Snowflakes like catkins fell down one after another, the earth was white, the surroundings were quiet, and even the birds disappeared.
It was as if everything was completely sealed by the snowflakes and cold.
In such an environment, a group of people suddenly poured out from the gate of Qingque Tribe, and the one at the front was a minor.
They hurriedly walked towards the west side of the wall, and came to a raised edge.
This bulge has been peeled off and is scattered on the mud blocks on the side. The black color inside the bulge is even more eye-catching against the surrounding white snow.
This minor, whose status was obviously very respected, didn't mind being dirty and just reached out to stir up the darkness.
The black thing moved with his hand, making a series of crisp sounds, which were as pleasant to the ear as his current mood of being so beautiful that he was about to fly.
Hei Wa was right. No firewood was burned in this kiln. All the firewood put in was turned into charcoal, and it was the best kind!
"Hahaha……!"
Han Cheng finally couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, and he raised his head to the sky with two black paws and laughed.
God didn't want to hear his ugly laughter, so he sent snowflakes to fall into his mouth in order to block his mouth, but it still had no effect.
A series of cheerful laughter continued to come from his mouth.
What an unexpected surprise! What an unexpected surprise!
It was originally an idea that was thrown out of the pot, but who knew that it would actually produce a kiln of good charcoal.
The problem that had troubled me for so long was actually solved in such an unexpected way...
Han Cheng was thinking happily like this, and suddenly remembered the incident in "Red Sorghum" in which Yu Zhan'ao peed into the wine slurry and brewed fine sorghum wine. He felt that it was similar to what he was experiencing now, and it was all done unintentionally.
If you think about it carefully, sometimes things in this world are really helpless. The harder you try to get something, the harder it is to get it. On the contrary, some things you didn't pay attention to not only blossomed, but also bore fruit.
Han Cheng stopped laughing and realized that the people who were following him were looking at him in a daze.
Han Cheng sniffed secretly and thought to himself, have these guys never seen such a bohemian smile?
Then I sorted out my mood and asked someone to go back and get the straw basket and the trundle head to put the charcoal.
He also asked some people to bring firewood here, and he wanted to strike while the iron was hot and burn a kiln. If the kiln could still be completed, it would mean that the charcoal burning issue had really been solved by himself.
Hei Wa stood aside, looking at the Son of God, with gushing admiration in his heart. This matter, which in his opinion was basically unsolvable, was unexpectedly solved by the Son of God.
Just by simply changing the order of ignition, such a big change can occur. The wisdom of the Son of God is really amazing.
But he didn't know that the things he admired were actually caused by Han Da Shenzi breaking the jar.
If Hei Wa knew the truth, I wonder if Hei Wa would be so stunned that he vomited three liters of blood, or would he think about lighting a fire from above after the pottery making starts next spring...
The people of the Qingque tribe were particularly happy today. Not long ago, they saw the power of bows and arrows, and then they received the news that the Son of God had successfully burned charcoal. This made them all happy.
If you include the icy wind chimes, which are very popular among children, it can be regarded as three blessings.
Of course, the most joyful thing here is the bow and arrow, which is a weapon of great use to the tribe. As for burning charcoal, they are just following the Son of God for joy.
Among the people of the Qingque Tribe, even the wisest shamans did not think that the charcoal that the Son of God tried so hard to produce would be of much significance when firewood, an extremely common substitute, existed.
However, for Han Cheng, they have already formed a blind obedience mentality, and it is completely normal to follow the Son of God to have fun.
There was a lot of charcoal burned this time, enough to fill two large straw baskets, which was more than all the charcoal burned in the previous times combined.
The cold and falling snow blocked Han Cheng's enthusiasm for burning charcoal. The cylindrical earthen kiln that had just been emptied was filled with firewood again in the blink of an eye.
The next step is to mix the paste with the paste until only a hole the size of a bowl is left on the cylinder.
The problem of soil is easy to solve. Just crush the dry mud blocks that were removed from the kiln and pour water on them. They can be reused again and again.
Drawing on the experience of freezing his hands to death when pasting the roof, Han Cheng directly used hot water and mud this time.
After mixing the mud, Hujin and Heiwa quickly started to paste it while it was hot, and it turned out to be much better.
The flame was fed from above and quickly ignited the wood in the kiln. As time passed, the flame in the kiln began to move downward.
Han Cheng stood on a rock, watching what was happening, and thinking about why there was such a big difference between lighting a fire from below and lighting a fire from above in the same way.
After thinking about it for a while, I knew nothing about it except that it had something to do with oxygen.
At this time, he felt very sorry that he was a liberal arts student in his previous life. If he were a science guy or a technical geek, he would have had a lot of difficulties in these aspects, right?
Thinking like this, he smiled and shook his head, and then felt a little lucky in his heart because he remembered the approximate proportions of bronze.
I saw this when I read the history of the Shang and Zhou dynasties in a comprehensive history book. Since the ratios were all integers, Han Cheng wrote them down.
This actually gave him more confidence for the next things.
There are some errors in the bronze proportions recorded in the book, but the general framework has been figured out, which will greatly reduce the time and workload.
If you want bronze with better performance, just conduct experiments on this ratio.
In fact, Han Cheng didn't remember the bronze ratio thing at first, but he kept thinking about it later, and the memory of that period suddenly popped up out of nowhere.
Worried that he would forget it later, Han Chengcheng recorded it on a ceramic tablet.
In fact, starting about a year ago, Han Cheng would write down things on the ceramic board from time to time.
A good memory is not as good as a bad writing. This sentence is true at all. As I gradually adapt to the life here, when I think about the future life, sometimes I feel very close, and sometimes I feel extremely far away.
But it is undeniable that many things gradually become blurry in my mind.
This is also the fundamental reason that prompted Han Cheng to record some of the things he could think of that were useful to this era.
Because this era is too far away from future generations, many things that may seem very ordinary in later generations are groundbreaking innovations here. If you record more of them yourself, you will be able to make less progress in certain aspects when time comes.
detour.
For example, the bronze proportions that came to mind by chance, the steel forging method that I didn’t know where I saw, but which is still somewhat vague in my mind, the curved shaft plow used for cultivating the land, the columbine and the oxen used by the ancestors of the combined seeder.
Pulled, a hoe used for weeding and loosening soil in crop fields...
For this era, these are all important things, and they will make the road ahead for him and the Qingque Tribe wider and easier to walk.
