After a day of cooling, the next day was time to verify the results.

Standing in front of the incomparably hard earth bag that had been burned by the fire, Wang Lang used sharpened branches to draw an arch on the ordinary earthen bag of the mound, and then chiseled down vigorously along the carved traces, and it was not long before the arched clay tablet more than one and a half high was buckled down.

Wang Lang carefully put the clay tablet aside and looked at the dark hole.

Pick up the ashes with a branch, take out a burning charcoal from the charcoal kiln and look at it, this time the result is very good, 90% of the wood has been burned into charcoal, Wang Lang asked people to put these charcoal into rattan baskets, this time the charcoal burned out filled six rattan baskets, Wang Lang estimated that this charcoal kiln can make at least dozens of catties of charcoal at a time, if you build a few more such charcoal kilns, the charcoal produced is enough for the tribe to use.

With charcoal, Wang Lang wanted to try the difference between pottery fired with charcoal and burned with wood.

Huo looked at the charcoal in the rattan basket that was no different from the one he had made before, and asked, "Lang, can this thing really make fire?" ”

The corners of Wang Lang's mouth curled, and he said, "Of course, the pottery burned with this thing will definitely be much better than the previous one." ”

Huo picked up a piece of charcoal and looked at it in disbelief, this black thing was no different from burned wood, and said in his heart: "This can also burn?" ”

Wang Lang looked at them with a look of disbelief and said, "If you can't do it, you will know if you try it." ”

Although Wang Lang said this, people still didn't believe it.

Wang Lang didn't explain to them, the principle of this was tantamount to playing the piano to a cow, looking at the women who were in charge of making pottery embryos, and asked, "Those clay pots are dry!" ”

The women nodded.

"Now that we're done, we'll use charcoal to make pottery, and you'll know the difference!"

The people were suspicious and carried a basket of charcoal to the side of the pottery kiln, and at Wang Lang's command, they put the lighted wood into the fire pit below.

"Put those clay pots in there!"

After putting the clay pot into the pottery kiln, the top of the kiln is covered with a pottery plate, this process is no different from their previous practice, they have also fired a lot of pottery before, and they know that they start to burn slowly over a low fire for a while, and then use a high fire to burn it violently, so that the fired pottery is not easy to break.

After doing this, people looked at Wang Lang and waited for what he would do next.

Wang Lang observed the situation of the flame and said, "Let's burn it with wood for a while, and then use charcoal instead when the fire is replaced!" ”

"Can you just throw it in and burn it?" Although Huo trusted Wang Lang very much, this matter was beyond the scope of his common sense, and he asked again uncertainly.

Wang Lang saw that he was still struggling with this problem, and said with some annoyance: "I told you that this thing can burn you, and I still don't believe it." With that, he took out a small piece of charcoal from the rattan basket and threw it into the fire.

It didn't take long for the piece of charcoal to burn, and the charcoal, which had been pitch black, turned red in the calcination of the flames.

When the people saw that this thing was really burning, they all let out exclamations, and Huo picked up a piece of charcoal and put it in front of his eyes to look at it, and he couldn't understand how this wood, which had been burned once, could continue to burn.

Huo broke the charcoal in his hand, it was still dark inside, Huo looked at the charcoal in his hand with some fear, he thought that all this was Wang Lang exerting some kind of mysterious power on the previous wood.

As if frightened, the fire threw away the charcoal in his hand, and the people looked at the fire in bewilderment, wondering what he was mad about.

However, Huo didn't pay attention to the eyes of these people, looked at Wang Lang and stumbled and said, "Lang, have you gained the power of God?" ”

Wang Lang was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Huo asked this, he shook his head and said, "I don't have the power of God, Huo, why do you ask that?" ”

"So how did all this burnt wood get ignited? Wood that has been burned before cannot be burned again. ”

People listened to the words of the fire, except for Kong Yi and Kong Er, two people who had just come into contact with the flame for a long time, everyone else understood the words of the fire and looked at Wang Lang puzzled.

Wang Lang looked at the fire a little helplessly, he didn't know how to explain the principle to them, frowned and thought for a while and said: "This is not the power of God, as long as you follow my previous practice, the charcoal you burn can also be burned, what can be done by manpower, how can it be the power of God, maybe I was unconsciously guided by God!" ”

People thought about Wang Lang's words, and they all felt that it made sense, how could people have the power of God, and they also participated in the charcoal burning, if it was according to the fire statement, then wouldn't everyone be gods, and the people who thought they had analyzed and understood looked at the fire with contempt and said: "What are you talking nonsense about the fire, deliberately scaring us?" The leader can know so much, it is all the favor of the gods, how can mortals have the power of the gods. ”

Huo smiled a little awkwardly and said, "Who deliberately scares you, didn't I understand it all at once?" ”

Wang Lang waved his hand, made everyone quiet, and said: "It's not that all unknown and incomprehensible things are the power of the gods, it's just that we don't know how to do it, for example, Kong Yi and them, before they came to the tribe, they didn't know how to drill wood to make fire, isn't our skill of using fire the power of God in their eyes, then are we gods?" ”

People listened carefully to Wang Lang's words, looked at Kong Yikong and Er, and then looked at the pottery kiln and wall in front of them, and they realized that they had become accustomed to living like this.

Now the way of life of the tribe is completely different from that of other tribes, people do not have to gather and hunt, they do not have to move around, they have a stable residence, and there is a large field of corn, which is created little by little with their own hands.

What exactly is a god? Kong Er in the crowd kept thinking about this question in his heart.

Before he came to the tribe, he was afraid of such things as fire, and before he could only create flames by thunder and lightning falling from the sky, he thought that was the power of the gods, but now he can make flames by learning himself, and he is a little confused.

"Lang, what the hell is the god, we can live a good life with our hands, why should we worship the god?" Kong Er asked suspiciously.

Wang Lang looked at Kong Er and said: "I told others before that God is this world, God is in charge of everything in this world, such as the rising and setting of the sun, such as the birth or death of people, we humans are a race favored by the gods, God gives us wisdom, so that we can understand everything he has created, such as this fire, that is, our ancestors learned the skill of making fire under the guidance of the gods, those unknown things, but we have not yet received the guidance of the gods, and when I understand the location, That means that the gods have given you direction to think when you are not aware of it. ”