48. Pot
"Hey, Han Lone, how long are we going to stay here?"
Not far from a large herd of cattle and sheep, the little fat man Guo Yang sat on the grass and asked lazily.
"What? Can't hold on now? ”
Not far away, Han Lao rode on a horse and watched the sheep eating leisurely not far away, and asked without looking back.
"When I bragged to Abba before, it sounded so good, but it turned out to be only a few days, and you can't do it?"
"It's not that it can't be done, it's okay to herd sheep, I didn't know how to take care of it some time ago, but now there is no problem."
The little fat man Guo Yang said with some weakness.
"But the problem is that every day I eat boiled mutton, roast mutton, I almost vomit, okay? I want to eat something normal. ”
As soon as he mentioned this, Guo Yang put his hands in his hair, looking like he wanted to go crazy.
Speaking of this, Han Lonely couldn't take care of the sheep anymore, so he suddenly fell off the horse and sat down on the grass.
"I was about to vomit, and at first I thought it was delicious, but now I can't stand the smell."
"It's delicious, you can't eat it every day, you see my little belly, it's almost gone, where have I been tortured like this."
Guo Yang patted his belly, which had not diminished at all, and said resentfully.
"You go and call Jiang Da and Lowry back, let's think of a way together, we can't keep going like this, can a few modern people still be stumped by this kind of difficulty?"
Han Lao scratched his head and said to the little fat man Guo Yang.
"I'm not going, can you still move when you see me like this?"
When Guo Yang heard this, he directly lay down on the ground and said scoundrelly.
"You..."
There was no way, Han Lao had to turn over and get on the horse again, go to the other side of the flock to find Jiang Da, and Lowry came over.
"I think there should be wild vegetables in the grass that we can eat, so that we don't have to eat meat every day, and eating wild vegetables can also relieve our greasy."
After the four of them gathered, Jiang Da, who knew Han Lonely, and Guo Yang's intention was proposed.
Although there were very few things to eat at this time, after two thousand years of accumulation and the continuous excavation of the vast number of foodies in later generations, too many wild vegetables that were not noticed were brought to the table.
"This is good, whether it is stir-frying greens or boiling greens, or putting some greens when boiling meat, it is much better than eating meat dry. By the way, are there any plants here that can be used as seasonings? ”
When it came to eating, Guo Yang was immediately full of energy, and he also mentioned the problem of seasonings by inference.
"There should be this, after all, there is so much grass on the grassland."
Han Lonely held his chin and said uncertainly.
"Don't look at me, I only know how to eat, and I can't tell which ones are grass and which ones can be used as seasonings."
When Han Lao saw that Guo Yang was actually looking at him expectantly, he hurriedly shook his head and said.
"It's okay, you can follow Shennong's example and taste the herbs. Well, let's start with this. ”
Let's say it, Guo Yang pinched a piece of grass from his side and handed it to Han Lone.
"you, haven't you already tasted it?"
Han Lao slapped Guo Yang's outstretched hand away, pointed to the grass stalk in Guo Yang's mouth and said.
"Phew."
The little fat man spat out the grass in his mouth and said.
"This one doesn't taste, you see I've already done a demonstration for you, and the rest is up to you."
"I think we can look it up offline, and it would be useful to look at some information about survival in the wild."
Seeing that the topic of the two of them was getting more and more biased, Jiang Da opened his mouth to bring the topic back.
"Good idea, I've been playing here for a long time, I've almost forgotten about Baidu."
Han Lao clapped his hands and exclaimed.
"Fried lamb with green onions, lamb with cumin, stewed mutton, I feel that my life is full of hope again."
Guo Yang jumped up when he heard this, and said with anticipation.
"Don't you think we're missing a pot?"
Lowry, who had been quietly listening to everyone, suddenly spoke.
The three of them were stunned for a moment when they heard this, and then they were silent, and indeed another main reason why they were either roasting mutton or cooking mutton during these days was that Abba's tableware here only had one jar for cooking things, and it was said to be an altar, but it was actually an urn.
It's okay to cook things like this, but don't think about fried lamb with green onions, in this case, even if you find greens and condiments, the improvement is not much.
The most important thing is that the pot is still a rare item, at least no one in Abba's tribe has ever owned it.
"I feel like my life is hopeless again."
The little fat man Guo Yang sat on the ground again, and said with blank eyes.
"If not, then we'll make one ourselves."
Han Lonely was very angry, grabbed a handful of grass blades and said fiercely.
"How are you going to build it? Striking iron? Can you make a piece of iron into the shape of a pot? Even if you could, would you be able to evenly mix the pan? If it doesn't work, what's the use of it even if it gets bad? ”
In the face of Han Lone's whimsy, Jiang Da directly defeated him with a series of questions.
"That's... So what do you say? ”
"I think we can use pouring, I learned how to make molds when I was in college, and we can also make molds with mud and dry them in the sun. When the time comes, it is simple, convenient and fast to pour directly. ”
When it comes to making pots, Guo Yang suddenly remembered the difficult extracurricular expansion activities in college, molds, machine tools, welding and other activities for a week, and what is even more annoying is that these still have credits.
But I didn't expect it to come in handy here.
"It's a good idea."
Although the four of them don't know much about this, they have never eaten pork or seen pigs run, so they still have some understanding of the basic knowledge of molds.
"Well, when we go back in the evening, we start making molds with mud."
Han Lonely said conclusively.
"Don't you think you need a pot to make molds?"
Lowry's voice suddenly rang out again.
"Ugh."
Everyone was stunned again, as if a pot was really needed to make a mold, as if the problem had returned to the original point.
"We can make a sample out of mud or wood, we just need a look anyway."
Jiang Da suddenly thought that he and others didn't necessarily need a pot, as long as they could make a mold with a look, so there would be more choices.
"If it's mud, how do you make the curvature of the pot? In the case of wood, not to mention whether we have tools or not, how long will it take us to polish the wood to the bottom of the pot? ”
Lowry poured another basin of cold water on it.
"I..."
Jiang Da's lips squirmed twice, and in the end he didn't say anything more, and then the four of them, you look at me, I look at you, and they fell into silence completely.
In the end, Han Lao couldn't stand this atmosphere anymore and turned over.
"You take care of the sheep first, and I'll go back when I don't care about me."
"Boss, why are you going? It's not that I can't think about it. ”
The little fat man Guo Yang looked at Han Lone's back and asked.
"Probably not, right? How big is it? ”
Jiang Da replied uncertainly.
However, Han Lonely did not come back that day, and it was not until the evening of the next day that everyone rushed back under the worried eyes.
Before the horse could stop, Han Liao grabbed something behind him and threw it in front of Jiang Da and the others.
"Pot, I found it, can I make a mold now?"
The three of them looked at the iron pot under their feet, and then at Han Lone, who looked proud, and fell to the ground with a smile.