With the experience of the old chief last time, the teaching went very smoothly this time, and the light spots quickly integrated into Wan's mind.
Seeing her closing her eyes to absorb the knowledge, Xiaobai didn't want to wait any longer. He had had enough of waking up and having awkward conversations and letting the system watch the jokes, so he decisively slipped back into the totem space.
Leather making requires fermentation, which is not as immediate as bow and arrow making. Leather making takes time. Slowly, primitive people will discover the benefits of cooked leather.
After Wan woke up, she found that Xiaobai had left. She felt a little disappointed. After bowing to the totem pole, she left quietly.
Although Xiaobai did not explain the magic of leather-making to her, through the knowledge passed into her mind, she also understood that this is a very magical technology. It turns out that an ordinary animal skin is not that simple.
Usually when people use animal skins, they basically peel off the animal skins and drape them around the body, and at most tie them with a vine.
Over time, the leather will develop an unpleasant rancid smell, making you feel very uncomfortable.
And if the leather is dried in the sun, the leather will become extremely hard and cannot be used at all. Therefore, the leather worn by the tribal people has to be replaced from time to time, and it cannot be stored for a long time.
With the art of leather making, things will be different in the future. Not only will the leather become softer, but it will also last longer.
It may not seem like a big change, but it actually saves a lot. More tribesmen can use leather, and winter will become warmer.
The technology that allows the tribe to die less is a magical skill, there is no doubt about it!
Wan returned to the tribe in an excited mood. She did not rush to announce that she had obtained the magical skill. Instead, she found a piece of leather and silently started leathermaking.
She knew that even if she announced the art of leather-making, others would not pay much attention to it. Her status in the tribe was not high. If she did not have a grandfather who was a chief, her status would be even lower and she might be abandoned by the tribe.
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This situation is due to the understanding of women in primitive times. The beautiful women in the minds of the tribesmen should be burly, powerful, with big breasts and butts, rough skin, and able to work. As for beauty and ugliness in appearance, that does not matter.
unimportant.
This kind of woman can give birth to excellent children, and the children will have better physiques and be more likely to survive.
And Wan is short, thin, with smooth and supple skin, and little strength. In the eyes of the tribal people, a woman like her is useless except for wasting food.
Although Wan is a bit naive, she is not stupid. It can even be said that she is much smarter than other tribesmen, so she is very aware of her situation.
Those who have not contributed to the tribe are unlikely to have a good end. Especially for such a small tribe, all materials are in short supply, and they do not need useless people.
She always wanted to show her usefulness, but unfortunately she couldn't.
Wan is sixteen years old and does not have a man yet. This is the best proof.
In Xiaobai's previous world, he was still a child at the age of sixteen, still studying in school and playing happily with his peers.
But not here, this is a primitive world. Because of the poor living environment, the lifespan of tribal people is generally not long. They are considered dead when they are thirty or forty years old. Those like the old chief who live to almost fifty years old are definitely a long life!
In a small tribe like Wan, adults are considered adults at the age of twelve, and there are many women with children at the age of fourteen. This is a very common situation.
Therefore, Wan, who is sixteen years old, is really an old girl.
Now that the gods have taught her the art of leathermaking, this is her opportunity. If she cannot seize it, she may really be abandoned by the tribe.
After absorbing the leather-making skills, Wan became busy. Through the old chief, she received two newly-appropriated leathers that were not very good. She planned to learn from the magic and make two cooked leathers for the tribesmen first, and wait for them to discover the benefits.
After that, the knowledge of leather making was taught to them, just like the technology of bow and arrow.
After getting the leather, she used a stone knife to remove the dirt on it, washed it with water, and then dried it.
This kind of behavior is extremely ridiculous in the eyes of the tribal people. Can the leather be used after it has been dried? It will become very hard and worthless. Only fresh leather can be used.
Wan's friends also reminded her not to do this, but Wan didn't listen at all. She believed that the techniques taught to her by the gods were correct.
After the hides were dried, she started the nitrification process with plant ashes and then hung them up to dry in the shade.
While Wan was making leather, Xiaobai was waiting boredly in the totem space, counting the time on his fingers. He felt that he had made a huge mistake and should not teach leathermaking.
"Huh? Does the host have other better technical options?" the system asked curiously.
"Of course there are, such as charcoal and herbs. The results are so quick! It's much better than leather-making!" Xiaobai smiled bitterly.
This was what he came up with later. If he wanted to stay warm in the winter, charcoal would be enough. He would have to make leather for the fur!
There were also herbs. He discovered that there were no witch doctors among the primitive tribes! When the tribesmen got sick or injured, they would still be heroes. If they could survive it, they would still be heroes. But if they couldn't survive it... emmm... they would still be heroes after eighteen years!
"The system feels relieved when the host says this." The system's voice contained a sigh.
"What do you mean?" Xiaobai looked confused.
"Because the host is still as stupid as before. I originally thought that the host suddenly changed his gender and learned to think. But..." The system's daily confrontation.
"roll"
Talking to the system is indeed full of tricks. If you are not careful, you will fall into the trap!
Leathermaking takes about twenty days, and the bored novice enjoys bickering with the system every day.
Wan took the dried leather from the shelf and felt the softness in her hands. The animal hair adhered tightly to the leather, which was completely different from the smelly leather in the past.
Surprise flashed in her eyes, and she jumped up to the old chief holding two pieces of leather.
"Grandpa!" Wan Xianbao handed the leather to the old chief.
"Huh?" The old chief looked at Wan suspiciously. He had naturally seen these two pieces of leather before, and he gave them to Wan.
Taking the leather from Wan's hand, the old chief was stunned for a moment, it was different, completely different!
As the chief of the tribe, he has seen too many animal skins. The quality of the skins can be easily distinguished, and the two skins in his hand are completely different from other animal skins. They are absolutely top-quality skins.
"Wan, what's going on with these two pieces of leather?" The old chief raised his head and asked seriously. As a chief, he is always thinking about how to make the tribe stronger, so he can naturally see the power of these pieces of leather.
"Grandpa, this is the leather-making skill given to me by God." Wan lowered her head and replied obediently.
The old chief was much smarter than the other primitive people. He understood Wan's thoughts after thinking about it for a while, and he couldn't help but nodded.
There is no elder who does not want the younger generation to do well. As Wan's grandfather, he naturally understands Wan's status in the tribe. Of course, he also hopes that Wan can live a better life.
"I will gather the tribesmen in the evening and show them your skin."
This was Wan's purpose. Hearing what the old chief said, he couldn't help but feel happy, and his beautiful eyes smiled like crescent moons.