wild trail

Chapter 164
Kong Er was a little confused by the explanation of the bark. What kind of cube-shaped pottery is this? Pottery can also build walls. Wouldn’t it collapse if someone kicked it?

The more Kong Er thought about it, the more perplexed he became, and he couldn't understand the use of it at all.

Seeing Kong Er's bewildered expression, Wang Lang smiled and said, "Don't think about it, you will understand when the time comes, you can start the kiln tomorrow, and there is still a lot of work to do, hurry up and rest!"

The two left Wang Lang's place, and Kong Er went back to his house with a confused face.

When Kong Er's wife saw her husband coming back, she got up and went to meet her, and said, "Have you finished talking with the leader?"

Kong Er nodded and said, "The talk is over!"

"By the way, how are you feeling these days? You are also pregnant. You should pay more attention to it. Now it's different. Men can watch their children grow up. I don't want anything to happen to my children." Kong Er looked at his wife's slightly raised belly and said.

"I know these things. The leader didn't ask me to do any heavy work, so I just cooked for the tribe and cleaned up the tribe's sundries. Don't worry." Leafworm said slowly.

"That's good! Rest early, I'm exhausted from this journey." Kong Eryi sat on the straw mat and said with a sigh.

Leafworm smiled and said: "You are still tired, let me tell you, the people in the tribe are tired these days, you have to rest well, and the dam will be built in a few days, sometimes you will be tired."

Hearing another word that he didn't understand appeared in his wife's mouth, Kong Er was a little confused. He had only been away for a long time, and there had been so many changes. If he had been away for a longer time, he probably wouldn't know this tribe anymore.

Kong Er didn't ask what a dike is. He is too lazy to ask now, and he can do whatever he wants at that time. Not long after he lay down, he heard bursts of snoring.

The next day it was time to open the kiln to inspect the firing of the bricks. As for what color bricks could be fired, Wang Lang was not clear. As far as his memory was concerned, the only bricks he had ever seen were red bricks and blue bricks. He basically didn't know what the difference was.

Everyone in the tribe gathered around the brick kiln, wanting to see what could be burnt after so many days of busy work.

Two soldiers knocked a small hole at the entrance of the brick kiln with wooden sticks, and put their palms in the small hole to feel the temperature. Hot feeling.

"Boss, it's still a little hot in here, but it's not hot anymore." A soldier said to Wang Lang.

Wang Lang nodded and said, "Open the kiln!"

Hearing this, the soldiers waved wooden sticks and knocked down the hole sealed with mud. The mud clods fell to the ground and made a rumbling sound, raising a large cloud of dust. After the smoke dispersed, the dark hole of the brick kiln appeared in front of people.

After leaving the smell for about half an hour, Wang Lang walked into the brick kiln with a torch.

The fire illuminated the situation in the cave. Stacks of turning heads were neatly stacked in the brick kiln, and some broken bricks fell on the ground. Wang Lang picked up a brick, which was still warm, although there was firelight. I can't see the fineness of the brick clearly.

Walking out of the brick kiln with the bricks in hand, the onlookers immediately wanted to come over.

Looking at the dark thing in Wang Lang's hand, Kong Er asked, "Boss, is this a brick?"

Wang Lang nodded. The brick was black in appearance, obviously smoked like this. In his impression, he had never heard of black bricks, so it was impossible for him to create a new variety.

Use a dagger to scrape off a piece of the black thing on the outside of the brick, revealing the original appearance of the brick. The reddish-brown surface looks very similar to that of another world.

Wang Lang smiled inadvertently. He knew that he basically succeeded this time, and there was nothing wrong with it from the outside, but bricks are building materials after all, and whether they are qualified depends on their hardness.

"Bring an ax here." Wang Lang said to the people around him.

After a while, the ax came over, Wang Lang put the brick on the ground, raised the axe, and hit the brick with the blunt side of the ax, but he didn't use much strength.

"Dang!" The whole body resounded.

The brick was smashed into many small pieces, but it didn't break. Seeing this, Wang Lang raised the ax again, this time with all his strength, he slammed it down, and the brick broke.

The onlookers were amazed. They participated in the whole process of making bricks. They knew every step. They thought that things were made of mud, just like pottery, but the effect was completely different. Pottery is more than many times stronger.

In fact, bricks themselves can be regarded as pottery, but the bricks are too thick, so they are much stronger than pottery.

Wang Lang looked at the broken brick and frowned. The quality of this brick was more than twice that of the brick used in another world, but it was barely enough for him now.

"Lang, why are these bricks so hard?" Fan Xing stared at the broken bricks and said in surprise.

"Don't look at how thick it is. If the clay pot is made this thick, it won't be much worse than this." Wang Lang said.

After Wang Lang said this, everyone suddenly realized, and they lamented why they didn't think of such a simple truth.

The hardness of the bricks is barely qualified, but it needs to pass another test. The bricks are exposed to the outside for a long time, and the erosion of rainwater is inevitable. If you want to put it into use, you must try it with water.

Wang Lang took the brick fragments and threw them into a clay pot filled with water to start soaking.

After everyone waited idly for nearly 10 minutes, Wang Lang took out the broken bricks. The surface of the bricks was already completely wet. Wang Lang smashed the bricks open with an axe, and saw that only the surface layer of the bricks was wet. The inside is still dry, which means the brick is ready for use.

Wang Lang's series of actions made everyone confused, and they didn't know what he was doing with all the smashing and fussing.

"Boss, what should we do next?" Bark asked.

"No, this brick is not bad, it can be used, move all the bricks out of the kiln!" Wang Lang said.

Bark let out an "oh", scratched his head and went to the brick kiln with the others to move bricks.

In half a day, after all the bricks from this kiln were moved out, only a small part was blackened by smoke, most of them were reddish-brown bricks, and these bricks were neatly stacked together, next to the pile of bricks. There are also some broken bricks.

Burning bricks is the same as making pottery, and it is inevitable that there will be damage. Wang Lang estimated that the damage rate of this kiln is about [-]%, which is barely acceptable.

Broken bricks are not completely useless. Mixing them in the soil and using them to build walls can also strengthen the walls. Now that there is a lack of everything in the tribe, Wang Lang does not want to cause too much waste. Make the most of it.

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