Live Broadcast: The Correct Way to Survive in the Wilderness

End of teasing.

Su Ze began to get down to business.

Enliven the atmosphere of the live broadcast room and pull the distance from water friends, there is nothing wrong with this approach.

If it is dull and boring, then what is there to see?

The audience watches the live broadcast just to pass the time and relax.

But if you just open your mouth and don't do anything.

That would be counterproductive.

Although Su Ze had never been an anchor before, he still knew this truth.

After soaking all the loess shoveled down with water and kneading it into clay, Su Ze grabbed a ball casually and continued to knead it in his hands.

Merely.

At this time, he was not kneading indiscriminately, but kneading the clay in his hand into the shape of a bowl.

Barrage -

"This is the key step in making pots and pans out of loess?" "

How does it feel like playing with mud." "

Isn't this just playing with mud, who hasn't played with it when I was a child?" The

water friends began to question again, the water was directly irrigated, and for a while, the water in the live broadcast room was full of golden mountains, sticky and smelly.

"Are some students suspicious of the teacher?" Su

Ze seemed to be able to see the barrage on the public screen, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, he smiled, and his hands kneaded a ball of clay into strips, and carefully buckled it to the bottom of the bowl.

Only then did he continue to explain.

"Don't underestimate the kneading process of pots and pans, there are tricks here.

"The posture is wrong, the force is wrong, the speed and speed of the fingers sliding and constricting are not right, and they are not as effective as they should be. "

So"

the barrage floated out -

"So, the anchor, you are driving online again?" "

Although the truth seems to be exactly what the anchor said, I always feel that something is wrong. "

Upstairs, be confident, get rid of the feeling.

"You can drive in the ditch, and the anchor's driving skills are very powerful." "

If you don't drive in a ditch, where do you drive?"

"Something is wrong with you (squint).

After kneading the mold of a bowl with clay, Su Ze did not make a mold for the second bowl, but carefully slid the surface and top edge of the bowl with his fingers.

It was not until it was round and smooth that there was no lump at all, and then the clay bowl was placed on the stone beside it.

"Actually,

" didn't rush to start the mold making of the second clay bowl, Su Ze took a ball of clay and played with it in his hand, and said with a smile: "Our Huaguo has been famous for pottery and porcelain civilization since ancient times, and many people make their own pottery bowls. This

is equivalent to farting, who doesn't know?

Wait for his next step.

"The firing of pottery and porcelain needs to be fired in a professional kiln, but the so-called clever woman is difficult to cook without rice, today Mr. Su will teach you how to fire the pottery without going to the kiln.

Hearing this, the sailors in the live broadcast room suddenly became interested.

As Su Ze said.

They would also like to know how he will solve this problem.

No kiln.

Can you really make pottery?

After Changle finished taking a bath, she washed all the clothes on her body, took them back to her wooden house and hung them to dry.

The soft armor on her body made her feel cold all over her body.

Tickling sensations.

Her chest was a little wet, which made her frown slightly, "Strange, where did Su Ze go?"

Just now, she was worried that Su Ze would peek at her taking a bath, but now that Su Ze is not around, she still has an indescribable feeling of loneliness.

It's uncomfortable.

"Su"

She wanted to call Su Ze, but she changed her words when she came to the end.

"Rhubarb. "

Wang~"

Rhubarb's call came up from below the pool.

Listen to the voice, it's not far from her.

It's close.

"What are you doing down there?" Changle

muttered to himself, took the sword in his hand, flew off the wooden house with a light jump, and then walked down the path that Su Ze had just opened up with a sapper shovel.

She didn't go far along the ravine when she saw Su Ze playing in the mud, and suddenly a few black lines appeared on her face.

How old are you, still playing with mud?

" Su Ze, what are you doing?"

Changle walked over slowly, asking knowingly.

"Burn a few clay bowls and pots with clay, and now we are poor and have nothing, and we have to make them all with our own hands.

Su Ze sighed.

At this moment, he was very glad that he had chosen to take a sapper shovel and gave up his clothes, pants and shoes.

Without the sapper shovel, many things wouldn't have gone as smoothly as they do now.

For example, now, when digging loess, it is enough to use two shovels with sappers, and if you pry with wooden sticks, it is much more troublesome.

"Oooh.

Changle's expression was stunned for a moment, and he felt a little annoyed with himself.

I misunderstood him.

He's not playing with mud, he's getting down to business.

However, isn't Su Ze a scholar? He is a college student, equivalent to the prisoner of the Tang Dynasty.

Fired pottery bowls.

"Do you want to play together?"

Su Ze raised his head, grinned at Changle, and asked.

"I don't want it.

Changle glanced at Su Ze's muddy hands as if disgusted, dirty, and felt uncomfortable to death.

Huh...

"It's fun.

Su Ze looked at her.

"It's not fun, it's not fun at all.

Changle shook her head, she had just taken a shower, and she didn't want to make her hands dirty again.

"Come on, what are you afraid of. "

I don't... You—"

Changle still refused, but Su Ze directly grabbed a ball of mud and put it on her hand, and in an instant her green hands were stained with clay.

Get.

What else can Changle say?

Just play.

She began to learn from Su Ze, kneading the clay bowl with clay in a similar way, and as the shape of the clay bowl slowly took shape in her hand, her eyebrows loosened and stretched out like a crescent moon.

Seems to be really good.

Why do you want to play more and more in the mud?

"Doesn't it feel good?"

Su Ze rubbed another mud bowl, put it on the stone slab on the side, and asked Changle casually.

"Hmm.

Changle snorted, she smiled sweetly and said, "It's really cool." "

In the past, she lived in the palace for a long time, although she enjoyed all the glory and wealth, but everything she did was restricted, and as a royal princess, there were many red tapes that she needed to abide by.

Where is the feeling of relaxation now?

Kneading the clay and slowly making it into a clay bowl made her feel very happy both physically and mentally.

In Su Ze's words.

Cool, so cool.

Comfortable, really comfortable.

This scene made the sailors feel very interesting, and the barrage floated up again -

"Emma, it's so fragrant!" "

The truth law of Master Jing Ze, the greatest philosopher in the universe, seems that no one can resist it, haha."

"One thing to say, it's really cool to play with mud, although I'm in my thirties, I often play with my son's plasticine.

"It's the same with me. "