Chapter 1192 The Machine Without Feelings (2 in 1)
The mine in Tieshan residential area.
After this period of mining, the mine in the Tieshan residential area seems to have undergone a lot of changes.
In the mining area, the deepest part has sunk down almost two meters.
At this time, the weather is hot, but there are still people working here.
These people mine iron ore here.
The people who mine iron ore are basically slaves.
These people are generally war sects who were previously captured from the Red Tiger tribe.
Those who wanted to launch a war against the Qingque Tribe were either dead or became slaves and were mining here.
As for those who were close to the Qingque tribe at that time, they all became citizens of the Qingque tribe.
Some of them have even achieved a certain status in the Qingque tribe through their own efforts.
Three people have become grassroots managers, managing some slaves here.
That is, people who originally belonged to the same tribe as them.
At the beginning, some old men of the Qingque tribe were a little worried about letting these people manage these slaves. After all, these people, like these slaves, were from the Red Tiger tribe before.
But after a while, everyone's worries basically disappeared.
When these people who originally belonged to the Red Tiger Tribe managed these slaves from the Red Tiger Tribe, not only did they show no mercy, they were even stricter and more ruthless than the rest of the Qingque Tribe!
Regarding this phenomenon, the Second Senior Brother and some other people were not sure why, and they once asked the Son of God about this matter.
I remember that Shenzi once smiled and said something - the two devils are more terrifying than the devils...
"Hurry up and dig! What are you waiting for? Don't you want to eat?!"
A person who looked like a supervisor was standing here, pointing at a person and scolding loudly.
This man had injuries on his body, with bruises and bruises. When he started doing things, he seemed to have difficulty moving.
Hearing the scolding, the man shrank back, did not dare to hesitate, and quickly started to continue working.
The person who scolded him glanced at him with a look of disgust in his eyes.
The other slaves on the side looked at this man and three other people not far away who looked similar to this man, with some gloating or other expressions of disgust on their faces.
These three people were either bystanders or some of the people who caused trouble at the celebration banquet given to Han Youli and were beaten by the second senior brother.
The second senior brother did not ask anyone to kill them or exile them, but directly brought them here to mine.
Of course, correspondingly, these people have also been deprived of their citizenship and become glorious slaves, participating in mining here.
Han Youtu felt the pain coming from his body. He lowered his head and looked at the sign hanging on his neck, which represented his slave status. Thinking back on his experiences in the past two days, he felt as if he had done a terrible thing.
A nightmare, and I haven’t woken up from this nightmare until now!
He felt deep regret, but also puzzled.
He still hasn't figured out why the usually easy-to-talk Second Brother and the rest of the tribe reacted so harshly and became so heartless!
A few of them just made some complaints, so they directly dealt with them like this!
Just give them a beating, but actually turn them into the most humble slaves in the tribe!
Thinking about these things in my heart, the more I thought about Han Youtu, the more I felt aggrieved, unable to understand, and unbelievable!
Of course, in addition to these, there are also regrets mixed with resentment.
"Woooooooo..."
It was also at this time that crying suddenly came from the side.
"I was wrong, I was wrong~ Please tell Second Senior Brother that I was wrong, I will never do this again..."
Along with the crying, there were words like this.
Han Youtu turned around and saw a man kneeling on the ground, looking very broken and crying.
This person was none other than someone who was made a slave with him.
Looking at this man's appearance, Han Youtu's already uncomfortable mood became even more uncomfortable and heavier.
This man's cries did not bring him any mercy, only contemptuous looks and ridicule.
These things soon turned into scolding to make them work hard!
Han Youtu silently watched the scene in front of him and worked silently.
Before, he felt that he already knew a lot about the Qingque tribe and the people in the tribe.
Tolerance, kindness, kindness, and unity are his greatest feelings for the Qingque tribe people.
He thought that the Qingque tribe was what he saw.
But now, after experiencing these things, he has a new understanding of the Qingque Tribe and the people of the Qingque Tribe.
The people of the Qingque tribe are indeed kind, united and tolerant. Many beautiful things in the world can be found and experienced here in the Qingque tribe.
But the prerequisite for this is that you are a member of the Qingque tribe, or a friend of the Qingque tribe.
If you become an enemy of the Qingque Tribe or a sinner among the Qingque Tribe, then these things have nothing to do with you!
What the Qingque Tribe gives you is only coldness and ruthlessness!
Han Youtu thought this in his heart, and his whole body became extremely emotional and helpless.
If I had known earlier that the Qingque Tribe was like this, I wouldn't have done this at that time, right?
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The Qingque Lord tribe does not know what happened in the Tieshan residential area.
The extremely long distance between the two, as well as the very backward communication methods of this era, made the communication between the two places extremely long and difficult.
However, Han Cheng was not worried about whether Tieshan Residential Area would cause any trouble because of this.
Because there is Second Senior Brother, the elder of the tribe, there.
Time passes little by little, and the harvest of millet here in the main tribe has also come to an end.
Some hemp plants that were planted relatively early are almost ready to be harvested at this time.
Some children sometimes break or use sickles or other tools to cut a few flax plants to weave small whips.
Such a whip is only useful when it is wet.
If you wait until the sun dries it and loses the moisture, it will become light and weightless in your hand, making it extremely uncomfortable.
The children in the tribe would not throw away such a whip, but would peel off the hemp skin completely and put it in the tribe's textile courtyard.
People in the tribe don't like to see things being wasted.
These hemp used by children to play with are of great use in the tribe.
At this time, the hemp is basically mature, and the hemp skin can be used to rub ropes and the like.
Bringing the hemp skins that have been played with back to the tribe is a requirement of the adults in the tribe for these children, and it is also a condition for allowing these children to play with hemp whips.
A self-sufficient life is always full of busyness.
Because everything you need needs to be done by yourself.
Just like the Qingque tribe now.
The harvest of millet has basically come to an end, and everyone who was slightly liberated from this matter did not take much rest before immersing themselves in other matters.
Among these tasks, the most labor-intensive is spinning and weaving.
It is a very common sight for the women in the tribe to carry a small basket or handbag with them, which contains soaked and beaten twine, and spin the thread here with a spinning top in their hands.
This kind of work can be done by anyone from underage women to already old women.
Many things are done when they are fresh at the beginning, but will not work if you continue them for many years.
People will only feel a deep sense of boredom from it.
Nothing is easy in life, nor is there much romance. It may seem like freedom, but in fact there is not much room for choice.
In order to live, in order to continue to live.
It can't be said to be better, but it won't get worse if we continue to live. Even if it feels boring, people need to continue to do these things.
this is life.
Han Cheng sat here, watching Bai Xuemei spin the hemp thread used for weaving with a spinning top. Even if he didn't participate in it, just sitting here and watching, he already felt a strong sense of excitement from it.
dull.
Recalling the repeated movements of people in the tribe spinning threads, he immediately felt that the people in the tribe were not human at all when doing these things, but transformed into a machine!
Regarding spinning thread, people in the tribe have also made certain improvements.
For example, the shape of the thread spinning top has been improved, and the hemp fiber used for spinning has been treated with some special methods to make it more suitable for spinning.
But so far, no breakthrough progress has been made.
Compared with the previous time, the speed of tribal spinning has increased to a certain extent, but this improvement has a certain limit and is not significant enough.
Faced with this situation, can I do something to solve the problems faced by the people in the tribe?
Han Cheng sat here thinking.
After such thoughts arose, Han Cheng immediately had the answer in his mind.
The answer is machines.
Use real machines to replace people and let machines do the work that should be done by machines and requires a lot of repetition.
Well, a machine without emotions is even worse than an emotionless killer.
Han Cheng had long had the idea of making a machine that could truly break away from the thread spinning top, a primitive spinning tool.
But it has never been put into action.
On the one hand, it is because he himself does not know much about these things.
On the other hand, he has always been busy with many things.
Of course, another reason is that he feels that through the gradual development of the tribe, people's understanding of textiles and other things has continued to deepen, and more and more technologies have been accumulated, they will eventually be able to break through these limitations.
But now it seems that the tribe can break through these technologies, but this time is a bit touching. I don’t know how long it will take.
In the past, Han Cheng didn't think this was anything, but now, when he turned his eyes from other places and landed on the matter of spinning thread, he quickly abandoned his original thoughts and wanted to do his best.
This matter will be resolved soon.
After the emergence of machines, people are still indispensable to operate the machines, but the people who operate the machines are much more relaxed than before.
Moreover, because of the relatively high efficiency of the machine, many people can be freed from spinning.
Whether it's resting or doing other things, it's all good.
"Have you ever thought about making a tool that can be used to spin thread, making spinning easier and faster?"
Han Cheng withdrew his gaze from the spinning top that was being rubbed in Bai Xuemei's hand, and looked at Bai Xuemei asking aloud.
Hearing Han Cheng's question, Bai Xuemei stopped what she was doing, looked at Han Cheng and said, "Think about it, even in your dreams!"
When she said these words, Bai Xuemei's eyes sparkled.
But it quickly dimmed.
"I just don't have any ideas and can't do it well."
Han Cheng reached out and touched Bai Xuemei's head.
"I want to do it too."
Han Cheng said with a smile, with a smile on his face, as if he had already thought of a solution.
At this hint, Bai Xuemei's eyes suddenly lit up again.
"Brother Cheng, do you have any idea?!"
She jumped up and took Han Cheng's hand, looking extremely excited and happy.
Han Cheng stretched his face forward and said nothing, but still had the same suggestive look on his face.
After receiving the signal, Bai Xuemei didn't hesitate for a moment, and directly leaned forward and pecked Han Cheng.
When Han Cheng saw that he had succeeded in tricking his wife, he couldn't help but smile obscenely.
"There's nothing I can do."
Han Cheng looked at Bai Xuemei and told the truth.
Bai Xuemei was stunned for a moment: "Didn't you say you knew? You also said that as long as I kiss you, you would tell me?"
Han Cheng looked shocked: "When did it happen? I didn't. Don't talk nonsense. I just asked you if you wanted to."
Bai Xuemei became even more confused. Soon, she realized that she had been tricked by someone.
"Brother Cheng, you are bullying others!"
Bai Xuemei said this with full of grievance.
After thinking about it, he also stretched his face forward, showing a look that he refused to suffer, and insisted on taking back the kiss he just kissed Han Cheng...
Playing between husband and wife can easily turn sour. After a while, the content and scale of play begin to become different.
Go deeper.
"This can't continue like this. We have to find a way to solve this problem, otherwise it will be too tiring."
Han Cheng held down Bai Xuemei's hand that was drawing circles on his chest and said this.
He seems to have itchy skin all over his body, the same parts, the same movements, he likes to do it to Bai Xuemei, but if Bai Xuemei does it to him in turn, he will feel extremely itchy...
