In fact, firing pottery, it does not necessarily have to be fired with charcoal, nor does it necessarily have to be fired in the kiln, even in the case of the open air, the use of pine, bamboo, etc., can produce high-temperature firewood to surround the clay and fire, but also to fire pottery, but some waste of firewood, but also more time-consuming.

Due to his inexperience and his mindset, he thought that only a particularly high temperature could make pottery, but he did not expect that they would take too long to fire the pottery at too high a temperature, which led to the porcelainization of the fired pottery, and the result was porcelain.

However, porcelain is stronger, more durable, more corrosion-resistant, and has lower water permeability, which is better for storing liquids, which is undoubtedly an unexpected surprise for Fuxi Luwa.

Of course, not all clay blanks were fired into porcelain, and some of the clay blanks that were farther away from the stove were fired into darker gray pottery, and the porcelain they fired was somewhat different from the porcelain of later generations, which can only be regarded as primitive porcelain.

Looking at all kinds of pottery and porcelain, large and small, the smiles on the faces of Fu Xi and Lu Wa have never disappeared.

Lu Au led the women of the tribe to make a lot of cooking utensils, such as woks, stewpots, spoons, etc., and also made a lot of dishes of various sizes, as well as various containers, such as clay pots, pottery urns, pottery bowls, etc., as long as she could think of it, she would try to make it.

Xi's eyes were shining, her face was full of excitement, her head kept turning, searching for the pottery and porcelain in front of her, searching for the works she had pinched out, and finally let her find her works, she quickly reached out and took her works in her hands, and then ran to Fu Xi's side, showing off: "Fu Xi, Fu Xi, look at it, this is what I did, is it good!"

Fu Xi glanced at his eyes and saw that Xi was holding a porcelain in his hand that looked like a porcelain bowl, but it was not round enough, more like an oval porcelain bowl, in order not to discourage Xi's enthusiasm, Fu Xi praised with a clear conscience: "It's so good-looking, I think your bowl is the best one here." ”

"Really? uh..."Nozomi looked at her work several times in her hand, and then looked at other people's works, and others were obviously much more beautiful than her, she smiled proudly, and actually said shamelessly: "I also think I have made the most beautiful work." ”

Fuxi Lu Wa is a black line!

The other women also searched for their work among the numerous porcelain and pottery on the ground, and when they found theirs, they all held them in their hands with the same care, and excitedly showed off to their men.

Taishan also curiously grabbed a pottery in his hand with one hand, grinning and shaking the pottery in his hand in front of the dragonfly, it seemed to be showing off something, through these days of getting along, the dragonfly and others have been familiar with Taishan, they are all very interested in this large strongman, very friendly, so Taishan also likes to get along with them.

Taishan, who was too excited, did not hold it steady in his hand, and accidentally, the pottery in his hand slipped down, and Fuxi, who had been paying attention to Taishan with his residual vision, quickly leaned towards Taishan, stretched out his right hand, and just caught the pottery that was about to land, and then he held the pottery and looked at Taishan with a blaming eye, Taishan scratched the back of his head embarrassedly as if he had done something wrong, and grinned at Fuxi with a flattering smile.

Fu Xi raised the pottery in his hand and said to everyone: "When you take these pottery, you must be careful, you must not fall on the ground, these pottery is easy to break." ”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Then Fu Xi looked at Lu Wa, and it happened that Lu Au also looked at Fu Xi, and both of them smiled meaningfully, and Fu Xi said, "I want to eat fried meat!"

The corners of Lu Ao's raised mouth revealed a beautiful arc, and the two clear water phoenix eyes were full of understanding: "I'll take charge of the spoon!"

"Are you in charge? Do you know how to stir-fry?"

Because Lu Au is an astronaut of country M, Fu Xi thinks that Lu Au is used to eating Western dishes and does not know about Chinese cuisine.

Lu Ao's nose snorted lightly, and he glanced at Fu Xi: "Don't underestimate us women!"

After speaking, Lu Wa took a porcelain wok and walked in the direction of the village.

Fu Xi hurriedly ordered people to transport all the pottery and porcelain here to the village, and then he caught up with Lu Wa.

They had already built a large grass hut in the middle of the village, and several stoves had been built in the grass hut, and Lu Au also used daggers, used bamboo as materials, made a few spatulas, and a lot of chopsticks.

There is very little fat and fat on the meat of the silver horn thunder beast, Lu Au searched all the beast meat, and only then did she get enough fat and fat, she first put the fat and fat into the clean wok, and began to refine animal oil, with animal oil, the stir-fry will not paste the pot, and soon, the air will be filled with a unique fragrance of animal oil, this is a long-lost fragrance, Lu Au and Fu Xi, who are cutting meat with daggers and Swiss army knives, can't help but stop what they are doing, put their noses close to the wok, and enjoy this familiar and wonderful smell with fascination。

The chief and the others were curious to gather around the straw hut, watching Fu Xilu busy on the stove, and there was a very strange and tempting fragrance wafting in the air around the entire straw hut, and their noses couldn't help but shake with the fragrance.

Fly, Cheng Kui, Jin Wu and others are burning the fire under the stove, of course, Taishan, who is active and curious, has been busy, I don't know what it is busy with.

Before refining animal oil, Fu Xi Lu Au had already cut some pieces of meat and put them in a saucepan to stew, and now it had begun to gurgle and simmer.

After cutting enough slices of meat, Fuxi glanced at Lu Wa's work and found that each slice of meat she cut was about the same thickness, and in comparison, the slices of meat he cut were thick and thin, and he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed of himself.

After the animal oil was refined, they used dry chopsticks to fish out the oil residue, and Fu Xi, who was anxious, couldn't help but put a piece of oil residue in his mouth.

"Sizzle, sizzle, it's so hot, it's so hot, it's so fragrant! Lu Wa, you can taste it too!"

Fu Xi ate the fragrant and crispy oil residue with relish, and at the same time took a piece of oil residue with chopsticks, brought it to his mouth and blew it, and then sent it to Lu Ao's mouth.

Lu Wa hesitated.

At this time, Nozomi, who was watching the excitement from the sidelines, kept shouting: "I want to eat too, I want to eat too!"

Lu Wa glanced at Xi and said to Fu Xi, "Let's let Xi taste it first!" After speaking, she turned her head over and continued to concentrate on scooping up the oil residue.

There was no way, so Fuxi had no choice but to send the cooled oil residue to Nozomi's mouth.

The first time he ate this golden oil residue, Xi immediately jumped up excitedly and said to the chief on the side: "Grandmother, this thing is really delicious, crispy and fragrant, come and taste it!"

The chief had already smelled the scent of the oil residue, and she couldn't help but reach out and grab a piece of oil residue, and put it in her mouth.

"Be careful..."

Before Fu Xi could remind him, a surprised smile appeared on the chief's face: "It's really crispy and fragrant, I've never eaten anything so delicious." ”

With that, the chief grabbed another piece of oil residue and put it in his mouth.

The others couldn't help but move their index fingers when they saw the chief eating with relish, and after a while, all the oil residue was divided up cleanly by these old hats, and everyone looked at the empty plates, licked the oil from the corners of their mouths, and sighed: "It's delicious, it's too little." ”

This group of primitive soil buns, just eating oil residue, is excited like this, there are more delicious things behind, after a while, these soil buns, will not swallow the tongue into the stomach.