Today was undoubtedly Wu's happiest day, the tribe had obtained a month's food reserve in three hours, and he no longer had to worry about the preservation of food.

You can keep as much as you can get. What a painful realization.

If salt had been discovered earlier, in the past, the tribe had been storing food since spring, even if only a little bit a day. It should also be enough for emergency use during the snow season.

Then those former partners of their own may be able to ......

If there had been a horse rejection earlier to keep the beast out of the cave as it had done this morning, then the witches of the previous generations would not have written that terrible record on the stone tablet.

The number of adults in the tribe may be ......

If......

There is no if, and no maybe, salt is present in the caves where the tribe has lived for generations; The rejection of the horse was only a few pieces of wood when it was disassembled; The nets are just a few threads of grass that have long been used by the tribes.

The progress of civilization is just like what Master Bai said in the gate of the mansion, how difficult it is to take every step and every step forward.

What future generations can do is to inherit the wisdom of their ancestors and continue to go on. Standing on the shoulders of giants, constantly adding bricks and tiles. In the end, let yourself become an ancestral tablet that future generations look up to.

Huaxia attaches more importance to inheritance, and it is the efforts of ancestors and today.

This is where the greatness of Wu lies, they are the inheritors of the first civilization in China, but in the name of the garment of God.

Food for the winter has been secured, and if it was in previous years, it seems that they can already rest, but this year they are more motivated because they want more delicious salt, a safer tribal environment, and more abundant food.

So they worked harder, and after getting the amount of fish they caught today, the people of the tribe immediately threw themselves into the fiery brick-making work.

Wang Tian asked the thin head to take the current bamboo raft to the other side of the river and carry another bamboo raft back to the dock.

Bamboo rafts that allow people to walk on water are precious, and in the eyes of the tribesmen, bamboo rafts are also equivalent to abundant fish, although the respected Son of Heaven can be made at any time, but they cannot be discarded at will.

Wang Tian and Heizi took the rope and pulled back to the current bamboo raft, and Wang Tian turned around and saw the large utensils made by Heizi.

Kuroko is actually very smart, and when he sees the fine salt leaking from the bamboo vessel containing fish dregs, he himself feels angry and pity, this delicious table salt, but it takes a few adults to work hard to make it.

And the Son of Heaven always felt that people were not enough, and he already understood what the Son of Heaven said, if he could make pottery that was good enough to use, he would be able to waste less salt, and more people would be able to take out the work of making salt.

Just like having a mold for making red bricks, people can work faster, and one more red brick mold can produce one more brick at the same time.

If the work of firing pottery cannot keep up with the production needs of the tribesmen, and the time wasted by delaying the legs, it will not be compensated for by helping the people to participate in the work.

So he carefully discovered in his observation that which bamboo tools should be replaced by pottery, which would be more convenient to use.

What kind of device type can be more convenient for everyone's operation in use, which should be made into a wide mouth for easy access and place, and which should be made into a small mouth for easy collection.

Which is what the Son of Heaven said, only need to have, and do not need to be fine, last night's wind and rain made the originally dry salt have been damp, no wonder the Son of Heaven is in urgent need of large utensils.

So Wang Tian saw the jar the size of a basket, but the diameter of the opening was only one sea bowl, which was too small, and the thumb was praised.

The pot-sized pot, which is half as thick, is lighter and has two handles for easier handling.

Kuroko said it was used to marinate and hold large quantities of food.

Thumbs up and one more.

In order to make it easier to get food from the soup pot, scoops are also available, and they are complete in different sizes.

Bamboo fishing was replaced by larger, thinner pottery. Because of the sunspot, he saw the bamboo fishing being fried black.

There is also a substitute for bamboo plates, as Kuroko finds that not only does it not leak oil, but it is also easier to clean.

A hexagonal teapot like a Tang monk's hat, and a small clay pot with a closed mouth. A kettle with a long neck and ears. A kettle or tripod with three legs that can be used to directly ignite the fire to cook food.

Wang Tian even saw a fast food plate, which looked very close to the plate in the big canteen.

Heizi excitedly introduced to Wang Tian, where to put fried fish, where to use it for soup, where to put wild vegetables, where to put wild fruits, where to put water cups, and even where to put chopsticks.

It's very gratifying to play with the sky, this kind of Western-style fast food plate has not been in the later generations for a long time, and Kuroko just watched it once, and felt troublesome, so he made it.

Thinking can make progress, one person is short-minded, there must be urgency among thousands of people, and a good idea can derive countless ideas.

With Kuroko's continuous thinking and creation, the great development of pottery seems to be in sight.

Wang Tian praised him greatly, and he still had a sincere smile on his face.

"Sunspots, to make salt, we not only need porous clay, but also bamboo charcoal made of bamboo, the fiber of bamboo is more fine, with bamboo charcoal, we can get purer salt." Wang Tian said.

The bamboo filter is miraculous to the sunspot, and the muddy muddy water becomes clear after passing through, and fired clay and charcoal are added to it.

The wise Son of Heaven can always think of truths that seem simple but no one has ever thought of them.

The Son of Heaven is right, the gods only give revelations to mankind, but never give humans ready-made things.

Just as the Son of Heaven taught himself how to make pottery, the varieties of pottery are not limited to those made by the Son of Heaven.

If you don't think about it and watch one learn from the other, how can you have the "progress" that the Son of Heaven said?

With great anticipation, he took out a tool and placed it in front of the angel.

At first, Wang Tiangang thought it was a waist drum, an I-shaped object, and there were a few ropes hanging on it, which really looked like the waist drum of later generations.

But when the sunspot was operated, Wang Tian's eyes became excited, and the problem that bothered him was solved.

This is perhaps the best solution in primitive times.

In fact, what Kuroko took out was a rotating tool table for making pottery.

The turntable is actually not difficult to make at all, the difficulty is that there are no accessories.

If there is a bearing, then the problem is all solved. But there is no if.

Wang Tian once imagined that bicycles were generally driven by gears, but there were no saws, planers, and slots, so everything could only be imagined.

By hand rotation, the countertop is too small to be of practical use, and once the countertop is bigger, it will not be able to drive it if you exert a little force.

The sunspot is made into an I-shaped shape, with two upper and lower countertops, and the connecting rod in the middle is two round rods that are attached to each other.

The gap in the round rod is very small, and it will not swing left and right when it rotates, and the two tables are tightly connected with the deer tendons, and the deer tendons themselves are elastic, and after rotating a number of circles before use, they can drive the workpiece on the table to rotate at high speed.

Wang Tian was even happier, he could already see that the tribe was about to appear neatly round and symmetrical exquisite pottery!

The enlightened Saint Seiya, no one can stop the explosion of his small universe anymore.