i have a super island

Chapter 121 Pottery Making
Prior to this, Li Qingman had never revealed his identity, and Fang Fang only mentioned to Song Zhixi that Li Qingman was his boss, and did not mention anything else.

At that time, it was mainly because she didn't fully trust Song Zhixi, so she had reservations about her. Now everyone has been honest with each other, and there is no secret anymore, Li Qingman took the initiative to tell her life experience.

Knowing Li Qingman's prominent status, Song Zhixi was almost speechless in surprise, she couldn't believe that there was a rich lady with hundreds of billions of dollars beside her.

The money she earned in the organization that she thought she could never spend in ten lifetimes was not worth mentioning in front of the real super rich.

"Qingman, I didn't expect you..."

Song Zhixi looked at Li Qingman with a lot of nervous eyes.

Li Qingman hugged Song Zhixi, grabbed her hand and said, "No matter what happens, Zhixi, we will always be best friends."

……

It was getting late, and the three of them couldn't stay on the hillside any longer, so they had to rush back to the cave before dark.

Speaking of going back to the cave, Fang Fang was having a headache about the container again. These days, he went to the beach and tidal flats when he was free, hoping to find some bottles and cans washed up by the waves.

But it is strange to say that these things were easy to find before, but now they seem to have disappeared overnight, and they have searched all over the beach and can't find them.

This can make the equation very anxious. Without a container, you can't store fresh water, you can't boil water, you can't cook food, and life becomes very inconvenient.

I can't just go to the water source every day when I need to drink water, that would be so troublesome, and it's not the same thing if I only drink raw water, I have to find a way to solve the problem of the container quickly.

Seeing Fang Fang staring at his feet in a daze, Li Qingman thought that Fang Fang was depressed because of what happened just now, and asked softly behind him: "What's the matter, what are you thinking?"

"It's nothing."

"If you don't tell me, I'll treat you as nothing." Li Qingman took the initiative to take Fang's hand and smiled at him, "Are you still thinking about Ferrari? If you like it, I'll give you one OK?"

Fang Fang knew that Li Qingman was teasing himself, and immediately said cooperatively: "But I like Lamborghini better."

Li Qingman leaned on his shoulder, like a well-behaved kitten, and said gently: "Okay, as long as you like."

Fang Fang suddenly put his arms around Li Qingman's waist, hugged her tightly, and said with a smile, "What if I like you?"

"Is it itchy?"

Li Qingman suddenly changed his gentle expression just now, and stared at the equation.

Fang Fang said with a hippie smile: "It is said that beating is kissing, scolding or love, are you going to kiss me or love me?"

Li Qingman's cheeks were flushed, and he said anxiously: "Feng, you!"

"Cough cough!"

Song Zhixi has been watching the two laughing and squabbling from behind, and when there is no other way, he can only pretend to cough twice as a reminder.

Sure enough, upon hearing Song Zhixi's cough, Fang Fang became much more honest now.

The three continued to rush towards the cave.

On the way, Fang Fang expressed his thoughts.

"Actually, I was thinking about containers just now. I can't find anything available on the beach recently. If the problem of containers is not resolved, our lives will be greatly affected."

"If we don't think about the garbage that washes up on the beach, can we think of other ways to solve it, such as the existing resources on the island."

"Existing resources..." Equation said, "coconut shells can be used to boil water, but they will burn through after a few uses."

"Why don't you try pottery?" Song Zhixi suddenly asked.

pottery?

Yep, why not try pottery!

Fang Fang and Li Qingman seemed to be enlightened, and secretly cursed themselves for not thinking of making pottery.

There is no shortage of soil on this island. Although I don't know if the soil can meet the standards for making pottery, at least you can try it.

Besides, making pottery is not difficult. Primitive people in the Stone Age already knew how to make simple pottery. It was nothing more than drying the adobe, and then putting it in the fire to roast, and what was burned was pottery.

"Zhixi, you have helped us a lot!" Fang Fang said excitedly.

"I can't help, I just made a suggestion." Song Zhixi was a little embarrassed.

Li Qingman took Song Zhixi's hand and said with a happy smile: "Zhixi, don't be modest, if you hadn't reminded me, neither Fang nor I would have thought of making pottery."

Song Zhixi shook his head and said, "But I don't know how to make pottery at all."

"It's okay, I understand!"

Fang Fang patted his chest and said vowedly.

"You understand?"

Li Qingman and Song Zhixi looked at the equation in surprise.

Fang Fang laughed and said: "True knowledge comes from practice, don't you understand after a few times of slow burning?"

……

Ever since they had the idea of ​​making pottery, the three of them immediately put the idea into reality.

The first thing you need to make pottery is mud, neither sand nor mud, it has to be clay with a certain degree of stickiness.

There are actually quite a few places where clay can be found on the island. The soil in the woods can basically meet the requirements, but it takes some effort to get the soil back into the cave.

In addition to soil, water, mud and soil are mixed according to a certain ratio to dilute the clay, and then you can freely knead the shape you like.

In the past few days, the three of them seem to have returned to their childhood playing with mud. They have been working with mud almost all day long. Everyone's face and hair are covered with mud marks. Although it is very dirty, the three of them enjoy it .

"What are you pinching?"

Fang Fang looked at a basin in Li Qingman's hand that was bigger than his face.

Li Qingman pursed his lips and smiled, "Can't you see it?"

"I can't tell." Fang Fang shook his head.

"This is a bowl, a bowl for eating." Li Qingman said.

"Who would use such a big bowl for dinner? I'm afraid it's for pigs to eat." Fang Fang said.

Li Qingman laughed loudly, nodded and said: "Yes, it is for pigs. Isn't there a pig here who claims to be Marshal Canopy?"

"Okay, you are cursing me around the corner!"

"Am I wrong, Zhu Bajie is what you said yourself."

Fang Fang suddenly showed a smirk, and with lightning speed, two lumps of yellow mud in his hand smeared onto Li Qingman's cheeks.

"Okay, your equation!"

Li Qingman was caught off guard and painted a big face by Fang Fang's sneak attack, and immediately fought back, wanting to greet Fang Fang with a lump of mud on his face.

Naihe Equation came prepared, and immediately ran away after the sneak attack, and had already reached the entrance of the cave.

"Come on, you can't catch up with me...ah, help me!"

Before Fang Fang had time to shout, he was suddenly attacked by Song Zhixi from behind, a ball of yellow mud was smeared on his face, and he was caught off guard.

Seeing Fang Fang's distressed appearance, Li Qingman burst into laughter, grabbed a handful of yellow mud and rushed up, shouting: "Let you run, Zhixi help me catch him!"

(End of this chapter)