Visiting (continued)

Jian Mo was a little stumped. "How about we all give it a try?"

He had absolutely no clue, so he could only experiment with the others.

Qing Kuo laughed, "Then let's give it a try, it's not troublesome anyway."

One person's strength is ultimately too insignificant; things become much easier when everyone works together.

They first went to the riverbank to collect sand.

There are more stones than sand on the riverbank.

If you sift out the usable sand, there will be even less.

The people mixed sand with alkali to make flat glaze slabs, which were then placed in a special place to dry the pottery blanks in the shade.

Jian Mo looked at the glazed plates and felt a great sense of accomplishment.

He hadn't been in the tribe for very long, but he had already brought about significant changes.

The tribe's decision to take him in wasn't in vain.

It takes several days for the glazed plates to dry completely.

It's been snowing again these past few days, Jian Mo and the others are warming themselves by the fire in the tribe to keep warm during the winter, while also chatting.

The children in the tribe adored Jian Mo, often gathering around him. Furry kittens, puppies, and foxes even liked to snuggle into his arms and let him hold them.

When Jian Mo was bored, she would tell them stories.

Whenever a story is told, children and adults from the tribe gather around in layers, crowding the house to the point of being impenetrable.

When people have free time, their thoughts tend to wander.

Jian Mo has been thinking about quite a few things lately.

That night, Jian Mo was fast asleep in bed, hugging the giant wolf's front legs.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and sat up abruptly.

The giant wolf twitched its legs, then opened its eyes. "What's wrong?"

Jian Mo: "I just had a dream. I dreamt that when we were firing glass, we put the glass in a ceramic box, and we finally succeeded in firing it."

The giant wolf gently patted his back with its paw. "You're still thinking about this?"

Jian Mo: "Yeah. But now that I think about it, it really seems feasible."

Giant Wolf: "Go to sleep, we'll study it again tomorrow."

Jian Mo picked up the fur coat from the foot of the bed. "No, I have to write this down quickly, otherwise I'm afraid I'll forget it tonight."

The giant wolf pressed him down. "No need, I remember."

Jian Mo paused, looking up into the giant wolf's eyes. "You really remember?"

The giant wolf said calmly, "I can't forget. Go to sleep."

Jian Mo lay back down and pulled the blanket tighter around herself. "Go to sleep, sigh, before you're completely sleepy, hurry up and get some more sleep."

Winter is so leisurely, and with nothing much to do during the day, it's really not easy to fall asleep.

Jian Mo lay down, hugged the giant wolf's leg, changed her position, and quickly fell asleep again.

Throughout the entire ordeal, he never realized that if the giant wolf reverted to human form, he would be holding the wolf's left arm.

The giant wolf didn't warn him; it simply waited until he was sound asleep before wrapping the animal skin blanket around him.

Jian Mo woke up at dawn as usual.

After waking up, he still remembered the glass he had dreamed about the night before.

He unusually didn't stay in bed, quickly got dressed, and got up.

Wu Jiong was busy downstairs. As soon as he came down, he said, "I'm going to find Qing Kuo to talk about the glass. I'll be back to cook later."

"I'll go with you." Wu Jiong put down the firewood he was holding. "Should we speed up the making of the pottery box?"

Jian Mo: "Yes! You still remember?"

Wu Jiong: "I promised, I won't forget. Let's go."

The two walked through the snow to find Qing Kuo.

Qing Kuo had just gotten up, yawning as he listened to Jian Mo's idea, and said, "We can give it a try. Does the ceramic box need to be fired before use?"

Jian Mo: "I don't think it's necessary. It can be used after it dries."

Qing Kuo: "Then let's make a few ceramic boxes today."

Making ceramic boxes is not difficult for most people.

Everyone was very curious about what glass looked like, so they specially made several extra ceramic boxes, intending to fire more glass.

Once the earthenware boxes have air-dried, everyone mixes fine sand and alkali powder together, spreads it evenly inside the boxes, and then puts them into the kiln, ready to be fired together with the previously made, glazed earthenware blanks.

Fearing the kiln wouldn't be hot enough, Jian Mo not only prepared a large amount of charcoal but also specially made a hand-cranked fan.

This firing will require a bit of hard work from everyone; we need to keep shaking the fans to send air into the kiln and raise the temperature inside.

This time, they were firing both glazed pottery and glass. Instead of having the entire tribe do it together, Qing Kuo and his people selected the tribe's core members to handle all the work.

To avoid leaks.

Jian Mo was originally in charge, but later everyone just let him direct from the sidelines, since everyone else could do the work.

Jian Mo sat to one side, somewhat annoyed, and said, "I'm not that weak."

Ye Luo gently touched his forehead. "It's not a matter of being weak or not. Getting too tired will make you sick. You can rest for a bit and just give us instructions."

Jian Mo: "Actually, there's not much to instruct. Just add charcoal in time and keep blowing air in, and it'll be fine."

Ye Luo smiled and hummed in agreement, continuing to crank the fan.

The 3D fan I made this time looks like a hotel revolving door; it's huge and heavy. It's okay to shake it for a while, but it gets very tiring after a long time.

When Jian Mo tried to shake it, her shoulders and elbows ached terribly.

Ye Luo and the others took turns shaking the fan, but they didn't seem to feel tired at all. They could even chat while shaking it, and the fan they were using delivered an even and stable airflow.

Jian Mo looked at them and couldn't help but marvel at the freakish physical abilities of the orcs and sub-orcs.

For Homo sapiens who are often in poor health, such a strong body is truly rare.

After watching for a while, Jian Mo said, "It's too late this time. Next time we want to fire the kiln, we can divert river water to power the fan."

Ye Luo paused for a moment, then her eyes lit up. "That way, we won't have to keep people shaking it here all day."

Jian Mo: "Yes, using water is much more convenient than using manpower."

The orc De Jiang asked, "Like that big stone mill in the Mengshui Tribe?"