Ye Qing took the mud sample of the sundial and found a tribe who was best at polishing stone tools in the tribe.

His name is Pan, and he is in his thirties.

Pan looked at the sundial that Ye Qing showed him, and heard Ye Qing say that he wanted to use good stone materials to polish the stone tool, and he suddenly knelt down.

"Bi, this is a Bi! It is a special ritual instrument for the Witch King to sacrifice to the gods!"

"It cannot be polished without the permission of the Witch King!"

Ye Qing was confused by him all of a sudden.

Witch King?

Can't be made privately?

Could it be that people of this era have made sundials and become special ritual instruments for the Witch King?

Ye Qing asked curiously:

"Have you seen Bi? Is Bi like this?"

Pan raised his head, looked at the sundial carefully, and then scratched his head embarrassedly:

"Oh, I read it wrong. There is no part below the Bi, only the round part above."

Ye Qing understood that Pan was talking about the sundial plate.

Bi was a very noble ritual instrument in the Liangzhu era and throughout ancient China.

The most famous one is the Heshi Bi, which was later made into the imperial jade seal by Qin Shihuang.

Ye Qing said:

"My this is not a bi, this is a sundial! This is the base, this is the sundial plate, this hole in the middle of the sundial plate. After polishing, a copper rod will be inserted, which is the watch."

"sundial?"

"Yes, sundial! This is a tool to measure time through the projection of the sun!"

Pan opened his mouth wide and showed a shocked expression.

Test the sun?

Test the time?

He doesn't understand!

But he had participated in the spring festival of Wang Mangguo and watched the sun-watching season of Wang Mangguo. Although he couldn't understand it, the mysterious and profound image of Wang Mangguo's great witch was deeply imprinted in his mind.

He only knew that things related to the sun and the sky were mystery, honor, and... they were impossible to understand.

That is something that only the great witch, the witch king, can understand and use!

I am not even a witch, I am just the most ordinary tribe member. It is a great honor to be able to make such things in life!

He started to tremble with excitement!

Ye Qing saw that he was trembling a little puzzled. People in this era were so excited that they would kneel down and tremble.

After seeing each other for too long, Ye Qing was no longer as surprised as he was at the beginning.

Ignoring Pan's reaction, he continued to ask, "You just said the Witch King, have you seen the Witch King?"

The Witch King seems to be a more amazing witch than the Great Witch!

Pan still knelt, but straightened his waist and said proudly:

"I haven't seen it before!"

Haven't seen it before and still proud?

Ye Qing rolled his eyes.

"My father has seen it. My father was summoned by the Witch King back then and polished the ritual tools for the Witch King!"

"Oh? Where is that Witch King?" Ye Qing was intrigued.

"It's a very far south of Fengzhu. It takes more than ten days to walk. There is a big and big country there. There are many people in that country, and the Witch King lives in that country!"

"That country is called Dayu Country!"

Ye Qing's expression became solemn.

If Lei Ze is Taihu Lake, the Dayu Kingdom in the south mentioned by Pan is likely to be the Liangzhu ancient country!

It was a mysterious ancient country!

It was a great civilization that had no record in history books, but it had real existence, and its level of development was far beyond all civilizations on the Eastern continent at that time!

It was a great civilization that was no less than that of ancient Egypt, Sumer, and Harapa in the same period!

Faced with such a great civilization, Ye Qing could only offer high respect and supreme admiration.

Ye Qing's mood is heavy and complicated when he is about to intersect with such a great civilization.

The common problem of time travelers is revealed in him again.

He was struggling with what attitude he should face such a great civilization.

conquer?

obedience?

Or replace?

He had no idea for the moment.

Shaking his head and putting aside this far-reaching problem, Ye Qing said to Pan: "You find a better stone and polish this sundial!"

Pan respectfully agreed, and then made a request: "I need help!"

"Okay! How many people do you want?"

"One person is enough, it's my son!"

When Pan found his son, Ye Qing saw it and met him. He was one of the three fourteen-year-old boys that Shaokang and the others often stayed with.

"This is my son, called Li!"

What?

Are you a big stone, and your son is a small stone?

What should I call a grandson?

Ye Qing complained in his heart.

Pan took his son gravel, weapons, chisels, ropes and other tools and food, and after much preparation, he entered the West Mountain.

Ye Qing: “…”

Ye Qing didn't understand why he was so serious about finding a stone.

Just find a harder stone by the river or at the foot of the mountain!

Ke Pan disagreed and insisted on entering the mountain.

Pan's rhetoric is: How can a ritual vessel be used?

If he couldn't resist him, Ye Qing had to let him go.

People in this era have an inexplicable persistence in stone tools. They are stubborn when doing things. They will never settle for it. If you want a good stone, you must find the best stone!

Four days later, when the father and son came back with a roughly processed matte stone material, four days later, Ye Qing was really stunned!

What they carried back was a large piece of white jade material...white marble!

Ye Qing: “…”

Although this piece of white marble is very pure in color, without any variegated colors, and is white and crystal clear, it is not worth the effort!

Pan was very proud and said to Qing:

"After entering the mountain, it took us two days to find the stone, but the stone was too big and we couldn't lift it, so we simply lived next to the stone, and chiseled the stone into a hairbrush on the spot, and then carried it back."

"Thanks to these magical chisels, otherwise it would be not enough to live for a year if you want to polish this stone into a hair!"

Ye Qing could imagine how much hardship the father and son suffered in the past four days.

He asked quietly, "Is it worth it?"

Pan said angrily:

"How come it's not worth it? This is a ritual tool for polishing the sun and the sky. I still think this stone is not good enough!"

"A ritual instrument, of course, it must be polished with the best and most beautiful stones!"

"But the best stone in Xishan is such a stone, and I can't find a better stone."

"I heard from my father that the stones of the Witch King of the Dayu Kingdom polishing the ritual vessels are good. They are smooth, moist and beautiful, but such good stones are only available in the mountains of the Dayu Kingdom."

OK, you won!

Since the stone has been picked back, Ye Qing no longer has to worry about this issue.
To be continued...