Live Fishing Studio

Yue Feng is a live hawk hunting. The technical interpretation of the details of eagle training has reached the point of nuance. It is much better than those half-hearted anchors who rely on gimmicks and grandstanding.

"Ru Mao drinks blood, this is the most primitive, the most savage, but also the most interesting place! It's enjoyable!"

"Brother Feng said so well! It turns out that there is a truth in every small action! I suddenly felt enlightened!"

"Enlightenment +1 upstairs, I have this feeling too! It seems that the essence is seen through the phenomenon, and the way of thinking about the problem is suddenly affected and changed!"

"If you are full, you can't continue fighting, right? I've been out for so long today, and I should go back and fix it! From start to finish, Brother Feng didn't even have to drink his saliva. It hurts to see!"

Seeing that the water friends noticed that he kept licking his lips, Yue Feng's heart warmed again.

In fact, I have been out for the whole morning and have not drank a sip of water. But there is no way without a water bottle container. The little water carried by the moist cotton cloth in the backpack can barely replenish Xiaobai's consumption. It is definitely not enough for people to drink.

Yue Feng once again habitually licked his lips and said, "I'm really thirsty, let's go back! Xiaobai will definitely not be able to continue to work if he is full! Back to the camp, I will study and study to see what to make a water cup!

After the official hunting, you can relax a little bit on Xiaobai's daily racking. A full raptor is generally more honest, and needs to constantly shake the crop to press food to the digestive organs behind! "

While walking here, Yue Feng's pine pole in his left hand habitually poked on the ground.

This is the position next to a fist-sized stone. Normally, it should be moderately soft and hard. But I don't know what happened here. It directly penetrated more than 20 centimeters, and Yue Feng almost didn't stand firmly.

Pulling out the pine pole, Yue Feng took a casual look, seeing the soil under the pine pole, Yue Feng's curiosity immediately became vigorous.

The soil in other locations is black, but the soil here is red. Yue Feng squatted down and twisted it with his hands. The soil quality was obviously different.

Compared with the soil used to bake simple water storage pots, these soils are obviously stickier, and the hand feel is like the clay dug in the sand by the river when I was a child.

When the pottery pots were fired before, Yue Feng was actually not satisfied with the soil. It may be a matter of composition. The crude pottery that was fired was very loose, with no strength and easy to break. It was not that Yue Feng had never thought of making small water cups and other daily utensils, but the materials were not good, the small objects were too thin, and many of them were not successful after working hard.

Now I have found a better-performing soil, and I happen to be distressed because I can't carry water. Isn't this just about dozing off and someone will give you a pillow?

"Brothers, look! I seem to have something new!" Yue Feng said excitedly, holding the red mud on his hand.

"Found the hole of the prey?"

"What the hell? A hole dug by a mouse?"

Everyone's attention was focused on the small hole where Yue Feng almost fell just now, not keeping up with Yue Feng's jumping thinking.

Yue Feng shook his head: "It doesn't matter what the prey is. I want everyone to see the soil here. It's red, and the shape is a bit similar to clay! Let's dig some back and try again if we can boil some water cups or other daily utensils. !"

"Fuck! It seems to be really red!"

"I am studying geology. The red soil is generally rich in iron ions. This type of soil is more suitable for burning utensils than ordinary black soil. The humus content in the black soil is too high, and its strength and structure are affected!"

Yue Feng: "Then don't rush away. Let's dig some red clay and bring it back to try. If it works, come back and dig with a shovel!"

As he said, Yue Feng was already in a fighting state, buttoned Xiao Bai's hat, placed it on the stone beside him, and then squatted down to dig the soil frantically with a saber, and loaded it directly into his backpack.

After busying for a long time, I continued on my way. When I returned to the camp, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

Unloading the equipment and harvest, tied Xiao Bai on the eagle bar, Yue Feng began to study the soil while gnawing on the jerky.

Still the previous routines, fully crushed, picked out impurities, and then added water and mud.

Only when he reached the step of Heni, Yue Feng knew there was definitely a show! After the soil is wet, it feels very sticky, and the rough embryo is very thin by hand, and it will not damage the structure!

After busying for a while, Yue Feng frowned. Since the soil can be used, it is a bit errand to pinch it by hand. If you want the stoneware to be neat and beautiful, you need a manual turntable for drawing embryos!

This could not trouble Yue Feng. After a brief study, he went out with an axe.

After walking around in the woods for a while, I found the thickest pine tree, no matter what it was, cut it down, took the thicker section at the bottom and dragged it back to the camp.

There are basic axes and sabers, and it is only a matter of time to deal with the details. Yue Feng spent half the afternoon thinking about it, and then he made the wooden carousel!

Underneath is a flat stone. Put a trimmed wooden disc on top. The bottom of the wooden disc is sharpened to reduce friction, and then some animal grease is applied to lubricate. The left hand exerts force on the edge, and the wooden disc slowly rotates. UU reading www. uukanshu.cOM

Constantly fine-tuned the structural balance, and finally managed to clean up the workbench!

The next step is much simpler, mix the mud, and put it on the embryo-drawn wooden plate for an experiment.

After finding the water feel of the mud embryos, Yue Feng quickly picked up the mud embryos one by one.

Previously, the crude water-storage pots made by piling up clay sticks could only be regarded as elementary school level. The wooden table and mud embryos that were manually drawn out were once again shocked by the lively audience.

This is a huge advancement directly from the primitive state to the pottery age!

With the basic disk, it is a matter of time to obtain suitable utensils. In addition to eating time, Yue Feng has been constantly trying under the lens.

Failure, restart, sum up and learn from experience, continue to try,

With more and more experience, the rough embryos made by manual embryos look more and more decent. After the night became completely dark, Yue Feng had already placed seven or eight mud embryos with relatively complete structures and practical shapes.

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The shallow-mouthed large bowl and the water cup have the appearance of everyday porcelain. When the water is gradually dried and fired, if it does not crack or break, it can be used to serve rice, vegetables or even water. It was much more convenient to be close to a small field pot before.

For the whole afternoon, Xiao Bai was crouched on the bar with his hat on, but after he was full, he was very honest. After an afternoon of digestion, the food in the crop was pressed into the lower crop to be further digested.

Seeing that he was busy all afternoon carrying the harvest for half the night, Yue Feng was very satisfied, washed his hands and put on rabbit leather sleeves, and continued to raise the rack until more than 11 o'clock in the evening. Then he closed the door and rested!