Over the following few days, the siblings buried themselves in studying clay, but they still had to eat, right?
In the absence of the ability to go to sea, they purchased ten fish baskets from the Space Mall. They placed some bait inside and threw them into shallow waters, tying the other end of the rope to a nearby rock. This way, they could catch some shallow-water fish.
Since Xiao Yu only had a vague impression, and it was just that, an impression, the actual operation was not easy.
They didn't know how many methods to try to mix the clay, like adding plant ashes into it and kneading it. The resulting shapes were odd and bizarre.
The clay was either too soft or too hard. If too soft, it couldn't support its own weight—it would either cave in or bulge out, never taking shape.
Sometimes, because they dried it too soon and the sun was too harsh, the pottery would crack, and many times they couldn't even touch it without it falling apart.
