Chapter 28: Pottery firing without building an earthen kiln

Chapter 28: Pottery firing without building an earthen kiln

The next day, Senior Brother did not lead the group for hunting after the meal as usual. Instead, he followed Han Cheng, the seven or eight children, and Lame towards the small river. Accompanying them were Shaman, as well as other people from the tribe who were curious about what magical items Divine Child had created.Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience

After a night, these clay embryos had dried considerably. The surface water had evaporated, and with a gentle touch, one could feel that these clay embryos were much harder than the previous day.

Shaman, looking at this area, revealed a thoughtful expression. If these things were sturdy enough, they could hold many items. As Divine Child mentioned, they were far better than stone bowls or basins.

However, the key was that these things were made of clay. How could they possibly be sturdy?

The shaman was puzzled. Even with the knowledge passed down through generations of shamans, he couldn't understand how Divine Child can make these clay items solid.

Shaman is intelligent. He knew the Divine Child also knows mud is not sturdy. Since Divine Child knew this and still continued to do it, he must have a way to make them solid.

"Use fire, burn them," Han Cheng said in Mandarin.

However, Shaman and Senior Brother were even more confused after hearing this method. In their understanding, fire could burn and destroy many things. Shouldn't burning these mud items turn them into ash?

Communication became difficult at this point because explaining these concepts was too cumbersome.

Han Cheng could only resort to his usual method, attributing everything to the will of the gods, and he wouldn't provide much explanation. He would demonstrate the final results, saving a lot of unnecessary words.

Senior Brother, who had become even more confused after this visit, took the bewildered group to hunt, while Han Cheng continued to make clay embryos with the children inside the cave.

Shaman stayed and observed Han Cheng and the tribe's youngsters playing with clay. After understanding the process to some extent, the shaman also joined the fun.

On the third day, the clay embryos made on the first day had dried halfway. Looking at the over fifty clay embryos laid out on the ground, Han Cheng temporarily stopped making more. Instead, he led the people to collect dry grass, fallen leaves, and small twigs.

"Bring the fire over," Han Cheng ordered, and without him specifying, Sandy, who had been watching, quickly ran to the cave.

Although Sandy didn't understand why Divine Child was doing this, he could still sense the difference in the orderly process.

The fire arrived.

Han Cheng took the burning logs from Sandy and placed them near the four openings he had left. He lit them one by one. Since they had used specially crushed dry grass and leaves for filling and they had pressed it down firmly, these fires did not burn quickly. They didn't even produce a strong flame.

Especially after ensuring that the fires wouldn't go out, Han Cheng used slurry to seal the four ignition points separately, leaving a hole with a diameter of less than half a centimeter for each to allow ventilation. As a result, the flames inside burned even more slowly.

Relieved, Han Cheng turned to Shaman, Senior Brother, and the others, stating that it would take three days to see the results.

This made the impatient crowd a bit anxious.

However, there was nothing they could do. After staying there for a while and realizing they couldn't see the results in the short term, Senior Brother, eager to know the outcome, took the hunting team out for a hunt.

As the spring ice melted, catching fish was not as easy as in winter. Hunting wild animals became the primary source of food.

Shaman stayed behind with Han Cheng and the others.

After playing around for a while, at Han Cheng's call, the group of primitive youngsters started making clay embryos again.

However, unlike the previous days when they were focused, today they seemed a bit distracted. They occasionally glanced at the pile of clay-covered firewood, hoping for something magical to happen. They and even Han Cheng looked at it occasionally, sometimes crawling on the ground to check if the fire inside had gone out.

After all, this was Han Cheng's first time making pottery. He had only watched a video once. Even in his mind, whether it would succeed on the first attempt was uncertain.