After staring at the fingerprints on the mud ball in his hand for a long time, and the joy on his face became more and more intense, Hei Wa finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Such movement attracted the attention of several people around, and they all turned to look at the master pottery maker in the tribe, wanting to see what good method he had discovered that made him so happy.
Hei Wa ignored everyone's gazes and quickly started massaging the mud balls in his hands.
After kneading it for a few times, I found that the mud ball in my hand had hardened because it stayed there for too long.
He threw it away, made a new piece of mixed mud, and started to quickly ball it up with his hands.
Under everyone's gaze, as he moved, a narrow, flat, mutated 'Y'-shaped thing gradually appeared.
The shape of this thing is very similar to the pattern of the bronze Ge drawn by Han Cheng. It can be said that it is a Ge.
Several people who looked at the situation here couldn't help but look at each other in confusion. Apparently they didn't understand the purpose of Hei Wa making this thing.
After all, what the Son of God asked for was to make a mold, but Heiwa now made a Ge out of clay, which was completely different from the Son of God's request.
Moreover, the Ge made from mud is too thin and long, so even if it is dried and fired into pottery, it will still be very fragile and will break when touched, making it completely worthless.
After these people looked at each other, they went to see Han Cheng not far away, wanting to see what the Son of God's attitude was.
Han Cheng also saw Hei Wa's movements. Unlike the confusion and surprise of the other people, he couldn't help but smile in approval.
Hei Wa found the right solution a few days earlier than he thought.
Although there are still some differences from the method he thought of, it is undeniable that this is also a very effective solution.
The clay-kneaded Ge appeared on the stone slab. Heiwa carefully compared it with the pattern drawn by Han Cheng on the pottery slab, and found that there were still differences, and there was also a big deviation in the required thickness.
After thinking about it, he found a bamboo knife and rested the muddy Ge.
After a careful rest, a decent-looking ge appeared here, even though it was just made of clay.
Hei Wa has figured out the solution independently, and Han Cheng no longer pretends to be deep and doesn't know.
He walked forward and gave Hei Wa a thumbs up without hesitation.
After Hei Wa received the affirmation, his smile became even brighter.
"Son of God, you already knew what to do, didn't you?"
After laughing, Hei Wa asked what he had already realized.
Han Cheng smiled and said: "I just remembered it not long ago, and there are still some gaps between what you thought."
"Then why don't you just tell us?"
Hei Wa asked with a puzzled look on his face. The others were even more confused than Hei Wa because they still didn't see how they could get a suitable mold through this muddy method.
At the same time, I was also puzzled by the question Hei Wa asked.
Yes, since the Son of God already knows what to do, why not tell yourself to wait for others, but instead let yourself wait for others to keep groping?
"Don't you think that solving problems through your own efforts will make people happier?"
Han Cheng asked with a smile.
Heiwa lowered his head and thought for a while, and made a careful comparison. He felt that what Shenzi said was very right. Solving the problem through his own efforts would indeed make people feel more happy.
"I hope that when you encounter problems, you can think more and then use your wisdom to try to solve them, just like Heiwa.
Only in this way can our tribe get more and more good things and develop better and better..."
Han Cheng said to several other people who were making molds together.
Han Cheng's words made these people start to think.
Han Cheng didn't know how much these words today and what happened before them would touch them and how much changes they would cause.
But as long as it can arouse some feelings and not talk in vain, that's enough.
At least it can prove that these words are not in vain.
Han Cheng asked the other people to stop what they were doing and began to imitate Hei Wa in making mud Ge.
In addition to clay weapons, some clay arrowheads, axes, and some balls were also made.
After these items are dried, they are fired in a pottery kiln to harden them.
Looking at the baked things, the people who participated in the whole process, except Han Cheng and Hei Wa, still didn't understand how to use these things to make molds.
Their doubts were soon solved, because Heiwa placed the best-fired and best-made piece of Taoge on a rectangular piece of clay that was beaten flat and flat.
Then began to slowly press Tao Ge onto the mud block.
The clay was not very hard to begin with, but now Hei Wa pressed it like this, and it quickly fell in.
Stop when the Tao Ge sinks to the level of the mud, and then start to pry the Tao Ge out and carefully get it out.
Because the clay is smeared with plant ash before being pressed into the clay, the clay will not stick to the reconciled clay and cannot be taken out.
After Tao Ge was taken out, a neat mark of Ge was left on the mud.
It's more regular than anyone who has ever made it by hand.
When everyone saw this, they suddenly realized that this was how these Tao Ge and arrowheads were used!
Mud fan can be made so easily!
After this method was explained, many people understood what was going on at first sight, but until someone pierced the window paper, it made people's heads hurt.
With these things, making the clay model of the Qingque tribe immediately became easy.
Of course, this is just a simple tool cast, so the clay model can be used easily and casually. If the cast item is replaced by a bronze bottle, it will be very troublesome.
However, one of the characteristics of people is that they have a very strong ability to learn and create. As the time spent dealing with bronze slowly increases, everyone's skills continue to improve, and it is not impossible to make a set of bronze cookware.
Well, the nature of the foodie has been exposed again.
The burning stove was emitting green smoke, and inside was molten copper-tin alloy. At this time, it had reached the point of perfection.
A large platform was built next to the stove, and the platform was now filled with pieces of ceramic molds.
The first casting of bronze weapons was carried out by Han Cheng, who was wearing a bare leather suit and leather gloves.
He used a clay spoon with a wooden handle to scoop out a spoonful of copper juice from the stove, carefully moved it to the mold closest to him, tilted the clay spoon, and poured the copper juice into it.
The viscous copper juice containing high temperature flows in the ravine above the pottery mold, slowly but quickly covering the entire ravine.
When the copper liquid was level with the top of the pottery mold, Han Chenggong stopped his hand and poured the copper liquid into other pottery molds again.
A furnace of bronze was enough this time to fill eight pottery molds for bronze weapons and twenty-three pottery molds for bronze arrowheads.
While the furnace was still hot, Han Cheng continued to ask people to add thick tin and thick copper into it, and then smelted bronze.
Han Chengdu had someone weigh the crude tin and copper that he put into it every time. The specific gravity was different every time, and these data had to be recorded.
But after time has smelted bronze according to such proportions and cast bronze vessels, the properties of various bronze vessels must also be recorded.
In this way, we can slowly figure out what proportion of bronze is suitable for what purpose.
This is a detailed job that requires a lot of data to support. Although it is troublesome, it must be done.
Only by slowly summarizing these laws can the Qingque tribe's bronze industry develop better.
After adding the materials again, the bronze juice inside the mold has completely cooled and solidified.
Han Cheng turned the pottery mold over, put one end on his hand, and slapped the back with his other hand gently, only to hear a 'clang' sound...
