Primitives are stunned

Chapter 31 Burning Pottery
This time the grilled fish, the people of the tribe have a new taste.That is the taste of salt.

On the earth, if someone cooks and puts less salt, I am afraid no one will move their chopsticks.And the first time they ate grilled fish smeared with salt, the clansmen couldn't wait to swallow their tongues.They feel that this is the taste that food should have.

After questioning, everyone realized that it was Wang Hao who added a kind of salt extracted from salt rocks to make the food so flexible.

It wasn't until this time that they realized that yesterday's hard work was all worth it.At the same time, he trusted Wang Hao's words even more.

From fishing, to repelling wolves, to finding iron ore, and now to table salt.The people in the clan saw what Wang Hao did little by little, and kept it in their hearts.

Every seemingly nonsensical thing, in the end, will become a good thing that changes the living conditions of the tribe.

At the beginning, the patriarch and the others didn't trust Wang Hao when he said that he would take several people to hunt, so they only gave him five people.

But Wang Hao only used five people to bring back the food that the patriarch and the others would need five or six days to catch.

Then, it is to drive away wolves.There are six or seven hundred wolves outside the village.If you want to defeat it head-on, I'm afraid it will take hundreds of strong men to do it, and this is still without counting casualties.As for Wang Hao, he only brought more than 20 clansmen with him, and among them, several were still injured.He drove the wolves to another place without any bloodshed.

In the end, the clansmen couldn't figure out what Wang Hao wanted to do when they brought back a large number of salt rocks from the salt lake and smashed them into pieces.And today, they ate delicious grilled fish.

Therefore, they reached a consensus that no matter what Wang Hao wanted to do, whether they could understand it or not, the final result would definitely be beneficial and harmless.

Therefore, they are all very interested in the large lump of clay covered by leaves at the entrance of the cave, and they all want to know what kind of novelty Wang Hao will use this clay to make.

After eating, Wang Hao lifted the leaves on the clay for moisturizing, and took the lead in digging out a large ball of clay.After pinching it with his hands for a long time, a thick clay bowl appeared in his hand.

Wang Hu and the others had their feet severely worn out from pulling iron ore, making it difficult to move, so they stayed to play in the mud with Wang Hao.

On their feet are the straw sandals woven by those women this morning.Straw sandals come in different sizes.It doesn't fit well.This is also the reason why the tribe people are not skilled enough.But Wang Hu and the others didn't dislike it at all, they were all happy to wear it on their feet, and it was much more comfortable to walk than bare feet.

Primitive people did not have a rest day, and there were very heavy tasks to be completed every day.

The women in the morning continued to dry salt on the stone slabs in the back mountain and made straw sandals.And half of the stronger people in the village, regardless of gender, went to the salt lake to carry salt rocks.The other half, at Wang Hao's request, went to the back mountain to chop purple bamboo.

Purple bamboos look very similar to green bamboos on Earth, except that they are purple in color.Wang Hao heard that the bamboos in the purple bamboo forest of Guanyin Bodhisattva are also purple. Maybe the purple bamboos in the Great Wilderness were introduced from there.

Different from the green bamboos on the earth, the purple bamboos in the wilderness are very tough.A mature purple bamboo can even pull a large fish weighing more than ten catties from the water without being broken.Moreover, the biggest advantage of purple bamboo is that even fresh purple bamboo can be used as a burning material.Not only will it not emit thick smoke like wet wood, but it is also more resistant to burning than wood of the same weight.

Wang Hu and the others borrowed their iron swords to chop bamboo.A large number of purple bamboos were transported back to the village with branches and leaves.There were even a few clansmen who held several broods of bird eggs that were still warm, and brought them to Wang Hao, asking him to supplement nutrition.

Some of the purple bamboos were built into meat drying racks by the clansmen.Making salted fish and bacon requires a lot of meat drying racks.Another part was piled up in the village.This will be the main fuel for the pottery at night.

In the absence of a pottery wheel, hand-made pottery will inevitably have uneven thickness or uneven force.So the pottery bowls and pots made by Wang Hao and the others all look very strange.Although it is a bit ugly, it also shows human flexibility.

When it was dark, the stone slabs were covered with large and small clay bowls or clay pots.

Wang Hao originally wanted to make a clay pot with a thick waist and a small mouth, but after trying several times, he couldn't do it well, so he had to give up.That kind of thing, it seems, can only be made after the pottery wheel is finished.

After an afternoon of sun exposure, the wet and soft soil gradually hardened. After careful inspection, if any cracks were found, Wang Hao would pick them out and re-add water to make clay.

Tonight's bonfire was not divided into several piles in the village as usual, but only one pile was lit.This huge bonfire is enough for more than 100 people to sit in a circle.

The pyre of the bonfire is built with purple bamboo.On the top, there are all kinds of clay bowls or clay basins.

By the time Wang Hao and the others cleaned up the clay all over their bodies, the grilled fish was almost cooked.

Seeing Wang Hao and the others coming, the patriarch smiled and said dinner.The clansmen who had been waiting impatiently stretched out their hands to tear the food in front of them.The salty grilled fish at noon was still fresh in their memory.

After the meal, the tribe members sang songs happily.Shi Li took out a handful of early-ripe sweet fruits from his bosom, and handed it to Wang Erniu.It caused a burst of good-natured laughter from the clansmen.

Er Niu was not hypocritical, she took the sweet fruit generously, then turned around and ran to Wang Hao's side, sharing the slightly sour sweet fruit with him.Only Shi Li was left with a beautiful back of the head.

After receiving the sweet fruit, Wang Hao stuffed one into Maoqiu's mouth without moving his eyes, staring at the clay bowl and basin in the fire.

Mao Qiu tasted the sweet fruit, squinted his eyes and jumped into Wang Hao's hand, picking up a sweet fruit with one small paw.In the end, because the sweet fruit was too big, the one in his mouth couldn't chew without the help of his claws, and the greedy little furball couldn't bear to let go of the sweet fruit in his hand, so anxiously he kept turning around on the ground.

Today, there are two more clansmen on watch at night.One is to look after the fish and meat piled on the stone slabs, while the other is to add fuel to the fire.

The clansmen kept watch at night, not because they were afraid of being attacked by people from other villages at night. People in the wilderness struggled every day for food and clothing, and no one had the energy to sneak attack other villages for no reason.Nor is it afraid of the invasion of advanced creatures above the second level.Creatures above the second level will not enter the village on their own initiative, this is the iron law of the people of the wilderness.They are sentry clansmen, but to prevent ferocious beasts like jackals, tigers and leopards from sneaking into the village at night to look for food.

Inside the village, there are no protective walls.It once happened that a tiger ran into the village in the middle of the night and picked up the night child.Level [-] beasts will not take the initiative to attack villages, but that doesn't mean level [-] creatures won't.

The food in the village has never been so abundant as it is now.Therefore, the clansmen have no experience in storing food.In the first two days, there was no one to take care of the food.When I got up in the morning, I found that a dozen fresh fish had been eaten by animals such as mice.

Repeatedly told the clansmen watching the bonfire to keep the fire burning vigorously until the purple bamboo piled up into a hill was burned, or until dawn, then Wang Hao yawned and swayed to sleep.

(End of this chapter)