The wild wife is busy farming in ancient times

Chapter 111 Finding the Clay
Not knowing how to comfort Qian Sisi, Xing raised his eyebrows and looked at Qian Sisi, the only thing he could say was one word.

"it is good"

"What if we go farther away?" Qian Sisi felt that it was not good at all.

What if there's no clay here?What should I do, don't eat her stir-fry?

Thinking that she was thinking about the very old crispy meat in her heart, she was about to fail.

Qian Sisi just felt weak all over.

"Going farther away" is the only thing Xing can think of.

Qian Sisi was speechless.

If there is really no clay here, it will be useless to go far!
Feeling very aggrieved, the strength in my hand became stronger.

Accidentally, a cloud of Xi mud splashed onto Qian Sisi's toes.

He looked down at the mass of black mud.Qian Sisi suddenly felt that she was unlucky enough to bully her even with mud.

Angrily squatted and flung.

I almost fell down, but the mud on my toes was not shaken off.

With a sullen face, she pulled a piece of dry grass, trying to pull it down.

When the mud pulled up by the withered grass is different from the past few days.

Qian Sisi used it directly.

When that sticky feeling enters the brain, "Ah..."

Accompanied by Qian Sisi's loud cry, she jumped up and hopped on the spot.

This abrupt movement almost made Xing cut his hand, "What's wrong?"

It's okay to be surprised
Also like hell, jump straight.

A cold sound suppressed Qian Sisi's excitement.

She stopped, glanced at Xing and then at her feet.

After going back and forth for several laps.

Suddenly squatting down, digging the mud in the small nest with his hands, although, the whole person, rushed towards Xing.

"Husband...hehehe..." Shouting, Qian Sisi buried her face on Xing's shoulder with a smirk.

Xing, who was almost thrown by Qian Sisi, fell backwards, and at the moment of falling to the ground, he supported him with one hand.

She lowered her head and looked at Qian Sisi inexplicably.

I just feel that this person is losing his mind.

But Qian Sisi was losing his nerve, but he felt that the nerve was getting better.

Stabilizing her figure, she raised her arms to put her arms around Qian Sisi's waist.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Qian Sisi pushed him away, jumped up and squatted back to the place just now.

Xing's brows and eyes twitched, his good mood disappeared in an instant.

With a dark face, he glanced at Qian Sisi's back, and took care of his prey a little harder.

He just cut a long slit in a good animal hide.

Qian Sisi, who was picking at the slime, picked up all the slime that could be picked up in the small nest.

Playing around.

Then she turned her head with a smile: "That's it, we don't need to go outside to look for it, it's here." After saying that, Qian Sisi ran to the side of the pile of dirt she dug out when she asked Xing to dig a hole for her to tan the cowhide for the first time. Remove the weeds above.

Then, dig a vortex on the soft soil mound, fill it with water, and start kneading like dough.

In my heart, I kept scolding myself for being a pig.

It was already in front of him, but he completely ignored it.

You know, on the first day of tanning cowhide, she actually found that the soil here is sticky.

That's why I want to make clay pots.

But later, after reading too much, I forgot about it.

Still stupid enough to go out and look for it.

She searched so many places but couldn't find it, and she was almost depressed to death.

Fortunately, the gods look at her pitifully, so this will be sent to her.

After a while, she picked up a mass of sticky black soil.

Like presenting a treasure, Qian Sisi held it in front of Xing.

"Husband, look, this is what I want. With it, I can fire a clay pot, and then I can fry pork shreds with green peppers, poached eggs, vegetables, and stewed pumpkin for you."

Xing, glanced coldly at the clay in Qian Sisi's hand, and glanced at Qian Sisi's vivid expression, those sparkling eyes made him very uncomfortable.

The handsome face grew longer and longer, and finally, as if Qian Sisi owed him millions, "It is, so why don't you go outside and look for it?" Are you just torturing him?
He wants to try shredded pork with green peppers, poached eggs, stir-fried vegetables and braised pumpkin.

He doesn't want to eat.

But these are things for the future, now he just feels uncomfortable watching Qian Sisi, isn't it just a mess!

It doesn't take her to look at it that way.

Qian Sisi could only use this look to look at him.

Xing, who is full of bad taste, exudes a strong sour smell all over his body.

Even Qian Sisi could tell from his blunt face that Xing was not happy.

A smile froze on his face, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Star is silent.

Qian Sisimo!

Since they got married, Xing has been more obedient to her, but what followed is Xing's more and more weird temper.

A little bit can show her a bad face.

She didn't even know how she messed with him.

What's even more irritating is that when she asked, he didn't say anything. He gave her a cold look and then shook his head and left.

Makes her feel every time.

It's a role reversal for them.

Xing is actually a woman, and she is a man.

Cursing her lips, Qian Sisifu looked at the slime in her hand again, and decided not to argue with Xing, an uncivilized orc.

Happily holding the mud and turning back to the mound.

With the clay, Qian Sisi started to turn herself upside down.

First, she found a big pot, filled it with two-thirds of the clay, and then slowly added water, more at first, and then gradually less.

After completely mixing the clay, Qian Sisi collapsed in and stepped on it directly.

She knew that there were many ways of making pottery in her country.

It's a pity that she has never seen it. The only thing she has seen is the original production method of the African brothers.

Therefore, she can only follow her memory.

You have to step on the clay until it is soft and dense, and then beat it with your hands.

Finally, knead it into the desired state by hand, dry it in the shade and then fire it.

I heard that drying in the shade is the most important part.

If it is too dry, the pottery will explode when it is fired.

If it is not dry enough, it will also crack.

Therefore, she had already prepared ten times and eight times.

No, I felt that one pot of clay was not enough, so I mixed three more pots.

There are a total of four pots of clay, and it is not easy to step on it until it is soft.

From that day on, Qian Sisi devoted herself to making pottery, except for eating, drinking, and messing around, she almost never left her pots of mud.

And Xing also asked her to go out to chop firewood.

By the time she felt that the clay was dense enough, Xing had already piled up a large pile of firewood in front of the cave.

On this day, Xing, as usual, spent a whole afternoon at the firewood.

Seeing Xing returned to the valley, when she finally felt that the clay could be kneaded, Qian Sisi pulled her neck and shouted: "Old... Gong"

Xing, who was drinking water, had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Put down the water glass and go downstream.

Qian Sisi, who was standing in the river washing her feet, saw the star coming over.

He hurriedly said: "My husband, help me carry them to the cave, and put them in front of the cave where we sleep. The cave where we sleep is cool, and it's best to put the finished embryos inside to dry."

She knew from Qian Sisi's mouth that the embryos were those mud stars, and when she heard that Qian Sisi wanted to put the mud in the cave where she slept, she immediately refuted.

"no"

"Why?" Qian Sisi, who came over to wait for Xing after washing her hands and feet, raised her head upon hearing the sound.

Xingjian Qian Sisi looked at him puzzled.

He spit out a word without emotion.

"dirty"

"Shh..." Dirty?

Where is it dirty?

(End of this chapter)