There were quite a few people at the door of the Jiuyuan store, and Dahe was almost overwhelmed by himself. Fortunately, the six slaves were still winking and stopped kneeling in the corner. They all ran over to help, but they could only watch things and keep them from being taken away. It's just a walk, and it's still up to Dahe to negotiate the price, but fortunately, there are more people waiting and watching, and only a few who actually make a move.
Dahe had participated in tribal transactions several times before, so he could not only handle the current situation with ease, but also be called busy and not chaotic. After Ding Ning brought people back, he also rushed to help. He mainly helped Dahe and learned how to deal with such a situation by the way.
Yan Mo was originally worried that Dahe would sell things cheaply, but when he came back, he heard it occasionally, only to realize that this was the real killer.
Dahe didn't find it too strange to see the leader and the priest go out, and the first transaction was to bring back a dozen slaves. Their priests were soft-hearted, probably because they saw these slaves suffering, and they couldn't stand it, so they took action.
A dozen or so newly bought slaves stood in the relatively empty shop, feeling relieved and at a loss.
Ding Fei carried the boy in, and some of the dozen or so slaves moved their feet, but held back. Those people were afraid that their words and deeds would reveal the identity of the boy.
"Don't just stand there stupidly, then who, do you know where there is a source of water nearby?" Yan Mo pointed to a slave sent by Caiyu as soon as he came in.
The slave nodded quickly.
"Take them to the water source to fetch a few barrels of water and some dry firewood. You can borrow the wooden barrels from Morgan, right?"
The slave nodded again.
The new slaves were quite surprised, and only one slave took them to fetch water. Wasn't this man afraid that they would run away
"Azhan, get some big water tanks, and when they get the water, put it in the water tanks first, and then come out through the wall."
After Yan Mo found things for Yuan Zhan, he pointed to the new slaves, "Leave four of you to be responsible for lighting the fire, boiling water and cooking food. When they come back, let them eat first, and then let everyone wash their bodies. Ding Ning you Take charge of this."
"yes."
At this time, the new slaves were sure that the master was more benevolent this time, which greatly relieved them, at least for a short period of time, they would not have to worry about being eaten as two-legged sheep.
"Ding Fei, you put the people on the table over there, and I will go upstairs with me later and get fifteen sets of clothes down, and after they have washed themselves, I will change them for them."
"yes."
After Yan Mo gave orders one by one, he took Ding Fei upstairs, put the boulder under his feet, and took out fifteen sets of fur garments with relatively poor wool quality from his pocket and handed them to Ding Fei.
Yuan Zhan followed, bent down and picked up the boulder again, "What the hell is this?"
Yan Mo saw that there was no one around, so he didn't lie to him anymore, "Look carefully first, and see what the outer layer of this boulder is made of."
"Outside?" Yuan Zhan bowed his head, because he didn't notice that there was a universe inside the boulder because of repulsion.
As soon as he put his heart into it and used his ability, he quickly discovered the specialness of this round stone.
The boulder was indeed divided into two layers, the inner and outer layers. The outermost layer was covered with a layer of very fine white soil. It was hard but not cracked after some treatment.
No, it's not that there are no cracks at all. Yuan Zhan held the boulder with one hand and turned around. Under Yan Mo's guidance, he found a crack.
The outer layer of hard mud at the crack may have been shattered and peeled off due to a bump or something, exposing the inner layer.
"It turned out that the gap was very small, and I cut it wide." Now the gap is the size of a thumb.
"This is?" Yuan Zhan lightly touched the small exposed smooth surface with his fingertips.
The surface of the boulder was already very smooth, but the exposed thumb was a small piece, which looked more delicate than smooth, slightly cold, with a little luster, a material he had never touched before.
Yan Mo didn't care about the patterns engraved on the layer of clay on the surface of the boulder, and took out a knife to scrape off the fine white clay wrapped around the sphere.
"Wait!" Yuan Zhan didn't want his priest to destroy the gods of other clans and draw other gods to curse him, "We still don't know what's inside the boulder."
"I know."
"Ok?"
"At first I saw this boulder and thought it was plaster, but unfortunately when I got closer, I found out that it was not. I was so happy, but I saw that kid attaches so much importance to this boulder, and I thought that this boulder must have something special about it. I picked it up and took a closer look." This is also Yan Mo, if it is another priest or wizard who guesses the identity of the boy, he will definitely not be confused when he sees this kind of weird round stone with weird patterns. They would rather let it go than bring back a possible threat and curse to themselves and their clansmen.
"Then I found this part that fell off." Yan Mo poked at the crack and smiled: "Anyone here might not be able to recognize what's inside, but I can see it at a glance."
In fact, he had come into contact with this kind of thing from childhood to adulthood in his previous life.
"What the hell is in there?"
"Porcelain ball."
"Porcelain ball?" Yuan Zhan, who had never heard of such a thing, flicked the surface of the cobblestone with his fingers.
"Porcelain, in short, is an object made of clay and then fired with a strong fire. But I thought I would see pottery first, but I didn't expect to see porcelain first." This is what Yan Mo couldn't figure out before. The place.
"pottery?"
"I remember that the production method of pottery should be similar to that of porcelain, but the firing temperature is different. Pottery is thick and rough, while porcelain is exquisite and beautiful."
"What's the use of this thing?"
"It's very useful. The simplest ones can be used as daily utensils, and pots, pans, and pots can be made with this."
"What's the use of this? It can also be made of stone and wood. At best, it will look better."
"That's because you have the ability to control the soil, so you think it's easy to dig out a stone pot or cut out a plate with stones, but what about people who don't have the ability to control the soil? Porcelain needs high temperature, let alone pottery. It's not difficult, and the materials are not difficult to find, just make a shape and burn it in the fire, if you're lucky, at least half of the usable utensils can be burned out."
"Burning with fire?" Yuan Zhan felt something touching his nerves, and he subconsciously thought it was important.
Yan Mo was still introducing the benefits of pottery, "Sacred-blood fighters are a minority after all, especially not many fighters who can control the soil. Although the utensils that everyone made when training their abilities are currently enough for everyone in Jiuyuan, but If you want to turn it into a commodity and mass-produce it, it’s not as good as ceramics. First of all, their appearance can be much better than stone tools, and have you found that some stone tools will slowly seep and lose the water inside because of the material? But calcined ceramics will not, and stone is heavier than ceramics.
In addition, ceramics can be used not only for household appliances, but also for bricks, pipes, and insulators that can withstand electric currents, that is, lightning in the sky. If you know the calcination formula, you can even calcine weapons that are harder than... stones, not only weapons, it can also be turned into the best shield. "
Yuan Zhan didn't understand some words, but it didn't prevent him from understanding Yan Mo's meaning. Hearing the last two sentences, the mysterious door that had opened a gap in his mind was suddenly pushed open.
Burning, hard, can be used as a weapon or a shield...
Since he can expel the moisture in the soil, turn the fertile land into sand, and also make the land near the water source into a swamp, why can't he mobilize the exuberant fire energy in his body to forge it? The soil he can manipulate
If he doesn't use the soil control ability in a large amount and on a large area now, but instead uses the flame in his body to calcine a little soil to make them harder and even sharper, is this feasible
"silent."
"Ok?"
"You said that the soil can become hard after being calcined?"
"right."
"Can it be stronger than our city walls?"
Yan Mo’s understanding of ceramics is just those things on the surface. He remembers that special ceramics can be used to prevent bullets, and can also be used to make bullets. There are also many special ceramics used in aviation building materials. Thinking of this, he nodded irresponsibly Said: "Yes, and it doesn't need to be so thick to be stronger than our city wall."
Yuan Zhan's understanding of ceramics has entered a somewhat distorted area. He believes that all soil can be calcined, and as long as he finds the right method, he can turn the soil into the most terrifying weapon and shield in this land.
Yuan Zhan exerted a slight force on his hand, and the hard clay layer on the surface of the porcelain ball shattered, revealing the original appearance of the porcelain ball inside.
This is a circle smaller than a football, the color is similar to milk, and it is crystal clear and shiny.
At the moment when you are used to seeing stone tools, such a porcelain ball is like a polished gem, and everyone who sees it can't help but be attracted by it.
It wasn't until this moment that Yan Mo realized that this milky white and crystal-clear magnetic ball was not particularly perfect. There were many flaws on it that hadn't been burnt. Those flaws were scattered, and there were also some porcelain cracks. Looking at the sun, it was true. There is some mystery.
"Mo, you are right, this is indeed a good thing." Yuan Zhan lightly stroked the surface of the porcelain ball, and the smooth feel made him very novel.
Yan Mo still didn't know that the reason why Yuan Zhan said it was a good thing was to light up another important skill point for him. He nodded of course and said: "Of course it is a good thing. If we can calcine porcelain, we can use them in the future. As the main transaction item, this thing does not have to worry about being used against us by others, nor does it need to be afraid of technology leakage, and the raw materials are not rare, and it is beautiful, exquisite and useful, and it is simply perfect as a transaction item.”
"Then do you know how to make ceramics?"
"I don't know how to do it. I can only say that I probably know what to do. I haven't done it."
"Then do you think the clans of the slaves brought in today will make ceramics?" Knowing the preciousness of ceramics, Yuan Zhan didn't want anyone other than Jiu Yuan to master this ability. He even thought that if Mo knew how to burn pottery, he would kill the boy and all the slaves.
"I don't know." Yan Mo said unsurely: "If they know how to make ceramics, it is impossible for the Heishan tribe who captured them not to take out the ceramics they made as a trade item. Maybe I don’t even need it myself.” He had carefully observed this point before.
"Then why do they have this porcelain ball and regard it as a fetish?"
"There are two issues to look at. First, let's look at the origin of this porcelain ball. There are two possibilities. First, someone rolled a ball with mud for fun, and then the earth ball was forgotten somewhere. Then a fire broke out, maybe it was caused by lightning, or maybe it was a fire in the fire pit. By chance, the earth ball stayed in a relatively closed environment and was calcined into porcelain by the fire. Second, this porcelain ball was artificially created.
In any case, if no one explains the reason, people see a round, shiny, smooth and delicate porcelain ball inside when the fire is extinguished, and the first impression may be that it is a gift from the gods. "
Yuan Zhan felt that Yan Mo's analysis made sense, "Then the surface of this porcelain ball is still covered with a layer?"
Yan Mo smiled and raised two fingers, "There are two possibilities. First, the person who discovered the porcelain ball probably felt that this kind of fetish could not be seen directly, so he covered it with soil. For the protection of the ball, for example, the Montenegrin people did not see that there was a precious porcelain ball in the boulder. I think the possibility of protection is the greatest. Even from a long time ago, they put it in order to keep this god-given object. The real appearance of the ball is also covered up. Look at this porcelain ball, it is covered by a layer of white clay, and the clay does not look like it is newly covered, and there are not too new patterns on it."
"A porcelain ball is so precious, it seems that they don't know how to sinter porcelain."
"I don't dare to say anything about others, but I think that even if that young man doesn't know the details, he should know something about the origin of the porcelain ball."
"It's just the origin? Then they are useless to us?" It's good not to kill people, but he wants to know the calcination method and preparation formula of ceramics.
"Who says it's useless? Porcelain can be fired by coincidence. Apart from other conditions, the soil in their place must be very suitable for making porcelain. I guess the layer of dry and hard clay wrapped around the porcelain ball is likely to be fired well." The raw materials of porcelain. As long as we know where those people come from, you and I will go to confirm it alone. If it is easy to occupy it, we can occupy it. If it is not easy to occupy it, we can also use it as a material library, digging a pile of porcelain clay belts every time we go Walk."
"Didn't you say that clay for firing pottery is easy to get?"
"It depends on what kind of ceramics you want to make. The clay for making ceramics is also very suitable, and it is easy to dig out at the door of your house. Of course, you have to dig at someone else's place first."
"You're right! Then I'll go to those slaves and ask them about their condition, and you go to treat the beaten cub. Ask about everything that should be asked, if he is not honest..." Yuan Zhan suddenly raised his head and looked at the steps, " Ding Fei, what's the matter?"
Ding Fei poked his head out cautiously, "Boss, are you finished?"
"Is there any change in that kid's body?" Yan Mo hugged the porcelain ball and walked towards Ding Fei.
Ding Fei shook his head, "No, the people from Tuya next door came to look for them. They have been waiting for a while."
"Got it, tell them, I'll be there later."
The three of them went downstairs together.
Ding Fei went to talk to Rabbit Hill, and Yuan Zhan went to find the new slaves. He was very skillful in questioning, and he didn't talk to any slave specifically. Instead, he stood behind the stone platform at the door, and while dealing with the traders who came to him, While casually asking a few slaves around him to help.
On the opposite side, Iroha led a group of people wearing long clothes on the lower body, completely naked on the upper body, and wearing strange ornaments on their necks and wrists, and entered the tribal tent with Yuanjing ornaments again. Not all pedestrians could enter In the tent, only two people followed Iroha into it. Before entering, one of them suddenly looked back at Jiuyuan's booth.
Yuan Zhan's heart tightened. The man's eyes looked normal, but it gave people a very weird feeling. And the accessories on this pedestrian don't look like stones, bones, or crystals. The color looks a little dirty but there is a little luster in the middle.
Yan Mo went downstairs to the corner, inspected the boy's injuries briefly, and took his pulse. Immediately, they called a slave over, asked him to wipe the young man's body with hot water, and asked them to boil some thick broth to feed the young man.
The people here are of relatively good physical fitness, and they can't die after being beaten with a whip. The biggest problem for young people at present is hunger instead.
Putting the porcelain ball inside the boy, Yan Mo took out the medicine powder and began to treat the boy's whip wounds, and told the slave who brought the hot water not to touch the wound. Dealing with whiplash is not difficult, but Yan Mo chose to do it himself in order to reduce his scum value.
The slave remembered it in detail and served the boy with all his heart. When he accidentally saw the porcelain ball, his body trembled greatly.
The slave peeked at Yan Mo, seeing that the other party didn't notice him, he couldn't help letting out a sigh of relief.
The broth was brought to the boy's mouth. The boy's eyes hadn't opened yet, but his mouth was already wriggling open.
After Yan Mo sprinkled the boy with the powder, he didn't care how the slave fed the boy with broth, he said hello and went to the next door. Yuan Zhan was worried about the seductive dimpled rabbit, and after giving Da He a wink that only Yuan soldiers could understand, he also followed.
Dahe understood that it was Yuan Zhan telling him that if he found any abnormality in the slaves, he would kill them directly, and don't be lenient.
"Ding Ning, Ding Fei."
"The head of the river."
Dahe waved to the two of them, motioning them to listen to him, saying so and so on.
Ding Fei frowned and was about to turn his head, but Da He held his head.
"Calm down! Don't be edgy."
Ding Fei stuck out his tongue, "Yes, Hetou."
Ding Ning has already walked to the other side, seemingly sorting the goods, but in fact he has secretly monitored all the slaves in the house.
Ding Fei ran carelessly to help the slaves, instructing them how to do things.
Inside the house, the male slave who took care of the young man fell on the porcelain ball. He bit his lip, looked around secretly at everyone in the store, raised his hand and slowly stretched towards the porcelain ball. Just as he was about to touch it, he was lying on the earthen platform. The teenager grabbed his wrist.
"Brother, don't move!"