Chapter 1141 Sanxingdui civilization?! (two in one)
The pictures that appeared in Han Cheng's mind were pictures from history textbooks.
It was a big bronze mask.
The mask was covered in rust and patina.
The eyeballs, nose and mouth on the bronze mask are particularly prominent.
This kind of mask looks unique. It is very different from mainstream historical relics and looks unique.
Along with such masks, there are also some unique bronze trees that also look very unique.
Beside these pictures, there is some introduction about Sanxingdui.
Recalling the picture he had seen in his mind, and staring at the bronze mask in front of him for a while, the shock in Han Cheng's heart became more and more intense.
The mask in his hand is far less sophisticated than the mask in the picture in his memory, and there are many differences from the mask in the picture.
But if you compare them carefully, you can still see some similarities.
Just like the particularly protruding eyes on the mask in my hand!
Sanxingdui was the ancient Shu Kingdom before the Qinling Mountains. The place where it is now is also the area south of the Qinling Mountains. Geographically, it also belongs to the ancient Shu Kingdom.
Comparing the similarity between the simple mask in his hand and the exquisite mask in Sanxingdui civilization, Han Cheng's heart couldn't help but beat wildly.
Everything he saw before him, as well as so many coincidences, could not help but make him associate the two together.
Could it be that this Red Tiger Tribe is the tribe that created the Sanxingdui Civilization?
Is this the person who created the early Sanxingdui civilization?
Now, where I am, I have destroyed a similar Red Tiger tribe, which is the early civilization of Sanxingdui?
Thinking about these things in his heart, Han Cheng's mouth opened wider and wider, and the shock in his heart became more and more.
At the same time, there were also strange and indescribable feelings arising from my heart.
The whole person's head became dizzy.
If it is really as I guessed, and it seems to follow the normal historical process, I seem to have made a big mistake inadvertently!
Han Cheng stared at the bronze mask in his hand for a long time, his head was dizzy with many thoughts dancing around, and he shook his head vigorously.
He put aside all the thoughts in his heart that were caused by this bronze mask.
Regardless of whether the Red Tiger Tribe is inextricably linked to Sanxingdui as he suspected, the Red Tiger Tribe is now occupied by his own tribe.
Except for a few people, the rest either died or integrated into their own tribes.
Han Cheng had nothing else to say except to say cheers to those Red Tiger tribesmen who had escaped and let them continue to work hard to develop the tribe again.
After all, he is so busy. There are many things in his tribe that need to be busy, so how can he always think about these things.
Moreover, the Red Tiger tribe no longer exists, but it still has its own tribe.
If the historical complex is not considered, as far as the current situation is concerned, the Qingque tribe, which has its own existence, is more able to shoulder the important task of development, make this area better, and develop a culture.
Of course, even if it is not suitable, Han Cheng will definitely work hard to make it suitable.
Han Cheng thought this in his heart, and somewhat understood why the development level of the Red Tiger Tribe exceeded many tribes in this era.
Cao Gen, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but stretch out his hand to scratch his head as he stared at the bronze mask in his hand.
He was very confused and didn't know why the son of the god of his tribe behaved like this.
This strange thing made of bronze does not look very good, it is very rough, and the quality is not as good as that of my own tribe.
Apart from being weird, there is nothing else to like about it.
Moreover, it is of no use.
It is neither sharp nor can be used as a knife for cutting.
Nor can it be used as a tool for work.
Its only use seems to be to put it on the face.
But what kind of use is this?
Apart from being a hindrance, it has no use.
In the eyes of the grassroots, this thing is not as useful as a hoe in their tribe.
He picked it up and showed it to the Son of God because it had a strange shape, so he took it over to show it to the Son of God in his tribe.
But I didn't expect that this thing could actually attract such attention from the Son of God.
Could it be that this thing that looks very strange but is actually useless has some other uses that I don’t know about?
Otherwise, how could the extremely smart and wise Son of God from his own tribe become like this?
In the midst of Caogen's particularly curious thoughts, Han Cheng, who had been staring at the bronze mask for a while, looked away from the bronze mask.
"Since they don't want to go out, let them continue to live here."
Han Cheng pointed at the noseless Red Tiger tribesmen and explained to Cao Gen.
No matter whether these people like to stay here, they can continue to serve as miners and technicians here and shine for their own tribe.
Han Cheng likes to see people like this the most.
"However, the technology they have now cannot be used. We need to pass on our tribe's advanced technology and experience to them so that they can produce better things."
Han Cheng once again made an explanation.
Cao Gen nodded vigorously, indicating that he had remembered it.
The various minerals in this valley must be developed by Han Cheng.
Just relying on these women who are missing noses is not enough.
In the future, we need to continue to arrange for people to come in and intensify efforts to develop these minerals.
For these women who have lost their noses, Han Cheng will not change some habits and let them continue to live like this according to their own habits.
But Han Cheng decided to change some habits.
For example, they do not get married or have children.
This habit is not a good one.
Killing a woman's nature and depriving her of the opportunity to be a mother is too cruel.
Han Cheng must correct such a cruel thing.
I have been working here all the time. When I am working, there are a few fat dolls around me chattering. When I am tired from the work, I can beat the fat dolls to stretch their muscles and bones and relax their emotions to feel comfortable?
The matter is settled like this!
Han Cheng couldn't help but rub his hands, thinking excitedly.
Of course, the most important thing is that while doing these things, the population of your tribe can also get a good growth.
As for whether the children born to these women would also lack noses, it was not within the scope of Han Cheng's consideration at all.
After all, these women's noses were cut off the day after tomorrow, not formed congenitally.
So there is no need to worry about passing it on to the next generation.
"When arranging people to come in to work, arrange for more men to come in and let them live with these women."
Han Cheng said this to Long Legs walking beside him.
A good girl is afraid of stalking a man.
Even before these people, under the cruel rules of the Red Tiger Tribe, the idea of not living a happy life and not having children became deeply ingrained in their minds.
Driven by nature, one night, this restriction will be broken!
As for whether some male primitives would find these noseless female primitives ugly and refuse to have fun with them, Han Cheng was not worried at all.
After all, as one of the bosses in the comment section said, some men get so excited that they even do ewes.
And these women are just missing one nose, but they are much prettier than sows.
"Women should also be arranged to come in. It is best if her spouse is also here, so that they can all live together."
Han Cheng thought for a while and spoke to Long Legs again.
This move is just adding fuel to the fire.
Even if some people can finally hold on to some lines because of something, they will become vulnerable to the primitive tunes created by the people around them through their actual actions...
It can be said that Han Da Shen Zi is also very insidious and cunning.
After walking around the Red Tiger Tribe, a valley rich in mineral resources, and making some arrangements, Han Cheng, accompanied by Long Legs and others, finally left the valley and came to the Red Tiger Tribe.
Look out over the hills next to the tribe's residence.
"Don't demolish these houses yet. Let's live in them as they are. Let's plant rice seedlings in the surrounding paddy fields that have not yet been sown.
After planting the rice seedlings, a circle of walls was built around the houses."
Han Cheng stood on the top of the mountain and pointed at the residential area of the Red Tiger Tribe and explained this.
The grass root standing by the side nodded vigorously, indicating that he had written down the matter carefully.
Of course Cao Gen nodded vigorously.
Because Han Cheng had already said that he would be allowed to temporarily manage the Red Tiger Tribe and be responsible for various affairs.
Red Tiger Tribe?
Han Cheng muttered this in his heart, and then shook his head.
This sounds a little awkward.
The Red Tiger Tribe has disappeared, and now this place has become the place of my own tribe. It is still called the Red Tiger Tribe, and I always feel that something is not right, and it is easy for people to think of something.
Especially those people from the original Red Tiger tribe.
It's time to change the name of this place.
Han Cheng thought this in his heart.
After such thoughts appeared, something quickly appeared in Han Cheng's mind.
This thing is none other than that very crude bronze mask.
This place in the Red Tiger Tribe’s residential area may be called Sanxingdui from now on.
After this idea arose, Han Cheng quickly settled on it.
The name Sanxingdui is indeed appropriate for the occasion.
In fact, at the beginning, Han Chengcheng wanted to remove the "pile" at the end and make it into a two-character name.
But after realizing that removing the 'heap' would turn it into a three-star hotel, Han Chenggong gave up this idea.
This is not only because Samsung products are easy to explode and hurt people, but more importantly, to prevent the stick from being disgusting.
Although Han Cheng knew that his worries were somewhat unfounded, Han Cheng decided not to call them that.
It's better to call it Sanxingdui and it's safer.
Well, it doesn’t seem to be very safe.
Because some people have no brains and are accustomed to inventing history. If they are really serious, they can invent all races and all history in the entire world and become a derivative of their civilization...
Shaking his head and shaking off the shameless behavior of these shameless people, Han Cheng continued to stand here and watch the Red Tiger Tribe's settlement plan...
At night, an oil lamp flickered, illuminating the dark room.
Han Cheng sat at the table, holding a brush in one hand. He carefully raked the tip of the brush next to the inkstone made of bluestone. Then he sat up straight, transferred the pen in his hand to the paper, and then began to take it seriously.
of writing.
I wrote it very carefully, stroke by stroke.
Men who are serious are the most handsome.
But such handsomeness cannot last long.
"Crash."
"Bang!"
There was such a sound in the quiet room.
The paper that had just been written on was crumpled into a ball by Han Cheng's hands, and then he threw it hard into the corner of the room.
In this corner, there are seven or eight similar paper balls.
These were all thrown there by Han Cheng tonight.
Standing up and rubbing his head vigorously with his ink-stained fingers, Han Cheng couldn't help but have a wry smile on his face.
This calligraphy is still difficult.
Ever since he got the brush out, Han Cheng had been practicing calligraphy a lot.
With his continuous practice, it is certain that his calligraphy will improve greatly.
It's just that they are small characters, and when writing large characters, it is still easy to write poorly.
After rubbing his head, Han Cheng wandered around the room for a while. After still not being able to find the state, Han Cheng finally changed things to do and waited to write the three characters "Sanxingdui".
Han Cheng sat back at the table and took out a pamphlet from the table.
There are many numbers written on the booklet.
He flipped through it for a while, turned it to a page, and then unfolded it.
What is recorded above is the population of the tribe.
Then he took out a few more papers from the side.
Open it and spread it on the table.
There are a lot of numbers written on this piece of paper.
What is recorded above is the statistical change in the population of the tribe since the last time Han Cheng counted the population.
Han Cheng looked at these numbers and calculated them. After adding, subtracting and subtracting for a while, Han Cheng drew a horizontal line at the bottom of the paper and wrote a new number below - seven thousand five hundred and twenty-three!
(Thanks to book friend Seal for the 10,000 reward, haha...)
