The wild wife is busy farming in ancient times

Chapter 112 Orcs Are Smart Too

Facing Qian Sisi's full-eyed greeting, Xing replied coolly: "The sleeping cave will get dirty, I don't like it." The sleeping cave is for sleeping, and he never barbecues in it.

The only exception is when Qian Sisi is ill.

But after Qian Sisi recovered from his illness, he dismantled the firepit inside.

Now let him put the slime in.

No matter how he looked at it, he was uncomfortable.

Rolling her eyes, Qian Sisi rolled her eyes, and then said: "I just put it in for a few days, and what I put in is not mud, it's embryos, so it won't get dirty." Dirty.

If it weren't for the cave where the fire was burning, she was afraid that it would be too dry, so she wouldn't want to put it here?

Xing originally wanted to continue to object.

But when she thought about Qian Sisi, she would never regret what she had already decided.

Even if he is against it, it is useless.

Since she said it's not mud, he'll take a look.

"If the cave is dirty, I will throw it away"

"get it"

Qian Sisi frowned impatiently and waved her hands.

Big men are more nagging than women.

Waiting for Xing to carry the large pots to the entrance of the cave, the dragonfly wings that Qian Sisi had prepared in advance were also laid out.

After digging out a lump of clay, Qian Sisi began to shape it.

But she had never done it before, insisting that she had done something similar in her life, which was just playing with plasticine.

But modeling and playing with plasticine are two different things.

She is also very clear in her heart.

Therefore, I didn't pinch it in a hurry, but experimented repeatedly until she had enough mud.

I feel that I have been able to make a good match.

This is serious fabrication.

The first one to be made was not the ceramic pot that Qian Sisi had been thinking about, but a small water cup.

It is still a bit like the teacup of Kung Fu tea.

Not very round, and a little crooked.

But for Qian Sisi, this is the beginning of success.

After a good start, Qian Sisi, who was more confident, squeezed another one, then five small bowls, and five large bowls.

Then there are two spoons, two spoons.

Xing said that there is a lot of rain in the rainy season here, and the bamboo may become moldy, so she needs not only pots, bowls, and pots, but also everything.

If possible, she would also like to make a clay pot.

When the rainy season comes, Xing doesn't have to cut bamboo all the time.

I have a good idea in my heart.

After Qian Sisi slowly squeezed those irregular bowls and spoons.

She found a serious problem.

What she squeezed out, no matter if it was a big bowl, a small bowl, or a teacup, they were all the same.

They are all from the factory.

And only in this way, she can get them out.

The ones she used in the past, Chinese style, Korean style, none of them.

And the bottom is very thick, and the edges are also uneven in thickness.

If she made it a little thinner, it would sit on the bottom after a while, and then spread out more and more.

So, she thought, let it be like this, let it sit for two days, the water evaporates a little, and then use a knife to repair it, and finally it can be repaired to a lookable appearance.

Once you've made up your mind, it's not that tangled.

Looking at the row of crooked finished products, Qian Sisi comforted herself: "Practice makes perfect, I did it like this for the first time, it's already pretty good."

I will do better and better in the future.

"ugly"

"come on!"

With a slap, he dropped the mud ball in his hand.

Eyebrows raised and eyes raised, he yelled at Xing who had been watching the excitement.

Your sister, she is rare here, her hair almost turned white.

He still dared to pour cold water on her.

She's not blind, so it's okay if she can't see it!

It's just scolding, right?

Raising his eyebrows, he glanced at the angry Qian Sisi, Xing was really rude, so he started to pick up the mud ball Qian Sisi dropped.

Then start making up.

After a while, a cup the size of the bamboo cup they usually used was ready.

After a while, Qian Sisi's usual bamboo bowl also appeared.

Qian Sisi, whose face was shaking from cramp, watched Xing squeeze out cups and bowls one by one as if by magic.

Just don't be too sad.

Who said that the brains of ancient people were underdeveloped.

When she came out, she promised not to slap her to death with a slap.

It's simply too developed, okay?

Orcs are also very smart.

··Although she doesn't want to admit it.

But on the point of pinching the embryo, Qian Sisi had to admit that Xing was more talented than her.

In this way, Qian Sisi became the one watching.

From time to time, give Xing a little opinion.

"It's bigger, it's bigger, it's too small, I have some meat to eat, you can only watch." As far as Xing's appetite is concerned, this ordinary small frying pan is simply a play.

If it is really used for cooking, you have to copy a few pots.

When Xing is full, she must not be exhausted to death!

So it's best to pinch a big iron pot, and you can cook after two times.

So, Qian Sisi, who wanted a big pot all she wanted, kept making it bigger and screaming louder.

Xing smashed one, added some mud, here we go.

After he pinched it a dozen times, Qian Sisi was finally satisfied.

"Okay, just pinch three or five like this, and it will be good when one of them works when it is fired." This is the first test, and she can succeed without asking for it even once.

It doesn't matter if the dishes burnt out or something.

Those can take their time.

However, it is enough for her to think about it once.

She really wanted to eat fried vegetables.

Swallowing, watching Xing finish all the five pots she asked for in one go, and there was still a large pot of clay in the end.

Pointing to the big pot filled with clay, he compared it to his waist: "Husband, you are making a big one for me, just as big as the big pot, but it should be at a higher point, preferably as high as my waist" , Xing gave her water for two days.

When it rains, there is no need to go to the river to wash in the rain.

Xing, who was getting started, lowered his eyes and said "hmm...".

Not long after, a big basin was made for Qian Sisi.

Seeing that the clay was still there, I made another small one.

Look at the big and small mud that is full of caves.

Xing suddenly felt a sense of pride.

The look in Qian Sisi's eyes revealed some kind of information.

It's a pity that Qian Sisi, who was studying one by one, didn't have time to look at him at all.

Frowning, he picked up the small bowl that Qian Sisi had made not very round before, and reunited it.

Seeing Xing straightening her cup and bowl, Qian Sisi, who hadn't played with it a few times, started to itch.

Teng Teng Teng ran out of the cave, picked up hay sticks, and pulled a blade of grass.

Returning to Xing, she put the grass rolled into a rope to the edge of the cup and bowl.

A circle of hemp script is printed on the edge of the bowl.

Then she felt that the lines were missing, so she clicked on the bottom and came around.

Finally: "Husband, this is too monotonous, let me draw a flower for you"

With that said, Qian Sisi clicked on the bottom, making a small circle and surrounding it with four semicircles.

When I was about to pull out the flower stem.

"Snapped······"

Gently knocked off Qian Sisi's strange hand, Xing Leng reprimanded "Don't touch it"

"The bare one doesn't have any pattern, I just drew a flower, look how nice the pattern is on it." Insisting on seeing it a few times, Qian Sisi focused on what to draw.

Xing glanced at the circles she had slid out with a straw stick.

Dislike it.

(End of this chapter)