I am a primitive

Limp is excited when he sees the fish in the river, after all this is the turning point of his gloomy life.

Seeing that he walked to the river with a tree branch and was about to poke a few times at the fish inside, Han Cheng shouted to stop this guy who was addicted to harpooning.

Han Cheng asked everyone to pick off the grass in a circle of about one meter that he circled.

Then let Lie and Heiwa dig the soil with the multi-functional weapon that can be used for hunting and self-defense, and for spearing fish - a pointed tree stick.

Pottery is different from porcelain in that pottery does not pay too much attention to the soil used. Generally, soil that can only be glued together can be fired into pottery.

This is also the most important reason why pottery is spread all over the world among the ancient civilizations that have been excavated, while further porcelain is only found in our country.

Hancheng has already seen the soil here. It has a good viscosity and can be used for firing pottery.

The reason why he chose to burn pottery beside a small river instead of near a cave is because pottery firing is not particular about soil, but water is needed to mix mud.

It is too difficult to carry the water from the small river with the few bulky things in the tribe that can barely be seen as bowls and stone basins, and then transport them over and mud.

A layer of soil was excavated, Han Cheng stopped the movements of Limp and Hei Wa, took leaves from the river for a few times, poured water on the raised soil, and then, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, began to squat down and make water with the mud. .

Limp and the seven students who followed couldn't help but widen their eyes when they saw this scene. They didn't understand. The Son of God called them out and let them watch from the side in such a serious way, just to make himself wait for others. Watch him play with mud?

Or is it that the Son of God wants to teach himself to wait for others to play with mud?

It's just, who hasn't played with this mud before!

Every time the weather is not cold and the rain stops, digging mud outside the cave is their favorite thing to do.

Could it be that the Son of God can play new tricks with this mud?

They were full of doubts.

However, because Shenzi can often come up with some novel and useful things on weekdays, they respect Shenzi very much. Although they are puzzled, no one speaks out, and no one shows disdain. Confession, watching Shenzi playing with mud.

Of course, I don’t know if I read it seriously or take it to heart.

Han Cheng didn't pay attention to what they were thinking, but kneaded the mud into lumps on his own, and then broke off a piece and kneaded it into a round cake with a diameter of ten centimeters.

Then put the round cake on the stone slab that they had picked up halfway in advance, and a layer of hay was placed on the stone slab to prevent the mud from sticking to the stone and making it difficult to remove.

Then Han Cheng took the mud again, rubbed them into mud strips about half a centimeter thick, and circled up along the edge of the circular mud bottom on the stone slab, and finally stopped at a place about five or six centimeters high. Down.

The crowd watching around looked at the mud with a small bottom and a big mouth, and they were no longer as contemptuous as they were at the beginning.

The Son of God called them here, and it really wasn't just playing with mud.

Han Cheng rested this thing that could barely be called a bowl, making it look more like a bowl.

Then he motioned Hei Wa to use the leaves to fetch some water from the river.

The reconciled mud hadn't been used up yet, Hei Wa didn't understand what Shenzi needed water for, but he did it anyway.

Han Cheng picked up some water held by Heiwa with his hands, splashed it on the pottery embryo, and then carefully wiped it back and forth on the rough pottery embryo with his wet hands. The imprint, which is still noticeable, gradually becomes smaller and eventually smooths out.

This is a meticulous job that requires extra care, but even if he is careful, it is the first time for Han Cheng to do this with his own hands. His hands are very raw, and sometimes a mark will be made if he is not careful.

But no matter what, after spending about 10 minutes, a bowl of slabs still appeared in front of everyone.

Although the bottom of this bowl is larger, the mouth is smaller, the left and right sides of the bowl are not as high, and it is three flat and four not round, but it can barely be called a bowl.

After all, this is in the primitive era, so the requirements should not be so high.

"This is what I will give you today! We can use it to drink water, serve rice, and even cook eggs..."

Han Shenzi, who had muddy hands, looked at the bowl and gave an impromptu speech. Of course, it is impossible for someone who has only studied Mandarin with him for about two months to understand everything Han Cheng said.

For example, they don't understand what is meant by 'filling rice' or 'boiled eggs'.

However, they understood the general meaning of the Son of God.

Even the lame who was the most convinced of the son of God couldn't help but widen his eyes. He really couldn't figure out how to use this weird-looking thing to hold water for drinking.

These are all made of mud. If they come into contact with water, won’t they all be broken?

Even if it is not bad, one mouthful will end up with half a mouthful of mud!

This……

How can this thing made of mud be used to hold water for food!

Han Cheng, who was a little excited, talked there for a long time, turned his head, and found that all these people were looking at himself and then at the pottery bowl with dull faces.

Han Cheng believed that if it wasn't for his reputation as the Son of God and the fact that he had done a lot of miraculous things in the past, these guys would definitely show their foolish expressions more clearly.

"Whatever you look at, follow what I said just now, and do it now!"

Han Cheng, who couldn't keep up with his face, sniffled and yelled at everyone in feigned anger, and then continued to play with his own mud without paying attention to anyone.

"puff"

I don't know who couldn't hold it back anymore, and laughed out loud first, followed by a burst of 'puchi'.

These minors who have studied with Han Cheng for so long have never seen the calm and omniscient Shenzi who has shown such embarrassment. After that laugh, the rest of the people couldn't bear it The one who lived followed laughed.

"A bunch of little bastards! Laugh at me now, and in a few days I'll let you all see the methods of the son of God."

Han Cheng muttered in his heart rather depressedly, and habitually touched his nose with his hands, but a piece of mud stuck to his nose.

Seeing this scene, the little bastards laughed even more happily, and even the lame was holding back his laughter until his face turned red and his neck was thick.

Laughing, but the work that should be done is still to be done. Since the Son of God asked them to do this, then they just follow suit.

It doesn't matter whether the mud can be used for drinking water or not, the important thing is that it is fun.

Especially seeing the embarrassment of the always mysterious and serious Son of God today, no matter how much useless work you do, it is worth it.

What's more, they really have nothing serious to do except to learn the characters of the language of God that Shenzi recently created.

Chapter 27 Pottery and Confidence

Han Cheng originally thought that he would make a pot first, but based on his current pottery-making skills, which are not even considered basic, this is really too unrealistic.

After doing it three or four times in a row, all of which ended in failure, Han Cheng could only settle for the next best thing to making clay pots.

Clay pots can also be used to boil water and cook soup. Although it is not convenient to put it out, but at this time, you really can't pay too much attention.

Han Cheng, who was muddy with both hands, made a clay pot with a diameter of about [-] centimeters. The pot was round and about [-] centimeters high, and he pressed it on the top two to three centimeters from the mouth of the pot. I got two ears, which can be used to wear ropes when the time comes.

Han Cheng admired himself for a while, and thought it was not bad.