Song Xuan naturally didn't ignore him, picked up a bowl and walked to the stone:

"Look!"

"Oracle...... True...... Yes...... It worked? ”

Carefully stroking every part of the pottery bowl, the stone asked Song Xuan excitedly.

Song Xuan smiled and nodded, the flaws are not hidden, the pottery is still out, at least daily use is not a problem, I believe it can still be done better in the future.

As far as the current quality is concerned, it is already about the same as what the Black Feather Tribe sells.

Now that the clay has been found, and looking at it like this, the requirements for fire for burning pottery are not as high as imagined, Song Xuan feels that the earthen kiln he dug out with his own hands should still be enough.

The clay kiln will be ready for another day today, and Song Xuan thinks that he can make a batch of pottery blanks first, anyway, it will take time to dry.

There is a high probability that the stone will not be able to do heavy work in the future, and Song Xuan is still confident in his medical skills, and it is already the best result if he can connect it.

Therefore, the kiln can be handed over to him to be in charge, in addition, Song Xuan also found two people from the women of the collection team to help make some pottery embryos.

Simply pinching it by hand, the speed is not fast, Song Xuan also knows the wheel pottery method, but now it is too late to do it, just the wheel is enough for Song Xuan to study for a while, fortunately, the demand of the tribe is not big now, and everyone can still be busy.

Looking at the large and small pottery embryos in the yard, everyone couldn't help but take a few glances when they passed by.

The pottery bowl burned before has been divided by everyone, and it is natural to grab the hand of 'laughing haha', and I always can't help but show off when I eat, of course, it is inevitable to suffer a "beating" in the future.

The excavated earthen kiln is not big, in order to prevent each other from sticking, there is a margin in the middle, and dozens can be burned at a time, and Song Xuan did not dare to make a big splash for the first time, so he put more than a dozen of them in step by step.

The firepower was naturally the most intense, and it wasn't until it really burned that Song Xuan found that he seemed to have made a bellows less, and it was too tiring to blow the air manually.

After blowing in turns all day, several people looked very sluggish, and they had no strength to speak:

"Mori is dead...... Sweep %¥ up? ……”

Originally, I didn't learn much Mandarin, and Song Xuan couldn't understand it even more, but he could probably understand what everyone meant, and it was nothing more than asking if it was burned.

The fire burned for most of the day, and Song Xuan estimated that it should be about the same, but this time the pottery embryo should be thicker, in order not to go wrong, Song Xuan still decided to put it on for another night, and at the same time let the clay kiln naturally cool.

Following.

Today is another late day at work.

After eating breakfast, everyone gathered around the earthen kiln, and several children who stretched out their hands to remove the stone slab were also driven away by Shi Yan on the side with small wooden sticks.

The child who was driven away did not give up, and ran to Song Xuan's side in a desperate manner.

Song Xuan found that every time he had something new, he didn't seem to be able to eat properly.

……

The slate covering the clay kiln was not light, and several people worked together to lift it, and when they saw the slate move away, the scene became chaotic again, and everyone stretched their necks to see what was going on.

took out the bowls inside one by one, blew away the ashes, and looked at the pottery bowls that were basically without defects, Song Xuan couldn't help but sigh:

"It's better to burn it out in a kiln!"

Song Xuan took out one, and the people around him quickly took it, feeling the texture of the new bowl, and everyone was reluctant to hand it out after they got it.

Song Xuan also stretched out his hand for a long time, and found that no one came to pick it up, so he found out about this situation, so he had to smile helplessly, so he had to take it all out at once.

After mastering the method, it was still very fast to burn, and in order to let everyone use the new bowl as soon as possible, Song Xuan led someone to dig a new earthen kiln on the side.

At the same time, large utensils were arranged.

The two kilns opened fire with all their might, and it only took three days to burn out more than 100 bowls, and there were only about 60 people in the tribe, which was completely enough.

Now the inside is burned in the newly pinched clay pot, the practice of large utensils is still different from the small bowl, the large items are first kneaded into clay strips, then one by one, and finally decorated.

In addition to the long production time, it takes a lot of time to dry, and this batch of pottery pots has been made two days ago, so I have to burn another batch of pottery bowls.

In just a few days, the tribe has already had a bowl in everyone's hands, and according to the stone, even the Wuyu tribe is not so generous.

………………

Tightening the animal skin on his body, Song Xuan obviously felt that the temperature had dropped a lot in the past few days, and the river water had become cold, and he couldn't go into the water until the sun came out.

The harvest of fishing is naturally sharply reduced, but fortunately, after accumulating over the past few days, the number of fish in the tribe is already a very good amount, in addition to a large number of dried fish, many of them are raised in the surrounding ditches.

The small ditch is divided into dozens of sections by the snake with a fence, each section is two or three meters long, and dozens of catties of fish can be raised in it, although the environment is slightly crowded, but it does not affect the survival of the fish.

When the weather gets cold, there are still fish that come out of their mouths to breathe, but now they can't be seen.

In just ten days, the surrounding scenery has changed color, fortunately, the food has reached the level of barely enough to eat, but there is no need to worry too much, at most it is one meal a day in winter, and hunger is definitely not starving.

"Oracle! We're back! ”

A shout broke Song Xuan's thoughts, and the hunting team that went out returned with a full load, although many of them had a little blood on their bodies, but fortunately, it was not serious, and they were all alive and well.

The prey brought back is also different, several kinds of Song Xuan have never seen it, and it looks like the kind that needs to be imprisoned for several years.

However, as soon as he put down the prey on his shoulder, Shi Meng quietly pulled Song Xuan into the corner, pointed to a person in the middle of the team and said:

"Divine Messenger, he's %¥......%......"

It turned out that after the hunting team went out this time, they met a group of hunting primitives around, and after a simple confrontation between the two sides, Shi Meng gave full play to his ability to wrestle, and he knew the other side.

After some exchanges, it was found that they were a tribe that ran out of the clutches of the Black Feather tribe very early, the tribe was called Black Water, and it was a pity that the Black Feather looked down on their tribe, and they were forced to go into exile like the Teng Snake.

Even after decades of development, the Blackwater tribe has not been able to recover to its peak state, and the tribe now has only about thirty people, but fortunately, there are not many tribes around it, and there are no large tribes exploiting it, so it is not bad.

With the common suffering, the two hunting teams hit it off, and the original battle became a no-fight and no acquaintance, and at the invitation of Shi Meng, the other side also sent the two leaders to visit and visit, which was regarded as establishing a preliminary friendly relationship.