Wolf King

The main reason why nomadic peoples are more difficult to live in clusters than farming peoples, to create villages, cities, and national systems, and to develop a culture of civilization is that nomadic peoples need dozens or even hundreds of times the land to feed the population equal to farming peoples.

No population can live together, and no civilization can talk about it.

But can nomadic people be transformed into farming people? Hmm... It is estimated that some people who are obsessed with the tribal totem culture will scream and say that it is impossible, and that tribal warriors who are born with bravery and natural warriors will never envy the life of farming two-legged sheep, and people who think that they will live forever I only love the wild grassland for life, and think that the wolf is never likely to be domesticated as a dog-and so on.

This kind of fanaticism that has lost normal IQ naturally has no market here in Xiao Yun. Is it possible to force the wolf to be domesticated and the dog is coming? In so many cities in Inner Mongolia, are the aliens living in urban areas?

In short...In the eyes of Xiao Yun, a natural materialist who was born in New China under the red flag, as long as he is a person with a normal IQ or a smart creature, he is pursuing a better life. He never has the kind to protect the grassland. The original ecology and the snow wolf original ecology don’t even feel honest. Being a primitive man’s second-birth of the Virgin Mary, this kind of stupid behavior doesn’t have any fart except to touch yourself; humans say the arrogant who protects nature. It is also the pity for the conquered nature that is only qualified for humans to stand at the top of the biological chain on the earth. Besides, does nature need human protection or two... Humans only protect their own living environment, One day mankind was lost by mankind's own misfortune, and the earth is still there. A new nature without humans will be born again after tens of thousands of years.

So, after accepting the fact of crossing, Xiao Yun has to do all the hard work to bring snow werewolves together, develop urban civilization and even national civilization. Then build a house to improve the snow. After the werewolf's ability to keep out the winter and submerge it in advance to make the snow werewolves accustomed to settle down, the next step is to increase the productivity of the snow werewolf as much as possible, or to improve the ability of the snow werewolf to transform nature.

Farming has to wait for the spring of the following year, and making a kiln is a thing that can be done right now. With kilns that can burn qualified pottery, then burning bricks is no longer an empty talk. If you can burn bricks, you can see hope when you burn cement. It can be burned, will iron making still be the moon in the mirror?

Well, the ideal is very full, the reality is very... Well, Xiao Yun took a branch as a pen and squatted on the ground to prepare for drawing. As a result, he stared for a long time without knowing where to write the pen.

"What's special, I haven't seen any caves in reality, I just watched them on TV... The brick kiln made by the younger brother of Australia looks similar to the oven used by Western primitives to bake bread. Can that be used? "

Xiao Yun's face was white, and his hands were holding his head.

"Wait, speaking, the principle of the oven oven is not the same as that of the cave. It uses concentrated heat to heat the things placed in it... Well, it seems that there is a flue technology, is it the same principle as Kang? Is it anyway to use the heat as much as possible, not let the cold air in, let the temperature inside be as high as possible?"

"Then the question is coming, how does the flue in the cave work?"

After squatting in place for five minutes.

"Forget it, let's take a look at a small kiln with the principle of burning ondol."

Hot air is lighter than cold air, which is common knowledge that elementary school students know. Then apply this common sense to the kiln that has never been touched. Theoretically, the burning point and the pottery-burning space that needs heat should require a height difference. Based on this principle, a pit about 30 centimeters wide and about half a meter long was dug in the open space outside the tribe.

"Leave a downward fuel inlet here, and the heat generated by the combustion in the pit enters the kiln chamber from the other end... Well, if the kiln chamber is covered first, it will be smaller, probably from here to here..."

Xiao Yun took a branch to mark the ground, then stood and observed it.

"It doesn't seem right. Combustion requires a lot of oxygen, the fuel inlet is small, and the kiln chamber is sealed. How can it keep burning and keep high temperature without oxygen?"

"But it won't work if it's open. The temperature of the cold air will drop as soon as it gets more... Hey!"

Xiao Yun hadn't figured out how to solve this problem after scratching his scalp for a long time. He simply thought of starting to build an experimental kiln directly and burning it once to see if there was something wrong and then revising it.

"……and many more!"

Preparing to let the horns move the bricks, Xiao Yun suddenly remembered-the scene of the kiln he saw on the TV, where the fuel was sent was indoors, not in the open air!

"Yes, the fuel is sent indoors. Opening the input port to send fuel will of course not send a lot of cold air into it. How can the indoor temperature be higher than outside?"

Xiao Yun thought more and more that this was the case, and then he felt a little bit of a pain... If he opened holes in the two houses of the tribe to build this experimental kiln that didn't know whether it could succeed, let alone the patriarch, the horn would press him In place.

"Forget it, anyway, there are more mud bricks, and then build a small house specially filled with fuel. Er, the kiln is burning. This small house is warmer than the earthen house. Maybe the children will like to play in it."

The grass and the big river are going to make pottery mud. To build this small house, Xiao Yun would have to bring the horns by himself. It only requires an area of ​​about eight square meters to stack firewood fuel, and dig a shallow one meter on the foundation.

The special small house with the baseband roof was completed in two days. Under the wall on the east side of the fuel replenishment room and at the root of the wall, a port for refueling was reserved in advance. When Xiao Yun dug out the burning house outside the corresponding port Use the mud pit to seal the top of the combustion pit with mud bricks and flow out the diagonally upward hot air flow channel, and then build a grave type... er, earth-filled cave, live together!

The one-person-high cave is made of mud bricks and mud-mud version of soil cement. The thickness is about two mud bricks placed vertically. The smoke outlet is a design made by Xiao Yun scratching his scalp: the smoke outlet in the cave is open In the lower part, along the interlayer of the cave wall, which took a lot of effort to leave, the smoke was led to the upper part and discharged from the upper chimney. Xiao Yun hopes that this design will prevent cold air from entering the cave as much as possible in the process of exhausting smoke. As for whether it is effective... It depends on the actual combat.

The opening for feeding and removing pottery is in the lower abdomen of the cave. In order to make this opening, Xiao Yun persuaded the patriarch to let all the people including patrolling and hunting soldiers and herdsmen help together, and found an unequal square slab... During the firing of the kiln, this stone slab was used to block the opening and the mud was used to seal it. When the kiln was opened, the mud seal was dug up.

The burning kiln project consisting of a firewood room (fuel replenishing room), a burning pit and a cave took five days. During this period, Xiao Yun consumed more physical energy than building a mud brick house... Exploring things is indeed a tossing thing, no wonder no matter what field mentioned R & D capital investors will frown.

During this period, the tribe began to move the forage for the cattle and sheep for the winter in the tribe-that is, the tribe who had been grazing after the autumn had been doing the work, harvesting fresh grass and drying it in the wild, bundled up in the wild, and moved back before the winter, snow More than two thousand cattle and sheep grazed by the werewolf rely on these forages for winter.

The covered kiln could not be burned immediately. At least it had to dry naturally and then burned with a small fire. Xiao Yun then took the grass and the river to play with mud...no, pinch the mud tires.

The yellow clay retrieved by the river strips the mixed gravel and grinds it finely into a powder. It is mixed with water and marsh silt and placed for about a day, then it is rubbed, trampled, and squeezed out the air in the soil. Process until the soil is soft and hard, with sufficient ductility; first take a piece of mud flattened, spread out, edge up, make the bottom of the pot, then divide the other mud into small pieces, rub into fine Long strips, a circle of barriers go up, smooth the junction, ensure a smooth one... Without the aid of ceramic tools, this is the easiest way to hand-made clay tires.

Qing Cao and Da He were particularly surprised to see that Xiao Yun made a pile of mud into a clay pot shape, and came up to imitate it, and then...they are also ingenious in the snow werewolf, their ten pointed claws on their fingers But he can't always do what he wants, either accidentally piercing the mud tire or scratching it...

"Strengthen your fingertips, don't use your claws. When you knead the sticks, you can't use your claws, especially. That's it. With the fingertips, this place is the fingertips. Here, apply force."

Xiao Yun did not bother to teach, and did not feel irritable at all-he was still very satisfied with the shape of grass and river, anyway, unlike the **** tease, he always put an innocent face to him every time. Look.

It's not easy to squeeze the big guy up, it's not difficult to pinch a water glass pottery bowl or something. Xiao Yun took the two people to squeeze out a few clay pottery bowls and placed them indoors for a day in a cool place. Carry out a trial firing; neither Qingcao nor Dahe could believe that the mud they played could become a pottery pottery. Xiao Yun was quite relieved that even the pile of firewood on the flat ground could burn the most primitive pottery. There is nothing inside the kang that has a better concentration temperature... but the quality will be a little problem.

After burning for a day and a half, take out the pottery bowls, um... there are four of the six pottery bowls formed, and the other two don't know what the problem is that they are cracked or deformed, and one of the four successfully burned I didn't do it well when I pinched it. When I started to use it, I used a little force to break it.

However, there are three pottery bowls that can be used, which is enough to make the Snow Werewolves happy. The grass and the river are ecstatic. One person holds a pottery bowl everywhere to catch the tribes to show off...Uh, share the joy.

Xiao Yun took Weisan's last pottery bowl, flipped it around, knocked on the wall of the bowl, and sighed: "The temperature is not enough, it is not enough, this quality is almost as good as that."

The horn looked curiously at Xiao Yun and then at the bowl in his hand, strangely: "Ayun, is there anything wrong with this pottery bowl?"

"Take a look." Xiao Yun handed the pottery bowl over.

The horn happily took over the pottery bowl. Just after holding it, the wall of the bowl cracked where he pressed it.

Horn: "?!"

"Look, it's water." Xiao Yun said there without conscience.

Horns... Horns don't know whether to be scared or to be at ease.

In any case, the two pottery bowls burned near the big stove are indeed pottery bowls, although the quality is very water... but the Snow Werewolves who have been exchanging pottery with the human caravan are indeed burning their own pottery, and the news is soon Reaching the pasture, the patriarchs ran back to see what the tribal homemade pottery bowl crushed by the horns looked like...

After the kiln caves were almost dry, Xiao Yun squatted in the firewood room (fuel replenishment room) and burned a small fire for a long time, and the kiln burning could be officially started.

It was a big event to burn pottery by myself for the first time in the tribe. The patriarch once again left the pasture and ran back to participate in person, and stared at Xiao Yun with his eyes, hoping that Xiao Yun would arrange work for him again; Xiao Yun grabbed his scalp and was honest again Politely...Let the patriarch and the horns make bricks. Anyway, he is not confident that the pottery will be successful this time, and he will plan ahead and build the bricks for the next kiln.

Even if Xiao Yun is completely white in the kiln, he knows that stone kilns are stronger and more heat resistant than mud (brick) kilns. The problem is that the grassland and his hometown are full of mountains and stones. The horns are no matter what. He refused to let him enter the range of primitive jungle with mountains and rocks...

Send the dry mud tires into the cave, close the cave with stone slabs, paste the mud seal, and Xiao Yun will enter the firewood to start burning-put in the charcoal burned in advance, stuffed into the wood cow dung, and soon burn the pit and it will be raging Burning, the indoor temperature where Xiao Yun is located also began to increase.

"Well... the temperature seems to be a bit wasteful, alas, I can't control that much. The temperature loss should slow down after the room heats up." Xiao Yun turned his head and looked at the room filled with firewood and cow dung. After thinking about it, he went out. The excess stone slabs recovered by the previous tribe were moved in quickly, and the stone slab was placed on the upper end of Tianchaikou.

Firewood and cow dung are not burned like coal. Someone must add wood at any time. After all, it is the first time to burn the kiln. Xiao Yun, who is not at ease in this work, took a piece of animal skin and sat at the seaside to watch the fire.

The tribe knew that Xiao Yun was doing something important to the tribe: burning pottery, they tried to control themselves not to disturb-I wish they could watch the successful pottery chiefs honestly make bricks by the river, and horns, Qing Cao and Da He worked hard to learn to pinch the mud tires. A few of the wool dared not even approach the kiln side. Fearing that it would affect A Yun, Xiao Yun was rare and quiet.

I probably knew that Xiao Yun had "ordered" at this moment. Uncle Ashan, who hadn't spoken with A Yun for many days, didn't know when to go back to the tribe quietly, entered the fire room silently, and sat down next to Xiao Yun.

"Uncle?" Xiao Yun was surprised when he saw the coming person. Ah Shan was a diligent tribe warrior than anyone. He had never seen him end his patrol in advance.

A Shan looked at Xiao Yun in silence, his mouth moved and closed, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know how to speak.

"What's wrong, uncle, do you have anything to tell me?"

Ah Shan hesitated and hesitated before saying: "Ayun, you... have you encountered anything before you left the tribe?"

Xiao Yun froze for a moment, and his brain understood the meaning of Asan, and he immediately sweated a lot behind him... The busyness for many days made him paralyzed about his identity history. As the relative of the original owner, Uncle Asan Perhaps I could not think of what A Yun judged if the two people changed before and after, but it took a long time?

The Snow Werewolf is indeed a born crude nerve and atheist. No matter whether it is the memory of the original owner or Xiao Yun living in the tribe these days, I have never seen the Snow Werewolf have any signs of sacrificial activities like humans. This is Xiao Yun not Worrying about being erected and burned to death-but what if the uncle of the original owner thinks that he killed the original owner and snatched the original owner's body? Will Ashan think of him as his nephew, protecting and blessing him unconditionally?

In a flash, Xiao Yun thought a lot. Before the cold sweat on his forehead emerged, Xiao Yun made up his mind... He certainly couldn’t tell A Shan directly that the original owner had hung up. Who knows if A Shan will be grieved and mad, then it’s the most appropriate, right The most secure way to protect one's own personal safety... Still have to fool this thing, er, that is to deceive Ah Shan.

"...Yes." Xiao Yun showed the best acting he could show and made a vicissitude of expression. "Actually... the day I left the tribe, I could feel that I was dead."

A Shan's eyes widened in a flash.

"I'm lying in the grass, missing my mother, tired, hungry, and weak all over my body. I saw my mother waving at me in the sky, I felt my soul rising upwards, getting closer to my mother... "

Xiao Yun showed a painful look: "But I didn't touch my mother's hand. I seemed to be sucked in by something. I felt cold all over, and it was dark all around..."

Ah Shan showed a sad look, he reached out and gently embraced Xiao Yun's shoulder, and patted slowly.

Thanks to Ashan who also likes to sleep on the floor, he has not been so stinky after taking several baths on his body, otherwise Xiao Yun can't really sing this drama...at least his emotions can't be so full.

"I don't know if this is a dream, uncle, I forgot you, forgot the people... I was born in a strange world, and in that world I also have a mother, who looks exactly like her... ...That mother took my hand, took care of me, and taught me a lot of knowledge..."

"I feel very happy, the mother has been with me, just like my mother... Suddenly one day, the mother said to me, Ayun, you should go back, you are not a useless person, the clan needs you..."

Xiao Yun pinched his thigh to bring out a crying cavity, Ah Shan was greatly shaken, his hands hugged him.

"I didn't want to leave her by holding my mother's hand. She was sad, but she still shook my hand..."

"When I woke up, I remembered you and the clan again, but my mother was gone..."

Xiao Yun felt that it was time to cry out, but his grief was still brewing, and the howling sound exploded at his ear.

Xiao Yun was dumbfounded, and slowly looked up... Um, well, it was indeed a snow werewolf, and his emotions were not hidden. Ah Shan cried just like a child, with a clean and handsome face .

Uh... my conscience seemed to tingle a little bit. I was still a good person. Although I was forced to lie innocently, I still felt sorry for crying when I made people cry...