After seeing that all the ice caves had been dug and the work of spearing and transporting fish was proceeding in an orderly manner, Han Cheng turned around and ran into the cave without any hesitation.
This damn weather is so cold. The two eggs were frozen and disappeared, and the little bird shrank down to only a small head. It was pitiful to look at it.
If he didn't go back to stay warm, Han Cheng was really worried that he would never be happy again in the future.
When Han Cheng came back, the first batch of fish caught today had been transported back to the cave.
Han Cheng squatted by the fire to warm himself up for a while. He only felt that his hands and feet were strangely itchy. He knew immediately that something was wrong. His hands and feet were probably frostbitten!
He warmed himself here for a while, held his hands and feet for a while, and then returned to the inner cave after his body became warmer.
There was a faint smile on Wu's face, and he was using a 'stone pen' to carve something on the stone slab. According to Han Cheng's previous experience, it was probably because he could get fish from under the ice in winter.
Han Cheng stood aside quietly and watched for a while. Seeing that Wu Zhi was serious and completely immersed in his own world, he did not disturb him and went out again quietly.
He came to a place in the cave specially used to store furs and began to rummage through it.
Because the tribe lived by fishing, hunting and gathering, they had accumulated a lot of fur over the years, but many of them had lost their fur due to age.
But usually, such skins are used to wrap fruits, and the good ones are kept to keep out the cold.
Han Cheng rummaged around here for a while and found four rabbit skins that didn't shed much.
Because rabbit skins are too small and too troublesome to tie around the body to keep out the cold, rabbit skins are not very popular among tribes.
However, these things are very useful to Han Cheng.
He put the rabbit skin on the ground, pressed his right hand on the rabbit skin, and folded the rabbit skin with his left hand to cover it. A warm feeling immediately spread to him.
Han Cheng frowned. Compared to his hands, the rabbit skin was still too big. A rolled rabbit skin could hold four or five of his hands!
The gloves made in this way are extremely inconvenient to wear, and they don't keep you warm either.
He came to the place where the tools were stored and found the stone knife that the tribe usually used to disembowel animals. He held it in his hand and looked at it twice, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
This stone knife is okay for a strong adult to use to cut open the body of a recently dead animal. In my current state, I still have to deal with dry skin, which is really unrealistic.
Sure enough, after he spread the leather on the ground, pressed the leather with one hand, and held the stone knife in the other, pulling it back and forth for more than ten minutes, but there was no sign of the leather cracking, Han Cheng gave up the idea of splitting the leather into two.
Forget it, I can’t make gloves, I can just make a hand warmer.
He comforted himself by doing the next best thing, then put the stone knife back where it was, took the leather and walked elsewhere.
Get ready to start making a warm baby.
Han Cheng still failed to make a warm baby, not because there were few needles and threads, but because he opened the rabbit skin!
Of course not with your teeth.
But when he was already preparing to warm the baby, he suddenly remembered the method he used in later generations when he sometimes wanted to break the rope but didn't have tools like scissors.
He took the rabbit skin and came to the stone slab that was used as a door panel at the entrance of the cave. He chose the sharpest edge, then grabbed the rabbit skin with both hands, with the hairless side facing down, and pointed the edge at the edge of the skin.
In the middle, press it hard and rub it up and down.
Friction, friction...
This method is really good, at least it is much better than using a stone knife to cut dry skin.
Because this can use all the strength of the whole body, and because the friction speed is fast and the distance is long, it can speed up the decomposition of the skin after it heats up.
So after about a minute of friction, the leather became two halves.
The leather was finally finished, but the subsequent sewing became a big problem because there were not only no needles in the tribe, but also no thread!
Han Cheng had no choice but to use his brain to search for spitted fish bones all over the ground.
It's a pity that these fish bones are too fragile, or the skin is too thick. After breaking five or six fish bones in a row without a single needle hole appearing in the skin, Han Chengcheng had to give up this method.
There was no way to use the fish bone spurs, so Han Cheng could only think of other methods.
Yes, he picked up the stone again.
Place the leather on a large stone, then hold a sharp-headed stone in your other hand and hit the edge of the leather.
Sure enough, sometimes it is necessary to be more violent. After breaking several fish bones in a row, he had no choice but to use the skin. After encountering a stone, he quickly gave up. Han Cheng smashed a small hole in five or seven strokes.
After the first hole came out, he did not stop, but continued to use the stone to make holes in the leather, controlling the distance and trying to hit one every half centimeter. Of course, if he accidentally hit it crookedly, there would be no problem.
Now is the time to solve the problem of food and clothing, not the time to pay attention to appearance.
The sound of knocking in the cave pulled Wu out of his ethereal state of recording things.
He frowned, put down the 'stone pen' in his hand, rubbed his tired and sore fingers and wrists, and walked out of the inner cave, wanting to see who was making such a noise.
After seeing clearly that the person hitting with the stone was Han Cheng, he showed a slightly surprised look.
Wu walked to Han Cheng's side, and after seeing Han Cheng's movements clearly, there was a puzzled look in his eyes. He didn't understand why the Son of God would cut this good boy into two smaller parts, and also
It made so many small holes in the leather.
Isn’t the bigger the leather, the better?
Whether it is wrapped around the body to keep warm from the cold or used to wrap fruits, a large leather is far more useful than a small leather. Why did the Son of God make it smaller?
If it were before, Wu would have thought that this little guy was fooling around, but yesterday's experience was still fresh in his mind, making him unable to have the slightest contempt for this son of God who looked to be only six or seven years old.
Han Cheng looked up and saw Wu, and also noticed Wu's confusion. However, he did not explain anything because the tribal language was too simple. He wanted to explain clearly to Wu what he wanted to do and what this thing had.
The function requires a lot of effort, and it is not as convenient as making the gloves directly.
Han Cheng finally made small holes on three edges of the rabbit skin, which were considered needle holes.
The thread problem is easier to solve, because there is a kind of grass nearby that is very tough and can be used as a rope.
This kind of grass is plentiful, even inside the cave, and is used as firewood and spread under the body for warmth.
Under the watchful eye of the witch, Han Cheng found a relatively long piece of grass, folded the leather that made the hole in half, and began to use this kind of grass, which he called "rope grass", along the opposite small holes.
'Thread the needle'.
Han Cheng did not use the anti-positive acupuncture method that was common in later generations. This acupuncture method is not suitable for the current situation.
Instead, use tough rope grass to pass through the two holes that are folded together, wrap it back and forth twice, tighten it, and then pass it through the next hole.
After about twenty minutes, what was probably the first glove of this era appeared.