Wilderness survival for 365 days

“Wait a minute, I’m going to the waterhole.” Chu Feng chewed the kelp and said.

“What are you doing in the waterhole?” Yun Xin looked up and asked curiously.

“Go dig up some clay and come back.”

Chu Feng took the bamboo bowl and drank the soup, and said, “Try to burn some pottery to use.” ”

“Burning pottery?” Yun Xin stared at Chu Feng in amazement, as if he didn’t know.

“What’s wrong?” Chu Feng tilted his head and asked.

“Isn’t it? When did you become a pottery? Yun Xin asked suspiciously.

From childhood to adulthood, the toys and games played by the two are similar, and even the teachers who teach are almost the same.

How did she not know that Chu Feng could make pottery?

“I learned it online, I didn’t find a job before, so I thought about whether to apply for a pottery studio and then watch the video on the Internet.” Chu Feng opened his eyes and said the excuse prepared in advance.

“This way.”

Yun Xin believed it, and hesitated and asked, “Can you burn pottery just by watching the video?” ”

Pottery is tall in the girl’s heart, or less cognizable, so she associates pottery with some antiques and the like.

“It’s okay, just try it at 11.”

Chu Feng said in a relaxed tone: “If it succeeds, we won’t use this bamboo bowl, and we can also use a pottery plate.” ”

Whether it can be successful depends on whether the clay is good or not, if the clay is not good, the burned pottery will have cracks.

“Then you have to come on.” Yun Xin smiled and gave encouragement, not to break Chu Feng’s confidence.

If she failed many times, maybe she would persuade Chu Feng to give up temporarily, but now the girl would give full support.

“It will work.” Chu Feng finished drinking the soup in the bamboo bowl, put it down, got up and walked out.

“Don’t eat anymore?” Yun Xin asked.

“No, you eat it all.” Chu Feng waved his hand dashingly, carried the barrel on his back, and shoveled out of the wooden shed with the sapper.

A few minutes later.

He came to the waterhole, walked downstream along the water, and found a place where the stream dropped a meter apart, and the current was not very large.

“The clay here should be better.” Chu Feng jumped off the edge of the stream, tilted his head to observe, and found that the layer of mud at the water’s edge was clay.

He dug up a piece of clay and rubbed it between his fingers, saying, “It’s not very easy to judge the quality.” ”

“Forget it, anyway, it’s not about high-grade ceramics, and the requirements don’t need to be so high.”

Chu Feng quickly did not get entangled, put down the barrel on his back, and began to dig up the clay with a sapper shovel, and some of the mud on the surface was removed and dug into the layer of clay inside.

In about ten minutes, because of the sapper shovel, the barrel was quickly filled with clay.

“Go back.” Chu Feng put the barrel on the shore, and the whole person jumped up before carrying the barrel back to the camp.

Ten minutes later, when he returned to the camp, he saw the girl carrying some small pieces of wood, all piled in the center of the pile of rubble.

“Chu Feng, is this enough?” Yun wiped the sweat on his forehead, and his little hand subconsciously scratched his scalp.

“Almost enough, come and play with the mud.” Chu Feng beckoned softly.

“Have you started making pottery?” Yun Xin immediately trotted forward and looked curiously at the clay in the barrel.

“Well, go inside the shack, it’s starting to get hot here.” Chu Feng looked up at the sun in the sky.

“Good.” Yun Xin walked behind and helped Chu Feng hold the barrel on his back with his small hands to help reduce the load.

“Whew…”

Entering the wooden shed, Chu Feng put the barrel down and moved his shoulder, which was a little sore by the rope.

“Chu Feng, drink water.” Yun Xin handed the bamboo tube over, saw the red marks on Chu Feng’s shoulders, and decided to make the shoulder straps wider.

“You drink water too.” After Chu Feng poured a few mouthfuls, he handed over the bamboo tube.

“Hmm.” Yun Xin ‘grunted’ a few times, and all the water in the bamboo tube was drunk.

Chu Feng brought a flat stone and placed it on the wooden table, which was used to put clay.

The girl also moved a flat stone and sat on a stool and waited.

“Knead the clay thoroughly, and remove the small stones and sand inside.” Chu Feng said softly.

“Okay.” Yun Xin excitedly dug out a piece of clay from the barrel and began to knead it like a dumpling skin.

Poof~~

Kneading the clay makes a strange sound, and the two play with the mud like children, removing impurities from the clay and making the clay delicate.

After the clay of the entire barrel was processed, it was already an hour later, and the clay that was kneaded at the beginning was not so soft.

“Chu Feng, what now?” Yun Xin asked curiously.

“Make a chassis, then rub the clay into strips, and then layer it on top of each other.” Chu Feng taught hand by hand.

The technique he taught was the clay strip building method, a technique for making utensils. Clay strip construction is a method of superimposing mud strips, squeezing and pressing, and building and forming.

“Oh, I see.” Yun Xin immediately learned, rubbing the clay into strips and then superimposing it along the edge of the base.

“If it’s too dry, moisten it with water so that the pottery doesn’t crack.” Chu Feng instructed.

He made a small water tank with a diameter of 20 centimeters, a 503 layers of superimposed strips of clay, and it took a lot of patience to do this.

“Okay.” Yun Xin quickly nodded and wiped the uneven places with his hand.

The girl made a palm-sized pottery cup, and the speed was also very slow, although the first time she made pottery, the technique was slightly clumsy, but it was very delicate.

Poof…

In addition to rubbing mud and making sounds, both of them are very quiet and doing crafts, which is also another first experience in life, and there is no such leisure and opportunity in the city.

Ten minutes later, the girl took the lead in completing a clay cup.

“Chu Feng, how do you look?” Yun Xin asked with a smile.

“Good.” Chu Feng nodded with a chuckle, and the corners of his mouth raised to look at the slightly crooked pottery cup.

“So what now?” Yun Xin asked curiously.

“Put it outside to dry, you make a few more clay cups out, wait for a trial firing.” Chu Feng said softly.

His small water tank is only one-third full, and it will take a while to complete.

“Okay, leave it to me.” Yun Xin shouted with interest.

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