Kong Er felt even more confused by the explanation of the bark. What is this in the shape of a square pottery? Can pottery be built into a wall? Then wouldn’t it be kicked down by someone?

The more Kong Er thought about it, the more he became more and more confused, and he didn't understand what it was.

Looking at Kong Er's confused expression, Wang Lang smiled and said, "Don't think about it, you will understand that the kiln will be opened tomorrow. There is still a lot of work to do. Take the time to rest!"

The two left Wang Lang, and Kong Er returned to his house with a concealed look on his face.

When Kong Er's wife saw his husband come back, she stood up and greeted him, saying, "Have you finished talking to the leader?"

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

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

"I know these things, and the leader didn't ask me to do any heavy work. I just cooked for the tribe's people and cleaned up the tribe's miscellaneous items. Don't worry." Linye said slowly.

"That's good! Let's take a break early, I'm exhausted all the way." Kong Eryi sat on the straw mat and said in a sigh.

Lin Yecheng smiled and said, "You are still tired. I tell you that the talents in the tribe are tired these days. You have to rest well. You will have to build a dam in a few days. When you are tired."

When he heard another word that he couldn't understand appeared in his wife's mouth. Kong Er was a little embarrassed. He had only left for so many changes. If he had been away for a long time, he would probably not know this tribe.

Kong Er didn't ask what a dam was. Now he was too lazy to ask. He could do whatever he wanted. Not long after he lay down, there would be snoring sounds.

The next day, it was time to open a kiln to check the fire of bricks. Wang Lang was not sure what color of bricks could be made. In his memory, he had seen only two types of bricks, red bricks and blue bricks, and he basically knew nothing about the difference between them.

Everyone in the tribe surrounded by the brick kiln, wanting to see what they could burn out after so many days.

The two soldiers knocked a small hole with wooden sticks at the entrance of the brick kiln, put their palms at the hole and felt the temperature. They didn't want to become a roast. There was a burst of warmth coming from the palms, which was so warm that it didn't feel hot.

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

Wang Lang nodded and said, "Let's open the kiln!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers waved wooden sticks to knock the hole sealed by the mud. The mud blocks fell to the ground and made a rumbling sound, raising a large area of ​​dust. After the smoke dissipated, the dark hole of the brick kiln appeared in front of people.

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

The fire illuminated the situation in the cave. Stacks of rotating heads were placed neatly in the brick kiln, and some broken bricks fell on the ground. Wang Lang picked up a brick, and there was still some residual heat on it. Although there was fire illumination, he still couldn't see the color of the brick.

He walked out of the brick kiln with the bricks, and the onlookers suddenly came over.

Looking at the dark thing on Wang Lang's hand, Kong Er asked: "Is this a brick in the leader?"

Wang Lang nodded. The brick looked black and obviously was so smoked. In his impression, he had never heard of black bricks. It was impossible for him to create a new variety.

Use a dagger to scrape off a piece of black things outside 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 had basically succeeded this time. From the appearance, there was no problem, but the bricks were building materials after all, and whether the inspection was qualified depends on their hardness.

"Get an axe over." Wang Lang said to the people around him.

After a while, the axe was sent over. Wang Lang put the brick on the ground, raised the axe, and smashed the axe with the blunt face of the axe, but he didn't use much strength.

"Dang!" was full of clear sound.

The brick was smashed to pieces, but it was not released or broken. Seeing this, Wang Lang raised his axe again. This time he used all his strength and smashed it violently, and the brick broke in response.

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

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

Wang Lang frowned at the broken bricks. The quality is more than twice as good as the bricks used in another world, but for him now, it is barely enough to use them.

"Lang, why is this brick so hard?" Fanxing stared at the broken bricks and said in surprise.

"You don't even look at how thick it is. If the clay pot is made so thick, it will not be much worse than this one." Wang Lang said.

After Wang Lang said this, everyone suddenly realized it and sighed at the simple truth. Why didn't they expect it?

The hardness of the brick is barely qualified, but it still needs to be tested. The brick must be exposed to the outside for a long time and will inevitably be eroded by rain. If you want to put it into use, you must try it with water.

Wang Lang took the pieces of bricks and threw them into a pot full of water to start soaking.

After waiting bored for nearly twenty minutes, Wang Lang took out the broken bricks, and the surface of the bricks was naturally completely wet. Wang Lang smashed the bricks with an axe. Seeing that the bricks were just the layer on the surface was wet, and the inside was still dry, which meant that the bricks could be used.

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

"Chief, what else do you have to do next?" asked Tree Bark.

"No, this brick is pretty good. If you can use it, move out all the bricks in the brick kiln!" Wang Lang said.

The bark said "Oh", scratched his head and went to the brick kiln with others to move bricks.

After half a day, after all the bricks in this kiln were removed, only a small part of them were smoked black, most of which were reddish-brown bricks. The bricks were neatly plastered together, and there were some broken bricks next to the pile of bricks.

The same as making bricks, it is inevitable that there will be damage when firing bricks, and Wang Lang estimated that the damage rate of this kiln is about 10%, and such a result can be barely accepted.

Broken bricks are not completely useless. Mixing them in the soil can also help build walls to reinforce the walls. Now there is nothing in the tribe. Wang Lang does not want to cause too much waste and do what he can to make the best use of the goods.
Chapter completed!