Han Cheng talked and gestured, and sometimes even drew a few lines on the ground with a stick to help the lame understand what a wheelbarrow was.
When he learned that a wheelbarrow could carry a lot of things at once, which was similar to a sledge that could no longer be used after the snow melted, Lame immediately became excited.
The deer pulling the sledge left a deep impression on him. After the ice and snow melted, the sledge could no longer be used, which made him very regretful.
He has also been thinking about how to make something similar to a sledge that can not only be used in winter.
In this way, tribal people will not be as tired as they are now when they carry harvested crops from the fields and transport dung to the fields.
It was just limited by his knowledge that he had never thought of such a method. Today, when he suddenly heard Han Cheng talking about the wheelbarrow, he felt that a door that had been blocked in his heart for a long time suddenly opened, and he suddenly became enlightened.
This is what I have always wanted to create!
"Son of God!"
Lame stood up suddenly from the ground and looked at Han Cheng. He was so excited that he didn't know what to say to express his feelings.
Han Cheng was also a little surprised by Lame's overly strong reaction, and then he smiled knowingly.
You can't live without being crazy or crazy.
"Bang bang bang..."
After having something new and challenging to do, Lame's whole body was filled with excitement.
Carrying an ax, sawing, cutting wood, making fire to burn soft wood, bending it into a circle, and then making wooden wheels...it was a joy to do.
Influenced by Han Cheng, when Ling Zai was making a handcart, the first thing he started to do was the wooden wheel. After all, this was the most critical point.
The lameness when entering the work state is a bit scary. He is holding an ax, his face and hands are stained with black ash, and his head is also stained with grass clippings and bark. Sometimes he frowns and looks sad.
Sometimes he would burst out laughing again, and after muttering a few words to himself, he would hit the tree stick with the ax a few times.
When you start, it's light and sometimes heavy.
When it's heavy, sawdust flies everywhere; when it's light, it's as gentle as a lover's caress...
As more and more discarded wood was discarded around Lame, the circle that appeared in his hand became more and more rounded, and the quality of the wooden wheel became better and better.
"Hey hey hey..."
Five or six days later, Lame stood in front of Han Cheng with a wooden wheel in his hand. He didn't say a word, just kept smiling.
At this time, Lame seemed to have lost a lot of weight, his eye sockets were sunken, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and his whole person had a kind of fatigue radiating from his bones.
Han Cheng solemnly took the wooden wheel from Lai's hand, looked at it carefully, and gave Lai a thumbs up.
He patted him hard on the shoulder and praised: "Well done! You have solved this problem. Now go eat some food, take a bath, and have a good sleep!"
Seeing Lame turning back happily, Han Cheng, who was holding the heavy wooden wheel, couldn't help but sniff, this guy is really desperate!
Lame is undoubtedly the most watched person in the entire tribe today, because the Son of God personally cooked a meal for him today.
Not only are there delicious slices of meat stir-fried with vegetables, but there are also steamed pieces of meat that are crispy and fragrant after being coated with a layer of honey!
The fried eggs after adding chopped green onions are enough for a plate!
It's so yellow that it makes people salivate just looking at it.
In addition, there is a small pot of fragrant deer milk that has been boiled with a lot of honey, and a large bowl of wine that is sour but will make you feel comfortable after drinking it...
Lame picked up a piece of meat and threw it into his mouth, making a squeaking sound as he ate it.
Before the food in his mouth could be chewed and swallowed, another large piece of plump and trembling meat was put into his mouth.
There is no need to chew it with your teeth, just push it hard with your tongue and it will melt.
Then lower your head and take a sip of the fragrant and sweet deer milk, not to mention how beautiful it is!
"Gudong!"
"Gudong!"
Seeing Lame devouring a mouthful of meat and deer milk, the rest of the Qingque tribe holding bowls couldn't help but swallow hard.
The second senior brother even pulled out a crystal silk thread from the corner of his mouth.
However, envy is just blind envy, because the Son of God only made so much of such delicious food, and only the lame person can enjoy it, and no one else can enjoy it.
Even the Son of God, the witch, and the senior brother as the leader are all the same.
In the words of the Son of God, this is the treatment that those who have made great contributions to the tribe should receive.
If other people can make great contributions to the tribe, they can also enjoy such treatment.
After receiving such stimulation, everyone in the Qingque tribe screamed for a long period of time, whether they were working or doing other things, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
Lame raised the plate high, waited until the last drop of juice fell into his mouth, then put the empty plate down, burped beautifully, and then took a hot bath, then lay on the kang.
As soon as I lay down, I started snoring.
Han Cheng saw everyone's reactions in his eyes and couldn't help but smile to himself. This was the effect he wanted.
With such a clear example as Lame, there is no need to worry about other people in the tribe not doing their best for the tribe.
After taking a nap with Bai Xuemei in his arms, Han Cheng walked out of the room and followed the man carrying the hoe to the millet field.
The population of the Qingque tribe has increased a lot compared to before, and they are capable of doing several things at the same time.
The millet is growing very well and is now almost twenty centimeters deep, reaching Han Cheng's calf.
Rows of people stood there, and it was gratifying to see them.
When the wind blows, these green seedlings will dance with the wind, like green waves, running towards the distant woods one after another.
If he hadn't considered that this was food, Han Cheng would have had the urge to roll on it.
Seeing such a scene makes people feel happy.
The bone hoe, sharpened by the soil, jumped briskly in the seedlings, scratching the somewhat hard soil and removing the weeds growing on it that competed with the seedlings for fertilizer.
Loosen and weed these intoxicating seedlings.
Under the warm sunshine, the nose is filled with the fresh scent of grass seedlings and wild grass.
These seedlings, carefully cared for by the Qingque tribe, are growing very well, with green leaves and some even turning black in some places, which shows that the fertility of the land is very strong.
But in this picturesque field, there are also some different colors.
There are a dozen scattered patches of yellow, breaking the harmony and unity of this green wilderness.
These yellowing seedlings are just for comparison, not to mention the dung, they are the ten acres where there was no plant ash at all.
These seedlings are not only yellow, but also slender, and their height cannot keep up with the fertilized seedlings.
There is no need to wait for the autumn harvest, now you can clearly see the difference between fertilizing and not fertilizing.
