"This time, it's time for us in the pottery industry to come out. Ye Han actually knows how to build a mud stick."

"You guys are saying, what exactly is the clay bar construction method, it's like a practice method in fantasy novels!"

"This little friend, I am amazed by your skeleton. You are a genius of cultivating immortals without one in a million. This "Clay Slot Plate Building Method" is sold to you for ten yuan!"

"Speaking so much nonsense, do you have a big introduction to the construction method of mud strips?"

The barrage is constantly flowing, and many people are still talking nonsense.

However, some people did start to introduce the so-called clay bar construction method.

In the live broadcast room, the prostitute teacher and the small group are also staring at the barrage.

The two of them also didn't understand what the mud stick method was.

"The so-called clay bar construction method is actually very simple. It is a relatively primitive way to shape pottery."

"Knead the clay into strips, pile up the shape of the pottery from bottom to top, and smooth it out with your hands or tools."

"The disadvantage is that it is easy to leave some marks, and it is not so round and natural, but the advantage is that it is simple and convenient."

Seeing the explanation in the barrage, everyone understood it.

At this time, in the live broadcast, Ye Han was also explaining to Su Xiaoqi how to build a mud stick.

"It's a lot easier to make pots this way."

"You can easily make the shape of a clay pot without pulling your hips like you just did."

Ye Han demonstrated and let Su Xiaoqi get started.

Su Xiaoqi was like a dick, and immediately understood.

She was smart, and now she has figured it out completely.

There is such a good way!

She rubbed the clay with her hands, and had already obtained strips of clay.

Then, she picked up a piece of clay and placed it in a circular shape on the broad leaves.

The middle is also filled with clay seal, which is the bottom of the jar.

Next stack up layer by layer.

She also made an arc, and finally, a large pile of circular-shaped clay pots stacked up in the shape of a pottery appeared in front of her eyes.

Wide mouth, big belly, flat bottom.

It is the most popular kind of clay pot.

"The middle of the mud stick needs to be smoothed. I don't need to teach you this."

Ye Han said.

Su Xiaoqi nodded, and carefully began to smooth out the mud sticks.

Ten minutes later, a pretty good clay pot was in shape.

Ye Han couldn't find anything wrong, he just had to dry it and wait for it to be fired in the kiln.

"One for each person, make two more pots, and complete the task."

Ye Han also moved his hands.

Soon, the two made two more clay pots.

"Boss, don't you need to make a lid?"

"The lid of the jar."

Su Xiaoqi reminded.

"I forgot about this. The clay pot has to have a lid."

"Let's make three more lids."

Ye Han nodded, there happened to be some clay left, and three lids could be made.

This one is also simple, not so particular, just need to be able to cover the can.

Finish the lid and you're done.

"The morning is almost over."

"Okay, let's cook, and I'll deal with the bow and arrow."

Ye Han said.

The morning time is mainly reserved for making pottery.

In the afternoon, it was assigned to the finishing work of making bamboo bows.

The two went to the stream to wash their hands together, and Su Xiaoqi started to cook lunch.

Ye Han was fiddling with the bamboo bow and began to make some subtle adjustments.

For example, Ye Han is not satisfied with the curvature of a certain place, so he will bake it again and bend it a little bit.

In the end, by the time lunch was ready, Ye Han was basically satisfied with the two bamboo bows.

If you want to use it for hunting, there are still some processes.

That is stringing the bow and making arrows.

This is all to do in the afternoon.

Ye Han and Su Xiaoqi started to eat lunch.

There is nothing to introduce for lunch, and it is still pork, potatoes, kelp, and smoked fish.

Su Xiaoqi has great ability, and can't do any tricks.

For a high-level chef like her, it is an insult to her level to always cook the same meals.

Therefore, she always wants to go hunting and get new ingredients.

Soon, I should be able to go out hunting tomorrow.

After lunch, Ye Han first added a bowstring to the bamboo bow.

The bowstring is made of dried rattan skin, which is not only tough but also elastic.

At the upper and lower ends of the bamboo bow, Ye Han drilled a hole and inserted the bowstring into it to fix it.

After the bowstring was completed, Ye Han gave it a try.

Pull the bowstring hard, not too hard.

"Material and time constraints limit these two bows to this extent."

"It's not a big problem when we use it in the process of survival in the wilderness."

"But if the years are longer, it is estimated that it will not work."

Overall, Ye Han was quite satisfied.

So now only the last step is left.

Just make arrows.

This is also important.

Just using a sharpened branch, I am afraid that the arrow will go out without seeing it.

Still have to work hard.

As for the material of the arrows, Ye Han chose wood.

That is to find the right branch, this material is everywhere.

Ye Han had just finished his meal and was about to digest it. He had already dived into the bushes, looking for suitable wood.

The most important first is to be straight, straight.

Then there are certain requirements in terms of hardness, not too soft, not too brittle.

That is, there are trees everywhere, so it is easier to find.

Ye Han collected a bundle of branches, brought them back to his place of residence, and began to prune them.

Remove the leaves and sand down any unevenness on the branches.

The head should be roasted with fire to increase the hardness and sharpen.

Generally speaking, it is necessary to add iron arrows, and the lethality and penetrating power will be greater, but Ye Han does not have suitable materials.

We are still firing pottery, at most we have entered the age of pottery, and we are still far from the age of iron.

Ye Han immersed himself in making arrows, while Su Xiaoqi watched and studied.

From time to time, I wiped Ye Han's sweat and handed him a glass of water or something.

At the same time, on the other side, some viewers discovered that Zhu Chuanqiu finally died.

Chapter 80 The Fall of the Legend

In Zhu Chuan's live broadcast room, there were always viewers watching.

Just wanted to see when Zhu Chuan couldn't hold on.

Now, some audiences have discovered that Zhu Chuan is not good enough.

Everyone is going crazy!

His hair was knotted, his whole body was dirty, and he had a weird smile on his face.

At this time, Zhu Chuan was holding an engineer shovel and waving it wildly in the cave.

His lynx meat has been eaten, and only a lynx head is left on the ground of the cave.

Zhu Chuan slapped the lynx on the head with a shovel.

"Ha ha!"

"Where can the monster escape, eat my old grandson!"

Zhu Chuanqi is like a great dancer, and with the dark cave, the whole atmosphere is very strange.

Some timid viewers were afraid to watch it any longer.

"It's over, it's crazy."

"Isn't that the fool at the entrance of our village?"

"How can you be called a fool? That's called a village guard. Every village has such a village guard. I always thought we didn't have one. Later, I realized that I was the village guard in our village."

"You will still watch the live broadcast and post the barrage, don't make trouble."

"Zhu Legend is like this, why don't you take him away?"

"Everyone, my mood is complicated at this moment. The legend of our domestic wilderness survival field in China will completely fall today."

"Although I don't like Zhu Chuanzhuan, I still feel very sad when I see this scene!"

..........

The audience talked a lot, and the barrage was surging.

The news also immediately attracted a lot of attention on the Internet.

Zhu Chuan was crazy and became the number one in the hot search.

The legend fell and became the second most searched.

In one fell swoop, it occupied the first and second most popular searches.

If this happened before, Zhu Chuan Chuan would definitely be very happy, this represents the popularity, this represents the traffic, and even a little advertisement can eat a mouthful of oil.

But now he doesn't know anything about it, and his mental state is so bad that he has severe hallucinations.

Ten days apart.

For ten days, he was driven crazy by this wilderness.

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