After returning to the thatched hut, the leader's expression was still solemn, and he seemed to be a little unhappy.

Yan Zheng tried his best to explain, but the leader still didn't understand.

In desperation, he could only pull the leader out of the door.

In the clearing in front of the thatched hut, he found the savage captive.

Then he approached the captive's face with a torch and signaled to the leader to see clearly.

After the leader looked at it for a while, he placed the torch next to the face of a wild man next to him.

He gestured and said, "He, he, looks the same!" It's all people, it's all the same people. You shouldn't be killed! ”

The leader fell silent again, and it was the first time that he, a wise man of the tribe, had heard something different.

After a moment of silence, he walked back to the thatched hut without saying a word.

Yan Zheng didn't want to care about it anymore, if in a few days, they still had to cut off the captive's head, and he had no other way.

When the time comes, he can only promote slavery, and use slavery to make these people understand that it is best for people to live!

He looked at the frightened young captive, turned back to his room, and took out a clay pot of broth.

"Eat! If they're going to kill you next, you'll at least be a dead man! ”

Yan Zheng said as he held the piece of meat in his hand and handed it to the young captive's mouth.

The young man only hesitated for a moment, and then accepted Yan Zheng's feeding.

When the rest of the savages saw Yan Zheng's behavior, they were horrified and puzzled.

A young man came over and looked at him incomprehensibly.

Yan Zheng sighed and repeated Fang Cai's movements, letting the wild man see clearly that their faces were so similar.

This young man was stunned, and after being silent for a while, he left without saying a word.

This made Yan Zheng a little relieved, at least these people more or less understood the concept of the same kind.

After feeding the young captive, Yan Zheng looked at him and said, "Whether you can live or not depends on your creation, if you can, I will let you go!" But before that, I want you to go back with some kindness. ”

The young captive naturally didn't understand, but he still smiled at Yan Zheng.

Yan Zheng also smiled, he had a small idea in his heart, he felt that if this young savage could be released, it would be a great thing to ease the hostility between the tribes.

However, he couldn't let the boy go back empty-handed, after all, it could be a long, long hostility that needed a little sincerity.

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When Yan Zheng was about to return to the thatched house, the leader stopped him.

When he rushed over, he found three young men standing in the thatched hut.

The leader sat him down, pointed to the tattoos on his face, and without saying a word, began to take out a set of bone tools and began to tattoo the three young men.

Yan Zheng found that these three people were all young people who came back with their heads today.

He instantly understood that the leader still wanted to convince him after thinking for a while just now.

What's even more terrifying is that only successful headhunters are eligible to get tattoos that symbolize the tribe!

This is the expression of the chief, with a similar face, but not a similar tattoo.

Yan Zheng was stunned, this should be regarded as the earliest common consciousness problem.

This means that the headhunting is equivalent to some civilization concepts in later generations, so what should he do?

Yan Zheng watched the leader skillfully tattoo these young people, and felt that there were only two ways in front of him:

1. Productive forces are the ultimate determining force for social development, and as long as he strives to increase them, other ideas will naturally arise within the tribe. The custom of headhunting, which is destined to be eliminated, will also complete its historical process.

It's just that this process can take a long time, even many years.

Second, to recreate a common consciousness, such as a new worldview and values, which can gradually assimilate the tribal culture if the slogan he proposes fits.

It's like a similar slogan like Wang Zheng's retro, as soon as it is played, it can occupy the righteousness.

But what can the savages accept? Free dish boiling? No way!

Eat his mother, wear his mother, open the gate to welcome King Yan, King Yan will not cut off his head when he comes? A little reluctantly!

It's also a hard road!

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For the next two days, the leader was still trying to convince Yan Zheng.

It can be seen that this difference in consciousness and concept makes this leader very eager to get Yan Zheng's approval.

From his increasingly fierce hand and foot comparisons, Yan Zheng understood that this leader was very tormented in his heart.

This collision of ideas has happened many, many, many times in human history.

So much so that some anthropologists believe that the sign of evolution from apes to humans is that people will unite for an imaginary community.

For this kind of persuasion, Yan Zheng has an attitude of shelving the controversy.

He felt that as long as he could make the people of this tribe live better and have more good things, then he would naturally prove right.

It's just that what makes him very strange is that the old man's attitude towards him in the past two days has become unusually more enthusiastic.

I don't know if this old man has recovered, or if this old man also thinks that Yan Zheng is right not to kill the prisoner.

Unfortunately, the old man still couldn't get out of bed, although it seemed that his illness had disappeared.

Just after the leader failed to persuade again, Yan Zheng began to make pottery, and he wanted to make large pottery and use it to make the people live better.

With such an outcome, it may be possible for the chiefs to put aside this conceptual disagreement for the time being.

He held a clay pot and gestured for the leader to take him to a tribesman who could burn pottery.

Although there were differences, the leader still did not stop Yan Zheng from doing anything.

After he understood, he nodded and asked Yan Zheng to go with him.

Yan Zheng sighed helplessly, he planned to fire a rudimentary mold, so that a large number of large pottery could be made quickly.

Because the difficulty in making large pottery is that it is difficult to make clay embryos.

As long as the savages are taught to make large pottery with molds, it will be a small step in technology, a big leap for the savages.

At the very least, you can take a refreshing hot bath, and maybe you can also make a sauce jar and a pickle jar to see if you can make some alternative flavors.

The leader soon led Yan Zheng to a place behind the tribe, where there were obvious traces of pottery burning.

It's just that there is no one in this place.

Yan Zheng was surprised for a moment and understood that the people in this tribe who had mastered the craft would most likely not be able to take off production to specialize in pottery.

So it's generally necessary to let someone who can burn pottery come and burn a few.

This also shows that such a thing as trading is not common in this area, and may not even exist.

After all, you can't expect a group of hunters to come up with anything to trade with other hunters for a living.

In desperation, Yan Zheng could only get started by himself.

Seeing this, the leader asked the wild men who followed him to come and help.

To Yan Zheng's surprise, these savages actually knew a lot about pottery, and they didn't need him to teach them, these people began to make mud and step on mud.

Yan Zheng felt that it must be that the people of this tribe knew this craft, and whoever needed it would come here to burn a few back.

Hey, there has to be a social division of labor! How can this tribe only have a division of labor between men and women? Yan Zheng couldn't help but sigh.

After seeing them step on the mud, Yan Zheng tried to do it, but he quickly gave up with his handicapped hands.

He had to instruct the wild men and start making molds.

It is said to be a mold, but in fact it is a large clay tube, a slightly smaller cone, and the small one can be placed on the inside of the large one.

As long as the gap between them is controlled, the clay embryo of large pottery can be quickly created by direct filling.

It's just that these two clay embryos are also big enough, which is very difficult to operate, and it is very difficult to make them into perfect circles.

But in Yan Zheng's opinion, this is not too difficult.

He asked the two savages to spread the mud they had stepped on, and then used two ropes to determine the length.

Fix it with a stick on the clay surface, then pull the rope and spin it around to get a perfect circle.

After carefully removing the soil around these two circles, two less round billets are obtained.

A fire is lit next to it, and when the two billets are dry, they can be further processed.

The smaller cone is directly on the base of the billet and reaches the required height.

Large clay pipes are not good, and the thickness needs to be determined, so it is necessary to wait for the small cylinder to be fired, and then according to the specifications of the small cylinder.

In the process of waiting for the shade to dry, Yan Zheng instructed these clansmen to make several cones of different diameters and forms according to the specifications.

It's very crude, but the purpose of his move is to let the people use the concept of molds, and when they practice makes perfect, they will naturally be able to do better.

As for the kiln that is not fired, Yan Zheng chose to build a disposable small earthen kiln, this kind of earthen kiln does not have too many requirements, as long as the exhaust outlet and air inlet are done well, to ensure that the pottery to be fired can be placed.

To put it simply, the pottery to be fired is placed in the middle and surrounded by dry firewood.

Under the condition of ensuring the vent, the firewood is covered layer by layer with soil.

Then ignite the fire, leaving the exhaust vents and vents on the line.

This simple method has always been the method of pottery burning of the Li nationality in later generations.

Several clansmen worked hard for four days, and finally burned a few sets of molds.

Due to incomplete drying and the craftsmanship, the rejection rate reached almost 60%.

Only four groups were barely usable, but all of them were somewhat potholed, with varying degrees of cracks on the tops.

But this was enough, under the guidance of Yan Zheng, a few clansmen who helped make pottery quickly mastered the mold embryo.

Once they have a rough shape, they can re-trim and cut the rest by hand.

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