Xiao Jiaojiao is on the run in the world of beasts

Chapter 228 Making clay pots

Cangmi snorted coldly.

No matter how careful they were, as long as she said a word, Ruilai still wouldn't have entered their house.

Everything still depends on what she wants.

"Rilai is fine. Those are just minor injuries. His body is very tired and he will be fine after a nap." Silan said, coming over to hold Qianyun's hand and pulling her to eat by the fire.

Cangmi squatted in front of the baskets of grapes, picked up a few and threw them into his mouth to eat.

The taste was sweet but not greasy, the skin was thin and the juice had a bit of sourness. It was not bad, so he squatted there and ate it.

"Qianqian, what should we do with these fruits?" he asked casually.

Qian Yun took one look and said, "Put it out flat and dry it by the campfire."

"Okay." The big tiger got busy while eating.

There is no sun in the rainy season, so you can only bake by the campfire.

Qianyun leaned on the chair, eating meat while watching Cangmi pour the grapes into an open basket with a flat bottom, spread the grapes flat and dry them by the campfire.

"There is still some space on the first floor, we can get one..." She started to say, looking for the first floor, but stopped mid-sentence.

Cangmi and Silan's eyes fell on her, waiting for her next words.

She thought about it and shook her head and said, "I haven't thought about it yet. We'll talk about it when the time comes."

If it is not necessary to build a drying room simply for drying those foods, just build a few racks and put them directly on the fire to dry.

And when Hengsha has nothing to do, he can use his powers to bake it.

I have to think about building something that can be used as a drying room when things need to be dried, and can be used for other purposes when food is not needed.

Cang Mi: "Think slowly. Let Bai Yu think about it when he comes back. The little kid has a lot of random thoughts."

Qian Yun agreed.

After filling her stomach, she slumped on the chair and drank the pear water soup that Silan cooked for her. It was just pear water with nothing else added, and it was sweet and soothing to her throat.

The pear water soup is served in a small bamboo cup, and it has a light and pleasant fragrance of bamboo.

She slowly drank a glass of pear water in small sips.

Suddenly she thought of something, and her eyes fell on the small stove in front of her that was used as a table.

Of course, this irori is not a small stove with a wire mesh for grilling meat, but a stove that can burn a fire underneath and put a small stone pot on top to cook food.

To put it bluntly, it is a relatively exquisite small stove made of stone.

Of course, stone pot barbecue is also possible.

The main thing Qian Yun is thinking about at the moment is, how about getting a teapot to make tea?

"I want soil, the kind of soil that is fine, free of impurities, and sticky."

Cangya and Silan suddenly fell into thinking. They recalled where the soil around Sanwei City met her requirements.

The soil in the black soil in the space tends to be sandy, which is not suitable for making pottery.

Cang Mi thought about it and immediately transformed into a beast, picked up a wooden bucket and walked toward the door: "The soil over the pool should be a little stickier. I'll dig some. If it doesn't work, I'll look for it again."

The words were still floating around, but the tiger's shadow had already flashed far away.

"What are you going to do with soil?" Slan came over with a smile, sat next to her and asked curiously.

Qian Yun watched Xiao Weiluo tell him the plan of making a teapot.

Just shape the fine clay into a shape and burn it in the fire, and you can make relatively rough pottery.

Silan listened carefully and took notes.

"When we dig a pit in the wild to burn food and roast food, the soil around the fire pit will be burned to a hard texture."

The soil becomes hard after being burned to a certain extent, but the soil around the fire pit has too many impurities, and it will break into pieces no matter how hard it is shaped.

If it is fired with fine clay, the hardness will definitely be higher.

Soon, Cangmi brought back several piles of soil, and he separated each type of soil with plant leaves.

When he went out, he didn't ask what he wanted the soil for. He filled it according to the capacity of the barrel and came back full.

Qian Yun checked the soil, chose one and said, "The next step is manual labor. Knead it vigorously to make it softer and more delicate."

"Then we shape it and burn it in the fire. We first make a small teapot with a flat bottom that can be placed on the stove to be heated. Let's try it out first."

"Okay, let's do it briefly." The big tiger replied with a smile on his lips, imitating her words.

Qian Yun pursed his lips and smiled.

It was never her turn to do physical work, so she sat nearby and watched the two of them start kneading the soil. When it was almost done, Qian Yun wanted to start kneading the teapot but was stopped.

"Qianqian, we will do it if you ask. If the soil is cold, don't touch it while you are carrying the baby." Silan refused seriously.

Qian Yun pursed his lips helplessly and started to guide from the side.

It was said to be a teapot, but in the end, it was made into a simple can.

Pinch the spout of the big belly cup, pinch the handle, and add a filter on the spout.

The body of the jar is round and smooth, and there is no glazing step, just glazing it.

Qianyun had seen the clay firing process before, but she was confused about the glaze step. She didn’t know how to adjust the glaze. In this world, she couldn’t ask Du Niang without a mobile phone.

It's fine if it's simple, as long as it works.

It can be fired without glaze.

Cangya and Silan each pinched one. There was a slight difference in height and size between the two jars, but the bottom was enough to be placed on the hearth.

Cang Mi asked curiously: "What then?"

Qian Yun looked at the small furnace and said, "Then put it in the furnace and burn it until it's shaped. I don't know how long it will take to burn. Just take a look occasionally and don't let the fire go out."

Hengsha was not here, and there was no precise fire control at home, so he could only use wood to burn it, so he had to keep an eye on it.

Cangya took a look at the situation inside the irori. He went out to find a stone, cut it into a suitable shape and put it into the irori to make a support for the jar.

The pot is on top of the irori stove, so it's just right for the fire to be lit below.

Apart from Qian Yun's verbal instructions, the two of them did the actual work.

The two of them seemed very active about this novel thing, and they were all waiting expectantly.

Even Lan Bo, who had had enough sleep, came over curiously to look at the two jars in the fireplace.

In his eyes, the scene was like burning clay.

I don't know what to do~

Everyone guarded the fire in the hearth and waited patiently. When it was almost burning, Cangya directly used the wind to take out a jar and put it on the ground.

After it cooled down, he looked at the khaki jar and flicked it with his fingertips. The jar became hard and made a crisp sound.

Qian Yun was terrified when he saw it, fearing that the big tiger would break the jar without controlling its strength.

"The hardness is not bad." Cangmi was very satisfied with the sound. He picked up the jar and inspected it carefully. He found no cracks and the temperature had dropped. He handed the jar to Qianyun to see.

Qian Yun looked at it several times and found that it was not cracked, but it was not glazed and had no gloss.

The jar holds very well and there are no flaws in the workmanship.

"Yeah! That's it." She nodded in agreement.

After getting her approval, Cangmi took out another jar from the small stove and inspected it. It was also not cracked and the firing was successful.

"It's still a bit rough, let me polish it."

"Ah."

Silan held a piece of soil and came to Qian Yun's side. She did not hesitate to move aside to make room for him.

The smile on Silan's face was bright. Originally, he came over just to ask.

Since his Qianqian was so gentle, he sat next to it and pinched the soil.

"Try different kinds of soil. If you want anything else, I'll knead it for you." He said softly.

Qian Yun smiled and replied: "Bowls and cans are fine, you can make whatever you want."

"Good~"

After having the first production experience, the subsequent production of Slan was very familiar, and he quickly made a few small jars and put them in the small stove to bake.

Cang Mi also polished the two pots that had been successfully fired. The small cyan wind scrolls released by his special ability were very easy to use. They flew around the pots and polished them to be smoother and smoother.

He polished it inside and out.

Qian Yun looked at him and said in a soft voice: "Pour some water and let it boil."

Cang Mi took the jar to add water, and said without forgetting: "It would be exciting if it exploded."

Qian Yun rolled his eyes at him angrily.

After he put one of the filled jars with water on the stove, she silently stood up and sat next to the campfire, sitting on the stone next to Rylai.

Cangmi couldn't help but darken his face.

Silan looked at Qian Yun with a smile, continued to sit there and pinched things, and whispered: "If it explodes, Qian Qian will be hurt."

Cangmi: "..."

He talks too much!

Qian Yun sat by the bonfire and picked up the grapes that were roasting next to him. The grapes had been roasted warm and were not cold at all when he ate them.

She ate a few grapes and suddenly found that Riley had opened his eyes and was looking at her quietly with his charming dark blue eyes, smiling.