Wolf King

The so-called compiling a lie requires lying with countless lies. Xiao Yun sprinkled out the lie of "the dead mother taught me to be a man". The brainwashing routine to be followed is already conceived in the mind, that is, no matter what others believe If you don’t believe it, give Shi Hammer the fact that you are the original owner, and get the original master’s ancestors. You can solve the problem of his knowledge source and the inseparable relationship with the original owner. The reincarnation of the original owner Ayun or the original owner is his reincarnation. If he throws it out, it is okay to explain the order. The so-called occultism does not need to make the words too clear and leave YY space.

What Xiao Yun didn't expect was that...Uncle Ashan finished crying, touched his dog's head and went out firmly, without any in-depth communication to let him lie and implement the stone hammer...

Xiao Yun: "..." This is really what you should cooperate with me but you turned a blind eye.

Xiao Yun, with a sullen face, added firewood and wondered if there was anything wrong with his performance. After thinking about it, Xiao Yun didn't find anything wrong... Ah Shan followed his words completely and seemed to believe Xiao Yun's set of "dead mother taught me to be a man" theory, and he cried aloud, unreasonable and unresponsive?

"Or, did he go to the wise men of the tribe, such as the patriarch, to discuss?"

After thinking about it, Xiao Yun felt that it was true that the patriarch had lived a long time. He was a trusted elder like Ashan. Set his mind, Xiao Yun calmed down and silently pondered this lie and how to continue to improve in order to confuse the patriarch for one time without risk or flaws...

Sit in the face of Ku Daqiu and squat in the firewood room to burn a day of firewood. At night, Xiao Yun, who believed that he had compiled the lies invincible and self-defeating, made a battle stance and prepared to confront the patriarch who initiated the questioning, but did not expect... excited The patriarch who worked hard to build a brick for a day was so tired that he couldn't straighten his waist. After eating the big pot of rice, he took a bath and crawled on the fire.

Xiao Yun: "..." silently cast his eyes on Uncle Asan.

Uncle Asan, who was probably six or seven years old, smiled at him with a slightly sloppy warm man's smile and reached out his claws with a lot of barbecue oil to touch his dog's head.

Xiao Yun... Xiao Yun can't always ask Uncle Ah Shan if I made a lie. Did you believe it, do you believe it?

"At least he believes that I am the original deity. I shouldn’t regard me as a wandering ghost in the dove’s nest, otherwise the attitude should not be so harmonious... Alas, forget it, if he believes in my whole set of ghost words , I really thought that the old lady who died in the war still stayed in the world to protect her big nephew and became nagging. That was a bit choke... The two of my relatives are gone, let's not worry about using others as monkeys. ."

Xiao Yun wiped his face, thinking that he came out to eat a big pot of rice and eat for a quarter of an hour, and then got up to prepare to return to the firewood room, where the fire could not be broken-to burn potable pottery instead of breaking it with a touch The dregs are very particular. As for Xiao Yun's extremely lacking knowledge of the small and fresh love of pottery, he also knows that there is a process of heating and cooling the pottery... he has to go to this kind of relatively technical work in person The obligation to "develop wasteland" cannot be said to just draw a drawing and move your mouth to throw all the work to others. One is that in the Snow Werewolf tribe, no one who has come through has no time and money, even if you hold the patriarch’s thigh and do not take the initiative to increase productivity, it is Ru Mao’s life. Second, he knows a theory anyway, so that pure The Snow Werewolf who "followed the feeling" came to burn the kiln.

In modern society, there are professional kilns to control the temperature in pottery production. The more advanced equipment can burn out the mud tires in more than a day, and the less advanced equipment can take more time if the combustion is sufficient-Xiao Yun will see you After a forum, my brother put the mud tires in a small empty metal bucket and piled up the rotten wood picked up in the construction garbage. It was hard to burn. The most annoying thing is that the burned things are very beautiful.

Xiao Yun is not short of fuel at this moment. Every year the tribe collects firewood and cow dung as much as possible in order to pass the winter. This year he made out the overwintering artifact mud brick house and fire kang, and the increase in fuel utilization is not a bit. Two points, there is no objection that he will use the extra fuel to burn pottery.

What really made Xiao Yun disgusted was that the earth-making kiln he had put in countless efforts might not be as good as the empty metal barrels picked up by the roadside in modern society...

Thinking about burning pottery, Xiao Yun got up and took two steps. Suddenly, he always felt something was wrong. He suddenly turned to look at Ashan who was still eating with the tribe sitting by the campfire.

The Snow Werewolf basically doesn't use pottery bowls. The meat is grabbed by hand, and the pottery pot is held after drinking the soup. The oil in Ashan's claws is caught by the barbecue, and the oil is almost dripping onto his half sleeve. Too.

And Ah Shan's other hand is carefully holding a black pottery bowl with some bean sprouts in it.

This world is not a true primitive society. Both the orc empire and the human kingdom have civilizations. The pottery purchased from the human caravan in the tribe has natural red glaze that is burned out after the pottery process is more mature.

The black pottery bowl in Asan’s hands has a thick carcass, serious potholes, and a non-smooth surface. Even if the Snow Werewolf has no vision, he will not spend fur to exchange this defective product... That is to say, Asan is useless. Pottery bowls are used to the genuine Snow Werewolf, which holds the semi-finished products that Xiao Yun used to burn using the big stove experiment.

Xiao Yun stared blankly at the black pottery bowl in Ah Shan's hand for a few seconds. He suddenly felt a heat in his chest, and some guilt diffused from the bottom of his heart-dozens of seconds ago, he was still waiting for Ah Shan to wash away the crossing routine. Regrettably, now, he feels that he is so mad at playing the scheming in the face of the pure-minded Snow Werewolf.

"Uncle Ashan, would you like to come and burn pottery with me?"

"Ah?" A Shan turned his head and looked over in surprise. "A Yun, are you calling me?"

"Well. It's going to burn for another night, and you will come if you don't feel too hot." Xiao Yun beckoned.

Asan immediately wiped out half of the bean sprout soup, rolled up the vine grass mat spreading food in front of him, and strode forward...

Qing Cao and Da He looked enviously at A Shan who entered the mysterious firewood with Xiao Yun. They looked at each other and sighed together—the patriarch ordered no one to enter the mysterious room to disturb A Yun and burnt pottery. They also went in, and they became even more curious when they were already curious.

...Well, yes, Ashan sneaked in to avoid other people in the afternoon. He felt that Ayun’s answer explained the changes that occurred in him and left immediately, also worried that if he was found, he would be scolded... As for Xiao Yun looked forward to let A Shan perform with him and crown his knowledge with the dead mother Xian Ling. He couldn't think of this level with A Shan's simple mode of thinking...

Go back to the firewood room and sit down with the uncle Asan side by side against the fire pit. Whether it is guilt or to compensate for the psychology, Xiao Yun really hopes to cultivate the feelings between the uncle and the cheap uncle on the earth. In life, he was estranged from his father's relatives and his mother's relatives. He had several good uncles in the country, and many more uncles had nothing to do with him.

"Last time, I and Qingcao set fired pottery bowls from the Kang. The temperature was not enough and the heating process was too short. The burnt bowls were incompletely heated and dark, without the texture of pottery. There are two, and the other is that the horns shatter when touched. So I think, to burn out the successful pottery, we must first ensure the high temperature, and secondly, the temperature rise must have a frequency, and the process of raising the temperature of the cave should be given to make the pottery The quality of the mud tires is tight, what do you think, uncle?"

"Eh... ah?" The barbecue that Ah Shan had received was not finished. After hearing Xiao Yun asked him, he was stunned.

"Today during the day I tried to increase the frequency of Timwood slowly, so that the temperature inside the cave had a relatively long heating process, and then I went out many times to check the cave wall, some of the temperature will be scattered from the cave wall, But the temperature inside should be much higher than the inside of the hot kang, which can retain the high temperature."

Xiao Yun, regardless of whether he understands it or not, still patiently explained to Ah Shan, he wants to let Ah Shan participate in the pottery, from it to the fun of groping and creating: "Now, the burning tunnel can be filled with fuel When the upper limit is reached, the refilling will reduce the firepower because of the insufficient space for the air to enter, then for the time being as the temperature rise reaches the limit, start the next step: maintain a high temperature for a period of time."

"The high temperature can make the pottery dense, delicate and firm, not fragile. For this reason, I didn't leave charcoal down a few days ago when I burned the kang, and let my uncle and horns help me move it, just to prepare. Used at this time. Come uncle, help me pass the charcoal, from now on, no firewood and cow dung will be added, all burned with charcoal."

"Oh!" Ah Shan quickly put the rest of the meat in his mouth and got up to move the charcoal pile.

"The high temperature lasts about one to two hours...well, it's almost from the time when you are full and can no longer eat until you have digested some food in your stomach, and you can try to eat more."

"Hoo... no one would eat like that, how wasteful. Ayun, don't you think it's hot? Can I lift the hide of the door to breathe?"

"No, cold wind will blow in. You take your fur away from the fire hole."

"Ayun, did the pottery sold to us by the caravan burn like this?"

"Well, but humans have more mature technology, we need to experiment a few more times to burn similar levels."

"Ayun, you have become so smart."

"...Well." Xiao Yun was no more blind than Bi's, the elder lady who showed the spirit to teach well. He already regretted taking his relatives who passed away to fool Ashan.

A Shan glanced at Xiao Yun with a very careful eye. He seemed to feel that Xiao Yun's mood was a little low, frowning and thinking hard. This Snow Wolf who has not learned how to comfort people in his life has worked very hard: "Ayun, even if you are not so smart, I never thought you were useless to the tribe. The Snow Werewolf is a natural warrior. We can just become wolves. Moreover, the caravan humans are much weaker than you, They are both hateful and arrogant."

"..." Xiao Yun silently turned to look at the sincere face of Asan. In this way, he, a mentally healthy normal person, listened to nothing wrong. The original owner should be a child with depression. The problem will be very serious. Big……

"No matter what you are, Ayun is Ayun." Ah Shan added particularly firmly.

Xiao Yun understood at a glance why Ashan was the reaction during the day. He understood his own flicker but he didn’t think it was important. Anyway, Ayun or Ayun made no difference to him-it’s simple and rude. The reflex arc and brain circuit are completely the standard Snow Werewolf mode.

Xiao Yun raised his hand and squeezed his eyebrows again. He found that he was still used to seeing the Snow Werewolf with human thinking, which made him seem self-seeking, troublesome, and amorous... The largest Snow Werewolf tribe did not engage in the concept of sacrifice. Whether there is a true devil or ancestors of deceased relatives will show their spirits. These free proofs are not necessary for the Snow Werewolf, because the Snow Werewolf is a super pragmatic who only cares about the visible "now"...

At the beginning, the first question that Ah Shan came up to ask him was whether he suspected that A Yun had suddenly become smart when he went out, instead of thinking that A Yun was changed. This is the difference in thinking mode caused by different concepts. .

In contrast, Xiao Yun, who is not superstitious but still has a traditional understanding of "a major event in the country, is worshiping in Rong", appears to be paralyzed and ossified.

"In other words, even if I shouted that I was not the original owner Ashan, the snow werewolves would only think that I was stimulated by a brain problem, or they would have to raise me in the Clan, anyway, they looked at me as the original owner Ayun. , I am the original owner, Ayun." Xiao Yun couldn't help crying, but he couldn't say it yet. He could only silently hurt himself. "Then what am I doing?"

Xiao Yun, who was in a complicated mood, dragged Ah Shan to accompany him to burn the kiln all night. On the next day, Xiao Yun estimated that he had burnt the kiln for more than 24 hours, and then began to reduce the firepower and slowly lower the temperature in the cave.

The entire cooling time lasted for another whole day, mainly because Xiao Yun did not have any experience in this area. I don’t know when it is appropriate to open the kiln, so I slowly took the most stupid way...

At noon, Xiao Yun stopped adding firewood, but the temperature of the cave seemed to be still very high. Xiao Yun did not dare to open the kiln directly. The door of the fire room was half open. Slowly blowing cold wind toward the entrance of the fire pond, the temperature of the cave wall was not close to dusk Hot, only a little warm, Xiao Yun was ready to open the kiln.

Um, mainly because if the kiln is not opened now, a tribe from the tribe will come to watch it later. Xiao Yunsheng is afraid that too many people will watch this scene when he fails to burn the kiln. Well, his face can't hold his face. .

Opening the kiln with Xiao Yun was Ah Shan who was left behind by Qiang for a long day. As soon as he heard that he was able to liberate himself, he was very happy to go up to seal the mud and lift the stone slabs-and then gave a coughing shock. sound.

"Lying trough, the ashes in the burning tunnel are coming here..." Xiao Yun pushed Ashan, who coughed out his tears away, and stretched his head to look into the dark cave. Nima, don’t you think the mud tires of a kiln are all burnt down?

The minimum line temperature for firing coarse pottery must be more than nine Baidu, otherwise it will be a black mud pot instead of pottery. Although it can also be used as pottery, it is certainly not acceptable to Xiao Yun... He also Expect the technology of burning kiln to raise the temperature above 1300 degrees to get out of the porcelain. When burning it, I can't wait for the temperature to be higher and then higher. But now looking at the situation in the cave, he began to regret whether he had burnt too much...

Squat down carefully and reach out into the dark cavern tentatively, not to mention, the ashes that have been cooled for so long are still a little hot...then the patties are put on the belly of the cave. Xiao Yun felt a little comfort in the water tank. At least the one he touched was not broken and still in shape.

He stretched out his hands and carefully took out the big-bellied jug that he personally pinched and put in to burn... Xiao Yun's facial expression changed from trepidation to ecstasy within ten seconds: the dark earthy red skin, The straight can body seems to be a delicate and tight can surface that has absorbed the carbon element in the grass and ash during the firing process, and the fingers bounced and crisp echoed-great success! This is a standard pottery pot belly pot!

"Cough, huh? Ayun, this jar is so beautiful!" cried tearfully, Ah Shan cried in surprise.

"The unglazed pottery is burnt out of the nature of pottery clay. We used swamp black mud and yellow clay. The pinch of the clay tire was originally a little reddish... If the temperature is not enough, there will be black and red patches. If the temperature is enough, the whole The color is the same, as long as it is a color, it looks good." Xiao Yun excitedly touched the smooth surface of the can with his fingertips. "Go back and make some lime with lime, and then see if there are natural pigments that can be used. , It’s better to hang up the glaze!"

The first success of the first jug out of the kiln gave Xiao Yun confidence. Next, he boldly took out the pottery in the kiln one by one. Because the cave was not covered well, even if Xiao Yun tried to use the space in the kiln as much as possible, only once It can be put into four clay pot clay pots with big washbasins, two pot belly mud pots for taking water, and more than twenty pottery bowl mud pots.

The pot with big belly was pinched by Xiao Yun himself, with uniform thickness and beautiful shape. They were fortunately baked and molded, and there were no black and red patches due to uneven heating and insufficient temperature; one of the four pots collapsed The percentage of failures is acceptable; Xiao Yun was most pleasantly surprised by the 23-size pottery bowls formed. I wonder if the clay pots of the pottery bowls are thinner and placed in a lower position to absorb more grass, gray and carbon elements. The relationship is more successful than the jug, and the surface is porcelainized, especially smooth and bright!

"Ayun, why is this bowl so bright?" Ah Shan's two claws held up a porcelain bowl and refused to put it down. He looked up and down. "It's so bright and slippery, it's better than the caravan's ceramic bowl." bright?"

Xiao Yun didn't expect that the bowl would burn so well, and he grabbed a bowl and smirked there...

Because Xiao Yun had forgotten to stop, today the patriarch also built mud bricks on the river bank for a day. The old waist almost couldn't straighten, and he could only return with the help of a horn.

After entering the tribe, the patriarch found that some people and lively tribes should come back on weekdays, but they were a bit deserted. They stood in the middle of the tribe where they could see all the tents and two mud brick houses. Wool, grass, etc. sat around the kiln where he said he would not allow it.

"What's wrong?" The patriarch was a little nervous, and he didn't need the horns to support him. He ran in a big step, and only two steps later, he felt back pain and had to press a little anxiously.

Before approaching the crowd, the patriarch was dazzled by the sunset light reflected by some object on the ground. He quickly raised his hand to cover it and looked at it again... The wool and other people sat on the open space, swinging With several shiny and reflective small... bowls? Eh? bowl? !

Facing the big river here, she saw the patriarch. Her eyes lit up, her hands stretched out to pick up one of the gleaming small bowls, and she offered a treasure in the direction of the patriarch: "Look, bright bowl!"

Xiao Yun looked at Dahe in surprise, what is the ghost of the bright bowl, wait a minute, the snow werewolves actually have their own named intelligence?

The patriarch didn’t care about the back pain and took the bowl from Dahe to take a closer look. It is fair to say that the bowl is actually very beautiful. After all, the glaze is not kaolin, the color is black and red, the only highlight The surface is smooth and bright enough, but the porcelainized surface is burned out. The Chinese porcelain has been sold all over the world on the timeline of the earth, and the porcelain hangs on the pottery.

The patriarch, so excited and speechless, stared at the watery star and looked at Xiao Yun with a smile on his face.

Xiao Yun compared with the thumb: "We succeeded, patriarch, we burned out better pottery than the human caravan."

The patriarch nodded desperately and slapped away the horns that he wanted to touch the bright bowl. He did not forget that the horns had damaged the pottery bowl.

Xiao Yun said again: "This batch of pottery bowls are not glazed, and they are worthless to sell. You waste your strength, just use it for your own use. Use this bowl to aliquot at night. It's almost enough to make up, I will burn it again A batch, so that everyone can get a set of tableware...um? Why do you all look at me like this?"

The patriarch, Ah Shan, Qingcao, Dahe, Wool and others all looked at him in horror. The patriarch and Qingcao used both hands to protect the bowl in their hands, as if Xiao Yun was going to do something bad about the bowl.