章節 64: Chapter 64 Thousand Races Exchange Meeting
Ji Mo came back to his senses and couldn't help but laugh.
On the way back with Qianhuang, Ji Mo's legs were still weak. She couldn't help but exclaimed, "I didn't expect that I actually delivered a little life with my own hands. It's really amazing. I can feel his slight... Her breath and tender skin are really cute."
Ji Mo babbled like a child, Qianhuang just followed her, looking at her with something extra, but Ji Mo was just. Just didn't find it.
As soon as he returned to his cave, Ji Mo sat down on the animal skin and stretched his legs, "Oh, I'm exhausted, and I was too frightened just now. Qianhuang, I want to eat the meat of the grunt beast today, right?" Now, have we got our pot back? Let's make a pot of bone soup to replenish our body. By the way, we can also send some to Ruolan. She just gave birth to a cub and it's time for her body to replenish itself. "
Qianhuang nodded, "You should sleep for a while, and the meat you eat every day is from the grunt beast."
"Huh?"
Qianhuang went out to hunt, and Ji Mo brought her the skin from Tarot in the morning. She took a fruit inside, and as soon as she put it to her mouth, she smelled the smell of blood. She frowned, put the fruit down, and smelled her hand. The smell was really strong.
Ji Mo had no choice but to get up and wash her hands, using up all the saponins stored at home. Then she stopped. The smell finally disappeared. She took a long breath and ate the fruit again.
Checking the phone while eating.
The key factors for firing pottery are: clay, glaze, and fire. Why do some pottery crack inexplicably? Why...
As for the glaze, the conditions here are not enough. Ji Mo thinks that she should skip it now. When she becomes proficient in making pottery, she can think about the aesthetics later. The key is the clay and the fire. She has to take a good look at it.
If the clay contains high iron content, quartz, feldspar, sand and gravel powder, etc. can be added.
Ji Mo frowned. She didn't know if she needed these things, but since the clay could be used to make pottery, and the pottery pots had good resistance to high temperatures, it was obvious that the clay was no problem.
Ji Mo fell asleep just looking at it. Her mood was really fluctuating today, so she fell asleep holding her phone in her hand.
After Qianhuang came back, he saw that the screen of her mobile phone was on, but Keren was already asleep. Qianhuang squatted down, took the mobile phone out of Ji Mo's hand, and then his eyes froze.
This is...
He can't understand the text, but he can understand the picture above. Is this also a clay pot? But why is it so beautiful?
Qianhuang's eyes moved to Ji Mo's face, and his curiosity about her became deeper and deeper. What kind of world was she once had, and what were these lines? What is it used for?
Ji Mo was sleeping deeply, but she seemed to subconsciously look at her phone very seriously, so her palms were empty and she woke up immediately.
The phone screen was on, but it was in Qianhuang's hand. Ji Mo's heart skipped a beat and he snatched the phone away, "What are you doing? Who told you to touch my things?"
Qianhuang frowned slightly. He lowered his eyebrows and asked, "What's that above? Are those also clay pots?"
Ji Mo's face turned a little pale. He looked at the pottery making page on his phone and felt even more uneasy. Qianhuang wouldn't know about her. All knowledge comes from mobile phones, right? What if they know what the phone does and want to take it away?
The more Ji Mo thought about it, the more worried he became. Everyone who was holding the phone was trembling, "You, what did you just say?"
Seeing her nervous look, Qianhuang was puzzled, "Did I say the one above you is also a clay pot? ? And what exactly is this? And those threads?"
Ji Mo looked down, threads? Is there a cable there? She glanced at Qianhuang blankly, then lowered her head again, and suddenly understood, couldn't he be talking about these words?
Ji Mo put the phone in front of Qianhuang, pointed at the words and said, "Are these the lines you mentioned?"
Seeing Qianhuang nodding, Ji Mo suddenly burst into laughter, and his heart that had been holding on to it was relieved a little, " You idiot, this is obviously words, but you beasts can't write words. "
Is words used to record things?"
Ji Mo's heart suddenly started to rise, and he looked at it warily. Qianhuang, "You, you know?"
Qianhuang shook his head, "I just saw those paintings and thought they should be talking about fired pottery. But those pottery pots are so beautiful, how on earth were they made? What if our tribe could do the same? If we bake pottery like that, we will definitely be able to get a lot of prey in exchange for the next Thousand Clan Exchange Meeting. "
What is that?" Ji Mo is very interested, but now he is worried that Qianhuang is coveting her mobile phone. That's just a casual question.
"It's a grand event for all tribes to exchange items. It happens once a year. But in previous years, we, the Winged Lion Tribe, had very little to offer, so there were very few things we exchanged."
Ji Mo quickly put away his phone and gathered it in Qianhuang The man beside him said, "I can help you. Although we can't make pottery pots like the ones in the paintings for the time being, we can make other things, including cups and bowls. These are things that other tribes cannot make."
Qian Qian said. Huang nodded, "Then do you know why small pottery can't be fired?"
Ji Mo blinked, "It's almost the same, but I'm not sure, I have to try it to know."
Ji Mo stewed a large amount The bone soup tasted better when stewed in a stone pot. She filled some of it out for Ruolan in a clay pot and sent it to Qianhuang, and added chili pepper to the rest.
After Ji Mo studied the small pottery for several days, he finally discovered that it was caused by fire. The firing temperature of pottery is almost 1000-1200 degrees Celsius. Their temperature was obviously not reached.
However, after Ji Mo's reminder, the first batch of pottery bowls came out soon. The clan leader first sent them to Ji Mo's house for her to choose first.
Ji Mo just randomly selected a few bowls and kept two cups. The others were given to others.
Because the stone pots have been put into use, every family is now busy boiling salt, because Ji Mo said that curing meat requires a lot of salt.
Today is another collection day. Ji Mo appeared in the team with a basket on his back. Xi Yan and Luo Yu immediately came over again, "Ji Mo, is this the bamboo basket you mentioned? You can still carry it on your back. This is great. "You can make one for me too."
Xi Yan touched Ji Mo's backpack with her fingers and liked it very much. Ji Mo looked at the females and couldn't help but smile. Now every female is tidying up very neatly. At least his hair is no longer disheveled, and he finally doesn't look like a savage.
"Okay, I have two more at home. If you two want it, just go to my house and get it."
Xiyan immediately agreed, turned around and ran away. Luoyu said a word to Ji Mo and ran away too. The other females also liked Ji Mo's backpack when they saw it, but they didn't dare to ask for it directly from Ji Mo like Xi Yan and Luo Yu did.
After all, their relationship with Ji Mo is not very familiar.
Qianhuang stood at the front of the team. Today he was also wearing an animal skin suit. It was of very soft texture and clung tightly to his body. The dark green pattern looked like a piece of armor.
His long silver-white hair was spread behind him, with a rosewood hairpin on his head, making him look even more handsome.
"Wow, Master Qianhuang looks really good today!" A female next to him couldn't help but admired. The other females looked at Qianhuang with unabashed admiration.
Ji Mo frowned slightly, thinking that when he gave Qianhuang this dress in the morning, he was still unwilling to wear it. He said that orcs didn't need to wear clothes. It was Ji Mofei who put them on for him. Unexpectedly, he was even more attractive after putting them on. The bee attracts the butterfly.
This was the dress made of snake skin. At that time, Ji Mo felt that such soft snake skin was very suitable for making clothes. Originally, she wanted to make one for herself, but later she made it for Qianhuang and left a little bit. , I just made myself a leather skirt.
"Ji Mo, do you like it?" Xi Yan and Luo Yu ran back panting, each carrying a bamboo basket on their backs. They looked a bit like the tea-picking girls from the ethnic minorities, cute and playful. .
Ji Mo just smiled, "I think it would look better if you weren't so Dese."
Xiyan didn't understand what Dese was, so she chased after Ji Mo and asked.
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