Wang Yang carried a bag of charcoal, along the ramp, to the bottom, this is both a passage, but also an air inlet, the front two adults to add charcoal to the kiln, the back two adults are fanning the wind, to speed up the charcoal burning.

Wang Yang put down the charcoal, replaced them with the three adults who followed him, and came to the front by himself to add charcoal.

The air inlet is very hot, and in front of it is red charcoal, and there is a small slope in front of the charcoal mouth, and there are bricks one after another.

He threw a pile of charcoal into it, and the adults behind him immediately fanned the wind, and the charcoal burned rapidly, making a dark red flame, and the scorching temperature was swept into a heat wave by the wind, and it was blown down the small uphill slope to the brick-like bricks.

Along the gap in the bricks, hit the kiln wall at the rear, and then bounce back, forming a secondary heating, the smoke rising up at the back, and the water vapor rises rapidly, drifting out from the air outlet above.

He watched for a while, and the other adults replaced him, and he went up to help the others make bricks, and then took them out to dry, and in the evening drew pictures on the ground by the campfire.

He drew a picture of a granary, thinking about how much space he wanted to build. After thinking about it for a while, he realized that it was time to bring in some wood to serve as beams and supports.

In the case of low processing capacity, it is better to make it early and take time to process.

He explained this matter to Zhang San, and Zhang San immediately led people to the forest.

This time, Wang Yang also asked Xiaoxiao and the others to follow, so that they could learn some experience of surviving in the forest, and know what to do and what not to do. Stop making foolish things about burning forests.

The day passed quickly, and Wang Yang came to the kiln to see if there was anything new.

The brick-burning business continues to develop. It doesn't look special, and Wang Yang doesn't know how long it will take to burn the bricks once. I am not sure about the heat or anything, and it is estimated that it is not as good as modern bricks.

At the end of the day, I couldn't see the inside of the kiln, there was gray smoke inside, and I couldn't see anything.

He figured that it would not be easy to burn the bricks thoroughly, so he added some charcoal to them.

Brick burning is a technical work, from the material to the moment the kiln is opened, everything is exquisite.

Wang Yang is now a blind man touching an elephant and doesn't understand anything. Most of the things used are common sense, not special at all.

He doesn't care too much, as long as he can burn bricks now, and then he will explore it later.

This time it burned for two days, Wang Yang felt that he couldn't burn anymore, so he took the initiative to plug the kiln mouth and close the kiln.

At this time, Zhang San cut down a few trees and came back, discussing with Wang Yang how to process them.

They first debarked the trees and cut off all the branches. The fragile and thin tips are also shaved off, leaving a thick trunk.

The trunk of the tree is five meters high, and it is a very good choice for pillars.

But Wang Yang didn't have this mind at all. He doesn't plan to make a delicate little pavilion, he doesn't have this ability, and he can't use it for the time being.

He intended to process it into rectangular strips of wood. Put it between two walls and make a roof.

He told Zhang San about the idea. Zhang San frowned, a little embarrassed. If you want him to cut it off, it is very simple to chisel a wooden barrel or something, after all, take a stone knife and a stone axe to smash it and dig it, don't worry about what size, the problem of non-standardization.

To make him into strips of wood, as far as the current tools are concerned, it is much more troublesome than processing wooden spears.

But he didn't complain, processing these things was his hobby, and it was a very good thing for him to be respected by others.

No matter how hard it is, you have to do it.

Wang Yang also knew that this matter was very troublesome and not easy, so he didn't set any size for these death requirements, just look at it.

So during the time of waiting for the kiln to open, he and Zhang San have been doing this thing.

First, he carved a few straight lines on the trunk of the tree, then carved down the straight lines, and from time to time he took a fire to burn it, charred the troublesome places, and then smashed them.

They didn't have to split the trunk in half, they carved it in half, and then carved it in half from the left and right ends, so that it fell off a quarter, and then they started carving the other side.

Four copies were processed, and a group of people who often processed with Zhang San were asked to engrave them together.

Soon, it became one-sixteenth, and then split in half, and it was one-thirty-second.

These thirty-two thin wooden strips several meters long have a rough appearance, and if they are processed well, dozens of wooden spears can be made.

Wang Yang put them together, took the shortest one four meters long, cut the other wooden strips into four meters long, and then compared the thickness to cut out a rectangular plane as much as possible, which could be placed flat.

In the days when these strips were being processed, they opened kilns.

The bricks blocking the air outlet and air inlet were quickly removed, and those bricks still had a high temperature, which can be seen that the temperature in the kiln was still very high just by blocking.

Sure enough, as soon as the entrance of the cave was removed, the billowing black smoke rushed out like a leopard, and Wang Yang and the others were choked back again and again, trying to get close to the kiln.

When the smoke cleared, Wang Yang came to the mouth of the kiln, endured the high temperature and slowly approached, squinting his eyes and looking inside.

The walls were blackened by black smoke, and the bricks were not spared, covered with a layer of black ash, and were in black.

It cooled for two days before Wang Yang dared to go in.

The kiln was as hot as a furnace, and hundreds of bricks were still exuding heat, so that everyone's sweat dripped quickly, Wang Yang touched a brick, estimated the temperature, and felt that it was not unbearable, so he asked everyone to move the bricks.

Brick after brick was moved out and piled up outside.

Wipe off the ash on the surface, you can see the rough dark red surface of the bricks, the bricks are very strong, and they are very heavy in the hand.

The corners of Wang Yang's eyes turned into a crescent moon smile, beckoning everyone to carry out the second round of brick burning.

Then he figured out, the bricks are there, it's time to build a granary, right?

He immediately called the chasers and pondered where it would be better to build the granary, in the middle of the wheat field and the river, or outside the wheat field.

Now that you are going to build a house, do you need to think about the foundation?

Even if he has not studied architecture, he knows the importance of the foundation, the yellow mud under his feet does not seem to be strong enough, and the floor may be unstable if it is high.

He led the chasers to the other side of the wheat field, and found that the land was almost the same, and there was no real difference.

After thinking about it, he didn't dwell on this issue.

He was going to build a granary, in other words, he was going to build a bungalow, not a two-storey building or more, and in the case of a bungalow, the foundation requirements were almost negligible, basically as long as it was not a desert or drifting mud.

So he came to the middle of the wheat field and the river and began to plan the area. (To be continued......)