I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

It was the first time to make 15 pieces of pottery independently. This was mainly due to the fact that he had already made it in the previous life, and the pottery clay used was also yellow clay with good adhesion.

Excluding the three burnt due to the thin wall, these 15 pottery are quite good.

The only shortcoming is that this color is really not flattering, it is difficult to be elegant.

Fortunately, no one cares about the color of these pottery. Everyone is concerned about the lightness and large capacity of the pottery.

Lihu and Mingguang, who came up at some unknown time, also took the clay pot from Baifang, filled it with water and felt it, and exclaimed: "Such a container is really too light and strong?"

"I wonder if it can be used to stew soup like a stone pot?"

"Can we also use such good things in the future?"

Mu Feng was in a good mood, and he didn't care about the two people's "scraping to work", and smiled: "As long as you don't deliberately drop it, it won't rot easily. As for the stew and water, it's not a problem."

"Don't worry, I have given you the method of making pottery, and you know what the material is. When the tribe is over for this period of time, Mingguang, you will take people to the river to dig pottery, and you can get large quantities after you come back. Pottery is made!"

Mingguang became excited: "Yes!"

However, Lihu heard what Mu Feng said: "Warchief, is there anything else to do in the tribe?"

"Yeah!" Mu Feng nodded, "Have you cooked all the bamboo slices in a stone pot a few days ago?"

Lihu nodded: "It has been cooked and dried, and the unevenness has been smoothed out!"

Green bamboo boards have a lot of water, boil them in boiling water and then dry them, firstly, they can quickly dehydrate, and secondly, they can prevent later deformation.

"Okay!" Mu Feng nodded, "I will start laying the floor of the bath today, and lay down all the bamboo before it gets dark! Then we have other things to do!"

"Yes!" Lihu nodded.

So Mufeng moved the pottery back to his cave first, and only then did Lihu and the others carry the bamboo boards to the covered bath.

The soil on the ground has long been compacted and flattened, and layers of fine sand are still placed on it.

Mufeng began to spread bamboo boards, staggering them horizontally and vertically, laying them together like a floor, and beating them with a homemade wooden hammer from time to time.

They were stunned by seeing Lihu from the side.

They had never seen the old chief do this before, naturally they didn't know where the Mu Fenghui learned these things.

But they are quite sure that these things made by Mufeng are beneficial and harmless to the tribe and to them.

This is enough.

Anyway, I'm afraid that Yi Lihu and the others can't think of any deeper reasons.

At the beginning, it was only Mu Feng pounced. After not many meetings, Lihu and the few people behind him also started to help.

Following Mu Feng to do a lot of things back and forth, they can understand the meaning of Mu Feng to some extent, knowing that the bamboo board needs to be flattened, and if it is uneven, it needs to be knocked down with a wooden hammer.

Some people even start to "make their own way" to see the depression, and will start to fill it with fine soil from other places.

Although the move was small, Mu Feng was slightly taken aback.

"It seems that the intelligence of the people in the tribe has begun to civilize and improve!" Mu Feng thought.

Although this feeling can't be compared with the comfort of old man, it is almost the same.

"It seems that my efforts are finally not in vain!" Mu Feng thought, his expectations for the future a little bit more ardently.

"Warchief!" Lihu stared at the paved ground, and was stunned by the bathtub surrounding the pool wall. "Why did you make such a large container?"

"Container?" Mu Feng laughed blankly, "This is called a bath, it's used for bathing!"

"This is the bath you are talking about?"

"Yes!" Mu Feng nodded, "Put hot water in it, so many people can take a bath together at the same time!"

"Is it from the entire tribe?" Lihu asked again.

"Well, but you can't wash it inside at the same time. It is estimated that you will score several batches." Mu Feng explained.

Lihu began to mutter: "When the time comes, let Baiya follow you and Qingya, and I will be with Mingguang and Ji Yang."

Mu Feng had a black line in his forehead, and couldn't help but shout: "The bath is the same as the toilet, and it's divided into men and women!"

"Oh!" Lihu suddenly realized.

Mu Feng only felt completely speechless.

Not long ago, he was still lamenting the civilization of the tribe. He didn't expect to ask such a "weak chicken" question as soon as he turned his face away from the tiger.

"But, where can I get hot water for such a big bath? How much does it cost!"

Mu Feng nodded, and now Lihu asked a fairly normal question, and he had reached the point.

"This is indeed a problem!" Mu Feng thought for a while and said, "Now build the bath first, then take the clay and even it out, smear all these gaps, and dry it naturally!"

Having said that, he has already figured out how to solve the problem of boiling hot water in the bath-using clay to make a large pot for boiling hot water!

"Hey!" Mu Feng couldn't help laughing. "It's just a boiler that burns water, it won't trouble me!"

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