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Chapter 436 Strange Wood

The Qingque tribe is not big, and Han Cheng is the focus of the whole tribe, the kind with his own flashlight.

Everything that happened to him, as long as it was not deliberately concealed, would soon become known to everyone.

The Son of God planned to make a tool that could grind rice without using any human effort. This was something that was beyond everyone's knowledge and had the characteristics of "new and strange", so it didn't take long for everyone in the tribe to know about it.

The people who were most happy to receive such news were naturally those people in the tribe who often pounded rice. They were naturally happy that they no longer had to grind rice all day long.

But after I was so happy, I also thought about what it would be like to be able to grind rice without anyone using any force.

But I racked my brains and couldn't think of a reason.

Not only them, but many people in the tribe also thought this way in their hearts, but the result was also fruitless.

In their opinion, this thing is completely impossible.

However, over the years, Son of God has accomplished so many "impossible" things, so they don't really believe that Son of God can't accomplish them.

It's just that the number of people going to the carpenter's room has increased again, and they all want to see what kind of tools the god's son can make even though he's still lame.

Among the people who came to watch, Mu Mu, the mason, was not included, because he had something to be busy with.

At this moment, he was banging on a stone with a hammer and an iron drill in one hand.

From time to time, fine stone chips will fly and stone powder will rise.

There is a layer of white stone powder on the body, face, and hair...

Mu Mu ignored all this and just focused on doing what he was doing.

On his mouth, he wore a white, extremely thick mask, covering his nose, mouth and half of his face.

At first, Mu Mu thought it was uncomfortable to wear and wanted to remove it, but Shenzi didn't allow it, saying that he might get sick, so he didn't dare to remove it.

Over time, he got used to it, and now it has reached the point where whenever he is making stone tools, he will find a mask to wear.

The thing he is making now is a stone mortar, which is very similar to the original one in the tribe.

However, the construction speed is many times faster than the original one.

Because the previous stone mortar was carved out bit by bit with stones, but the current one had an iron drill and hammer, so the speed was naturally different.

For a short period of time, his job was to cut stone mortars.

This is not because his speed is particularly slow, but because there are many stone mortars that need to be cut, at least five.

The purpose of these stone mortars is also known to wood, and it is related to the tool Shenzi is working on that can grind rice without people.

Mumu also wanted to see the tool that made him equally curious as soon as possible, so he went to work on the stone chisel and the mortar very hard.

"Wood, stop for a moment and go to the river to install the stone mortar."

Han Cheng came over to him and shouted.

Mu Mu put down the tools in his hands and patted a stone mortar beside him with his hand, which meant that he had already finished one.

He bent down and moved it, which seemed very difficult. The second senior brother came over, picked it up and walked away.

The wood suddenly became lighter.

As he walked forward with the team, he looked at the strange-looking long piece of wood being carried by Hei Wa and senior brother.

This piece of wood is a peeled tree trunk, thick at one end and thin at the other.

The thick one is over twenty centimeters in diameter, and the thin one is about fifteen centimeters.

A hole was drilled in the middle of the thick end, and a wooden stick with a thin top and a thick bottom was installed inside the head, forming an angle of 90 degrees with the tree trunk.

This wooden stick looks very similar to the stick used by the tribe to pound rice.

A hole was also cut out in the middle of the big tree trunk, towards the thick end, and it was cut horizontally.

Behind the hole, the top of the tree trunk was hollowed out, looking like a tribal canoe that had been shrunk countless times.

Mumu looked at the strange-looking things, and was a little confused for a moment. He didn't understand how this tree trunk was made like this.

Can such a tree trunk be used to automatically pound rice?

Such doubts lingered in his mind. Many people had similar thoughts to Mu Mu.

Even though the Son of God and Lame had made the tools, they still couldn't figure out how to use this strange-looking thing.

Han Cheng didn't explain much, but led the people all the way to the river.

Stop a little upstream of the brick kiln.

Here, there is a tributary that merges into a small river. The water is not very big. There is a height difference of about one meter between the river and the small river. It is suitable for placing the simple water dam he made.

He compared it here for a while and asked the second senior brother to put down the stone mortar.

Then the weird-looking tree trunk was placed there, and the special wooden stick under the big head was placed in the stone mortar.

The thin end extends toward the drop in the stream.

If you see that the distance is about the same, use the crossbar prepared in advance to pass through the hole made horizontally in the trunk of the tree.

Two small walls were built with stones on both sides of the horizontal bar to support the wooden bar.

Because the front of the tree trunk is heavy, when the horizontal bar is propped up, the tail is raised high and the front is smashed into the stone mortar.

Han Cheng walked to the end of the tree trunk, pulled the trunk down, then let go of his hand, and the unbalanced crossbar fell again.

The wooden stick attached to the bottom of the thick end hit the stone mortar and made a somewhat hollow sound.

The effect was pretty good, and Han Cheng nodded with some satisfaction.

The eyes of the people watching around couldn't help but light up after seeing Han Cheng's operation. They seemed to understand how this thing works all of a sudden.

But this understanding soon disappeared, and new doubts arose in my mind.

It seems that this method of pressing people can be carried out in the tribe, right? Why does the Son of God need to transport these things to the river?

And it doesn’t seem like people don’t have to use any force, right?

Han Cheng saw everyone's doubts and just smiled without explaining more.

Instead, let a few cripples nail three sticks in a line between the tree trunk and the water flow of the tributary of the creek.

The distance between sticks is half a meter.

Then bring a piece of bamboo, which is specially selected and relatively thick.

And the joints have been opened.

One end of the bamboo was placed at the drop of the tributary of the creek, and the other end was aligned with the end of the erected tree trunk.

As soon as the bamboo was placed, water flowed through the bamboo. After crossing a distance of more than one meter, it fell into the wooden trough that had been dug out in advance behind the tree trunk.

The water flow was not too fast, but by the time a few lame people fixed the bamboo tubes on the wooden stakes nailed there, the water in the tank was already full...


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