Luo An said that his father and grandfather were both soldiers, and the family had two hands, Luo An was nurtured since he was a child, and he also learned kung fu, and then he was favored by Cui Xing and became the entourage photographer this time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Luo An asked Ye Yan where he learned his kung fu, and Ye Yan only played a haha, saying: "When I was a child, my body was relatively weak, and my grandfather taught me a few hands. ”

After chatting for a few more words, Mo Qing finally finished washing, his hair was wet, and he changed into new clothes, which looked good.

When it was Ye Yan's turn, he scrubbed off the dust and sweat stains on his body, smeared some plant ashes, rubbed his hair, and rubbed his hair until he felt that his hair became soft again, and then buried himself in the water and washed away the plant ash on his body.

I brushed my hair and I felt much better.

Continue to wear a somewhat tattered outfit, in fact, many people like to wear short sleeves when it is hot, but in this kind of place, it will expose more skin to ultraviolet rays, and the body will lose water quickly.

Let Mo Qing hold the jug, and Ye Yan picked up the two buckets of mud alone.

He tied a cross knot with a few pieces of rope, like the packaging of a gift box, and strung it with a stick to resist on his shoulder, which also worked well. Put all the clothes you changed into a bag, put them in the small bag behind Luo An, and go back to deal with them at noon.

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The sky was cloudy, the scorching sun was hidden behind the clouds, and the heavens and the earth were slightly darkened.

The sea breeze blows, but there is a special feeling of stuffiness.

Ye Yan carried two buckets of mud, which didn't look much, but in fact it was still very heavy, the general soil was about 2 grams per cubic centimeter, that is to say, one liter of soil had four catties, and these two cans of mud were roughly estimated to be at least 10 liters, which meant that there must be fifty or sixty catties.

Ye Yan put the earthen pot in the house, looked at the sky, frowned, and said, "Mo Qing, wait a minute, let's go to the forest to pick up more wood, otherwise there will be no dry wood to use when it rains." ”

Mo Qing nodded, put down the jug, and took a sip of the water in the bamboo tube, at this temperature, the water will soon deteriorate, but there is no way, so it can only be done like this, and when the clay pot is made of high quality, you can drink boiling water, basically exterminate the bacteria, it is simply beautiful.

After tidying up their things, Ye Yan and Mo Qing stepped out of the small bamboo house again, Ye Yan looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, and then looked at the neatly arranged and tightly seamed bamboo roof, and couldn't help but smile, a sense of accomplishment arose, and he didn't know if he could withstand this round of wind and rain test.

I picked up a large pile of dry wood outside and stacked it inside the house, about half a meter high, which should be almost enough.

Ye Yan wanted to continue to go out and collect a little, but the rain had already begun to fall, and the sound of "whooshing" rain spread on the island, even overshadowing the sound of the waves.

The raindrops the size of beans poured down, fell on the bamboo roof above Ye Yan's head, and then fell down the raised smooth bamboo surface to the ditch, flowing down the trend, splashing on the dry ground, Ye Yan nodded, there was no rainwater leakage in the house, it seemed that his construction level was not bad. What makes Ye Yan very satisfied is the drainage roof modeled after the architecture of southern China, which is the crystallization of people's wisdom.

IN THE PACIFIC OCEAN, IT IS POSSIBLE TO RECEIVE UP TO 50 MM OF RAIN IN AN INSTANT. Drops of water that had been condensed for a long time fell from the sky, splashed on the dry soil, and gathered into a trickle, moistening the earth. A faint curtain of rain floated between the heavens and the earth, and the heavy rain was pouring down outside the house, washing away the heat.

Ye Yan sat on a section of dead wood, looking at the slowly burning bonfire, it was not needed for lighting during the day, so there was only a small amount of wood to prevent it from going out.

Mo Qing crossed his arms and smiled slightly: "I don't know why, I feel very secure." ”

Ye Yan nodded slightly, he naturally knew this feeling, human beings always have different feelings for the lonely boat on the water, the small thatched house in the night rain, and the slightest candle flame in the dark.

The rain continued, but Ye Yan did not stop, he picked out the impurities in the fresh soil little by little, the soil Ye Yan chose was basically not those humus, there were no dead leaves, dead branches, only some gravel in it, the slightly larger ones were easy to pick out, and the small ones didn't have to care too much, and after it was mixed with water, it was easy to touch after rubbing.

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After picking for almost half an hour, and the stones were almost picked, Ye Yan began to prepare for the next step, mixing water to make a clay pot.

Found a clean and flat plank, Ye Yan adjusted the clay, took a handful of clay, kneaded it into a round ball with a delicate surface, touched some stones, and directly deducted it, just like a pimple on the skin, it is easy to perceive, there can not be too many rocks, otherwise it will affect the final product and is easy to crack.

Slapping the round ball on the wooden board and hammering it into a disc, basically everything needs a bottom disc clay embryo, Ye Yan wants to make a clay pot, first the mouth is bigger, and then it should be thicker, not as thin as a clay pot.

Ye Yan moved as he wished, and the clumps of soil kept changing their shape in his hands, and they were kneaded into long cylindrical strips of soil one by one on the mud embryos, gradually stretching outward, and finally turned into an arc-shaped earthen pot with a height of about 25 centimeters and a diameter of about 30 centimeters, with an arc of about 45 degrees. The bottom is 10 cm with a smooth upward extension.

It's a bit like an enlarged version of the bowl, and at the same time, Ye Yan also made a clay pot lid with a little curvature. And this pot lid is relatively thin, the thickness is not even a finger, and Ye Yan also left a small hole on it. Hmph, if you don't have a lid, if you want to cook food, you have to wait until the vicissitudes of life.

If the moisture ratio is correct, the clay ware should be slightly moist to the touch and a little hard. Treating these clay wares, Ye Yan is not like at the beginning, he strives to do his best.

Ye Yan took a clam shell and rubbed it vigorously on the surface of the clay pot, which can make the surface of the clay vessel smoother, and the more time passes, the smoother it becomes, which is the same as polishing the blade.

Ye Yan demonstrated for a while, then handed over the work to Mo Qing, and he had to continue to make other clay tools. There was still a lot of earth left, enough to make two more clay pots and lids.

In the same way, rub up a large jade spiral pill with both hands, then hammer it into a disc, then rub some long strips, coil around the disc, and repeat until it is made into a 35 cm or so, 15 cm diameter earthen pot, with a 10 cm mouth, and then continue to make a lid for it to prevent dust from falling inside.

Then Ye Yan made a few tiles at random, these were to seal the mouth of the kiln and make the internal temperature higher when firing.

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It continued to rain for more than an hour before the rain stopped, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the sun was re-revealed, the water vapor evaporated, and the air was slightly cool.

Outside the hut, the raindrops fall on the beach to form a little pothole, the coconut trees hang with a little droplets, and the leaves are exceptionally green, looking like everything is renewed.

According to Ye Yan's estimate, at least this kind of weather will take about half a day, and the moisture on the ground should be almost dry.

Ye Yan didn't have time to enjoy the beautiful scenery after the rain outside, he was still immersed in making clay ware.

It took Ye Yan almost a morning to make clay ware, picking stones, mud, making, and polishing. But with so much time invested, the results were good, Ye Yan got a polished and smooth earthen pot and lid, as well as two same jugs that could hold 6 or 7 liters of water, and a few tiles.

All you have to do is give them a little time to dry before they can be fired in the kiln.