Lime

Jian Mo couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The orcs and sub-orcs around them burst into laughter as well.

The beastmen, who had been swatting at the birds, stopped chasing them away amidst the laughter and simply ran off with their claws outstretched.

They ran quite a distance, and the people behind them were still cheering wildly: "Hahahaha--"

Chapter 40 Lime

A group of small birds that could peck people had come to the tribe. After receiving the news, Wu Jiong led De Jiang and the others to get rid of a batch of them.

Soon, the village was cleaned up, and the little ones could play outside without any problems.

Jian Mo breathed a sigh of relief after receiving news that the birds had been mostly cleared away.

He always felt that the tribe had particularly reliable orcs like Wu Jiong, so the younger orcs were especially unreliable.

It must be said that most of the people in the tribe are simple-minded and honest. More than half of them are like this because Wu Jiong and his group are supporting them. They don't have much pressure to survive, which is why they have such good personalities.

After Wu Jiong and the others cleaned up the birds, Jian Mo took the opportunity to mention the benefits of eating cooked food, especially emphasizing that children should try not to eat raw food.

Ban Ming and the others said, feeling wronged, "Jian Mo, we don't actually eat raw meat very often."

Jian Mo looked over.

Ban Ming: "Really, if you don't believe me, ask A Hu. A Hu doesn't lie much."

A Hu was the orc whose house collapsed, his buttocks were pierced, and he had no choice but to seek treatment from Jian Mo.

Seeing Jian Mo looking over, A Hu nodded seriously. "We only slice raw meat into strips and mix it with salt when we're tired of cooked food."

Ban Ming: "Really, Jian Mo, look how cold it is, the meat's frozen solid. It's not very palatable for us to eat raw."

Jian Mo: "Okay, just try not to eat it in the future."

Everyone patted their chests and promised that they would avoid eating it if possible in the future.

Xi Lu's prospective partner Xuan Yin, asked, "Jian Mo, does your tribe not eat raw meat at all?"

This...

Jian Mo couldn't lie. "Actually, I do eat it, but not much. Before eating meat, there's a special person to check it. People who have a habit of eating raw meat usually take medicine to avoid parasites."

Jian Mo emphasized the dangers of parasites, and the animals all said that they would be especially careful when eating meat, and would definitely not eat meat with worms in it.

Ban Ming: "Our eyes are really sharp!"

Wu Jiong and his group obtained metal utensils during their trip, and the other tribe was also very interested in their pottery and glass.

So the two tribes decided to speed up the production of what the other wanted, and then exchange it for a new batch after a period of time.

Jian Mo asked curiously, "Which tribe smelted these metal tools? It doesn't sound like a tribe I know."

Wu Jiong: "There's a tribe west of the Xiongying Tribe called the Jintuo Tribe. They don't actually have much metal. If they didn't really like our pottery and glass, they probably wouldn't have offered them up for trade this time."

Jian Mo had never even been to the Xiongying Tribe, let alone the tribes to its west. Upon hearing this, she said, "You must have traveled a very long way this time. Are you tired?"

Wu Jiong's eyes softened. "It's alright, I'm used to it."

Since they were going to switch to metal tools, the idle people in the tribe got busy again, sitting in the open space of the tribe to start making pottery blanks.

The tribe is nestled in a valley in the mountains, which is much more sheltered from the wind than the outside world.

After the sun comes out, it's not cold to sit in the open space and make pottery.

If there's no sun outside and the wind blows, it's unbearable. Not only is it cold, but your hands are also prone to cracking due to prolonged contact with the clay, causing it to lose oil and moisture.

This was the first time in Jian Mo's life that she had developed chapped skin from the cold in winter.

He didn't have any particularly good solutions, so he could only make a hand cream out of animal fat. When people were making pottery, they would apply it if their hands got too dry.

As for whether applying extra animal oil would affect the quality and yield of the pottery, Jian Mo didn't care.

Since we're already living in a primitive society, let's not pursue industrial standards.

It doesn't matter if the pottery isn't perfect; your health is the most important thing.

Some people worked overtime on the open ground to make pottery, while others went out to collect alkali, cut down trees, and burn charcoal.

This time, they switched to using metal axes.

Although it was just a copper alloy axe, it was much more efficient at chopping firewood than the stone axe we used before.

The strong orcs, in particular, could chop down a hardwood tree in three axe blows, whereas before they would have needed at least ten, and often broke their axes in the process.

Now that everyone has a good axe, they find it very convenient to use. Not to mention the need to burn charcoal, even when they have nothing to do, they can't wait to run into the woods and swing the axe a couple of times.

Jian Mo is a little worried because everyone seems to be cutting down a lot of trees lately.

Wu Jiong then arranged for everyone to go up the mountain and plant trees. Some of the tree species were collected by themselves, while others were exchanged from other tribes. Tens of thousands of tree species were planted. Even if the germination rate was only one-third, it was still quite remarkable.

Jian Mo breathed a slight sigh of relief, seeing that the mountain was unlikely to become bald anytime soon.

For a Huaxia person who has received more than ten years of education, the importance of planting trees and protecting the environment is something that is deeply ingrained in their memory.

They were busy every day, first making the clay blanks, then applying the glaze, and after the glaze had dried, they sent them into the kiln to fire.

Because firing glass requires earthenware caskets, Jian Mo got the inspiration from this and simply created earthenware caskets for pottery as well.

He remembered that the success rate of firing pottery increased after the invention of pottery boxes.

As for whether it's just an illusion, we'll have to wait until the kiln is opened today to see.

On the day the kiln is opened, Jian Mo wakes up especially early, as do the others in the tribe.

Everyone tacitly came out of their homes, gathered together, and walked towards the river to prepare to open the kiln.

Pottery making has always been a tradition in the tribe, but Jian Mo hadn't opened the kiln with everyone for quite some time, so he was filled with anticipation.

Standing beside the kiln, he could still feel the heat radiating from it. "I wonder how well this batch of pottery is firing?"

The temperature requirements for firing glass and firing pottery are different, so they must be fired separately. This kiln is full of pottery.