Chapter 153: People Like Luban and Alien Civilization
The half piece of wood used as the lintel is very wide and thick, and the wider part is inside the wooden frame. Therefore, compared with the outside of the door frame, the height between the top and bottom must be reduced by at least five centimeters.
It is precisely because of this that the door that was originally placed loosely outside the door frame was stuck after being moved inside the door frame and placed close to the door frame. Even if you let go, the door will not tilt to one side as much as before.
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Lame's eyes lit up, and he felt like he had found the right direction.
In his joy, he pulled the door with his hand and began to try to open and close it. The wooden stick that protruded up and down on one side of the door got stuck between the lintel and the ground. With the limp pulling, the door started to rotate around the stick.
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The door was opened, and Lame's eyes became brighter. By now, he was convinced that his method was right.
He tentatively opened and closed the door, gradually frowning again.
In this way, the door can indeed be opened and closed, but it is very unstable. If you are not careful, it will tilt or run out of the door lintel. Moreover, it is very heavy when opening and closing, unlike the two gates installed on the fence.
So light.
"Son of God."
Lame once again opened the door from the inside and looked up to see the Son of God holding a small basket full of rapeseed standing not far from the door, looking at him with a smile, and quickly greeted him.
"Very good, well done."
Han Cheng called to a child from the tribe who was running by here, handed her a basket with small rapeseed in her hand, and asked her to carry it to the cave. He also told the person in charge of cooking that the soup would be cooked later.
Put these rapeseed inside.
After explaining this, Han Cheng looked at the door carefully for a while, then looked at Lame up and down, and praised him with a smile.
Lame was very happy to be praised, and immediately pointed to the door and shook his head and said: "If you don't pretend well, you will fall down."
After finishing speaking, he looked at Han Cheng expectantly, hoping to get a solution from the Son of God to overcome this difficulty and defeat the evil spirit of the devil.
Han Cheng thought for a moment, then came to the house with Lai, and asked Lai to close the door again and straighten it.
Asking Lame to stay still, he used a broken piece of tile he had just picked up to draw a semicircle on the ground against the wooden door shaft.
The lintel was too high from the ground, so Han Cheng, who was not as tall as Wu Dalang, could not reach it, so he had to leave it to the lame to draw circles around the door axis.
Fortunately, this wooden door is not heavy. You only need to use some strength to push it against the door frame, so that it will not move. Well, it is not connected.
The lame man held the wall with one hand, his feet slightly pointed, and held a tile in the other hand to draw circles against the door shaft above.
Although tiles are far less visible than red bricks, they can still leave traces if repeated several times.
After the circle was drawn, Han Chenggong asked Lame to remove the door from here and move it outside again.
Looking at the circle drawn on the lower part of the lintel, Han Cheng suddenly put his hand on his forehead, feeling helpless.
After all the calculations, I still missed a step.
When I first built the door, I just wanted to drill holes in the lintel after the door was built. This way, I could accurately position the holes and avoid blinding them.
It was only then that he suddenly remembered that this was not the future, and with the current drilling technology, it was really difficult to drill such a hole in the air.
Han Cheng looked at the lintel that had been completely built into the wall. After thinking about it, he gave up the idea of removing it and drilling holes. Otherwise, this good new house would become a broken house before people moved in.
Of course, another reason is that this is more troublesome than drilling holes in the air, and it will also seriously affect the firmness of the door frame. It is really not worth the gain.
After lamely moving the door back, I saw Shenzi looking up and staring at the half-circle he had drawn with a strange look on his face. He immediately felt a little flustered and worried that it was because he had done something bad and that Shenzi was like this.
Han Cheng withdrew his gaze from the circle on the door lintel and saw Lame's uneasiness. After a moment's thought, he realized that this guy had gone astray, and he quickly talked about drilling holes in it with a smile.
After Lai heard this, his uneasiness was greatly reduced. After thinking for a while, he said that he would definitely get the hole out, and he even beat his chest with his hands to make sure.
After saying this, Lai immediately made a big ball of mud and lit up a big fire not far from the door.
I brought two stones to set the foot, and then put mud on the lintel, covering a large area, leaving only the circle.
Then he took out a burning stick from the burning fire and brought it to the round hole to burn it.
One hand is holding the firewood stick, and the other hand is holding the bone blowtorch to blow air to light the fire. When the fire on the firewood stick is extinguished, the top part with the charcoal is put up, and then blows the air.
However, this is indeed too troublesome. Not only is the posture uncomfortable, but the charcoal is also easy to extinguish or fall off.
It would be great if there were metal fire tongs at this time. You could directly pick up the burned coals without it being as difficult as it is now.
Han Cheng, who was looking at Lame from the side, nodded slightly. The method used by Lame was the same as what he had thought. It seemed that the first carpenter of the Qingque tribe had been trained by him.
If the Qingque tribe can be passed down forever, Lame will probably become someone like Lu Ban, right?
Well, it should be passed down, after all, the witch and his disciple Shitou have been working tirelessly to record things on the pottery tablets.
Lameness will definitely be recorded.
What about yourself?
Han Cheng suddenly thought of this question. If the Qingque tribe becomes powerful enough and its influence becomes more and more profound, he should become a god like Gonggong and Zhu Rong in ancient mythology, or even become a being like the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor.
possible.
Han Cheng was thinking about this, and his face suddenly twitched, because he suddenly remembered the witch's record about his origin, and lightning and thunder fell from the sky...
It is estimated that he will be regarded as an alien by later generations, and the early Qingque tribe civilization is more likely to be classified as an alien civilization.
Thinking like this, Han Cheng was somewhat hopeful that after an unknown number of years, someone would dig out all this that had been sealed in dust.
When the time comes, those archaeological experts will definitely be shocked. It’s interesting to think about it.
"Son of God."
There was a voice that woke Han Cheng out of this unfocused fantasy. When he looked up, it was the wood that he had brought back from the quarry.
Han Cheng took the wood and looked for a relatively upright stone with length, width and height of about fifteen, eleven and eight centimeters respectively.
He asked the sweaty limp who was standing on the stone with his arms raised and his head burned to rest, while he and Mu Mu moved the big stone to the place where the circle had just been drawn, and after adjusting a few positions
, and used a short ruler to draw a cross on the relatively flat surface of the stone, and with the cross as the center, a circle was drawn, which was larger than the circle on the ground.
