After cleaning with salt water, Han Chengcheng wanted to apply the 'thorn horn bud' just like this, but then he thought that the weather is hot now, the wound is prone to inflammation, and simple salt water may not be enough to achieve the expected effect.
Everyone in the Qingque tribe is the most precious asset in Han Cheng's eyes, and he doesn't want them to be harmed.
After thinking about it for a moment, he walked over to Lame, who was weaving a tassel head.
The weaving of taffy heads is mostly made of wicker, wattle and other slender and soft branches. Because there is a willow tree in the upper reaches of the river, most of the tawny heads weaved by the Qingque tribe are willow baskets.
Han Cheng pulled out two willow sticks from the pile of branches, broke them, and boiled them in a boiling clay pot. After boiling for a while, he poured out the willow branch water that turned a little green and yellow inside. After a while,
After letting the water cool down, use willow water to clean the wound.
Willow bark contains an element that is the same as the main component of an anti-inflammatory drug in later generations.
These were things he learned in class back then. It was so old that he had forgotten the details. He only remembered that willow branch water can be used to reduce inflammation. Then he remembered it and used it.
After washing it again with willow water, Han Cheng picked up the 'thorn horn bud' he had just brought back, picked off the leaves and rubbed them in his hands.
Don't use too much force when kneading, otherwise the small thorns on the edges of the leaves of the thorns will easily penetrate into the flesh.
Even though Han Cheng's hands now have a not too thick layer of calluses, they still can't withstand these small thorns.
The thorn horn buds that had been rubbed until there was faint green juice covered the wound on Liang's instep. After this delay, the blood that had been flowing slowly stopped quickly.
"You, sit here and don't move."
As Han Cheng spoke, he specifically pointed to the swollen injured foot, which meant that special attention should be paid to this foot.
Liang, who was originally trembling with fear, is no longer trembling. Over the past year or so, they have witnessed too many miracles and have developed a blind trust in Han Cheng.
Since the Son of God said that he would be fine, he should not die in pain like his mother.
Liang recalled what Shenzi had just done. He had never seen anything like this before, and the fear in his heart diminished.
When Han Cheng was doing this, Wu stayed aside and watched as usual, thinking of recording the results after they came out.
Wu was even more worried about Liang's injured foot than Liang.
Because in the past, more than one person in the tribe died due to ulcerated wounds.
Just now, Han Cheng said that doing so would greatly reduce the ulceration of the wound. The witches who were standing aside heard it. This person who worried about the continuation of the tribe, after learning such news, he
It would be weird if you don't care.
However, this time he did not ask Han Cheng directly for confirmation, but wanted to see the results from Liang.
So in the following days, besides lying on the edge of the rabbit circle while stroking the rabbit with the dark circles and watching the rabbits eating grass, Wu had another job, which was to look at the bright wounds.
foot.
Han Cheng had just finished taking care of Liang's feet here and before he could even take a breath, something happened again over there!
Or the pole was broken.
This time it was Shang who broke the pole. Fortunately, he had learned a lesson from the past. Shang had been paying attention when picking things. When the pole broke and the tip fell, he nimbly dodged to the side and was not injured by the stone.
arrive.
The Qingque tribe became a little panicked, and accidents happened one after another, which made them think that their actions angered the gods, so the gods brought disasters.
After all, building houses and building walls with stones have never been carried out...
Even Wu and his senior brother came to question Han Cheng, with panic and uneasiness on their faces.
The transportation of stones and the laying of foundations stopped again.
Han Cheng frowned slightly and looked at the two broken poles. He didn't believe that this was a punishment from the gods, even though he still wears the hat of the Son of God.
The two poles were not broken in the middle, but where the grooves were carved at both ends.
This groove is used to catch the items being carried so that they don't swing around.
Han Cheng asked someone to take a intact pole and put it in front of him to look at it. His brows furrowed again because he had discovered the problem.
The grooves at both ends of the pole are much deeper and wider than before, and the surface texture has been broken.
It would be strange if such a carrying pole did not break while picking rocks!
The reason why Han Cheng frowned was that he remembered that before, the groove on the pole was only shallow. How did it expand to this extent now?
Only Lame, a carpenter and weaver, could make the pole like this.
Han Cheng called Lai to inquire. Lai seemed very nervous, worried that he would be punished by the Son of God for making a mistake.
Through a somewhat stuttering statement, Han Cheng finally figured out the whole story.
In the past, the shoulder poles of the Qingque tribe were only used to carry water, because the ropes were thin and soft, and the shallow grooves were naturally suitable for the task.
But with the advent of the pole, the carrying pole seemed a bit at a loss.
Such a shallow groove cannot accommodate the semi-circular tao head handle, which is many times thicker and hard and has no toughness at all. If you use such a pole to pick the tao head, the tao head will often slide, which is very uncomfortable.
These people found the lame who was responsible for making these things.
At that time, Han Cheng was busy instructing people to harvest and dry rapeseed. He felt that it was not necessary to bother the son of God with such a small matter, so he made changes by himself, using a stone chisel to deepen and expand the groove. After doing this, the rafter head stopped running around.
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In the past, everyone used shoulder poles and poles to carry things that were not very heavy, and there were no problems. But now they have to carry rocks instead, and problems immediately arise.
After finding the problem, Han Cheng was about to tell everyone the reason and tell them not to panic, but then he changed his mind.
Looking at the uneasy Qingque tribe members who regarded him as their backbone, Han Cheng felt that it was necessary to instill some ideas into them so that they should not be so superstitious about the gods, or should not be so blindly obedient.
If you are here, you will naturally not lead the tribe into the ditch. If you are no longer here, will someone take advantage of this to do whatever you want?
But it’s hard to say this, because he now has the aura of a god. If all this is explained clearly, it will have an extremely bad impact on him and the entire Qingque tribe.
Han Cheng was very distressed and could not think of a good solution.
The people who had been watching him were even more frightened when they saw that the Son of God, who had always been omnipotent, had such a complex and troubled expression, and could not come up with a solution for a long time. Some people even thought about destroying all these stones.
They were moved back and no longer built with stones.
