Wolf King

The so-called making up a lie requires countless lies to complete the lie. The moment Xiao Yun uttered the lie of "the dead mother taught me to be a man", he had already conceived the next whitewashing routine in his mind, that is, regardless of what others believed If you don’t believe me, let Shi Hammer first tell you that you are the original owner, and that you have obtained the skills taught by the original owner’s wife, and solve the problem of his knowledge source and the inseparable relationship with the original owner—anyway, if he insists on breaking it, he will turn his previous life into a true one. The reincarnation of the original owner, Ayun, or the original owner is his reincarnation. In any case, he can explain the order of what he throws out. The so-called occultism does not need to be too clear to leave room for YY.

What Xiao Yun never expected was that... after Uncle Ah Shan finished crying, he touched his dog's head and went out with a firm face, without any in-depth communication to let him finish telling the lie and implement the stone hammer...

Xiao Yun: "..." You, who should cooperate with me, turned a blind eye to this.

The dazed Xiao Yun added firewood and wondered if there was something wrong with his performance. After much deliberation, Xiao Yun didn't find anything wrong... Ah Shan followed his words completely, and seemed to believe Xiao Yun's performance. Yun's "dead mother taught me to be a man" theory, and she was crying so hard, it didn't make sense and didn't respond?

"Or, did he go to consult with wise men in the tribe, such as the patriarch?"

After much deliberation, Xiao Yun felt that maybe it was true, the patriarch lived longer, and he was an elder trusted by the clan like Ah Shan.Gathering his mind, Xiao Yun calmed down and thought silently in his mind how he should continue to perfect this lie so that he can fool the patriarch once and for all without any risks or flaws...

Squatting in the firewood with a bitter and bitter face, and burning the firewood for a day, at night, Xiao Yun, who thought he had made up the lies impeccably and logically, put on a fighting stance and prepared to face the questioning patriarch, but unexpectedly... excited The head of the patriarch who worked hard all day making bricks was so tired that he couldn't stand upright. After eating the big pot of rice, he took a bath and climbed the kang.

Xiao Yun: "..." Silently turned his gaze to Uncle Ashan.

Uncle Ah Shan, who was about six or seven years older than him, gave him a slightly slovenly warm smile, and stretched out his paws, which were soaked in barbecue oil, to touch his dog's head.

Xiao Yun... Xiao Yun can't ask Uncle Ah Shan if you believe the lie I made up, and if you believe that your old sister and my mother enlightened me in a dream...

"At least he believes that I am the original owner. He probably didn't regard me as a wandering ghost occupying the magpie's nest. Otherwise, his attitude should not be so harmonious... Sigh, forget it, if he believes all my nonsense , I really think that the old sister who died in the battle is still in the world to bless the eldest nephew and become a godsend. .”

Xiao Yun wiped his face, thinking that it would be about a quarter of an hour before he came out to eat a big pot of rice, so he got up and prepared to go back to the firewood room, where the fire must not be broken—to make pottery that can be used instead of breaking when touched The scum, there is something particular about it.As far as Xiao Yun's extremely limited understanding of pottery is such a small and fresh favorite, he also knows that there is a process of heating and cooling in pottery... He has personally done this kind of relatively technical work. The obligation of "opening up wasteland" cannot be said to just draw a blueprint and leave all the work to others.One is that in the tribe of the Snow Werewolf, no one has the capital to be quiet after passing through. Even if you hold on to the patriarch's thigh and don't take the initiative to increase productivity, you will die like a fool; The snow werewolf who "follows the feeling" came to fire the kiln, and if he didn't collapse, he would give him face.

In modern society, there are professional kilns that can control the temperature for pottery firing. Advanced equipment can burn out clay tires in more than a day. Less advanced equipment can take more time if the combustion is sufficient——Xiao Yun sees On a forum, my brother put the mud tires in a small empty tin bucket, piled them with rotten wood picked up from construction waste, and burned them vigorously. The most annoying thing is that the burned things are really pretty.

Xiao Yun is not really short of fuel at this moment. Every year, the tribe collects firewood and cow dung as much as possible in the autumn for the winter. This year he got out the mud-brick house and the kang, which are the artifacts for the winter. The utilization rate of fuel has not been improved Two points, if he wants to use the excess fuel to burn pottery, no one will object.

What really upset Xiao Yun was that the clay kiln he had expended countless efforts to build might not be as good as the empty tin buckets that were casually picked up by the roadside in modern society...

Thinking about making pottery in his mind, Xiao Yun got up and took two steps. Suddenly, he always felt that something was wrong, and suddenly turned his head to look at Ah Shan who was still eating by the campfire with his clansmen.

The snow werewolves basically don't use ceramic bowls very much. They grab vegetables and meat with their hands, and hold the pottery pot when drinking soup. The oil in Ah Shan's claws is just grabbing the roast meat and eating it. The oil almost dripped onto half of his sleeve up.

And Ah Shan's other hand was carefully holding a black earthenware bowl, which contained some bean sprout soup.

This world is not a real primitive society. Both the orc empire and the human kingdom have civilizations. The pottery bought by the tribe and the human caravan has a natural earthy red glaze that is fired after the pottery is more mature.

The dark pottery bowl in Ah Shan's hand has a thick carcass, severe pits, and rough surface. Even if the Snow Werewolf had no eyesight, he would not spend furs to exchange for such defective products... In other words, Ah Shan is useless The authentic Snow Werewolf that Tao Wan used to hold in his hand was a semi-finished product that Xiao Yun had previously baked in a large stove experiment.

Xiao Yun stared blankly at the black pottery bowl in Ah Shan's hand for a few seconds, and suddenly felt a heat in his chest, and felt a little guilty from the bottom of his heart - tens of seconds ago, he was still complaining about Ah Shan's failure to cooperate with him to whitewash the time-traveling routine. It's a pity, now, he feels that facing the simple-minded Snow Werewolf, he still plays such a scheming thing, it's just full of air.

"Uncle Ah Shan, do you want to come and burn pottery with me?"

"Ah?" Ah Shan turned his head and looked over in surprise, "Ah Yun, did you call me?"

"Yeah. It's going to burn all night, so come here if you don't think it's too hot." Xiao Yun waved.

Ah Shan immediately finished half a bowl of bean sprout soup in one gulp, quickly rolled up the wicker and grass mat in front of him, and strode towards...

Qingcao and Dahe looked enviously at Ashan who had entered the mysterious firewood room with Xiao Yun, looked at each other, and sighed in unison—the patriarch ordered no one to enter that mysterious room to disturb Ayun Shaotao, and Ayun didn't say anything to let them They also went in, making them who were already curious even more curious.

...Well, that's right, Ah Shan sneaked in in the afternoon to avoid other people. He felt that Ah Yun's answer explained the changes in him and then left immediately. He was also worried that he would be scolded if he was discovered... As for Xiao Yun was looking forward to having Ah Shan cooperate with him in the performance, and extending his knowledge to the fact that his dead mother appeared. With Ah Shan's simple way of thinking, he couldn't think of this level at all...

Returning to the firewood room, and sitting side by side with Uncle Ah Shan facing the mouth of the firepit, Xiao Yun really hoped that he could start cultivating the relationship with Uncle Cheap by burning pottery together. When he was living, he was estranged from relatives of his father's generation and close to his mother's relatives. He had several uncles in the country who were good to him, and it was nothing awkward for him to have more younger uncles.

"Last time, Qingcao and I put the pottery bowls on the kang to test the pottery bowls. The temperature was not enough and the heating process was too short. The pottery bowls were not completely heated, and they were black and had no texture of pottery. The six insides cracked before they came out of the oven. Two of them were burned, and the other one was that the horns of the horns would be broken when touched. So I think, to make successful pottery, first of all, the high temperature must be ensured, and secondly, the temperature must be raised frequently. The quality of the mud tires is tight, what do you think, Uncle?"

"Eh... huh?" Ah Shan hadn't finished eating the barbecue meat allotted, and when he heard that Xiao Yun asked him, he was stunned.

"I tried to increase the frequency of adding firewood slowly during the day today, so that the temperature inside the cave had a relatively long heating process, and then I went out many times to check the walls of the cave, and some of the temperature would dissipate from the walls. But the temperature inside should be much higher than inside the kang, which can retain high temperature."

Xiao Yun didn't care whether he could understand or not, he still patiently explained to Ah Shan, he wanted Ah Shan to participate in the pottery firing, and experience the joy of exploring and creating from it: "Now, the burning tunnel can be filled with fuel When the upper limit is reached, refilling will cause the firepower to decrease due to insufficient space for air to enter, so for the time being, it will be considered that the temperature rise has reached the limit, and the next step will start: maintaining a high temperature for a period of time."

"High temperature can make the pottery dense, fine and firm and not fragile. For this reason, I deliberately left charcoal when I burned the kang a few days ago, and I asked you and Niujiao to help me move it here, just to prepare Use it at this time. Come, uncle, pass me the charcoal. From now on, there will be no firewood and cow dung in it, and all will be burned with charcoal."

"Oh!" Ah Shan quickly stuffed the rest of the meat into his mouth, and got up to move the charcoal pile.

"The high temperature lasts for about one to two hours... Well, it's almost the time from eating very full and not being able to eat any more to digesting part of the food in the stomach, and you can try to eat more."

"Hoo hoo... No one would eat like this, what a waste. Ah Yun, don't you think it's too hot? Can I lift the animal skin blocking the door to breathe?"

"No, the cold wind will blow in, you stay away from the fire hole and take off your fur clothes."

"Ah Yun, is the pottery sold to us by the caravan also fired in this way?"

"Well, but humans have more mature technology, we need to experiment a few more times to burn to a similar level."

"Ayun, you have become so smart."

"...Mmm." Xiao Yun didn't teach better than his old lady who was a ghost. He already regretted using his deceased relatives to fool Ah Shan.

Ah Shan glanced at Xiao Yun with a very careful look. He seemed to feel that Xiao Yun was a little depressed, and he frowned and thought hard for a while. This snow werewolf, who probably had never learned how to comfort others in his life, worked very hard: "Ayun, even if you're not so smart, I never thought you were useless to the tribe. Snow werewolves are natural warriors, so we can just turn into wolves. Moreover, the humans in the caravan are much weaker than you. They're both obnoxious and arrogant."

"..." Xiao Yun silently turned his face to look at A Shan with a sincere face. He, a normal person with a healthy mental health, heard nothing wrong with it. The original owner should be a child with depression, and the problem would be very serious. big……

"No matter what you are, Ah Yun is Ah Yun." Ah Shan added particularly firmly.

Xiao Yun immediately understood why Ah Shan reacted that way during the day. He understood his foolishness but he felt that it was not important. Anyway, it made no difference to him whether it was Ah Shan or Ah Yun—it was simple, rude, and straightforward. The reflex arcs and brain circuits are completely the standard snow werewolf mode.

Xiao Yun raised his hand again and pinched his brows. He found that he was still a little accustomed to looking at snow werewolves with human thinking, which made him look a bit self-inflicted and self-indulgent... The largest snow werewolf tribe didn't even have the concept of offering sacrifices, so it can be seen Whether there are real gods and devils, whether dead relatives and ancestors will appear, these things of free self-confirmation do not need to care about the snow werewolf, because the snow werewolf is a super pragmatic person who only cares about the visible "now"...

At the very beginning, the first question Ah Shan came to ask him was that he wondered if Ah Yun encountered some stimulation when he went out and suddenly became smarter, instead of thinking that Ah Yun had changed his core. This is the difference in thinking mode caused by different concepts. .

In contrast, although he is not superstitious, Xiao Yun, who still has the traditional understanding of "major affairs of the country, are worshiped in the army", seems to be paralyzed and feudal...

"In other words, even if I yell that I am not the original owner, A-Shan, these snow werewolves will only think that I was stimulated and my brain went wrong, and they still want to keep me in the tribe. Anyway, they see that I am the original owner, A-Yun. , I am the original owner, Ayun." Xiao Yun couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, but he couldn't say it out, so he could only silently ache, "Then what the hell am I struggling with..."

With a complicated mood, Xiao Yun dragged Ah Shan to burn the kiln with him all night. On the second day, Xiao Yun estimated that the kiln had been fired for more than 24 hours, so he began to reduce the firepower and slowly lower the temperature inside the kiln.

The whole cooling time lasted for another whole day, mainly because Xiao Yun really didn't have any experience in this field, so he didn't know when it would be appropriate to start the kiln, so he used the most stupid way to do it slowly...

At noon, Xiao Yun stopped adding firewood, but the temperature of the cave seemed to be still very high. Xiao Yun did not dare to open the kiln directly, and half opened the door of the firewood room to blow cold wind slowly towards the mouth of the firepit. It was hot and only slightly warm, so Xiao Yun was ready to start the kiln.

Well, the main reason is that if the kiln is not opened now, people from the Hui tribe will come to watch later. Xiao Yun is afraid that too many people will see the failure of the kiln this time, so he will lose face. .

The man who opened the kiln with Xiao Yun was Ah Shan, who was forced to idle for a day and was covered in hair. When Ah Shan heard that he was freed, he was very happy, and he was very active in scraping up the mud and lifting the stone slabs—then let out a loud cough Voice.

"Damn it, all the soot in the burning tunnel has come here..." Xiao Yun pushed Ah Shan away who was coughing up tears, and stretched his head to look into the dark cave dwelling, his heart turned cold for the first time , Nima, don't the mud tires in a kiln be burned?

The minimum temperature for firing rough pottery must be above 1300 degrees, otherwise what will come out will be black clay pots instead of pottery. Although it can be used as pottery, it is definitely not acceptable to Xiao Yun... He still Counting on the maturity of the kiln technology to raise the temperature above [-] degrees to produce porcelain, I wish the temperature could be even higher when firing.But now looking at the situation in the cave, he began to regret whether he had over-burned it...

Squatting down carefully, stretching hands nervously into the dark cave dwelling, not to mention, the fire ash that I touched was still a little hot after cooling down for so long... Slightly slapped the fire ash to touch the big belly placed at the entrance of the cave dwelling The jug, Xiao Yun felt a little relieved, at least the one he touched was not broken, and the shape was still there.

Stretching out his hands, he carefully took out the pot-bellied jug that he personally made the mud tires and put in to burn... Xiao Yun's facial expression changed from apprehension to ecstasy within ten seconds: dark earthy red skin, The straight body of the can seems to be the fine and compact surface of the can after absorbing the carbon element in the plant ash during the firing process. With a flick of a finger, there is a crisp echo—a big success!This is a standard earthenware pot-bellied jug!

"Ahem, huh? Ah Yun, this jar is so beautiful!" Ah Shan, who coughed up tears, exclaimed in surprise.

"Unglazed pottery is the true color of clay when fired. We use swamp black mud and yellow clay, and the kneaded clay tires are a little earthy red... If the temperature is not enough, there will be black and red spots. If the temperature is enough, the overall The colors are the same, as long as it is the same color, it looks good." Xiao Yun touched the smooth surface of the can with his fingertips excitedly, "Go back and get some plant ash and lime, and see if there are any natural pigments that can be used. , make a layer of glaze to hang it up to look better!"

The success of the first water pot out of the kiln gave Xiao Yun confidence, and then he boldly took out the pottery one by one from the kiln. Because the cave was not big, even if Xiao Yun tried his best to use the space in the cave, he could only use it once. It can fit four pottery pots the size of washbasins, two pot-bellied pots for water intake, and more than 20 pottery bowls of different sizes.

The big-bellied jugs were all pinched by Xiao Yun himself, with uniform thickness and beautiful shape. They were all lucky enough to be fired into shape, and there were no black and red spots due to problems such as uneven heating and insufficient temperature; one of the four ceramic pots collapsed , this failure ratio is acceptable; Xiao Yun was most surprised by the 23 large and small pottery bowls that were formed. I don’t know if it’s because the clay bowls of the pottery bowls are relatively thin and placed at a relatively low position to absorb more ash carbon elements from plants and trees. It was fired more successfully than a pitcher, and the surface appeared porcelain, especially smooth and bright!

"Ah Yun, why is this bowl so bright?" Ah Shan held up a porcelain bowl with two claws and refused to put it down, turning it over and looking at it strangely, "It's so bright and slippery, even brighter than the caravan's ceramic bowl." Bright?"

Xiao Yun himself didn't expect the bowl to cook so well, so he held a bowl and smirked there...

Because Xiao Yun forgot to yell to stop, today's patriarch also built mud bricks on the river bank for a day, the old man almost couldn't straighten his waist, and had to be supported by the horns to come back.

After entering the tribe, the patriarch found that some people should come back on weekdays, and the lively tribe was a little deserted at the moment. He stood in the middle of the tribe where he could see all the tents and two mud-brick houses and looked around. Then he realized that Wool, Green Grass and others were all sitting around the kiln where he said he was not allowed to go there.

"What's the matter?" The patriarch was a little nervous, and he didn't want the horns to support him. He strode over by himself, and felt back pain after only two steps, and had to hold back his anxiety and move a little bit.

Before approaching the crowd sitting around, the patriarch's eyes were dazzled by the sunset light reflected by some object on the ground. He quickly raised his hand to cover it, and looked again... On the open space where Wool and the others were sitting, posing There are several shiny and reflective small... bowls?Eh?bowl? !

Facing the big river here, she saw the patriarch, her eyes lit up, she stretched out her hands to hold one of the shiny small bowls, and stretched towards the patriarch like offering a treasure: "Look, the bright bowl!"

Xiao Yun looked at Dahe in surprise, what the hell is the bright bowl, wait a minute, the Snow Werewolf actually has the intelligence named after himself?

The head of the patriarch rushed over regardless of the pain in his back, took the bowl from Dahe's hand and looked at it carefully. He said that the bowl was actually very beautiful. After all, it was not kaolin that was used for the glaze, and the color was a dark earth red, the only bright spot That is, the surface is smooth and bright enough, but if it cannot be carried back, it means that the porcelain surface is fired. On the timeline of the earth, Chinese porcelain has been sold all over the world, and it can be seen that porcelain has a strong impact on pottery.

The patriarch, who was too excited to speak, stared at the watery stars and looked at Xiao Yun, who was smiling forcefully.

Xiao Yun compared his thumbs: "We succeeded, patriarch, we burned pottery better than human caravans."

The patriarch nodded desperately, and slapped away the horn that wanted to touch the bright bowl. He didn't forget that the horn had damaged the clay bowl.

Xiao Yun said again: "These pottery bowls are not glazed, so it's worthless to sell them. It's a waste of your feet, so you can use them for yourself. Use this bowl for dinner at night. It's almost enough to make do with it. I'll burn it later. One batch, strive for everyone to get a set of tableware...Huh? Why are you all looking at me like this?"

The patriarch, Ah Shan, Qingcao, Dahe, Mao Mao and others all looked at him in horror, and the patriarch and Qingcao even protected the bowl in their hands with both hands, as if Xiao Yun was about to do something bad to the bowl.