Mountain Wild Clouds

Chapter 110 Calm down and concentrate

Calm down, calm down, stay calm...

This is a process that can make people feel that mysterious energy.

In Taoist terms, in fact, it is to constantly cut off the thoughts that appear in your mind.

The Buddhist metaphor of "cutting off three thousand threads of trouble" is more vivid and appropriate.

However, this kind of thing is easy to say, but how difficult it is to do, you will know if you try it.

It's hard for Yun Buliu to imagine how a person can enter that wonderful state of no-thought, no-thought, and no-thought. He even thinks it's impossible.

He tried to sit quietly on the terrace outside the small building at night, but what he heard was not the occasional sound of geese and geese from Goose Village, the chirping of insects in the grass, or the sound of night owls in the distant mountains and forests.

After finally ignoring these sounds, what came into my ears was the whimpering of the great lake, the rumble of the great river flowing into the great lake, and the whirring of the night wind.

He also tried to climb up that high cliff in the morning, and sit on it to meditate, to see if he could take advantage of the refreshing opportunity of climbing high and looking into the distance.

Or face the rising sun, listen to your breathing and heartbeat, and see if you can succeed.

But unfortunately, not only the sound of wind and birds, but also the sound of geese and geese in Goose Village, and the quacking of ducks in Yazhai next door.

He also tried to use the sound of the flute to bring himself into a state of tranquility, but obviously, this method was wrong from the beginning, because his mind was completely devoted to playing.

After a few days of tossing, he couldn't try to figure out why.On the contrary, the firewood he chopped that day had been dried under the scorching sun, and it was ready for charcoal burning.

He cleared up his regretful mood and prepared to put aside the matter of practice first.

It is really not advisable to rush into this kind of practice.

Practice, how can there be any reason to achieve it overnight?
Even with my weird physique that can be strengthened by charging, doesn't it need to grow slowly day by day, so I can't eat fat in one go?
Thinking about it this way, Yun Buliu decided to let nature take its course. From now on, he would exercise like before in the morning and meditate in the evening to see if he could gain something.

Because it is easier to calm people down in the dead of night than during the day.

After making up his mind, he stuffed the hard firewood that had been split and dried into the hole that had been dug long ago, and was one meter long, wide and high, and stacked them vertically.

After the firewood was piled up, he stuffed the firewood on the surface of the firewood, and built a layer of mud bricks at the hole, leaving only a fire opening less than [-] centimeters long and wide, and then lit it.

This method of burning charcoal is actually very similar to the heap firing method he used when firing pottery.

Many country people burn charcoal in the same way.

There is also a simpler method, that is to dig a hole in the ground, pile firewood into that hole, wait for the firewood to burn completely, and then bury it with soil.

Of course, he needs more charcoal than that.But this is the first time he has done charcoal burning. He has only seen others do it before, and there are more than one people.

At that time, when I saw the charcoal being produced, a person broke the kiln door with a hoe, and several people carried buckets of water and poured water into the charcoal kiln to put out the charcoal fire. The scene was very lively.

But leaving this kind of thing to one person is a bit troublesome.

But what he wants to burn is white charcoal, not black charcoal, and there is no need to splash water.

It can burn white charcoal, and it also needs to be covered with sand and soil when it is produced. If this kind of thing were put on ordinary people, one person would not be able to do it alone.

Fortunately, he is no longer an ordinary person.

After the kiln fire was lit, he ran to mix the mud, put it in a wooden basin, and brought it back. After the kiln fire was completely burned and the smoke from the chimney changed from thick white smoke to blue smoke, he used soil clods Plug the ignition port, paste it with wet mud, and wait silently.

When the lower vents were ablaze, he blocked them one by one, and finally the chimney.

Probably when the sun was about to set, Yun Buliu put the meat in a stone pot to stew, and then opened the hole that had been built before for charcoal smelting.

Feeling that the temperature in the cave was getting higher and higher, Yun Buliu used the big bamboo tongs that had been prepared and soaked in the pond to pull out the charcoal that was burning in the kiln, and threw it into the earth pit that had been prepared earlier.

The pit was three meters long and wide, and it was filled with loose soil mixed with plant ash.

He pulled the charcoal out of the fire kiln and threw it into the earth pit. After throwing a small pile, he jumped over and quickly covered the charcoal with soil mixed with plant ash.

The soil mixed with plant ash is used to cool the coals.

When the coverage is over, he continues to do the same.

Until those large pieces of charcoal were buried in the soil, and some small pieces of charcoal were directly wetted by him with water.The wet charcoal is actually black charcoal.

In contrast, black carbon is heavier than white carbon, but it is not as resistant to burning as white carbon, and the burning temperature is not as high as white carbon.It is basically difficult to use black charcoal to smelt iron.

Of course, if you use a stove with a bellows and black charcoal to heat the iron to red, then there is no problem.Yun Buliu has seen many blacksmiths use this kind of black charcoal.

There are very few smithies using white charcoal, which is probably the reason why white charcoal is more expensive!

Seeing the cloud burning charcoal, the little milk tiger thought it was quite fun, but seeing the scene of sparks splashing when the charcoal was produced, the little milk tiger was so scared that he walked back to the small bamboo building.

Xiaomaoqiu and Xiaobai are very smart, so they didn't come to join in the fun.

In fact, it was because he didn't burn much charcoal, and the fire kiln was not big, otherwise, the poisonous gas such as carbon monoxide emitted when the kiln was turned on would be enough for him to drink a pot.

If he hadn't held his breath a long time ago, he should have covered his mouth and nose with a damp cloth or wipes.It's just that he doesn't have any of these things, so he can only use the trick of holding his breath.

However, when the charcoal was produced, the temperature of the kiln also gave Yun Buliu an inspiration, letting him know that the temperature in the kiln seemed to be higher than he expected.

He didn't know how high the temperature in the kiln could be when making charcoal, but he was going to try it with the hematite ore to see if he could use the temperature of the kiln to smelt it into molten iron.

If it was possible, it would save him a lot of trouble.

Of course, the scale of the fire kiln must be enlarged, so that more firewood can be loaded, and the burning time should be longer, and the temperature should be higher.

While thinking, he chewed the crocodile meat and drank the crocodile soup.

After more than half an hour, he ran to the dirt pit and turned over the dirt.

At this time, the coals in the pit had already cooled down, and the sun had already set, but under the light of the bonfire, there was a layer of white ash on the surface of those coals.

This is white charcoal, and he fired it successfully in one go.

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(End of this chapter)