Ji Nuan nodded, "You two, pour out the contents of the clay pot."
She pointed at the gradually solidifying liquid in the clay pot as time passed.
An Orc reached out to pick up the clay pot on the ground, but Ji Nuan stopped him, "Do not touch it directly with your hands. Even though the water has started to solidify slowly, its temperature is still very high. Go and find two wooden boards."
As the Orcs now used fire seeds for cooking, finding wooden boards within the tribe was not too difficult. Soon, they returned with some wooden boards at Ji Nuan's request.
The two Orcs carefully moved the clay pot onto the wood planks, then tipped it upside down on a large stone.
Under the heartache of the two Orcs, Ji Nuan waved the stone tool in her hand, smashing the clay pot before sectionally moving the shattered pieces out, leaving only the hardened black and red substance on the stone.