The thick tree trunk was taken to the triceratops, and it was not polite. After sniffing it, it bit it in one bite.

When the triceratops bit on the trunk, Wang Wei felt a great force coming from the trunk, and couldn't help but be amazed at the amazing bite force of the triceratops.

After eating the tree trunk, the triceratops whispered to Wang Wei twice.

Although the system can translate human language, it cannot translate animal language, so Wang Wei doesn't know what it wants to express.

But probably, I should be thanking or saying that I don’t mean to eat enough.

After several tree trunks were descending, the Triceratops and Wang Wei became more familiar with each other.

When eating, he followed Wang Wei and said, "moothing" and said, "I still looked like a chatterbox."

Even if the huge triceratops are lying on the ground, they are taller than Wang Wei. Such a big guy has a large appetite. You know, an elephant smaller than this triceratops can eat more than 600 kilograms of food a day. The triceratops are bigger and naturally eat more, so he alone will definitely not be able to feed them. After a while, the tung tree will also help carry the wood.

After eating almost two hundred kilograms of tree trunk, the triceratops called out to Wang Wei a few times and stopped eating.

There are many cracks on the skin of triceratops. In theory, such skin is easy to breed parasites.

I don’t know if it was because the weather was too cold or why Wang Wei did not find any parasites on it.

Patching the triceratops' belly and looking at its wide back, Wang Wei really wanted to climb up and try out what it feels like to ride a dragon.

However, this triceratops were not raised since childhood. Although he had gained its favor, Wang Wei was still worried that doing so would anger it, so he gave up.

At night, the mud wall was built for a long time, and the leaky pot that was pinched out at noon was successfully burned.

Unable to wait for the leak to cool down, Wang Wei clamped it out with a branch.

As expected, the branches on the bottom of the leaking pot used to support the spout were burned into ashes, leaving a pot opening that extended out.

The mouth of the pot was blocked first, and then filled the kettle with water. After waiting for a while, there was no water seepage in the three kettles.

Opening the blocked mouth of the pot, the water in the pot dripped out bit by bit.

The successful production of the gutter made Wang Wei very happy. As long as the gutter container was burned tomorrow, the tribe would have the tools to count the timing.

However, Wang Wei thought it was very happy that the leaking pot was successful in one go, but what he could not imagine was that even happier was still at the back.

After checking the leaking pot, Wang Siwu mysteriously took out a black thing and put it in Wang Wei's hand and said, "Wang Wei, I'll give you a beautiful stone!"

Wang Wei didn't care much about the beautiful stones in Wang Siwu's mouth.

However, after taking it in his hand, his eyes popped out.

Isn’t this a little iron ball?

After being shocked, Wang Wei observed carefully, and then it was not difficult to find traces of burning and melting on the small iron ball.

However, after seeing it clearly, Wang Wei found that it was a bit inappropriate to say that it was an iron ball.

Because there are too many impurities in this black ball.

Without the detection instrument, Wang Wei didn't know how much iron content was.

Even Wang Wei didn't dare to be 100% sure whether the metal contained in this black ball was iron or not.

"Is this burned from the stove?" Wang Wei asked.

"I don't know either, but this is what I took out from the stove ashes in the morning! Wang Wei, do you know this thing?" Wang Siwu asked as he looked at Wang Wei's expression.

Wang Wei nodded and said, "You must be careful when you are chopping the ashes in the future. If you have such a thing, don't grind it like this again!"

"Oh!" Wang Siwu said aggrievedly: "I feel this is very beautiful, so I grind it into a ball and gave it to you. I don't know what it is for."

Wang Wei smiled and patted Wang Siwu on the shoulder and said, "I like this very much, because it is very important to me. You don't know, the ball you gave me has helped me a lot!"

After hearing Wang Wei say this, Wang Siwu became happy.

When Wang Wei knew that this thing was burned from the stove, he understood everything.

The clay I took myself contains a lot of iron.

Of course, Wang Wei cannot confirm that this is iron, but looking at the color and the touch feel, Wang Wei feels that it is almost impossible to be wrong, so Wang Wei calls it iron.

Unfortunately, the system cannot identify such artificial things without forming, otherwise the exact answer will be known.

When the kiln was making pottery, it forced out the iron.

However, because the temperature is not enough, these irons are not completely separated and contain many impurities.

Wang Wei remembers that if the local iron smelting method is smelted, the temperature is around 1,300 degrees.

From the extent to which a small part of the previous batch of pottery melted, the temperature in the kiln should be between 1,000 and 1,100 degrees.

It is precisely because of this temperature difference that this slurry residue with extremely high iron content was refined.

Of course, these are Wang Wei's guesses, and he dare not be 100% sure whether it is correct or not.

However, when Wang Wei thought of the black particles stained on the first batch of pottery bowls and pots he made himself, he felt that the situation should be right.

Because the first time the stove was smaller and there was only one fan, the temperature was low, and the melted iron could not drip and could only be attached to the surface of the pottery.

Thinking of this, Wang Wei became excited.

Judging from the size of this black ball, the metal content in the clay piece that I made my own pottery is not low.

I dare not say that the iron content is 10%, but at least 5%.

Although this content cannot be called a mine, it is even sneered by people in the mining industry, thinking it is not worth investing in mining.

But you have to know that this is just a product of firing pottery, which is a complete surprise.

In the future, more pottery is burned and more of this kind of thing is collected. You can open a furnace and try to refine some iron to use it.

However, with these ordinary firewood alone, the temperature of burning iron is definitely not enough. It seems that you have to burn some carbon in advance to set aside.

Of course, what Wang Wei is talking about now is not the charcoal that was poured with water to increase the heat of the fire pit in the first place, but to burn several furnaces of serious charcoal.

Thinking of this, Wang Wei felt that he would have a lot of things to do tomorrow.

While thinking, Wang Siwu ran over again. After hearing Wang Wei's words, he took out another piece of black iron from it, regardless of the fire before it was completely extinguished.

This is the product left behind just burning the kettle.

At night, beside the fire, Wang Wei continued to teach his tribe members to count and read.

The triceratops, chewing the rumination wood in their mouths, looked at Wang Wei and the others with curiosity.

After teaching everyone, Wang Wei gave Wang Siwu and a few tribe members who had learned faster, and taught them more Chinese characters and pronunciations.
Chapter completed!