I'm not a wild eater

Then pick up the crab shell and polish the surface of the clay pot.

Yan Shu watched it patiently before starting to deal with his pottery cup.

After Mu Qing finished, she waited quietly for Yan Shu.

"Hee hee, you're done, can you take a look at this?"

Yan Shu picked up the processed pottery cup and handed it carefully to Mu Qing.

Mu Qing took it over and carefully looked inside and outside.

"Xiaoshu, I found something."

"Ok?"

"I found that you are still very talented in making handmade products. I will teach you how to make things next time."

"No, no, that's too much trouble."

Yan Shu waved his hands again and again, took the remaining piece of clay, and continued beating.

"I see that you like making pottery. Thatch weaving is also good, why don't you like weaving bamboo?" Mu Qing wondered.

Yan Shu beat the clay in his hands, and said unhurriedly, "Because weaving bamboo is not as fun as playing with clay."

"Ok."

Muqing shook his head, and gently put the clay cup that Yan Shu had made on the table.

Open the gate of the fence, and move back the big stones that supported the dried bamboo shoots from the hillside.

Mud is really fun, and there's nothing wrong with that.

There is a pottery shop in our shopping mall, and the business is booming.

Seeing that Master Mu made pottery twice, I think I can burn it at home by myself.

It's not that easy, and no suitable clay can be found.

Buy online, the whole set of tools is available.

real?Then I will buy a set to practice my hands, and if the world is destroyed in the future, I can still make pottery by myself.

World destruction?Then you still burn the fart Tao.

Muqing formed a half circle along the mountain with the stones he brought back.

Clean up all the hay and everything above, use part of the stream mud, and add soil to knead evenly.

Apply to cleared weeds.

Start a fire in the pile of stones, and wait until the soil on the wall is dried.

Muqing took the clay pot and cup, turned them upside down, and put them on top of the surrounded stone pile.

"Are you ready to start burning?" Yan Shu turned half of his body and asked.

"It's not that fast. This still needs to be baked for a day to dry the free water inside, and then it can enter the process of firing pottery."

"Taking advantage of this time, I just happened to make a pottery kiln."

"I'm fine."

Yan Shu came over with another pottery cup.

Muqing held it in his hand and looked at it, and there was absolutely nothing that he needed to deal with.

He turned it upside down and placed it by the fire.

He took out a stick, looked at the horrible ground dug by Yan Shu, shook his head helplessly, and continued to dig the hole bigger.

Chapter 210

"What is this again?" Yan Shu asked, picking the dirt from his nails.

"Dig a pottery pit and get more soil by the way."

"The honeycomb panel should have been dried, why don't you take it down?" Muqing confessed.

"Okay, let me polish my nails first."

Yan Shu washed his hands outside the door, picked up a pebble, and slowly polished his nails on the side, while watching Muqing build a pottery kiln.

"Is this how you handle your nails? You're so smart." Mu Qing looked up.

"Isn't that so? Then how did you do it?" Yan Shu was puzzled.

"After taking a bath, bite with your teeth while you are soft."

I remembered when I was a child, I used scissors to cut with one hand, and bit my teeth if I couldn't cut it with the other.

I can't cut it on the other side, is it because my left hand is clumsy?

This is a kind of magic spell. No one helped me cut it when I was a child. After trying for a long time, I was finally able to cut the other side.

I still have the habit of biting my nails.

Me too, I habitually gnaw on it when I'm bored.

Wouldn't it be rough to bite with your teeth?It is good to use a stone to grind like Shu Ye.

"Hey, that's so unclean." Yan Shu said with disgust.

"You don't even dislike your own papa, why do you dislike your nails?"

"..."

Yan Shu unilaterally ended the chat.

He lowered his head and silently polished his nails.

Mu Qing lowered his head and dug out the dug soil from the pit.

Add to the blended stream mud and stir together again.

I looked among the piles of stones and picked out a large, long and slender stone.

Yan Shu took the honeycomb panel that had been dried and shaped, and handed it to Muqing.