Two days later, the first batch of large-scale pottery under the personal guidance of Yan Zheng was officially baked.

What made him uncomfortable was that the scrap rate was still very high, and there must be a reason for the incomplete drying, but he didn't know to what extent.

And this kind of one-time small earthen kiln is relatively not as good as the serious earthen kiln.

There is a cooling problem involved here, after the mouth of the kiln is sealed, the cooling inside is carried out slowly, so the cracking will be reduced a lot.

Yan Zheng decided to follow the clay method in the clay method of the clay method in the clay method, and let the tribesmen turn these waste pottery into slag and add them to the next batch of clay for embryo making.

According to the soil law, this can improve the quality of the pottery in the simplest way.

The first batch of finished large pottery is all large pottery jars in the shape of sauce jars, which are ugly, very thick and clumsy, and not big enough.

But compared to the other pottery in the tribe, this thing is already huge.

It's too small for bathing, and it's barely suitable for a large pot.

When these pieces of pottery were successfully fired, the people who personally participated in the firing were all dumbfounded.

They almost understood that the mold had such great benefits.

The eyes of these clansmen looking at Yan Zheng were different than before.

Yan Zheng instructed them to carry these large pottery vessels to the outside of the leader's thatched house.

The clansmen were quickly attracted by this big guy, and after a while, they gathered in a circle.

They have seen a lot of pottery, but they have really lived to see such a big pottery for a long time.

The leader was also attracted to him, and he smiled at the large pottery and stroked it with his own hand.

He looked at Yan Zheng and pointed to the big pottery jar and gestured a few times.

Yan Zheng smiled faintly and asked the clansmen to simply dig out a stove hole and build a simple stove with stones.

After placing a large clay jar on the top, the hot water was boiled.

Then he stood in a large clay jar and made a gesture to go in and take a bath.

Regarding the matter of taking a hot bath, the clansmen have already understood, and after seeing Yan Zheng's head scratching and posture, many people have reacted.

The large clay jar can be used for a hot bath! It's certainly much better than washing in a pit.

The chief's eyes lit up, and he thought of more benefits.

Heating water with stones in a pit is a very inconvenient process, and taking a bath requires extra human help.

But with this large clay pot, each family can bathe in their own thatched hut, which makes it extra easy to take a hot bath.

The chief's original idea was that after the sun rose and set by ten numbers, the whole tribe would bubble in hot water in the pit and kill the worms on their bodies.

And with the big clay pot, he thinks he can make these people bubble every day. And if you can boil hot water, you can stew meat, and such a large pot of stewed meat can stew more than the clay pot originally used by the tribe.

"¥#@......" The leader saluted Yan Zheng.

The rest of the wildlings also saluted.

Yan Zheng understood that the word they said must have the meaning of gratitude and gratitude, and he had also memorized more than a dozen simple words in the past few days, and he could roughly understand the meaning.

It's just that this clay jar, he has another wonderful use.

Boiling hot water, stewing meat, and making a sauce jar can't give the wildling the biggest shock!

He's going to use this big clay jar to make salt!

In front of the eyes of the clansmen, Yan Zheng took out the big bird and poured urine into another large clay jar.

The clansmen were shocked by this operation, such a good big pottery was actually used for peeing?

Wouldn't it be better to pee directly on the ground?

Yan Zheng didn't care about the shock of the savages, he didn't just pee, but also let others pee together.

The clansmen involuntarily took a step back, and they didn't dare to urinate first.

The leader also looked at this strange act with a blank face, and when Yan Zheng invited him to pee on this big clay jar together, he hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to believe Yan Zheng.

With the leader taking the lead, all the clansmen began to pee on the large clay pot.

The latecomers are even more energetic, as if peeing into the clay jar like this is a different peeing experience.

After the people present finished sprinkling, Yan Zheng felt that the urine was still a little insufficient, so he gestured to ask them to call more people.

After the people in the tribe almost urinated, Yan Zheng got more than half of the urine in the clay jar, and at the same time knew that there were one hundred and seventy-two men in this tribe.

It was under the gaze of these people that he began to boil urine!

The three views of the savages seemed to explode at this moment, and even the old and serious leader couldn't hide his surprise in his eyes.

Yan Zheng didn't care about the three views that exploded in this place, and he asked the people who burned the fire to add more firewood.

What he is doing at the moment is the most unbearable way to make salt in the local method, and that is to boil salt with urine.

When Chang Kaishen besieged the Soviet area, our Soviet soldiers used this local method to get out a little salt.

After boiling for about half an hour, the urine was already boiling, and a smell of urine permeated.

The leader sighed and turned back to the thatched hut.

Many savages also chose to leave, and the rest wanted to continue to see if something magical would happen.

By noon, the rest of the savages had dispersed, leaving only Yan Zheng and the few savages who followed him to make pottery.

Yan Zheng took a wooden stick and stirred it in the large clay jar, and found that there were already some crystals at the bottom.

He knew that this was the beginning of the deposition of various types of inorganic salts.

The salt made by boiling urine is naturally different from boiled salt, although seawater, like urine, contains a large amount of various inorganic salts.

However, because of its high salt content, seawater can produce very high-quality salt.

As for the salt boiled out of urine, Yan Zheng wouldn't eat it anyway.

After only a layer of urine remained in the large clay jar, Yan Zheng asked the savage to extinguish the fire.

Under their gaze, he scraped up the crystals at the bottom of the large clay jar and placed them in a small clay pot filled with clean water.

Then continue to boil the water in the small clay pot, and after the transpiration begins for a while, the crystals begin to precipitate.

Yan Zhengzai looked at it carefully, and the crystal precipitation was enough to scrape out a little, so he scraped out a little and added some water.

When the sun was about to set, he got about a handful of salt, and I am afraid that it would not even be three taels.

And the three savages who witnessed the whole process expressed great awe at Yan Zheng who could get particles out of urine at this moment.

They looked at these slightly yellowed magical substances in the pottery cup, and felt that Yan Zheng was really a god, and he could conjure these out of his urine!

Seeing that they were curious, Yan Zheng nodded a little with his finger and asked the three of them to open their mouths and lean over.

Immediately, he put his finger into a person's mouth with lightning speed.

The man was startled at first, then his expression was extremely complicated, and finally his face exploded with happiness.

Just imagine, a person whose taste buds have not been exposed to salt for a long time, and at this moment the taste sense is teased by a little salt, this feeling will make the spirit lift.

Just like the people of the African tribes in later generations who ate ice cream for the first time, they all cried when they ate it!

Each of the three savages tasted a little, and all three of them cried out excitedly.

Yan Zheng was very satisfied with the salt and walked quickly to the old man's thatched house.

The leader was also there, and he was polishing a stone.

Yan Zheng said hello to him, came to the old man with salt, pinched a little with his fingers, and put it in the old man's mouth.

The kind smile on the old man's face disappeared the moment the salt was swallowed.

He closed his eyes and snapped them open again. He sucked greedily, as if even his soul was savoring the different taste.

Seeing the old man's complicated expression, the leader also came over to look at the particles in the sackcloth.

The old man suddenly struggled to sit up, and he said tremblingly, "#¥%......&*!!" ##￥￥￥%。 ”

The leader pinched a little and put it in his mouth, and his eyes widened.

After a moment, the leader laughed.

The old man laughed too, as if something great had happened.

The leader hurriedly gestured and asked where these things came from.

Yan Zheng smiled and made a peeing posture, a urine boiling action.

When he made such a gesture, the old man didn't know what he meant, but the leader's smile gradually faded.

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