"What's the matter?" Zhang San's exaggerated behavior successfully attracted Wang Yang's attention, so he got off the divine beast and looked at him in confusion...

Zhang San pointed to the adults behind him and then drew pictures on the ground.

His meaning was very clear. The forest was very close to here and they had nothing to do. They simply walked to collect charcoal and then came back on foot.

Fast is definitely not fast, but idleness is also idle.

Wang Yang frowned, thought for a while, and asked the adults if there was any new situation in the wheat field.

They replied that everything is normal in the wheat fields and that the wheat is growing well.

Seeing that there was no problem, Wang Yang agreed to this idea, and naturally he hoped to obtain more materials in a shorter time.

But he did not let everyone go, but just called twenty more adults, and the remaining friends and some adults were here. First, he was to help Xiaohong, who had not yet come back, and explained to them.

Secondly, there are new situations in the wheat field, and some people are dealing with it.

After thinking about it, he rode on the divine beast and ran towards the forest again.

Zhang San was walking behind. He knew the road and took the others to trot, just like the pursuit of the hairy elephant.

After coming to the burned wasteland again, Wang Yang skillfully mined charcoal. The forest was burned to a large area, countless trees were affected, and a small number of animals were killed in the fire.

Walking in it, you can also find some scorched bones, and the bones are covered with black burn marks.

Without looking at it, he began to collect charcoal.

Charcoal is a good thing. It usually takes a piece of dry firewood and burns it in the fire. As long as it is not burned, some will be left behind.

Some of the remaining things are the essence. The charcoal has a high ignition point, reaching three or four hundred degrees, naturally. The temperature after burning is higher, reaching seven or eight hundred degrees, making it a good partner for refining various metals.

Of course, with the help of a specific kiln, the temperature can exceed one thousand degrees. In theory, this is the case, but whether it is actually like this remains to be tested by Wang Yang.

But now for Wang Yang, nothing matters. He just wants to build a granary. Then build some houses and realize his original idea.

This statement is not too far away. Now that he has charcoal, he can process clay, bricks, tiles, and houses, and will soon be available.

Thinking of it, he accelerated the speed of collecting charcoal.

Charcoal is actually a layer outside the trunk, occasionally a layer inside the tree, and a layer outside the tree. They have not yet burned inside, and the layer inside is naturally about to turn into ashes, but the result of being extinguished by heavy rain.

The charcoal is very brittle. The outer layer is not evenly burning. Wang Yang temporarily collects ready-made charcoal, that is, the charcoal that burns the heart of the tree and causes the trees to collapse on the ground.

There is a lot of these charcoal, after all, it burns here the longest time. After many trees are burned into carbon, they fall to the ground before they can burn further. They are smashed to pieces, and Wang Yang takes advantage of this and picks up the charcoal on the ground.

Of course, some are not pure carbon, and there is also a core of wood inside. If the charcoal collected on the outside is basically pure carbon.

Wang Yang didn't care at all. He picked it up anyway, and he would have to use it sooner or later.

This time he brought a lot of animal skin bags. After filling them, he tried his best to let the divine beasts take them back.

Those who can't be taken back will be thrown directly on the ground. Waiting for others to come, it will save time for collection.

Then he turned around and rushed back.

About two-thirds of the journey, he met Zhang San and others.

Their speed of progress was not slow. The two-year migration made them very familiar with fast travel, and trotting was no problem.

After saying hello to them, Wang Yang left.

He rushed back to the tribe, and saw that it was only noon, Wang Yang threw down his bag and left again without stopping.

The friends quickly poured out the charcoal and dried it in the sun, keeping it dry until they saw that the weather was not very good, so they quickly put it away.

Sometimes they don’t have time to collect, and the heavy rain in the savanna climate comes at will, without any signs, which is really distressing.

Time flies, and more than four months have passed, and everyone has collected all the charcoal they can collect, piled up like a hill.

Xiaohong and others also went back and forth two or three times, bringing back a lot of clay.

Everyone is very busy and has no time to rest, but everyone lives a fulfilling life and strives for the same goal.

The rainy season has passed and the weather has become dry and hot again. The sun is shining straight on everyone's skin, trying to burn everyone into coal balls.

Everyone has lived here for a long time, but still feels a little uncomfortable. Many people have begun to pull out their hair and accelerate heat dissipation.

But after pulling out a few, I found it painful. It was really not right to pull out, not right, not right, very entangled.

Wang Yang was also very hot, but he didn't care and focused all his energy on making the granary.

The wheat field is becoming more and more lush and growing faster and faster. Most of the wheat grows waist-high, and it seems that it is about to mature.

Time is tight, and he must build the granary before the wheat is ripe, otherwise two heavy rains will be in vain.

Now he has a lot of charcoal and a constant stream of clay, and it is time to start producing.

He did not focus on refining daily necessities, which were not important to them, and could live without the usual necessities.

So his goal is very firm, he will directly refine bricks.

First, he spread a large amount of hay on the ground, then stirred the clay and water into a sticky state, and then began to fabricate bricks.

This is a rectangular brick that is only twenty centimeters long and less than five centimeters thick. After being fabricated, it is immediately placed on the paved hay and is formed with the power of nature.

One thing to note is to try to have paving materials like hay to isolate clay and soil to avoid mixing them together, resulting in the burned bricks being unstable.

Moreover, there is one advantage of using hay, which is that it will be burned into fly ash at high temperature during the firing process, which will not affect the quality of the bricks.

Then he laid a pile of hay on the ground, put two layers of charcoal above the hay, and then put the molded clay bricks on the charcoal and try to cover them.

This was an action that he had no choice but to burn some bricks first before he could build a kiln.

Seeing the dozen or so adults on the side holding the broom ready to go, Wang Yang nodded. As long as he ordered, everyone would use these brooms as fans to help the charcoal burn.

"Bricks, guys are here to burn you!"

Wang Yang spitted, squatted down, held the two hands holding the flint very tightly, and suddenly rubbed, making an unpleasant sound, and a little bit of Mars rushed into the haystack.

"Boom!" The hay smoked and ignited!.)

ps: I just said, I am very reputable, this is a chapter added today.
Chapter completed!