Banished To Another World Chapter 232

  Chapter 232: Natural Porcelain?!

  There are many people at the entrance of Jiu Yuan stone house shop. Da He was the busiest, but fortunately, the six slaves are still there to help they did not stay in the corner, all were running to help, but they can only look at things. Moving away, the one to talk about the price was Da He, but fortunately there are more people waiting to see, the real start is still a minority.

  Da He has had several experiences in tribal trading before, and he is not too fazed with the scenes. He is also busy but not chaotic. Ding Ning also took the time to help when he came back. He mainly gave Da He a hand and learned how to deal with this scene.

  Yan Mo was also worried that Da He would sell things cheaply, and he occasionally put an ear, only to find out that this is the real slaughter merchant slash bodyguard.

  Da He saw Leader and Priest go out for a trip. The first deal they came and brought back more than a dozen slaves, and he didn't feel too strange. Their Priest Da Ren is soft-hearted, he must have seen these slaves being hurt, and he can't stand it.

  More than a dozen newly bought slaves stood in the still empty shops, and they were relieved and still.

  Ding Fei moved the boy back, and some of the more than a dozen slaves wanted to move but they held back. Those feared their words and deeds would reveal the ident.i.ty of the teenager.

  "Don't stand there, who of you know where the water source is nearby?" Yan Mo came in and pointed to a slave from Cai Yu.

  The slave nodded quickly.

  "You take them to the water source to get a few buckets of water, and then get some dry wood, the barrel we can borrow from The Moer Gan, right?"

  The slave nodded again.

  The new slaves were quite surprised. Only one slave took them to fetch water. Was this person not afraid that they would run away?

  "Ah-Zhan, you get a few big water tanks, wait for them to bring the water and put them in the water tank, and then plug them out."

  Yan Mo looked for Yuan Zhan and pointed to the new slaves. "You guys. Take four people to burn the water and cook the food. When people come back, let them eat, and then let everyone wash their bodies. Ding Ning, you are responsible for this."

  "Yes."

  The new slaves have been able to affirm at this time that their new masters are more benevolent, which makes them greatly relieved, at least for a short period of time they can live without worrying about being eaten as two-legged sheep.

  "Ding Fei, you put people on the table over there, wait for me to go upstairs and take 15 sets of clothes down. When they wash themselves, you give them and teach them how to put them on."

  "Yes."

  Yan Mo a.s.signed work one by one, and he ordered Ding Fei to go upstairs, put the round stone under his feet, and he took out 15 sets of fur coats from the pockets and gave them to Ding Fei.

  Yuan Zhan followed, and bent over and picked up the round stone again. "What the h.e.l.l is this?"

  Yan Mo looked around and no longer yelled at him. "Look carefully, look at the outer layer of the round stone. What is it used for? "

  "Outside?" Yuan Zhan bowed his head. He hadn't noticed that there was still a good thing in the round stone because he has never see one like it before.

  When he used his mind and used his abilities, and he quickly discovered the special features of this round stone.

  The round stone was made by actually two layers stone one on the inside and outside, and the outermost layer is covered with a layer of very fine white soil. He didn't know how it was made it is hard but not cracked.

  No, there is no cracking at all. Yuan Zhan turned it around with one hand and found a crack when he was pointed to it by Yan Mo.

  The outer hard sh.e.l.l crack may be broken and peeled off due to b.u.mps and the like, revealing the inner layer.

  "The original crack was very small and it was enlarged by me." Now the crack was a thumb size.

  “Is this?” Yuan Zhan tapped the sharp surface of the small piece with his fingertips.

  The surface of the round stone is already very smooth, but the exposed thumb is a small piece. It looks finer than smooth, micro-icy cool, and with a little l.u.s.ter. It is a material that he has never touched or seen.

  Yan Mo also does not care whether the clay on the surface of the round stone is engraved with a pattern. When the knife is taken out, the white fine clay wrapped around the sphere is sc.r.a.ped off.

  "Wait!" Yuan Zhan didn't want his Priest to destroy another tribe's treasure and attract their G.o.d curse. "We don't know what is inside the boulder."

  "I know."

  "Huh?"

  "When I saw this round stone at first I thought it to be gypsum, but unfortunately, when I looked closely, I found that it is not. I was happy, but I think that kid cares so much about this round stone. I thought that this round stone must have its extraordinary place, I went to pick it up and looked at it carefully. "

  This is also Yan Mo, if it was another Priest, in the case of judging the ident.i.ty of a teenager, seeing this weird pebbles with strange patterns he will certainly not move, that other Priest would rather not bring back a possible threat and curse to themselves and the tribe.

  "Then I found the place where this one crack." Yan Mo poked at it at the crack, laughing: "Changed where anyone might not recognize what is inside, but I look to see out."

  In fact, this is something that his predecessors have been exposed to, as to how many times from the young age to old age he doesn't exactly 

  "What is inside?"

  "Porcelain ball."

  "Porcelain ball?" Yuan Zhan, who had never heard of this thing, used his fingers to poke around the surface of a round stone.

  “Porcelain, in a nutsh.e.l.l, is an object made of clay and then hardened with 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.

  “Pottery?”

  “I remember that the pottery making method should be similar to porcelain making but the calcination temperature is not the same, the pottery is thick and rough, and the porcelain is exquisite and beautiful.”

  “What is the use of this thing?”

  “The use is wide ranging, the simplest can be house utensils, pots and pans can be used for this."

  “What is the use of this? Those things can be made with wood and stone, at the most this thing is just beautiful to look at.”

  “That's because you have the ability to control the soil, and it's easy to dig a stone pot or cut a plate with stones. But people who don't have the ability to control the soil? Porcelain needs high temperature for the time being. If it is only pottery, it is not difficult. It is not difficult to find the material. It is pinched in a shape and then burned in the fire. It is good to burn with fire at least half of a night and the utensils that can be used."

  "Burn with fire?" Yuan Zhan felt something touching his nerves, and he subconsciously thought it was important.

  Yan Mo was also introducing the benefits of ceramics. "The blood ability warriors are a minority after all, especially the warriors who can control the soil. Although, the tools that everyone made during the training ability are currently available to everyone at Jiu Yuan, but if you want can become a commodity and want to make a lot of manufacturing, it is not as good as ceramics. First of all, their appearance can outweigh a lot of stone tools, and have you discovered that some stone tools will cause the water inside and the like to slowly leak due to the type of the soil material? But calcined ceramics will not leak, and stones are heavier than ceramics. In addition, ceramics cannot only be used as living utensils, but bricks, pipes, insulators that can withstand electric current, that is, lightning from the sky can't destroy ceramics. If you know the calcining formula, even calcining a weapon that is harder than the stone is not a problem, not only weapons, it can also be made into the best s.h.i.+eld.”

  Yuan Zhan did not understand some words, but that did not prevent him from understanding Yan Mo's meaning. Upon hearing the last two sentences, the mysterious door that had opened and a gap in his mind was blown open.

  Fire, hardened, can be used as a s.h.i.+eld for weapons... If he can remove the water from the soil, turn the fertile land into sand, and let the land near the water source flow into the soil and become a swamp, then why can't he mobilize the exuberant fire energy in his body to burn the soil that he can control?

  If he does not use a large amount of soil control capacity on a large scale, but instead uses a body flame to calcine a little soil to make them harder and even sharper, is this feasible?

  "Mo."

  “Huh?”

  “You said that the soil can be hardened by calcination?”

  “Yes.”

  “Can it make our walls harder?”

  Yan Mo's understanding of ceramics is what floats on the surface. He remembers that special ceramics that can be used as bulletproof and can also be used as bullets. There are also many special ceramics used in aviation building materials. When he thinks of it, and he was not responsible for the position: “Yes it can, and does not need to be so thick, it will be harder than our wall.”

  Yuan Zhan's understanding of ceramics has entered a somewhat distorted area. He believes that all soils can be calcined, and only by finding the right method, and he can turn the soil into the most terrible weapon and s.h.i.+eld on this land.

  Yuan Zhan's hands were slightly hard, 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  ball that is smaller than a football, with a color similar to milk and it is a l.u.s.trous and s.h.i.+ny.

  At the moment of seeing the stone, such a porcelain ball is like a polished gem, and anyone who saw it can't help but be attracted to it.

  Until then, Yan Mo discovered that this milky white attractive ball is not particularly perfect. There are many flaws on it that are not burnt. Those who have stars and some porcelain cracks are facing the sun. Some felt it was mysterious.

  "Mo, you are right, this is really a good thing." Yuan Zhan gently touched the surface of the porcelain ball, and the smooth feel made him very strange.

  Yan Mo still doesn't know that Yuan Zhan said that this is a good thing because he has lighted up an important skill point. He naturally took the lead: "Of course it is a good thing. If we can calcine the porcelain, we can use them as a major transaction, this thing does not have to worry about being taken by others to deal with us, nor do we have to be afraid of technology leaks, raw materials are not rare, and it is good-looking and exquisite and useful. It is a good thing to trade as a transaction."

  "Then you can make ceramics?"

  "Not really, I can only say that I know what it is, I have not done it."

  "Do you think that the slaves who are in exchange today can burn ceramics?"

  Knowing the preciousness of ceramics, Yuan Zhan doesn't want to let anyone other than Jiu Yuan master this ability. He even thought that if he knew how to burn ceramics, and he would kill the boy and all the slaves.

  "I don't know." Yan Mo is not sure. "If they know how to make ceramics, the Black Mountain tribe who caught them won't take the ceramics they made out as a transaction, even if they don't want to, they won't show it. It may not be used by themselves." 
This point, and he had carefully observed before.

  "Then how do they have this porcelain ball and use it as a worthless thing?”

  "This depends on two issues. First of all, we have look at the source of this porcelain ball. There are two possibilities. First, some people would use it for fun. Rolling a ball with mud, then the soil ball was forgotten somewhere, and then a fire, perhaps caused by lightning, maybe a fire from the bushfire, the ball was left in a relatively closed environment, was fired and calcined into porcelain. Secondly, this porcelain ball was artificially created. No matter what, if no one said that it broke the truth, people saw that the fire was extinguished, and there was a porcelain ball with a round shape, a l.u.s.trous surface and a smooth surface. At an impression it is likely to be treated as a G.o.d-given thing.”

  Yuan Zhan felt that Yan Mo had a reasonable a.n.a.lysis. “Why was this porcelain ball covered with a layer?”

  Yan Mo smiled and raised two fingers. "There are two possibilities. First, people who found porcelain b.a.l.l.s probably think that this kind of G.o.d gift can't be looked at directly, so they wrapped it with soil. Second, because of the protection of the porcelain ball, for example, so that the Black Mountain tribe does not see that inside of this round stone there is also a precious porcelain ball. I think the possibility of protection is the greatest. Even from a long time ago, they have concealed its true appearance in order to preserve this G.o.d-given thing. Look at this porcelain ball, it's the exterior is wrapped in a layer of white clay. The clay doesn't look like it's newly wrapped, and there are not too new patterns on it."

  "A porcelain ball is so precious. It seems that they don't know how to cook porcelain."

  "I don't dare to say anything else, but I don't think the teenager knows the details of some porcelain b.a.l.l.s.

  “It's just a history? Then they don't have any use for us?” It's good to have a reason to not kill people, but he wants to know the calcination method and preparation formula of ceramics.

  "Who said it is useless? Who can burn porcelain under coincidence, other conditions were not said, the soil there must be very suitable for porcelain, and I guess this layer of dry hard clay wrapped around the porcelain ball is likely to be excellently fired. The raw materials for porcelain. As long as we know where those people come from, you and I can go alone to confirm if it is occupied, if it is not then that's good, we can also use it as a material library, and every time we go, we will dig a pile of porcelain clay to bring back."

  "Didn't you say that it is easy to get the ceramic clay?"

  "That depends on what kind of ceramic you want to burn, the ceramic clay is also suitable, and it is easy if we can dig it at the door. I haven't dug it from our land, of course I have to dig it up from others lands."

  "You are right! Then I will go to the slaves and ask them about the situation. You will go to treat the slave that was beaten. Ask the questions, if he is not honest..." Yuan Zhan suddenly looked up and looked at the steps. "Ding Fei, what?"

  Ding Fei carefully poked his head. "Leader, are you finished?"

  "Is there any change in the kids body?" Yan Mo holding that b.a.l.l.s, to Ding Fei.

  Ding Fei shook his head. "No, it's the people of The Earth Cliff next door. They have been waiting for a while."

  "I know, you tell them, I will come out in a moment."

The three went downstairs together.

  Ding Fei went to talk to Tu Qiu, Yuan Zhan went to find the new slaves. He was very skillful in asking questions, and did not specifically look for a slave to speak. Instead, and he stood behind the stone platform and responded to the traders who came to the shop. Ask a few slaves around to help him

  On the opposite side, Cai Yu took a line of people wearing a long coat, a full body chest naked, a strange jewelry on the neck and wrists, and once again entered the tribal tent with yuan-crystal ornaments, which is not for everyone. After entering the tent, only two people followed Cai Yu in. Before entering, one of them suddenly looked back at Jiu Yuan's booth.

  Yuan Zhan had a tight heart. The person's eyes looked normal, but Yuan Zhan felt strange vibes from him.... very strange. There is also the jewelry on this pedestrian, it does not look like a stone or bone, not like yuan-crystal, the color looks a bit dirty but a little bit of l.u.s.ter in the middle.

  Yan Mo went downstairs to the corner, he took a look at the young boy injury, and checked his pulse. Then he called a slave and asked him to use hot water to wipe the juvenile, and told to cook a thick broth to feed the boy.

  The physical fitness of the people here is relatively good, and the whips are not a serious issue. The biggest problem for teenagers is hunger.

  Putting the porcelain ball on the side of the boy, Yan Mo took out the powder and began to deal with the whiplash of the teenager, and the slave who came with the hot water made sure to not touch the wound. Dealing with whiplash is not difficult, but Yan Mo chose to do it himself in order to reduce Sc.u.m VALUE.

  The slave remembered in great detail, and the young boy was very dedicated. When he inadvertently saw the previous hidden porcelain ball, his body trembled by a lot.

  The slave peeked at Yan Mo and saw that the other party did not notice him, and could not help but spit out an exhaled breath

  The broth came to the juvenile mouth, and the young man had not opened his eyes, but his mouth had already opened.

  Yan Mo gave the boy a powder, and no matter how the slave fed the broth to the teenager, and he left him and went to the next door. Yuan Zhan didn't trust the dimpled rabbit that could seduce people, and followed Da He's eyes that glanced at him win a way only Yuan Ji warrior understand.

  Da He understood that Yuan Zhan was telling him that if any slaves were found to have any abnormalities, they would kill them directly and not be soft.

  "Ding Ning, Ding Fei."

  "Da He."

  Da He waved at the two men, indicating that they come with their ears, so that is the case.

  Ding Fei's eyes were about to turn around, but he was held back by Da He.

  "Calm down! Don't be impatient."

  Ding Fei spoke out, "Yes, Da He."

  Ding Ning has gone to the other side, seemingly sorting out the goods, in fact, he was secretly monitoring all the slaves in the house.

  Ding Fei ran to help the slaves and gave them instructions on how to do things.

  Inside the house, the boy's gaze fell on the porcelain ball. He bit his lip and sneaked around the place to see everyone in the store. He raised his hand and slowly reached the porcelain ball, and when he touched it. A teenager grabbed his wrist.

  "Brother, don't move!"