When it comes to kaolin, many people immediately understand what it is.

The porcelain, which is beautiful and blooms in the long river of history, and silk, tea, and rhubarb, which collected a lot of foreign gold, jade, and silver into China, is made of kaolin!

At this moment, in the face of the existence of this kaolin, which was very likely to be kaolin, Han Cheng would of course be extremely excited.

Because it shows that their tribe will get a lot of good things.

The role of porcelain is basically the same as that of pottery, but its value is far greater than that of pottery.

And in many cases, in the case of porcelain, people are more willing to use light, beautiful porcelain than coarse pottery.

Not to mention the rest, just the bowls and plates, pottery is far less useful than porcelain.

At present, the value of porcelain does not seem to be very large, but with the development of time and the growth of the tribe, the role and value of porcelain will definitely be far away from the pottery.

Aside from the rest, just exporting it as a commodity to the outside world, as in history, can bring a steady stream of wealth to one's tribe.

In the face of such a great reputation in history and a very practical thing, of course Han Cheng couldn't be calm.

He came to the white dirt brought by the leader of the Creek tribe and squatted down, and after scanning his eyes on it for a while, he reached out and pinched some white dirt under the worried eyes of everyone in the Qingque tribe, and gently twisted it with his fingers.

The white-leaning soil is very delicate, and you can hardly feel any bumps.

Think about it, if it is not delicate, but it tastes bad like ordinary soil, and the people of the Xi tribe who can live a good life with their teeth will not think about eating soil.

The people of the Qingque tribe knew their god son very well, and now when they saw their god son squatting in front of this white thing that made the people of the Xi tribe fearful like a tiger, showing this familiar smile, the people who were still worried about their god son rashly approaching this kind of thing that might be very terrifying immediately put their hearts at ease.

Not only that, but they all leaned over here, and one by one, their little livers couldn't help but thump.

There is no way, who let the Son of God every time he has such a state, the tribe will get good things.

As for the Dou people of the original Huangguo tribe, as well as the Gu people of the original Green Tribe, their expressions were even more excited.

It's because of their experience.

At the beginning, they thought that they couldn't eat more, and if they ate too much, their stomachs would swell, and they always farted, when they reached the hands of the gods, they immediately became a kind of treasure.

So much so that now, Dou, the leader of the original Huangguobu tribe, feels uncomfortable if he doesn't eat some tofu every few days and doesn't drink some tofu brains.

However, unlike Miko, who likes to drink sweet tofu brains with honey or fruit sugar, Beans prefer to drink salty tofu brains with chopped green onions and some sauce made from boiled soybeans mixed with salt and dried in a clay pot.

I think this kind of tofu brain tastes more delicious.

It can be seen from this that the dispute between the sweet party and the salty party was formed in the primitive period.

It's just that it's far from the way it developed later, and if you want to knock each other down and still have a hatred, you have to label it as a heretic, and then set it up on the barbecue grill to barbecue for a while.

As for the wild grass spike, it is even more incredible, and it has directly become the leader of the food world of the green sparrow, and it is the foundation for the green finch tribe to be strong and prosperous.

And now, things are strikingly similar, and the Creek tribe has also sent white dirt that they think is something deadly, and Miko has shown such a look.

Although they didn't know what this white, white dirt that had been proven by the people of the Creek tribe to kill people if they ate it, they had been told by their experience that it must be a good thing!

"Bring the dung scoop! Fill them with dung! ”

After these people from the Qingque tribe seemed excited and couldn't wait to gather around, Han Cheng, who had recovered a little from the excitement of encountering kaolin, turned his head and saw the people of the Creek tribe who were still looking at him with great anticipation and pleading not far away.

Without too much hesitation, Han Chengcheng shouted this sentence to everyone in the tribe.

As soon as these words came out, a part of the people of the Qingque tribe, led by Tietou, immediately became excited.

No less than the excitement of discovering something new that would be useful to the tribe.

At the beginning, they used this method taught by the Son of God to save Liang who had tasted the poisonous bright grass, and also saved the big feet who were poisoned by trying the tung oil fruit.

Now, the people of the Creek tribe have also been poisoned by trying new things, and even died, and the Divine Son has personally given such an order to them, and some people such as Iron Head are immediately excited.

There are so many people poisoned by the Special Creek tribe this time, which is enough for all of them to participate in the great ranks of curing diseases and saving people.

There is no way, under the continuous influence of their upright Son of God, they are so zealous when it comes to healing and saving people.

As a result, a strange scene appeared here - a part of the people led by Tie Tou, after receiving Han Cheng's instructions, immediately rushed towards the direction of the tribal toilet without looking back, the speed and the speed of the reaction, even a runner like Long Legs, was amazed and ashamed.

The leaders of the Creek tribe, through the explanations of some people from the Qingque tribe who were also enthusiastic, probably understood this symptom of themselves and others, and Shenzi had a way to solve it.

And those who ran faster than when they chased the beasts just now went back to get something that could heal themselves and others.

After learning such news, the leaders of the Creek tribe were excited and moved.

This is the kind green finch tribe!

For the sake of himself and others, he ran so fast.

All the people of the Creek tribe, including the leader of the Creek tribe, thought in their hearts that they would definitely treat the Qingque tribe better in the future.

Moved by the people of the Creek tribe, the iron head who ran back to the tribe not long ago hurriedly killed them from the inside.

The iron head carried a dung scoop in one hand and a jar for carrying large dung in the other, and ran at the front.

The phrase "saving people is like fighting fire" was told to them by the Son of God when they were in the past, and Tietou and the others thought it was true.

Not only the iron head, but also the few people who followed and ran back were all doing the same thing.

The Creek tribe is their neighboring tribe, and they have also joined the Blue Sparrow Alliance, and in such a matter as saving people, they will certainly not discount the honest iron head.

In view of the fact that there are a lot of people in the poisoned Creek tribe, they are worried that a single dung scoop is far from enough, so there is such a situation at this time.

Looking at the iron head and others who were running all the way with their things, panting and refusing to stop for a moment, many people in the Xi tribe were moistened by the move.

What is kindness, this is kindness!

However, the next moment, after smelling the rich smell, seeing clearly what the beings were being carried over by the iron heads, and knowing what they were going to do with these things to themselves and others, these people from the Moist Creek tribe who were still moved just now cried directly.

It's really touching.

This kind of love is unbearable even for primitive people.

This kind of thing is obviously not allowed by the iron head and others who are helpful and like to save lives, so it didn't take long for the people of the Xi tribe to experience the strong love from the kind people of the Qingque tribe.

The people who were cared for, without exception, all vomited profusely.

Even those people of the Creek tribe who have not yet been cared for, after seeing the appearance of their own tribe being cared for, they couldn't help but vomit directly.

Such a scene, the iron head and others who watched it regretted it and felt a deep pity.

After Tietou and the others arrived at the battlefield, Han Cheng silently turned his head and walked towards other places with those kaolins wrapped in animal skins.

Listening to the movement coming from behind, the smell in the air, and the excited greetings of Tietou and the others, Han Cheng's face couldn't help but twitch back and forth.

He had a certain degree of understanding of the ferocity of the tribesmen before.

But at this moment, listening to these movements, Han Cheng knew that his understanding of the cruelty of the tribe was far from being in place.

For such a thing, Tietou and the others are very experienced, and after seeing that these people can't spit out anything, they began to pour water on them, and then continued to use a dung scoop to induce vomiting.

After a while, the scene finally calmed down a bit.

Looking at these people of the Creek tribe who looked very weak, the helpful guys such as the iron head all showed a modest and satisfied smile, with a sense of satisfaction in doing good deeds without leaving a name.

Many people in the Creek tribe want to cry without tears, especially those who don't eat the white dirt.

However, when they saw some of the white dirt spit out with the poured water, their mood suddenly changed a lot.

It's a bit brutal, but it really works.

Even some people who ate white dirt but did not spit it it out gritted their teeth and took the initiative to pour water into their stomachs, and then put their heads into the dung scoop......

Han Dashenzi, whose face twitched for a while, came over to inspect it, and after seeing that only a few people spit out some white soil, he thought about it and stopped those people from the Xi tribe who were already very weak and took the initiative to do these things.

The use of a dung scoop alone is no longer enough to satisfy these people, and some other methods need to be used.

From his previous questioning of these people, he knew that these people had been eating this kaolin for a long time, one and a half and two nights.

Except for a few people who still have some accumulation in the stomach, the rest of the people basically run into the intestines.

What escapes into the intestines cannot be obtained by this crude method of gastric lavage alone, but only by making these people eat more slippery things and let them come out of another place.

Bananas are such a good thing, and the taste is not bad, but unfortunately, there are no ones in the tribe.

The rhubarb, which has attracted countless nomadic people in history and solved many people's painful problems, is also absent in the tribe.

But this doesn't make it difficult for Han Cheng.

"Take out a pot of mutton fat accumulated in the tribe, put some salt on it, and let the people of the Creek tribe eat the white soil."

After thinking for a while, Han Cheng gave such an order to the people in the tribe.

Lanton fat is also a nice thing that helps with bowel movements.

It's the same reason that some people will have diarrhea if they eat too much fatty meat.

It's just that for people in this era, some are too extravagant.

However, after thinking that these people from the Xi tribe brought kaolin, and after a while, his tribe was able to make porcelain, and Han Cheng didn't feel sorry for this pot of mutton fat.

Under Han Cheng's order, someone soon brought a clay pot of mutton fat, and also sprinkled some salt on top of the mutton fat, and brought a few spoons for these people to eat.

Sheep fat, an add-on after slaughtering fat sheep, is used to make dishes, or when boiling vegetable soup, it is very good to put some in it, and it will make the food very fragrant when eating.

But if you really eat it directly, it will be a little difficult for people to put it in your mouth.

At least Han Cheng himself can't get this mouth.

If there is a hot steamed bun, break the steamed bread, get some mutton fat with salt in the middle, and eat it with the steamed bun, which is still very good.

Here, I have to sigh about the good appetite of primitive people.

After experiencing such a devastation just now, and facing such food at this moment, these guys were really able to send pure mutton fat to their mouths spoonful by spoon, and they didn't need Han Cheng to be supervised.

This made Han Cheng deeply admired, and at the same time, he was also wondering, is it possible that no matter what, sprinkle some salt on it, these guys can eat it?

"Where did you find this stuff?"

After a pot of mutton fat ran out, Han Cheng questioned the leader of the Xi tribe.

After a certain degree of translation, Han Cheng knew what happened near the Xi tribe.

After understanding what happened there, Han Cheng couldn't help but sigh a little, there was a certain amount of chance and inevitability in the occurrence of many things.

For example, these kaolin clays were discovered.

Had it not been for this rain, which had weighted the mountain and loosened it, it would have been almost impossible for the Creek tribe to discover the kaolin that had been deeply hidden beneath the mountain.

But it is undeniable that even if there is no such thing, in the long history in the future, kaolin will still be discovered, and after a series of events, it will become porcelain.

It's just that in today's Qingque tribe, with Han Cheng, a traverser, these things will be accelerated.

"Son of God, what's the use of this white clay?"

Finally, someone couldn't help but ask Han Cheng.

In fact, before questioning Han Cheng, the people in the tribe had speculated about the use of the white clay that seemed to be valued by the Divine Son.

With the attempt of the people of the Creek tribe with their lives, everyone ate this aspect and was removed.

If you can't eat it, then the rest is just used.

Because the tribe has lime burned with limestone, many people think of it as something similar to lime.

But some of the smarter people don't think so.

For example, witches and stones.

Because the lime tribe has been around for a long time, if this white soil has the same effect as lime, the Son of God will definitely not be so happy.

"It's kaolin."

After hearing everyone's inquiry, Han Cheng smiled and said a term to the people in the tribe that they had never heard of.

They who don't know much about kaolin, naturally they can't be like Han Cheng, just hearing the name kaolin, they are already excited.

"This kind of soil is not edible, but it can be used to make a beautiful vessel, and the thing fired from it is called porcelain, which is similar to pottery, but it is more beautiful than pottery......

Han Cheng smiled and continued to explain to the people in the tribe.

After learning about the effect of this white clay from Han Cheng, although Wu, Shishi, and the others also seemed to be relatively happy, they were not as happy as when they got these things such as pottery.

This is mainly because they feel that the pottery in the tribe is already very useful.

Especially with the continuous study of Heiwa and the greater improvement of the pottery process of the whole tribe, the pottery in the tribe has not only increased in types, but also become more usable and beautiful.

Such utensils, in their opinion, are sufficient.

The kind of porcelain fired from this kind of kaolin, which is called by the Son of God, even if it is better than pottery, does not have much effect on the tribe.

After all, Miko said it himself just now, and the use of porcelain can basically coincide with pottery, but it is just better than pottery.

And for people in this era, practicality is the most important.

Han Cheng could roughly see the thoughts of some people such as Wu and Shishi, but he didn't say anything at this time.

The role of porcelain is not great, and he, who came from later generations, knows better than them.

And Han Cheng is also looking forward to the reflection of Wu and others after Heiwa burns the porcelain under his own guidance.

One thing, just a little better than another thing, is indeed not worth people's attention too much, but this kind of good-looking degree is completely qualitatively changed, so it is impossible not to attract people's attention and attract people's minds.

There is no doubt that porcelain is one such thing compared to pottery.

They are not too excited, but that doesn't mean that others are not excited.

For example, the people in the pottery workshop led by Heiwa, after learning from Han Cheng what these white soil could make, did not even have a necessary transition process, and directly reached the peak of excitement.

Heiwa is a person who especially likes to delve into pottery.

With the increasing time in this industry, the immersion is deepening, especially after the turntable comes out, and under Han Cheng's point, he tries to glaze the pottery with various things, Heiwa gradually has a bottleneck in pottery.

It's not easy to move up the ladder.

It was under these circumstances that he saw this white clay and learned from the wise Son of God the important role of this white clay and the beauty of the objects fired from it.

It's weird if you don't get excited!

Kaolin, a material and porcelain made of kaolin, which surpasses pottery, is even more attractive to him than a meteoric axe is to a lame.

It is also for this reason that Heiwa is holding tightly at this time the kaolin wrapped in animal skin and is reluctant to let go, and she can't wait to get some water to make these good synthetic mud now, and then make embryos, and put them in the kiln to fire the kind of porcelain that Shenzi said is more exquisite than pottery.

"You can take these and try them, as long as you don't eat them, you'll be fine."

Han Chengdu saw the state of the black baby in his eyes, and when he saw him like this, he smiled and waved his hand at him, asking him to take these kaolin clays and try them.

After getting Han Cheng's permission, Heiwa cheered, hugged the package tightly, and ran towards the pottery workshop.

The apprentices brought out by Heiwa also ran towards the pottery with the excited Heiwa, and they all wanted to see a new thing born in the hands of themselves and others.

Han Cheng watched Heiwa and the others leave with a smile on his face, and did not go to the pottery workshop.

By now, in the production of pottery, Heiwa and others, who often deal with him, have already thrown him away, a half-godson.

These things are very testing of craftsmanship, and it doesn't matter if he can't get over them.

The place where he is needed is not in the production of mud tires, but in the subsequent firing.

Compared with pottery with low requirements, porcelain has much higher requirements for kiln and kiln temperature.

The kilns built in the tribe before to fire pottery should not be very easy to use.

When Han Cheng was dealing with these things, there were already people from the Xi tribe who had eaten mutton fat and their stomachs were reacting.

This is not because of the miraculous effects of mutolin fat, but mainly because these people eat enough.

In order to facilitate the verification of the situation, Han Cheng did not let these people go to his tribe's toilet to solve the problem, but let them go to the crop field not too far away.

Provided, of course, that they are told not to trample on the crops.

After someone's stomach reacted, everyone else's stomach reacted one after another, and these people were driven to the crop field.

It didn't take long for the first person to go to the village to come back with a happy face.

There is no need to ask at all, just look at the joy on this person's face to let people know that her problem must have been solved perfectly.

"#¥¥ Miko!"

This person said excitedly, and crouched in front of Han Cheng, very religious.

It's just that her piety didn't last long.

It's not because she changed her mind again and is a fickle woman, but because she ate too much mutton fat before, and the power of mutton fat is a little too great.

Crouching on the ground, before he could say anything more to express his gratitude, he once again ran towards the crop with his stomach in his hands......

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