From Chief to Ball

Civilization... is really not something that happens overnight.

Look at the busy clansmen, look at the children who are counting one, two, and three in an awkward and trembling tone, look at those aunts who have not thought of extending the stick so that the warp thread can be pulled and shuttled, look at those aunts who have not thought of For the uncles who added bone needles and animal teeth in front of the feather arrows to increase their power, Chen Jian only felt that there was a long way to go.

"Let's see how long it takes them to figure it out."

Youyou sighed, the thinking of one person is not civilization, but the thinking of a group of people is civilization.

Chapter 9 Descendants of a Foodie Empire

It was sunny for three days in a row, and the dried fish exuded a stinky smell, and the flies buzzed and flew around to watch. The tribe didn't take it seriously, but Chen Jian hated it.

I had to catch a few children, get some fresh grass such as mugwort, light a fire in the place where the fish are dried, and keep adding mugwort to form a slightly bitter smoke, finally keeping the group of dive bombers from approaching .

The hunting in the past two days has become more and more simple, and the archery level of the clansmen has improved slightly. Although they cannot directly shoot deer and sheep, the efficiency of hunting has improved significantly.

Life looks good, there are meat and fish, and occasionally there are large white worms collected by women from trees, which are rich in protein. It is disgusting to eat raw, but it still has a special flavor when cooked.

However, as a person who traveled from the food empire, Chen Jian could no longer bear it.

Grilling, frying, frying, stewing, steaming, and now only roasting is left.

Looking at the fat and tender sheep eagerly, I want to boil it into a milky white soup, and add a few sprinkles of coriander and coriander in it. Just thinking about it makes my mouth water.

It's a pity that I can only watch it turn into a roast lamb, and there is no salt...

So on the evening of the third day, Chen Jian felt that it was time to get a container. At least he could drink some hot water. There are no antibiotics these days, so it’s okay now. How can we drink the water during the summer flood period?

Once again, he lied about the guidance of his ancestors, added enough dried fish and food, and won two days.

Now it is not a trivial matter to leave hunting to engage in other industries. That is to say, Chen Jian used bows and fish to endorse himself, and it was unanimously approved by the tribal vote.

From the accumulated bones, several shoulder blades of deer and sheep were found. These are good things for making bone tools. The top is narrow and thick, and the bottom is thin and wide, very tough.

Carefully smashed a few irregular holes in it with stones, but smashing bones is a technical job, even the best uncle in the family who smashed stones, the chance of success is not high.

There were more than 20 scapulae, and finally there were eight usable ones left.

I went out and chopped a few small trees as thick as eggs, removed the skin and inserted them into the small holes made.

In the past few days, the women have twisted a lot of rope, and dried some for later use, and the rope is the pre-technology of this tool.

Tie the rope carefully to the place where the bone and the wood are connected, and then add a one-foot-long crossbar on top of the bone, and fix it with the rope.

The function of this crossbar is to make it easier for you to use your strength when digging the soil, and there is a place to step on it. I have never heard of the shovels of later generations that are narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. A shovel that cannot be stepped on is not a qualified shovel.

The process is not complicated. I finished eight simple bone plows before going to bed, waved them around, and it was very light.

People gathered around to look at these tools, but they couldn't figure out what they were used for, but they knew the name of this thing - 耜, which is pronounced the same as the four of the four fingers.

Early the next morning, all men, women and children of the tribe came to the river at the foot of the mountain. Due to the rapid flow of the river, sandy beaches were only piled up at the corners of the river, and there were some clods on both sides of the river.

After looking at the soil, it is not very good clay, but it is not for making handicrafts, so I don't pay much attention to it.

The best clay is also called Avalokiteshvara, which is the kind of Avalokiteshvara soil that was eaten by hungry people during the catastrophe. It cannot be digested at all, and you will die if you eat it. I hope that I will not be a starving ghost in my next life.

There may be that kind of high-quality clay on the mountain here, but the tools in hand are not enough, so we can only use local materials.

Squeeze it with your hands and put it in the water to soak it. After squeezing it, the viscosity is fine. There is some yellow mud in it. There should be a lot of yellow mud under the soil layer.

Looking at the terrain, I found a flat place not far from the river.

Chen Jian first stepped on the crossbar on the bone plow, inserted the bone plow into the ground, made a demonstration, and then dug the soil vigorously and threw it aside.

This is a simple movement, and soon all the uncles and cousins ​​learned it.

Eight bones were used by nearly thirty men in turn, and a hole with a radius of about two meters was dug out in a short time, exposing the yellow mud inside.

The dry yellow mud was so hard that it was impossible to dig it with this simple tool, so a small canal was dug to divert the river water into the pit.

When the water reached the ankles, the canal was blocked, and several people were asked to take turns stepping in.

After a while, the hard yellow mud mixed with water into mud, and then turned into mud that sticks to feet. It was difficult for those who stepped on it to lift their legs.

The rest of the people went to collect branches. There were many dead trees nearby, and they could find some bugs as snacks by the way.

After working all morning, the mud pit has turned into a mess of mud, and the people who stepped on it were sweating profusely, and their bodies were covered in mud spots.

The replacement took the bone plow, dug out the wet yellow mud underneath and put it on the ground. This is the most basic raw material. It is definitely not suitable for firing porcelain, but it is no problem for firing pottery.

Let Yuqian take the child back to the cave to pick up some plant ashes, and get some fine sand on the impact island in the middle of the river.

Normally, before firing pottery, you need to use a sieve to remove the hard lumps and coarse sand inside, but now it is spring, and fibrous plants such as nettles and flax have not yet grown well, and even if they are ready, it will take ten days and a half months The fine linen cloth that can filter sand and soil can only be woven by retting in water to produce fibers. Starting from scratch requires a lot of time and countless front-end technologies.

With the "cloth" weaving now, it is estimated that the ostrich eggs can be leaked through all efforts, which is meaningless.

After adding some dry soil to the yellow mud and mixing it evenly, Chen Jian squeezed an extremely ugly bowl with his hands, then ran to the river to scoop up a ladle of water, and made a demonstration. The women immediately understood what it was for up.

This is the oldest method of pinching by hand. The things made can be said to be oddly shaped and easily broken during firing, but this is the only stupid way for the first time.

The aunts joined the army of mud and mud, and each of them took a piece and kneaded it on the stone, kneading it into the shape they wanted.

The men were called by Liu Jian, found a large flat stone slab by the river, piled piles of yellow mud on it, rubbed out the air inside, and found a piece of wood as a rolling pin. A pool of yellow mud was pressed into a large noodle cake more than half a meter wide.

Looking at the thickness of the mud cake, it was nearly three centimeters thick.

Another person hugged a big ball of mud and rubbed it into the shape of a long snake. Everyone was sweating profusely under the sun.

After dozens of long snakes were pinched, three or four people held one and carefully placed it on the round clay board, forming a circle, pouring a little water on it, and pressing it lightly to fix it.

They were connected together round after round, and when they reached about half a meter high, they finally completed a big clay pot.

If it is bigger, it will crack due to tension and gravity.

Because it was the first time to fire and had no experience, Chen Jian and the others made several large mud pots with mud cakes and mud sticks.

The aunts and cousins ​​also made a lot of weird containers and put them on the stone slabs near the big mud basin to dry.

There were four large basins and dozens of strange bowls and pots, and I don't know how many will be left after the first firing.

Thinking that the pottery might leak, I mixed plant ash with the excavated white soil and mixed it into mud, and asked people to carefully brush a layer of mud on the large pots, but I don't know if the glaze can be fired.

The best tool for making pottery is the pottery wheel. With the centrifugal force of the pottery wheel, it is easy to make various regular round pots, saving time and effort.

But the transmission system is a problem. Many tribes in the Stone Age have mastered the technology of pottery wheels, but Chen Jian can't figure out how they turn.

After squatting there pondering for a long time, I came up with a possible plan, but I don't know if it will be successful.

First, two very thick mud cakes were rolled out, and a hole was dug up and down through the non-center of one mud cake, and a groove was dug in the center of the other two mud cakes.