Ancient Eden Chapter 40:

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Mu Qing soon discovered that there seemed to be something wrong with the kiln. Although she had never been exposed to pottery before, she still knew what a kiln looked like. But Li Mang did this not vertically as she was accustomed to, but horizontally. A deep rectangular pit was dug on the left side, presumably to add firewood and a fire pit. On the right side was a circular kiln room. A mud wall was used to separate the two sides. Three fire tunnels were left. The top was sealed with mud and several passages were left. smoke hole.

Is it possible that modern people do not have the concept of vertical kilns, and this horizontal kiln is the way they are accustomed to firing kilns? But in terms of full combustion of firewood and even heating of pottery, vertical kilns are obviously much better than such horizontal kilns. So Mu Qing explained his thoughts to Li Mang. Seeing his surprised expression, Mu Qing knew that his guess was correct. There were no vertical kilns at this time.

Li Mang is a man of action. Once he understood Mu Qing's meaning, he immediately started building the vertical kiln under the fire pond and above the kiln room on the cliff. After a few nights of hard work, a slope-type kiln that rose up against the cliff came out.

Mu Qing has to say that Li Mang is really a very thoughtful person. She just gave a general idea of ​​this kind of vertical kiln. When it came to the specific details such as the smoke vents, he slowly worked them out by himself, especially when she didn't expect that he actually got some small sand-like gravel to pave the bottom of the kiln bed. She thought for a moment and suddenly realized that this would allow the pottery to be heated more evenly during the firing process.

While waiting for the kiln to dry for a few days, Mu Qing, in addition to doing other things as usual, started playing in the mud. She used the clay she dug to make smaller dishes, larger jars and basins. She used the method demonstrated by Li Mang to roll the clay into thin strips, then piled them in circles to shape them into the shape she wanted, and then scraped the surface. flat. In this way, the forming tool is stronger and the clay embryo is not easy to collapse. In addition to the daily use of these, she even made a vase. Seeing that there was still some mud left, she simply made a doll that looked like Ah Fu. It had complete facial features, was chubby and very cute.

When the kiln and clay embryos were dry, Li Mang did not go hunting that day and stayed to make pottery with Mu Qing.

This day is as happy as a festival for Mu Qing. Having settled here for so long, Li Mang goes out hunting almost every day. Mu Qing knew in his heart that he wanted to get enough food before the heavy snow closed the mountain in the cold winter, so that they could spend the winter safely. He cherished his hard work, and sometimes asked him to stay and have a rest. He didn't have to work so hard. Now that he has food reserves, he only needs to save money. It shouldn't be a big problem if they eat more and let the two of them and Xiao Hei and the three survive the winter. But he always didn't listen and still went out early and came back late.

Today he finally did not go out hunting again, but stayed to burn the kiln with her. Starting from the morning, Mu Qing stuck to Limang's side like a happy child, helping him pass firewood, water and meals.

The kiln burned until dusk, when Limang stopped firing. Early the next morning, Mu Qing watched anxiously as Li Mang opened the kiln bed, sealed the holes with mud, and took out items one by one.

Bowls, plates, spoons, jars, her vase, and that fat Afu. Except for a few with burnt crack marks, everything else was successful.

Mu Qing screamed excitedly, jumped up on Limang's back, and hung tightly around his neck.

She was so happy, with a sense of accomplishment. I saw that the clay I had molded with my own hands had turned into a decent utensil after being refined by fire for a day and cooled overnight.

Li Mang is also very happy. But what he was happy about was that not only was the damage rate of the items burned this time much lower, but the sound when struck was lighter, and the surface of the stone was scraped, leaving almost no traces. It's not like burning utensils in the past. Scratching the surface with something will leave a scratch mark.

This shows that the utensils fired in this kind of kiln are much tighter and stronger than before. He immediately thought of telling his tribesmen this method, and suddenly realized that he was no longer among them, and a slight melancholy flashed through his heart.

But his melancholy quickly disappeared. The jumping wood hanging from the back of his neck attracted his attention. He looked back at her happily smiling face. This face was a little darker than when he first saw her, and her skin was a light honey color, but her eyebrows and neat white teeth were warm in his eyes. He couldn't help but hug her waist. The waist still feels as slender as before.

She eats so little at every meal, no wonder she never gains weight. She must be forced to eat more in the future so that she can become stronger and they can have their own little baby sooner.

He suddenly thought like this when he saw the strange but very cute fat doll she made.

How does Mu Qing know what Li Mang is thinking. After she was so happy, she just moved all the utensils to the stream, washed them, and placed them neatly on the stone table where she usually cooks and cooks. Then I found a bunch of beautiful golden reed-like branches and leaves and inserted them into a vase, and placed them at the head of their sleeping "bed", with Fat Afu standing next to it.

It feels more and more like home.

Mu Qing patted the mud on his hands and went out with satisfaction.

In the evening she cooked mushroom broth in a jar, and the whole cave was filled with the aroma of wild mushrooms and dried chicken. When it was cooked, the soup was delicious and combined with the steamed potato roots. Not only did she and Limang eat it with relish, but even Xiao Hei just lowered his head and licked it from his own special bowl until he purred.

Mu Qing suddenly felt that she wanted to have a child. It belongs to her and Limang's children. In the past, she had always felt that it was cruel and unfair for her child to be born into such a world and not be able to enjoy all the material comforts and higher education she knew and took for granted in the future. So she has always been somewhat resistant. But now she suddenly felt that even if her child didn't know calculus or the space shuttle in the future, or if he could only make a living in the jungle like his parents did when he grew old, what would it matter? His father will teach him to be brave and tenacious, she will teach him to be grateful and contented, and he will grow up in his world until he meets his beloved girl, just like his father met himself. How could she deprive him of all these rights based on her own preferences?

With a child, she and Li Mang will have a fulfilling life. The two of them are a man and a woman who are truly connected by flesh and blood.

This night is her best fertile period. She clung to him with all her might. The man below him couldn't tell whether it was pleasure or pain. He was gasping for breath, and the tip of his tongue was swirling dexterously. It moved lightly and heavily on his body, and suddenly he sucked on it. He pressed his tongue tightly while trembling.

He grabbed the long hair on her back, as if he wanted to pull it away from her grinding, and also seemed to want to make the grinding last longer, round and round, round and round, until it was crushed and moaned. , let go of her hair, and pushed her back under him...

It has been three days and two nights since Li Mang left here to go hunting.

Mu Qing tried hard to stop him. She told him over and over again that they had stored up enough to last them until spring tomorrow. But he didn't listen. He said he found traces of a giant toothed tiger. If he could hunt it, this would be his last hunt, and they wouldn't have to worry about their stomachs this winter. And importantly, she can get a tiger skin to keep out the cold. The cold winter here is as extreme as the heat. Without thick enough fur, he was worried that she wouldn't be able to survive it. He repeatedly assured her that he would not fight hard, that he would set traps around, and that he would protect himself very carefully.

"Let me try it. I can handle it. I promise I'll be back."

He held her shoulders and looked into her eyes.

Mu Qing knew that he could no longer stop him.

Although he was usually kept spinning like a top by her and would obey her in everything, she gradually understood that he was actually a very stubborn and decisive person. Once he truly decides on something he thinks is right, even if she has all her strength, she can't get him back.

She could only let him take Xiao Hei out with him. This is her bottom line. She hoped that Xiao Hei would be able to help him more as he grew older, so that she could feel more at ease.

Li Manghou accepted her arrangement.

Liang Mang took Xiao Hei out of the valley with a bag full of arrows sharpened with a saber, a few sharp spears, and other tools and ropes for setting traps.

Mu Qing suppressed his uneasiness and forced himself to keep doing things. Collecting firewood, fishing, sewing hats and boots with existing furs... She didn't dare to stop, for fear that if she stopped, she would keep thinking about Li Mang and worry about his safety.

Sometimes she even hates Li Mang, feeling that he doesn't care about her at all. What she needs is not a tiger skin to keep out the cold at all, but a sense of security when he is by her side.

He seemed very optimistic, and she believed in his abilities. But... damn, she was scared.

Another night has come.

Mu Qing could no longer sleep. Just wrapped in animal skins with eyes open. Any slight noise outside would make her jump up and run away. But he came back disappointed again and again.

In the middle of the night, she suddenly felt a slight shaking from underneath her.

She was startled, and countless sand and small stones fell from the cave above her head.

Earthquake.

She suddenly woke up and ran outside into the open space without even having time to put on her shoes. As she ran, she felt her feet shaking violently, and she felt as if she was drunk and unsteady. Many large and small rocks kept rolling down from the cliff on the edge.

She almost ran to a wide open space, lost her footing, and fell to the ground.

The shock has passed. The earth returned to calm. But Mu Qing heard sounds coming from the jungle in the distance. It should be the movements of animals that live at night due to the sudden earthquake just now. The sound lasted for a long time before slowly dying down.

Mu Qing was in shock for a long time before she felt that she finally had the strength to stand up. She stepped back into the cave, found her flashlight, turned it on and looked at the cave wall, breathing a sigh of relief.

The earthquake just now was not serious. Her house was not damaged, but a lot of gravel and sand fell on the ground. I took a look at the food storage cave nearby and found that the situation was similar.

Afraid that there would be aftershocks, she wrapped herself in an animal skin and sat outside in the open space waiting for dawn and Li Mang's return.

She added another layer of worry to Li Mang. But he soon comforted himself that the earthquake was not serious. Since she was fine, there would be no danger to him. And if such an accident happened, she believed that he would come back immediately, regardless of whether he caught his prey or not.

Next time if he dares to risk being alone and leaving her alone, she will definitely use this excuse to keep him and never let him out again.

The author has something to say: Two in the evening. The time is around 9 o'clock.

Thank you everyone.