Ancient wasteland

Looking at the black pot in the priest's hand, Jing Que was a little surprised. He didn't expect that someone could make pottery now.

The production and use of pottery is one of the signs of the transition from the Paleolithic Age to the Neolithic Age.

He took the black pot into his hand and examined it carefully. The black pot was indeed earthen pottery, or the prototype of earthen pottery.

The shape of the black pot is very strange. It can be roughly seen that it is a pot, but there are various potholes and depressions on the outer and inner walls, which are strangely shaped.

The reason may be that the craftsmanship of kneading the mud embryo is not good enough, or the soil used to make the pot is mixed with too much water, and the mud embryo is too soft and difficult to shape.

Or it may be that after kneading clay into a pot shape, it was not dried in the shade at all, and it was directly placed on the fire and roasted over high heat.

Jing Qu felt that the pot was directly fired with fire instead of being fired in a kiln because he was on the outer wall of the black pot.

It was found that there was charcoal slag mixed in, which was left after the fire was burned.

It seems that the pottery-making skills of the native tribes are still immature, and they are in the process of groping, and they can burn this black pot by mistake.

Although the quality is worrying and there are faint cracks, it can already be regarded as very lucky.

The priest was slightly surprised, and then looked at him with a smile, "Do you know this kind of pot? Did you all use this kind of pot to cook meat before?"

Jing Que shook his head, "We all use iron pots, which are better than this one, but clay pots are indeed better than stone pots, and the quality of this black pot is not good.

You see, there is a crack on it, and although it is covered by a thin glaze, it will not leak, but it will crack here in a short time. "

The priest heard that it would be broken, frowned and looked towards the wind.

Feng was furious, "The native tribesmen are so courageous, how dare they lie to me, saying that this pot is easy to use?!"

Jing Que shook his head, "They didn't do it on purpose, it's just that the technology is not up to scratch, it's okay, just use it carefully."

In the solemn and solemn eyes of the priest and Shan, Jing Zhu hesitated a little, "I can make pottery, but I have to wait until I find the materials."

To be precise, Jingzhu knows how to fire porcelain, but ceramics have never been separated, and the production techniques are similar, and they all need high-temperature firing.

He crossed over and stared at food all day long, but he didn't expect the pottery to be reminded by the black pot.

Jing Que began to think, maybe he could try firing pottery.

Others are second to none. The main thing is to burn a large vat of coarse porcelain, so that water can be stored in the hole.

The vat can be burned out, the kimchi jar.It's not far away, and when he grows radishes, he can pickle pickles and kimchi.

Hearing that he can burn pottery, the priest was not surprised at all, his face was full of joy, "I'll let them find any materials you want."

Jing Que thought about it for a while, "I want clay, clay is...you touch it with your hands, it will stick to your hands, and you can't shake it off."

The priest and Shan looked at each other, "Look for clay!"

Without saying a word, Shan stood up and walked out of the cave, announcing to the hunting and gathering team.

When I saw clay-like objects outside, I brought them back for Jing to see.

Jing Que didn't have time to deal with these things. Although he hadn't come before the change of the salt team, but this time the salt stones were distributed to him, and he was given some.

In addition to the sacrifice, the salt stones they got in two were piled up into hills, which were expected to be eaten until autumn.

He had to take advantage of the rain to purify all the salt in the salt rock, and when the weather cleared, he would still be busy.

Jing Que didn't see Ye until dinner. He was busy holding black pots and stone pots, boiling water and pouring salt water all day long.

It was busy until night before all the salt stones were purified.

His arms were already sore and weak.

I didn't have the mind to think about wild things anymore, so I packed up and went back to sleep in my own cave after having dinner in the sacrificial cave.

When I woke up, I meditated on the bed first, and then got up to see the young seedlings at the entrance of the cave. It happened that Ye came back from the outside.

The animal skin was covered with dew, the feet were covered with mud, and he was panting slightly, Jing Que blinked, could it be that he hadn't slept all night? !

He thought about it for a while, and called out to Suzuno, "What are you doing?"

Ye pursed his lips and panted lightly, "I feel tight in my chest and feel very uncomfortable, so I went out to do some activities."

Jing Que expressed his understanding. When he was stressed and irritable, he also liked to do sports, sweat a little, and he felt much more comfortable.

There is no need for someone to comfort you when you lose a relationship, and you can come out on your own, "Then are you still going hunting today?"

Ye nodded, "Go, the patriarch said to find clay."

Jing Yu smiled, "Okay."

After talking to Ye, Jing Que lowered his head to look at his precious seeds, the magical seeds were growing rapidly.

In just one day, the cotyledons have fallen off and all the true leaves have grown.

Some of the true leaves are pointed, some are round, and all five of them look different. Jing Qu looked at it and felt relieved.

In any case, since the five seeds are of different species, the chances of growing good things are naturally greater.

After watching the Miracle Seed, Jing Zhu went to the square and waited for breakfast.

Carrying the cleaned wild vegetables, Yu Yu threw vegetables into the stone pot while talking to him, "Jing, there are too many wild vegetables that I dug up yesterday, and I can't finish them all.

Let's not dig wild vegetables today, but touch the eggs of quack beasts. "

Jing Que, "Quack beast? Is it a duck or a goose? What's the sound like?"

Fish don't know ducks and geese, have never heard of them, have no concept at all, so naturally they can't tell the difference.

He explained to Jing Que, "The quack beast is the kind that screams..."

She imitated Jing Que a few times on the spot, but Jing Que heard her call, and the sound was like a goose and a duck.

It's also impossible to tell whether it's a duck, a goose, or neither, just some kind of animal that quacks and lays eggs.

Jing Que gave up thinking, and asked her, "Where to touch it, is it on a tree?"

The fish boiled wild vegetables into the pot, stirred them with a wooden spoon, thought for a while, then shook his head, "Not on a tree, go into the water, by the water's edge.

There are many quack beasts, if we drive them away, we can touch the eggs. "

Jing Yu nodded, "Okay."

After breakfast, Jing Que set off with the collection team. This time, unlike before, he did not go up the mountain.

Yu led them down, passing by the land where they opened up wasteland, Jing Que wanted to see if the radish seeds that had been scattered had sprouted.

When he walked into the open land, he was stunned, next to the twenty acres of land they had opened up before.

In an area of ​​about ten acres, the vines and weeds have all been cut down, and they are scattered on the ground.

As for the traces of those vines being cut, they look familiar no matter how you look at them.

Jing Qu originally thought that Ye's so-called activities should be running around the tribe twice, or going for a stroll in the forest outside the tribe.

As a result...it turns out that the so-called activities in the field are to come to open up wasteland.

Among other things, with this speed of land reclamation, there will be two more broken loves and depressions, and their tribe is afraid that they will make a fortune.

Seeing him staring at the pile of weeds, the fish thought he didn't know, so he said to him, "They were all cut by the wild, I came out to fetch water yesterday.

I saw him chopping vines, the wild is really powerful, yes, Jing, are the wild vegetables you planted in your field still alive?

If the seed does not live, eat it quickly, and it will not taste good if it is dried. "

Jing Qu nodded quickly, "They are all alive, and there are many good things growing in this soil, wait for them to grow up a little bit.

I will transplant it to another place, and when more vegetables grow, we don't have to go out to dig wild vegetables, and we will have vegetables to eat every day. "

Yu was a little confused when he heard it, and replied in a daze, "Oh, then you are really good."

Jing Zhuo, "..."

This compliment doesn't sound like the slightest bit of sincerity.

You don't even understand what I mean! ?