The sun shows a face, which quickly changes from big to small, which makes people very envious that it can get rid of the big face plate so quickly, become a small face plate, and slim the face successfully.

The breeze blew lightly, the mist floated, and in the still cold morning, the birds that got up early to catch insects and eat were chirping happily, and in the open caves, a group of primitive people came out.

Today was a rare day, and they had been looking forward to it for three days, and they didn't even eat the food they craved most on weekdays, so they went out of the cave together, and walked along the path out of the forest to the river.

Han Cheng, who was calm on the surface, was also very excited in his heart, in addition to being excited about the pottery that was about to appear, some were worried that the pottery would not be successful this time, if this was the case, it would be a little embarrassing in front of everyone.

It was precisely because of this mood that Han Cheng deeply realized the correctness of the sentence "Acting after the Aftermath".

The mud on the dirt bales by the river had long since dried up, and some small cracks were still smoking.

Looking at the semicircular mound on the ground that was still smoking, Han Cheng suddenly remembered a sentence from later generations - green smoke on the ancestral tomb.

The scene in front of me is so fitting!

He thought with a little amusement, and reached out to touch the dried mud, feeling the temperature, the temperature was quite high, and it burned his hands a little.

Lying on the ground and looking inside through the small hole, it was red.

This is a sign that the fire has not burned out.

"Nope."

Han Chengqiang resisted the urge to open this mud kiln now, glanced at everyone who was full of anticipation, and slowly shook his head.

When everyone who had been looking forward to it for a few days heard the news, they couldn't help but be disappointed, and their deep disappointment was overflowing.

"Go back to dinner, come back after eating."

Han Cheng also wanted to see the results, and seeing that everyone was so disappointed, he gave a time period after thinking about it.

Hearing him mention eating, many people remembered that they hadn't eaten yet, and the hunger pang followed, and their stomachs screamed very cooperatively.

Although everyone was a little reluctant, after Han Cheng proposed that Wu speak, they still went back to eat.

A few little guys who participated in the whole process of pottery made the team to the end of the line, and turned back three times in one step.

They have higher expectations for this than others.

Breakfast was ready faster than ever, well, still a small barbecue.

With a big gold chain and a small watch, and three small barbecues a day, Han Cheng is now living half of this life.

There are no big gold chains and watches, but the small barbecue is eaten every day, but it is only two meals.

Han Cheng, who was like a food order every day, couldn't keep his mouth shut, so now, he often couldn't finish the food that the senior brother gave him, and finally learned from the witch and distributed it to the little primitive people in the cave.

These little primitive people didn't understand Miko's approach, and they didn't understand why Miko didn't like to eat such delicious food so much.

They had to fill their stomachs with as much food as they could, and even if they had eaten enough, they had to stuff it into their stomachs.

The people in the tribe, except for Wu and Han Cheng, ate very quickly, and they ate even faster this morning.

While everyone was waiting, Wu finished the last bite of meat, and Han Cheng gave the remaining small half of the food to the twin sisters Xiaomei and Xiaoli, Hua and Xing, but they hadn't given them a few times before.

The group left the cave again and headed for the river.

Han Cheng stretched out his hand and touched it for a while as before, the temperature had decreased compared to before, and it seemed that the fire inside was almost lit.

Looking at the people who were full of anticipation, Han Cheng, who also wanted to know the result for a long time, decided not to wait any longer, because according to his memory, it should be enough to burn for so long!

He took a wooden stick from the lame hand next to him, and struck it at the clay shell that had been dried long ago.

The previous mud has become a little hard after a few days of roasting, and the sound of the stick is a little crisp when it is struck.

However, because the firewood and grass below had been burned and emptied, it was not too strong, and Han Cheng knocked out a hole with two sticks.

The scorching heat mixed with the burning grass ash poured out from the breach, and Han Cheng dodged back and was about to continue knocking, but he heard some crisp 'click' sound coming from inside.

Not the sound of mud shells falling.

Han Cheng's heart couldn't help but sink down, this pottery must have cracked!

He sniffled, stepped forward, and peered through the hole to see that a pottery had been torn apart......

It's not good to be a teacher.

Before the clay kiln was opened, I saw the cracked pottery.

There is no way, the first time to make pottery, no experience, some damage is really unavoidable.

Han Cheng comforted himself like this, and then went to knock on the mud shell.

Fragments of mud shells fell, and the soot dispersed in all directions, and from time to time one or two sounds were remembered that were different from the others.

Whenever such a voice sounded, Han Cheng's heart couldn't help but twitch, especially after seeing the amphora clay pot he made crack with his own eyes, he was even more distressed.

The clay shells were all cracked open, revealing the scene inside, and among the ashes sat a piece of pottery.

It's just that they're much different from when they first put them in.

Not only did the color turn black, but it also turned into something like stone!

It was warm to the touch and had the hardness of a stone, but it was not as heavy as a stone, and when I hit it with my hand, there was a slightly crisp sound.

This amazing change amazed even the most knowledgeable witch and the most well-informed elder brother in the tribe!

As for these children who followed Han Cheng to participate in the production from the beginning, they couldn't close their mouths in surprise.

They held these pottery, which were either intact or broken, and kept knocking and touching them, looking at Han Cheng with more admiration from the bottom of their hearts in addition to puzzlement!

These never-before-seen pottery people, after witnessing the mud become pottery, were stunned by this miraculous transformation.

Especially after Wu picked up a bowl, poured out the grass ash inside, and came to the river to scoop a bowl of water, confirming what Han Cheng said could be used to hold water without breaking it, and after this light little bowl contained more water than their bulky 'stone bowl', his eyes widened in surprise.

This is a miracle!

Only God can know such an amazing solution!

"Miko!"

Wu put down the pottery bowl in his hand, put his hand on his chest, and bowed respectfully to Han Cheng.

Other people who followed the example of Wu and went to the river to scoop water with pottery also came back one after another, put down the pottery in their hands, followed behind Wu Cheng, and saluted Han Cheng in unison like Wu Cheng, praising in their mouths: "Son of God." ”