Farming in the Primitive Tribe

Seeing that the fire in the stove was almost burning, Shen Xiaoxiao used two wooden sticks to pinch out the mud balls. More than a dozen mud balls were burned red, and a basin of water was poured down and it made a "sizzling" sound.

After the temperature of the mud ball dropped completely, Shen Xiaoxiao used wood to smash the mud ball into pieces. Xiao Yan still couldn't see any difference. Wasn't this just because the soil was burned dry? Why did it become the iron in Xiaoxiao's mouth?

"Can't you understand?" Shen Xiaoxiao asked with a smile.

Xiao Yan nodded, "This is still soil."

Shen Xiaoxiao smiled silently and took out the particles mixed in the soil. "This is the iron I'm talking about." However, the iron contained many impurities and was not pure iron, but it was enough for this era.

Xiao Yan picked up the particles and looked at them carefully, but couldn't tell why. He shook his head at Shen Xiaoxiao, "I can't tell what it is."

"It's okay, you'll know in a few days." He continued, "When enough iron is refined, you can make a knife. Then you will know it when you see it." No matter how much she explains to him, he has never seen her before. I can't even imagine what it's like.

"These are still raw materials. When enough is collected, they have to be refined again, and the molten iron is poured into the grinding tool to cool."

Xiao Yan heard it half-understood, but he didn't ask any more questions, thinking that he would be able to see it when he finished refining it.

"Come on, break open these mud balls and find out the iron inside. Be careful and don't miss anything." Shen Xiaoxiao asked Xiao Yan to do it together. It was already dark, so the two of them should go faster.

The moonlight was like a torch, and you could see clearly even without lighting a lamp. The two of them knocked out the iron particles from the mud ball while chatting.

In the next few days, the two of them were busy with this matter, collecting firewood, smoldering charcoal, burning the stove, and collecting iron particles.

"Xiao Yan, mix the charcoal and clay together and make a crucible."

"Okay." Xiao Yan immediately agreed and rolled out the crucible using the clay strip disking method. He then placed it next to the furnace to be dried by fire. After drying, he placed it in the furnace and added charcoal for forging. As the temperature increased, the crucible The color of the crucible was also constantly changing, but this did not achieve the effect she wanted. Then she added charcoal to it. The whole process lasted for nearly six hours. After cooling, Shen Xiaoxiao picked up the crucible and flicked it with her hand, and the crucible emitted There was a crisp sound.

Shen Xiaoxiao unconsciously raised the corner of her mouth, then put the crucible into the stove, added charcoal, and waited until the crucible was burned red, then poured the iron particles into the crucible, and then added charcoal around the crucible, Xiao Yan The blower was continuously pulled, and soon the fire in the furnace continued to burn, and the iron particles in the crucible began to melt.

When the iron particles were completely melted, she clamped them up with two wooden sticks. At this time, the crucible was already burning red. She poured the melted molten iron into the molds that had been made. This time, the molten iron was filled with two molds and there were still two molds left. a little.

The molten iron began to solidify and take shape. Shen Xiaoxiao poured water on it to speed up the cooling. Soon the molten iron was completely cooled, but the formed knife was still unusable.

Xiao Yan picked it up curiously and even rubbed it with his hands, but a dull and uneven feeling hit his face. He cut his hand again, but there was no bleeding. His eyes were confused, Xiaoxiao didn't mean to compare bones. Is the knife easy to use? But, why does he feel that there is no bone knife that is easy to use?

"It's just a shape now. You have to grind off the surface layer and sharpen it before it can be used." Shen Xiaoxiao naturally knew what he was thinking, "Let's go, let's sharpen the knife first. You will know when the time comes."

The two of them went to the river to find a stone. Shen Xiaoxiao held the handle of the knife with one hand and pressed the back of the knife with the other and began to slide it up and down. Soon the knife made a harsh sound as it slid against the stone.

"Like this, pour some water on it from time to time and grind it until the surface layer is completely polished." He continued, "When you finish grinding it, you will know whether it can compare with the bone knife."

Soon the sound of sharpening the knife began one after another. After half an hour, the two stopped. Xiao Yan also went from being confused at the beginning to being surprised later. He could feel that this knife was really different from the bone knife they used.

"Try it." Shen Xiaoxiao smiled and pointed at the small tree in front of her.

Xiao Yan slashed it with the knife without hesitation. His eyes widened slightly, and he was filled with surprise. Then he chopped it a second time, and the knife mark on the small tree became a little deeper. He then waved his hand, and it was just a few seconds. Next, the small tree fell to the ground.

He felt that his knowledge had been refreshed. It would take at least ten or twenty blows to chop with a bone knife, but now he could chop down a small tree in just a few blows?

He finally understood why Xiaoxiao was so sure that the iron knife was better than the bone knife. No wonder Xiaoxiao showed a sense of disgust every time he used the bone knife. After using the iron knife, he also began to dislike the bone knife.

"How is it? I didn't lie to you." Shen Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows slightly.

Xiao Yan smiled happily and said, "No, it is indeed better than the bone knife." He praised without hesitation, "Xiaoxiao, you are really amazing."

"Generally speaking, you cut two branches to make a knife handle, and we will melt those iron particles into molten iron to make a machete. I want to make a table and a chair." If it weren't for the conditions, she would have been unable to bear it and sat on the ground. Now that she has iron, she naturally wants to improve it.

Although making iron takes a little time, now she has nothing but time, so she has plenty of time to do these things.

To make furniture, tools are indispensable. She plans to make hammers and chisels today, and then use the smelted iron to make hoes. This will make it much easier to open up wasteland.

"Okay." Xiao Yan agreed immediately, "You take a break first, I'll light the fire after I finish it."

Shen Xiaoxiao did not refuse. After all, she was really tired.

Then Xiao Yan poured the iron particles into the crucible for forging, while Shen Xiaoxiao made models of machetes, hammers and chisels out of clay.

Before the second furnace of molten iron was finished, the man who went hunting came back.

Shi An put down his things and went straight to them. He had been doing this for the past few days, looking for them as soon as he came back, wanting to be the first to know what the iron knife they were talking about was, but he came back disappointed several times.

"Goddess, Brother Yan, is the iron sword ready?" The voice came before the person arrived. Shen Xiaoxiao smiled and shook her head, "It's done."

"Really? Where is it? Let me see." Shi An said in surprise. He originally thought that he would return without success today, but he didn't expect that he had already done it.

"Nn." Shen Xiaoxiao pointed to the two knives placed aside, "Be careful not to cut your hands when you look at them."

Shi An only saw the two knives placed aside and didn't hear what Shen Xiaoxiao was saying at all. He picked up one of the knives excitedly and looked at it from side to side, but he didn't see anything. What is the difference between the knife and the bone knife? It should be heavier than the bone knife. As for whether it is sharper than the bone knife, he doesn't know.

He looked around and saw a branch nearby. He picked it up and chopped it down with a knife. Soon he was stunned and looked at the knife marks on the branch in disbelief.

Then he slashed hard, and the branch broke.

At this time, he could no longer control his expression, his mouth opened wide, and he turned his head stiffly to look at Xiao Yan.