be burned, it's still much better than mud."

Qi Huan: "Can I get a few more bowls in then?"

Yunmo: “OK”

Yun Mo: "I'll go make clay tomorrow"

Yun Mo: "It's a good time to make some larger pottery jars. It's time to put away the fish."

Qi Huan: "We also need to collect the wild boar meat."

Yun Mo: "There's not much wild boar meat left, let's eat it all today." Qi Huan: "Then all we have left are those few dozen kilograms of fish?"

Yun Mo: “It’s okay.”

Yun Mo: "I can dig out the bedroom today"

Yun Mo: "Put the mud bricks in tomorrow and light the fire, then I'll go hunting."

Qi Huan: "I've made a lot of hemp rope recently. I've spun it all into balls using the spinning wheel you made. Can I make it into a hemp rope two fingers thick today? This will make it easier for you to tie up your prey."

Yunmo: “OK”

Qi Huan hurried over to twist the rope.

Yun Mo knocked on the wall. Although it was pitch black, Yun Mo, who had night vision, could still see the glaze on the wall at a glance. He tapped it with his fingers and it felt cool and smooth. He curled his lips in satisfaction.

A small portion of the bedroom had already been dug out, and Yun Mo finished the rest in a morning. Only the window remained, but he was in no hurry. He put down the shovel and went to cook. After finishing the last piece of pork, Yun Mo started planning the yard. The yard was too small now, and after putting some soil in, there was no place to step.

Qi Huan placed all the firewood he had collected these days outside the thorn fence.