Chapter Nineteen: The Humble Gloves
After seeing that all the ice caves were dug and the work of transporting fish fork fish was also proceeding in an orderly manner, Han Cheng turned around and ran into the cave without any hesitation.
This damn ghost weather is so cold that the two balls were frozen and disappeared. The little Que Bird also shrank and only a little head was left, which made people pitiful.
If you don’t go back and warm up, Han Chengzhen is worried that there will be no happiness in the future.
When Han Cheng came back, the first batch of fish that had been forked today had been transported back to the cave.
Han Cheng squatted beside the fire and roasted for a while. He felt that his hands and feet were surprisingly itchy. He immediately knew something bad, and his hands and feet were probably frostbite!
He roasted here for a while, grabbed for a while, his hands and feet, his body became warmer, and then returned to the inner hole.
The witch had a faint smile on her face, and was holding a "stone pen" to carve something on the stone slab. According to Han Cheng's previous experience, it is 80% possible to get fish under the ice in winter.
Han Cheng stood quietly aside and watched for a while. Seeing Wu Shu being serious and immersed in his own world, he did not disturb him, but went out again lightly.
He came to a place in the cave for storing fur and began to pick it up here.
Because the tribe makes a living by fishing, hunting and gathering, over the years, it has accumulated a lot of fur, but many of them have fallen off due to the age of time.
However, in general, such skins are used to wrap fruits, and the best ones are left to keep them away from the cold.
Han Cheng searched here for a while and found four rabbit skins that didn't shed much.
Because the rabbit skin is too small and it is too troublesome to tie it to keep warm, the rabbit skin is not very popular in the tribe.
However, these things are very useful to Han Cheng.
He put the rabbit skin on the ground, pressed his right hand on the rabbit skin, and folded the rabbit skin with his left hand, and the warm feeling immediately came up.
Han Cheng frowned. Compared to his hands, the rabbit skin was still too big. A rabbit skin was rolled up to hold his four or five hands!
The gloves made in this way are extremely inconvenient and are not warm.
He came to the storage tool place, found the stone knife in the tribe that was usually used to open animals, held it in his hand and looked it twice, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
This stone knife is OK for a strong adult to hold the hole in the dead animal. In his current state, it is really unrealistic to deal with the dry skin.
Sure enough, after he spread the skin on the ground, pressed the skin with one hand and held the stone knife with the other, and pulled it back and forth for more than ten minutes without any sign of the skin cracking, Han Cheng gave up the idea of splitting the skin in two.
Forget it, it’s okay to make gloves, it’s also good to make a hand warmer.
He comforted himself in this way, then put the stone knife back to its original place, and walked away with his skin.
Be prepared to start making a baby warmer out.
Han Cheng still didn't make a baby warmer, not because there were few needles and no thread, but because he had opened the rabbit skin!
Of course not bite with teeth.
But he was already ready to be a baby warmer and suddenly remembered the way he would sometimes want to break the rope without tools such as scissors in later generations.
He took the rabbit skin and came to the door panel to use the stone slab standing at the entrance of the hole. He chose the sharpest edge, then pulled the rabbit skin with both hands, facing down the hairless side, aimed the edge at the middle of the skin, pressed it down hard, and rubbed it back and forth up and down.
Friction, friction...
This method is really good. At least it is much better than using a stone knife to cut the skin dry.
Because this can use all the strength of the whole body, and because the friction speed is fast and the distance is long, it can speed up the decomposition of the skin after heating up.
So after about a minute of friction, the skin became two halves.
The skin was done, but the next sewing became a big problem, because not only did there be no needles in the tribe, but there was no wire!
Han Cheng had no choice but to use his brain and search for the fish bones he spit out all over the ground.
It’s a pity that these fish bones are too fragile, and the skin is too thick. After breaking five or six fish bones in succession, Han Chengru had to give up this method.
There is no way to use fish bone spurs, so Han Cheng can only think of another way.
That's right, he picked up the stone again.
Put the leather on a large stone, then hold a sharp head in the other hand and smash it down at the edge of the leather.
Sure enough, sometimes it still needs to be a little more violent. After breaking several fish bones in succession, they can't even get any skin. After encountering the stone, they quickly became timid. Han Cheng smashed a small hole in the fifth seventh stroke.
After the first hole came out, he stopped, but continued to use the stone to open the hole for the skin, control the distance, and try to smash one every half centimeter. Of course, if you accidentally smash it, there is no problem.
Now is the time to solve the problem of food and clothing, not to pay attention to beauty.
The sound of knocking in the cave pulled the witch out of the ethereal state of recording things.
He frowned, put the "stone pen" in his hand, rubbed his tired and sore fingers and wrists, and walked out of the inner hole, wanting to see who was so noisy.
After seeing clearly that the person who was hitting the stone was Han Cheng, he showed a slightly surprised look.
The witch walked to Han Cheng and saw Han Cheng's movements clearly, with a confused look in his eyes. He didn't understand why the son of god made him into smaller halves, and he also made so many small holes in the skin.
Isn't the bigger the skin, the better?
Whether it is wrapped around the body to keep warm or to wrap fruit, it is much easier to use than small skins. Why does the Son of God make it smaller?
If it were before, Wu must have thought this little guy was making a fuss, but yesterday's experience was still vivid in his mind, which made him unable to look down on this son of god who seemed to be only six or seven years old.
Han Cheng looked up and saw Wu and found Wu's confusion, but he didn't explain anything. Because the tribal language was too simple, he wanted to explain to Wu what he wanted to do and what the purpose of this thing would take a lot of effort. It would be easier to make gloves directly.
Han Cheng finally smashed a small hole on the edges of the rabbit's skin, which was considered a needle hole.
The problem of thread is easier to solve, because there is a kind of grass nearby that is very tough and can be used as a rope.
There are many such grasses, and there are many in the caves, which are used as firewood and are spread under the body for heating.
Under the witch's gaze, Han Cheng found a relatively long handful of grass, folded the skin that had been smashed out of the hole in half, and began to use this grass he called "rope grass" to "thread the needle" along the opposite small hole.
Han Cheng did not use the common acupuncture method that was common in later generations, and this acupuncture method is not suitable for the current situation.
Instead, use a tough rope and straw to penetrate two holes folded together, and go back and forth twice, tighten it, and penetrate the next hole.
After about twenty minutes, it is very likely that the first glove of this era appeared.
Chapter completed!