"Failure is the mother of success, don't worry."

Jun Qianqian coughed from the dust of the cave, she looked at the shelves full of broken pottery, and asked everyone to move these failed items out first.

"It's broken like this, and you can't even make out the number."

Jun Qianqian squatted on the ground to take a closer look, and she picked up a palm-sized piece of broken pottery, which was supposed to be part of the water tank.

"Based on previous experience with burning bricks, the fragments are of this color, indicating that there is no problem with the temperature."

"The section is very neat, is it because of the uneven thickness of the self-cracking?"

"That's not right! This piece of porcelain has traces of blows! ”

"I see, I see!"

The tribesmen looked at Jun Qianqian worriedly, she knelt in the dust and debris, muttering to herself as she examined.

"Qianqian, if we don't make this pottery, we won't be short of food now."

"Yes, yes, this thing is useless except for water."

"It's going to snow in winter!"

"We can bring back the ice from the river too!"

The tribesmen began to persuade one after another, and everyone didn't understand why Jun Qianqian was so obsessed with making utensils.

"Thank you for comforting me, but it's okay!"

Jun Qianqian stood up and showed a bright smile to everyone.

"I already know the reason for the failure, and I may succeed next time!"

The situation was not yet the worst she had predicted, and if the soil here could not be used to burn pottery, it would be all over, but now it seems that yesterday's kiln was just an accident.

There were three identically numbered pottery on the shelves that had cracked during firing, and most of the rest were blown apart by them rather than disintegrating on their own.

As long as this model of pottery is not put in this time, the kiln will not be fried.

"But...... Wouldn't it be too hard? ”

It took two or three days for the pottery kiln to open, and the whole process could not be handed over to the clansmen to do it for them, and everyone was very worried about Jun Qianqian's body.

Now that the temperature has gradually cooled, the tribesmen have put on their coats, and thanks to Pelo's excellent sewing work, Jun Qianqian is even fully armed and even puts on pants, and her whole body is furry like a ball.

"I'll watch over her."

Luo Ze stood behind Jun Qianqian, and he knew that she would never give up if she didn't succeed.

"It's okay, it's just sitting and waiting, pottery is very important, in addition to boiling water, making molds, distilling, brewing, and preserving food are all inseparable from it."

The creation of pottery is the first synthetic material in human history, the beginning of the Neolithic Age, Jun Qianqian does not blame the people who want to give up once they fail, they do not know that the usefulness of pottery is normal.

She is waiting for the day when everyone will say that it is really fragrant!

"There is no shortage of water in our tribe, but not every tribe is like this, it snows in the winter, but in the summer, many tribes are unable to retain the rainwater, and we can trade with them with pottery."

She carefully explained to everyone that ceramics are such things, but from ancient times to modern times, Huaxia has always been able to get their hands on foreign trade commodities, and it is absolutely safe to make a profit.

"Then we're here to help!"

After listening to Jun Qianqian's words, the tribesmen rekindled their enthusiasm again, and she felt like a black-hearted boss who painted a big pie for employees.

Fortunately, the painted pie will definitely turn into a real pie.

It took another day to make the kiln, and this time she didn't try a large vessel like a water tank again, and chose the right ratio of clay according to the condition of the fragments.

"Hopefully this time it will be successful!"

Jun Qianqian used the last clay to knead a round pottery, which was placed on the second shelf when the kiln was loaded.

"What is this?"

Luo Ze asked curiously.

"It's a gift."

Jun Qianqian deliberately sold Guanzi, if this kiln was successful, she would give this gadget to Luo Ze.

"It was given to me."

Luo Ze was not surprised to guess who the gift belonged to.

"You're like this, I don't have a sense of surprise to give a gift!"

Jun Qianqian's half-truths and half-truths complained, Luo Ze was right, she wanted to make a gift, who else could she give it to?

The flame at the bottom of the kiln was lit again, and Luo Ze was full of expectations for this batch of pottery, and the bulging gift among them touched a small part of his mind.

However, he still had half of his attention left to take care of the person who delivered the gift outside the kiln.

She is the reason why the gift is precious.

The night passed, and it was time to open the kiln again.

"I'd love to say success or failure, but if I fail again, I'll try again."

Jun Qianqian in the experiment gradually became rude in her speech, and there was no longer the caution she had when she first came, and Luo Ze's connivance also had to bear half of the responsibility.

It's just that he doesn't understand the meaning of those self-proclaimed names that change back and forth, as long as Jun Qianqian says it, he thinks it's very appropriate and very good.

"Let's open the kiln."

Luo Ze pushed away the large black stone that had been smoked.

"I'll go check it out first."

Jun Qianqian took the lead, and rushed into the cave with a bang, and she had an experience of choking again so much that her lungs were about to cough out, but she still groped for the side of the shelf first, and gently picked up a jar.

“…… The firing temperature is too high. ”

She judged this from the feel of her hand.

"How could it be ......?"

The people waiting outside thought that they had failed again, and they all bowed their heads sadly.

"But it's perfectly usable!"

Jun Qianqian happily walked out with the jar in her arms, the mouth of the altar was already a little vitrified because the firing temperature was too high, although the surface of the pottery was dusty, but the circle of glass refracted a gem-like light in the sun.

"Success?"

"Great!"

Everyone cheered and ran into the cave to bring out the other pottery, and this time the jars they made could be divided between two or three of each family, and although a third of them were still broken, the rest was still enough.

"The pottery is so beautiful!"

The children picked up all the broken porcelain pieces, and the vitrified parts were almost transparent, with a slight hint of green.

"That's the color of iron ions."

Jun Qianqian explained to the children that they didn't know what iron ions were, only that the glass was very beautiful, and everyone got a piece.

"What kind of container is this? Why are there holes in it? ”

At this time, the people who helped clean the cave found a strange-looking pottery.

It was a gift that Jun Qianqian had touched in the ashes for a long time and had not touched.

"Ahh That's what I did specifically! ”

Jun Qianqian hurriedly stepped forward and took the bulging pottery from the hands of the clansmen, and Luo Ze also swished over like a shark smelling blood.

This is a gift that Jun Qianqian wants to give him!

"Sister Qianqian, what is this?"

The small basket was still holding the broken glass pottery shards in her hands, and she curiously pulled Jun Qianqian's clothes, and the others also stopped cleaning up and looked at the fresh things in her hands.

"This is Tao Xun, the token of love I want to give to Luo Ze."

Jun Qianqian looked at the children's longing little eyes, if this Tao Xun had no commemorative significance, she could give it to the small basket directly.

But that's the only way to go.