I am the chief of a primitive tribe

The first time he made pottery independently, he made fifteen pieces. This was mainly because he had done it in his previous life, and the clay he used was yellow clay with good adhesion.

Excluding the three that were cracked because the body wall was too thin, these fifteen pottery pieces are pretty good.

The only drawback is that the color is really not flattering and not worthy of being presented in a refined hall.

Fortunately, no one cares about the quality of these pottery pieces at the moment. Everyone is concerned about the lightness and large capacity of the pottery.

Li Hu and Ming Guang, who had come up at some point, also took the pottery jar from Bai Ya. After filling it with water, they felt it and exclaimed, "This container is so light, is it strong?"

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

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

Mu Feng was in a good mood and didn't care about the two people's "sneaking out of their busy schedule". He smiled and said, "As long as you don't deliberately drop it, it won't rot easily. As for stewing soup and holding water, it's not a problem."

"Don't worry, I have already taught you how to make pottery, and you know what the materials are. When the tribe After this period of busy work, Mingguang, you can take people to the river to dig clay, and you can make pottery in large quantities after you come back! "

Mingguang was excited: "Yes!"

Lihu heard the hidden meaning of Mufeng's words: "Great Chief, is there anything else to do in the tribe?"

"Yes!" Mufeng nodded, "Did you boil the bamboo strips I asked you to cut a few days ago in the stone jar?"

Lihu nodded: "They have been boiled and dried, and the uneven places have been flattened!"

The green bamboo board contains more water. Boiling it in boiling water and then drying it can dehydrate it quickly and prevent deformation in the later stage.

"Okay!" Mufeng nodded, "Start laying the floor of the bath today, and lay all the bamboo strips before dark! Then we have other things to do!"

"Yes!" Lihu nodded.

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

The soil on the ground had been tamped and flattened, with layers of fine sand on top.

Mu Feng began to lay bamboo boards, crisscrossing them horizontally and vertically, laying them together like laying a floor, and knocking them with a homemade wooden hammer from time to time.

Li Hu and the others were stunned.

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

But they were very sure of one thing, that is, what Mu Feng did was beneficial to the tribe and to them.

That was enough.

Then again, I'm afraid Li Hu and the others couldn't think of any deeper reasons.

At the beginning, it was only Mu Feng who was laying the bamboo boards. After a while, Li Hu and the people behind him also started to help.

After following Mu Feng back and forth and doing a lot of things, they could more or less understand what Mu Feng meant, knowing that the bamboo boards needed to be laid flat, and the uneven ones needed to be knocked down with wooden hammers.

Some people even began to "take the initiative" to fill the depressions with fine soil from other places.

Although the action was small, it made Mu Feng slightly stunned.

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

Although this feeling cannot be compared with the joy of having a child in old age, it is almost the same.

"It seems that my efforts have not been in vain!" Mu Feng thought, and his expectations for the future became more earnest.

"Great Chief!" Li Hu looked at the bathing pool with the ground paved and the walls surrounded in a daze, "Why did you build such a big container?"

"Container?" Mu Feng laughed dumbly, "This is called a bathing pool, it is used for bathing!"

"Is this the bathing pool you are talking about?"

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

"Is it the whole tribe?" Li Hu asked again.

"Yes, but you can't take a bath in it at the same time, I guess it will be divided into several batches." Mu Feng explained.

Li Hu began to mutter: "Then let Bai Ya go with you and Qing Ya, and I will go with Ming Guang, Ji Yang and others."

Mu Feng's forehead was black, and he couldn't help but shout: "The bathhouse is like the toilet, it is also divided into men and women!"

"Oh!" Li Hu looked as if he had suddenly realized something.

Mu Feng was completely speechless.

Not long ago, he was still sighing that the tribe had become civilized, but he didn't expect Li Hu to ask such a "weak" question.

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

Mu Feng nodded. This time Li Hu asked a normal question, and he also asked the point.

"This is indeed a problem!" Mu Feng thought for a while and said, "Let's build the bathhouse first, and then we can go back.Take the clay and mix it evenly, apply it to all the gaps, and dry it naturally in the shade! "

At this point, he had already thought of how to solve the problem of heating water for bathing - use clay to make a large-sized pottery jar specifically for heating hot water!

"Hehe!" Mu Feng couldn't help laughing, "It's just a boiler for heating water, it can't be difficult for me!"