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Chapter 217 Dawn

Han Cheng's original plan was to wait until the next day to open the kiln, but the kiln was opened in the afternoon.

It wasn't that he couldn't hold it back in a hurry, but through the cracks on the top of the kiln, he found that most of the firewood placed inside was burned to ashes, and the temperature of the kiln had also dropped, so he opened it ahead of time.

Han Cheng took a stick and stirred it up in the earthen kiln, which seemed much empty. Some of the ashes that still managed to retain their original shape were shattered.

Han Cheng sniffed and looked helpless.

He asked Hei Wa to reopen the sealed fire opening, clean up the ashes, and then carry firewood to the earthen kiln.

After some operations to light the fire, I found a bone shovel and an earthen pot, and mixed a pile of mud out.

After burning for a while, Han Chenggong asked Hei Wa to use those stones and tiles to block the burning hole again, and then used live mud to put a thick layer on top, completely sealing the gap below.

After the fire opening was blocked, the oxygen-deficient firewood quickly went out.

At this time, the sky was gradually getting darker. Although Han Cheng was a little anxious to know the result, it was not easy to stay outside at this time, so he went back with Hei Wa.

After a silent night, he got up the next day and washed himself with hot water from the early fire. Han Cheng tightened his clothes, put on his hat, and went out with Hei Wa.

Some people who had nothing else to do besides waiting for breakfast to be ready after washing up also followed...

Tietou is becoming more and more diligent now, which may be related to the fact that Ruhua gave birth to a little Ruhua half a month ago.

In the early morning, I worked with two people who often cut grass to feed deer. They used shovels, bone shovels and brooms to clean out the deer dung in the deer pen, and carried it to the east of the fence to pile it up in a dung pile some distance away from the fence.

These are excellent fertilizers and cannot be wasted.

Han Cheng originally thought about opening a hole in the wall so that he could use a bone shovel to directly throw the feces out. But after thinking about it, he gave up because the wall was too thick and difficult to drill out.

Secondly, the existence of such a hole will greatly affect the strength of the fence, and this hole is also a safety hazard.

In later generations, he saw many people's cattle being stolen through this hole.

It is said that cattle thieves are also very capable. By slightly enlarging the manure opening, which is only thirty centimeters long at most, they can pull out such a big cow. Until now, Han Cheng has not understood that they are

How did you do it.

Another thing is that piles of dung on the outside edge of the fence will reduce the defensive ability of the fence. In order to prevent people from climbing up the fence along the high piles of dung, we can only arrange special people to take care of the deer uncles.

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After the excrement was finished, Tietou used a bone shovel to scoop up a large pile of "foam" piled at the edge of the deer shed and spread it evenly over the relatively humid areas in the deer pen.

‘Mozi’ is a mixture of finely ground dry soil, broken leaves, and small grass leaves. It is very dry.

After cleaning the deer pen, sprinkle a layer of it on it, which will not only make the deer pen clean, but also make the deer live comfortably.

After doing this in a hurry, they got some hay with the deer and three lambs to eat first, and the three Tietou people also walked out of the courtyard gate and walked towards the earthen kiln next to the river, where many people were already surrounding them.

people.

One night passed, and in such a cold night, the earthen kiln had already become completely cold.

Han Cheng was a little worried and asked someone to open the kiln. The scene inside the kiln really disappointed him again.

Most of them were half-burned firewood, and apart from the half-cooked ones, there were many that were not burned at all.

Some of the ones in the center have been completely burned to ashes.

Han Cheng watched for a while, and then began to take out the obviously ruined firewood from the kiln and pile it beside the kiln.

Everyone looked at the expression on Shenzi's face, and many people consciously remained silent. Without Shenzi's words, they already knew that the charcoal was still not burned.

What kind of good thing is the charcoal that the Son of God will make?

With the power of the Son of God, he actually failed repeatedly?

The curiosity of everyone in the Qingque tribe was aroused even more.

"Ha ha"

Han Cheng suddenly laughed out loud while holding a piece of black charcoal in his hand.

This piece of charcoal is located closer to the center. Compared with the wood that has not been burned through, this dark piece is much lighter.

And unlike ordinary charcoal, which is easily broken, this piece of charcoal still retains its original shape.

To use a not-so-good metaphor, it's like a person who suddenly becomes darker countless times. Although the color changes drastically, you can still see what he looked like before.

Find a wooden stick and tap it gently, it will make a clearer sound.

This is not much different from the charcoal that Han Cheng saw in later generations!

In addition to this piece of charcoal, there was some scattered charcoal in the transition area between the center and the outside. Han Cheng asked Hei Wa to get it out quickly.

Heiwa and others saw Shenzi looking in high spirits and knew what Shenzi had done.

They were also happy to see the Son of God, so they naturally did not dare to neglect, and quickly took out all the scattered charcoal.

Han Cheng picked and picked out a few unburned pieces and threw them aside. Looking at them, he didn't know if there was a pound of charcoal, with a smile on his face.

With so much firewood, only such a small amount of charcoal comes out, which is horribly inefficient, but this is indeed very good news for Han Cheng.

This proves that his idea is not wrong. In the future, we only need to continue to improve on this basis.

Someone in the tribe informed them that breakfast was ready. Han Cheng carried the charcoal in a small basket and went back with everyone.

After washing my hands again with warm water, I started eating.

The people of the Qingque tribe now wash their hands more seriously than in the summer because they have discovered the benefits of washing their hands in the winter to keep their hands clean.

Before the Son of God came, most of them would have some cracks on the backs of their hands during the winter.

These cuts make the dark, dirt-covered hands look even more ugly. The key is to suffer.

Ever since the Son of God arrived and told them to wash their hands frequently, in winter, there were actually less cracks on the backs of their hands.

Even if one or two people's hands get cold, it won't be as miserable as in previous years.

Those children who didn't think much about washing their hands in winter, after discovering this benefit, they all washed their hands extremely seriously.

After breakfast, Han Cheng found a brazier for making fire, took out some charcoal from under the big vat and put it inside. He lit the charcoal from the small basket and checked the quality.

These charcoals are very good and there is almost no smoke rising when burning.

Because it is always a dark fire, it burns very slowly and takes longer to burn than simple firewood.

Han Cheng nodded, found two chicken wings, put them on a thin stick, and grilled them over the charcoal fire. After roasting, he gave one to Wu and ate the other himself.

I bit into it and tasted it. I thought it tasted good. It didn't have the smoky smell in the past and it tasted much smoother.


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