wild trail

Chapter 158 Incubation
After the huge charcoal kiln was built, Wang Lang climbed onto the scaffolding and lit the fuse on the top, and the dry grass burned quickly.

Half an hour later, the flames could already be seen from the dozen or so air inlets left at the bottom. Wang Lang knew that the wood inside had completely burned, so he ordered people to seal the dozen or so air inlets with mud, and climbed onto the scaffolding by himself. , Cover the prepared top, and then seal the connected parts with mud.

After finishing these, the next thing is to wait. Although people are very skilled in burning charcoal, it is the first time to try such a large charcoal kiln, and everyone has no idea.

But Wang Lang knew that this thing is not used as a charcoal kiln, firing charcoal is just a matter of convenience, it doesn't matter whether the charcoal can be fired successfully, what is important is that the semicircular mound must be burned very firmly. Can.

The first step of the brick kiln has been completed, and the excavation of the bottom of the brick kiln cannot be carried out until the roof of the kiln is formed. Taking advantage of this time, Wang Lang led people to make brick embryo molds.

The mold is made of wooden boards, which are not lacking in the wood tribe. Wang Lang and the rest of the men made the logs into wooden boards one by one. From noon to night, piles of wooden boards have been stacked next to the wood pile. These wooden boards are all made into moulds, and Wang Lang estimates that there are at least 100 of them.

Of course, not so many molds are needed. With the current manpower of the tribe, making more than 20 molds is completely enough.

People who had dinner in the evening sat boredly in the open space, looking up at the sky full of stars.

Holding the torch, Wang Lang walked to the hatching pit of the horned dragon. He would visit here every day for the past few days, but none of the eggshells were broken. The long wait made him very irritable.

Putting the torch next to the pit, Wang Lang picked up the dead leaves to observe the hatching of the dragon eggs.

Looking carefully one by one, Wang Lang's eyes suddenly lit up, a crack had already appeared in a dragon egg, and there was a knocking sound from time to time.

This situation is known to normal people, and it is about to hatch. Wang Lang quickly called the bored people there, and asked them to light a circle of torches beside the pit.

"Patriarch, it's about to hatch!" Bark asked curiously, staring at the cracked dragon egg.

Wang Lang nodded and said, "Well, it's about to hatch. It looks like this little thing will be able to pop out of the egg tonight."

Although everyone is no stranger to dinosaurs, they know nothing about the hatching process of dinosaurs. People who basically have no entertainment activities are gathered around the pit at the moment, staring at the dragon egg with more and more cracks. .

Whenever there is a crack in the eggshell, there will be a burst of exclamation.

Everyone just stared at the dragon egg like this. When the torches were about to go out, someone would quickly replace them with new ones, and then continue to stare at the dragon egg intently.

After about an hour, the tenacious little thing finally broke the hard eggshell.

A faint cry came from inside the dark eggshell.

"It's broken, the eggshell is broken!" Everyone cheered excitedly.

The little horned dragon, which hadn't fully come out, seemed to be frightened by the howling of these humans, and stayed in the eggshell for a long time without moving.

At this last step, the little thing refused to come out for a long time, and the tormented people were very itchy. Wang Lang wanted to break the eggshell by himself several times and help it, but reason made him restrain his inner impulse.

After another half an hour, the little horned dragon finally started to move again. Gradually, it bit the broken edge of the eggshell with its mouth, enlarged the hole a lot, poked its head out, and looked curiously at it with its dark eyes. Looking at these strange creatures in front of you.

Seeing that these creatures staring at him did not harm themselves, the little horned dragon continued to work hard for its hatching.

After some struggle, a ceratopsian the size of a piglet appeared in front of the crowd, watching the crowd scream.

Wang Lang looked at this little thing with a happy smile on his face.

Everyone screamed in excitement, as if modern people were as excited as winning the lottery jackpot.

"Patriarch, I didn't expect those horned dragons to be so huge, and this cub is so small." Shupi said in amazement.

Wang Lang smiled and said: "This thing grows very fast, and it will be much bigger than it is now in a short time."

"Lang, will we be able to do the plowing you mentioned after the horned dragon grows up?" Fan Xing asked.

Wang Lang nodded and said, "Yes, we will be able to plow the land by then, and we will be able to harvest more grain from the same land than we do now. By that time, as long as we work harder, we can grow more grain than we can eat up." of."

When everyone heard this, they looked at the little horned dragon who couldn't even stand in the pit, and their eyes were much more enthusiastic.

At this time, Wang Lang suddenly remembered something, and quickly said: "Go to a few people and get some grass back, we can't let this little thing starve to death when it was born."

Hearing this, several men quickly took torches and ran out of the tribe in a hurry. After a while, several men returned to the tribe with bundles of grass.

At this time, the little horned dragon was basically able to stand still, and tremblingly wanted to climb out of the hatching pit.

Wang Lang took a deep breath, walked to the side of the pit, and picked him up.

Being caught suddenly, the little ceratopsian struggled desperately. Even if it had just hatched, Wang Lang estimated that the ceratopsian weighed nearly 20 kilograms.

The little horned dragon struggled desperately, Wang Lang almost didn't hug it, but this little thing was just born after all, its strength couldn't be compared with that of a grown man, after a while the little horned dragon seemed to have exhausted all its strength, honestly under Wang Lang's The hand fell silent.

Wang Lang held it up in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully. At this moment, he thought inexplicably in his heart: "If in that world, with the feat of my artificially hatched dinosaur, why is the Nobel Prize still easy to grab? ,hey-hey."

Putting the little horned dragon on the flat ground, the little thing regained its freedom, staggered away from the human in front of it with unskilled steps, and hid in the corner trembling.

Fan Xing came to the little horned dragon with the grass, and reached out to his mouth.

The ceratopsian sniffed it, and stared at Fan Xing warily, but the hunger in its stomach prompted it to take a bite of the food in the human's hand.

Seeing that the horned dragon started to eat, Wang Lang was completely relieved. As long as this thing grows up, his tribe will make great strides into the farming society.

(End of this chapter)