Chapter 217: Dawn

Han Cheng's original plan was to wait until the next day to open the kiln, but the kiln was opened in the afternoon.
It wasn't that he couldn't hold back in a hurry, but through a gap on the kiln, he found that the wood placed inside was basically burned to ashes, and the temperature of the kiln had dropped, so he opened it ahead of time.
Han Cheng took a stick and stirred in the much empty earthen kiln, and some of the ashes that barely maintained the shape of his life were broken.
Han Cheng sniffed, looking helpless.
He asked Heiwa to reopen the sealed burner. After cleaning up the ashes, he carried firewood to the earthen kiln.
After some operations ignited the fire, a shovel and a crock were found, and a pile of mud came out.
After burning for a while, Han Chenggong asked Heiwa to use those stones and tiles to plug the fire opening again, and then put a layer of thick paste on the top with live mud to completely seal the gap below.
After the burner was blocked, the oxygen-deficient firewood quickly went out.
At this time, the sky had gradually dimmed. Although Han Cheng was a little anxious to know the result, it was not good to stay outside at this time, so he went back with Heiwa.
There was nothing to say all night. After getting up the next day, he rinsed with hot water from the morning fire. Han Cheng tightened his clothes, put on his hat, and went out with the black baby.
Some people who have nothing to do besides waiting for the breakfast to be done after washing on the side followed by...
Tietou is now more and more diligent, which may be related to the fact that he became a small flower like a peanut half a month ago.
In the morning, with two people who often mowed grass to feed the deer, they cleaned out the deer dung from the deer pen with the head, bone shovel, and broom, and piled it up at the dung pile at a distance from the east side of the fence. These are excellent fertilizers, but you can't bear to waste them.
When Han Cheng originally thought about making a hole in the wall so that he could throw the dung out directly with a shovel, after thinking about it, he gave up because the wall was too thick and it was difficult to get out.
Secondly, having such a hole will greatly affect the firmness of the wall, and this hole is also a safety hazard.
In later lives, he saw many other people's cattle, and they were stolen through this hole.
Speaking of cow thieves, they are also powerful methods. By slightly expanding the dung mouth with a side length of up to 30 centimeters, you can pull such a big cow out of it. Until now, Han Chengdu did not understand what they were. How did you do it.
Another is that the pile of dung on the outside of the wall will reduce the defensive ability of the wall. In order to prevent people from climbing up the wall along the high pile of dung piles, we can only arrange for someone to take care of the uncle deer. .
After the dung was released, the iron head used bone shovel to scoop up a lot of ‘foam’ piled on the edge of the deer shed and evenly spread it on the wet place inside the deer pen.
"Mozi" is a mixture of finely divided dry soil, broken leaves, and small leaves of grass. It is very dry.
After cleaning the deer pen, sprinkle it with a layer, which can make the deer pen clean and make the deer live comfortably.
After finishing these in a hurry, and after getting some hay with the deer and three lambs to eat first, the iron head trio also left the courtyard gate and walked towards the earthen kiln by the small river, where a lot of them were already surrounded. people.
One night passed, and in such a cold night, the earthen kiln was already cold.
Han Cheng was a little nervous and asked to open the earthen kiln, and the scene inside the earthen kiln really disappointed him again.
Most of the wood in it was not completely burnt. Except for the half-baked ones that were burned, many of them were not burned at all.
And some of the most central ones have been completely burnt to ashes.
Han Cheng watched for a while, and began to work together to take out the obviously destroyed firewood in the earth kiln and pile it on the side of the earth kiln.
Everyone looked at the look of the son of God, and many people consciously didn't speak. Without the son of God, they already knew that the charcoal was still not burned.
What kind of charcoal is the charcoal that God will make?
With the power of the Son of God, he has failed repeatedly?
The curiosity of the people in the Qingque tribe was aroused even more.
"Haha"
Han Cheng held a black charcoal in his hand and suddenly laughed.
This piece of charcoal is closer to the center. Compared with the wood that hasn't been burnt through, this dark guy is much lighter.
And it's not as easy to break as the ordinary kind of charcoal. This charcoal still retains its shape before death.
To make a not-so-good analogy, it's like a person who has suddenly become countless times darker. Although the color has changed greatly, you can still see the way it was before.
Find a wooden stick and tap it lightly, it will make a clearer sound.
This is not much different from the charcoal that Han Cheng saw in later generations!
In addition to this piece of charcoal, there were some scattered charcoal in the center and the excessive area outside. Han Cheng asked Heiwa to get it out.
Heiwa and the others saw that the Son of God looked a little radiant, and knew that what the Son of God had done had an eyebrow.
They were also happy to see the son of God, so naturally they did not dare to neglect, and quickly took out all the scattered charcoal.
Han Cheng picked and picked, and then picked a few unburnt pieces from the inside and threw aside. Looking at it, he didn't know if there was a pound of charcoal, with a smile on his face.
With so much firewood and only so little charcoal coming out, the efficiency is outrageous, but this is indeed very good news for Han Cheng.
This proves that his thinking is not wrong, and only continuous improvement on this basis will be needed in the future.
Someone in the tribe informed that the breakfast was ready, Han Cheng carried the charcoal in a small basket and went back with everyone.
After washing my hands again with warm water, I started eating.
People from the Qingque tribe now wash their hands more carefully than in summer, because they have discovered the benefits of washing their hands in winter to keep their hands clean.
Before the Son of God came, most of their hands would crack open as soon as winter came.
These openings set off the black and dirty hands even more ugly, not to mention, the key is suffering.
Since the son of God came and asked them to wash their hands frequently~EbookFREE.me~ In winter, there are not many cracks on the back of their hands.
Even if one or two people will freeze, it will not be as horrible as in previous years.
Those children who don't want to wash their hands very much in winter, after discovering this benefit, they are very serious about scrubbing.
After having breakfast, Han Cheng found a brazier for the fire, took some charcoal from under the big tank and put it in, and ignited the charcoal from the small basket to check the color.
The charcoal is very good, and almost no smoke rises when burning.
Because it is always in a dark state, the burning is very slow, and it takes longer than simple wood to burn.
Han Cheng nodded, found two chicken wings and put them on with thin sticks, and grilled them over the charcoal fire. After they were baked, one was given to Wu, and the other one was eaten by himself.
I took a bite and tasted it, and I found it tasted good, without the smoky smell of the past, it tasted more smoothly.