Chapter 80: Building a Wall

The 135-year-old Ba is the fastest learner among all people, the bowl he makes is smooth and delicate, the clay pot he makes is thin and beautiful, and the amphora clay pot he makes is made of two strange animals coiled like a dragon and a dragon, which are used as the two ears of the clay pot.

Other clan elders are not far behind, some make one-eared beast-shaped kettles, and some make water tanks engraved with lion heads...... Qian Duoduo asked them to make their own pottery and let themselves fly to their heart's content, and she began to look forward to how amazing these pottery would be after they were formed.

But making pottery is not so simple, after making pottery, it has to be dried, and it has to be fired at high temperatures. Firing is the hardest part.

Pottery is more difficult than billet making, even if you have a lot of money to guide you anytime and anywhere, you have failed five times, and a bunch of fragments have been burned, which makes people a little disheartened.

But fortunately, this situation has long been expected, a lot of money is put in to burn are some not so good-looking practice works and defective products, although a lot of burned waste, but the fragments are not wasted, children can like it, waiting at the kiln mouth every day to pick up the "baby"!

By the sixth kiln opening, more than eighty percent of the pottery was finally fired. The little dolls weren't happy because there were fewer sparkling shards than last time.

The adults' response to the children's complaints was a slap in the face, which made the puppies' buttocks swollen high. Seeing so many intact pottery, the adults in the tribe cried with joy, but the children made discordant sounds.

With plenty of food, the cheeks of the tribesmen became plump day by day, and every day they seemed to have an inexhaustible strength, from dawn to dark, and from dark to dawn.

They are getting stronger and harder.

They worked day and night, digging clay, bricks, and pottery in shifts, and wished they hadn't slept for a second. Even the milk dolls, who had just learned to climb, were arranged by their parents to hang a bowl around their necks and crawl around to bring meat and water to everyone.

These babies are rolling around in the dirt, like mud monkeys, and their parents don't care at all, leaving them to play in the mud.

Qian Duoduo is also in the daily labor of the full, almost forgetting those suffocating nightmare Shura field.

Half a month later. Finally enough 5,000 bricks have been saved, and the first wall can be built.

The binder is limestone dug up in the mountains, fired into a kiln to lime, mixed with crushed stone, clay and volcanic ash to fill the gaps between the bricks. Although it is not as solid as cement, the effect is also good, after the five-meter-high wall is built, Qian Duoduo asked ten tribesmen and warriors to push it together, and the brick wall did not move at all.

Seeing this scene, not only did the elder shed tears, but the other tribesmen also let out a resounding tribal cheer!

Five meters is not enough, but it has given hope to the tribesmen, meaning that they no longer have to fear that the protective shield will disappear, and there will be no way to survive in an environment surrounded by wild beasts, and they have a protective shield that they can build with their own hands. This made them worship the oracle even more, and their loyalty rose to over 50.

Now in the tribe, no matter how big or small, listen to the advice of the oracle. Qian Duoduo is troubled by this, just production and construction or something, just ask, but marriage or something, can I manage it?

However, there are always people who come to test her thoughts on men and women.