Add water to the dry slime mud, live into mud, and then put it into a rectangular box, buckle it out, and dry it aside.

When it dried, it became the shape of a mud brick.

Children have a natural love of playing with mud, so in just two months, these children in the tribe have made a lot of mud bricks.

Although it is unrealistic to want to build a house with these mud bricks.

But it is enough to use it for pan kang.

When mixing the mud, the water used is not simply clear water, but a rice soup with a certain stickiness boiled by ginkgo fruit with glutinous rice.

Although she has a lot of things in her warehouse, she doesn't include everything in the whole modern society.

Things such as steel and cement, there is no reserve of ginkgo fruit.

Therefore, if she wants to achieve the effect of cement, she can only use ancient recipes.

Fortunately, the effect is not bad.

Bai Guoguo once conducted experiments with mud bricks, and if he fell, he would definitely be broken, but it was not as brittle as ordinary clay mud.

The pressure resistance is also very good, at least 100 catties of meat will not lose half a point.

So Baiguoguo made up his mind that when he waited until the spring of next year, he must grow more glutinous rice.

Even if it's not for eating, it's just for binder, it's a great arrangement.

"Let's go, let's do experiments in my house first, and then implement it if we can."

Bai Guoguo clapped his hands, "If you have a kang, even if you can't build a wooden house that everyone can live in after winter, at least you can increase the temperature in the tent, so that you won't easily freeze to death." ”

Listening to Bai Guoguo's words, Chongyi nodded, and his heart became more and more grateful to Bai Guoguo.

He could already predict that the coming winter would definitely be the most comfortable and promising winter for the people of their entire tribe.

Two people said they would do it.

The strength of the white fruit is not big enough, but the strength of the heavy wing is not small.

A large iron basin was piled up full of mud bricks, and Bai Guoguo felt heavy when he looked at it, but he was directly picked up by Chongyi and brought into Bai Guoguo's wooden house.

Taking advantage of the heavy wing to move bricks, Bai Guoguo once again became a mason, doing mud with his own hands.

Although it is not as sticky as only using clay and glutinous rice water, it is enough to use it as thin mud.

The cracks in the wood of both cabins are filled with this thin mud, so the possibility of ventilation is greatly reduced.

There are mud, bricks, plus white fruit and heavy wings are all action-oriented, so when the sky is dark, a clay kang that can accommodate two or three people is arranged like this.

"All that's left is muddy."

Bai Guoguo raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm.

At this time, the white fruit has a lot of mud on its little face, some of it is dry, and some of it is still wet, which looks very funny.

Chongyi looked at it, his heart softened, and he raised his hand to wipe the mud off his face for Bai Guoguo.

But he forgot that his hands were also muddy, and this time, Bai Guoguo's face was more similar to the little flower cat.

But Bai Guoguo didn't pay attention, and was still looking at the kang with satisfaction.

"Heavy Wing, I'll do the rest! It's supposed to be dinner outside, and you go out to help. ”

"yes, okay."

Heavy Wing did not object to Bai Guoguo's proposal.

Cooking dinner inevitably involves picking hanging meat, and the people who do this work are usually men.