Just wait a moment and I'll make one that can fly."
Han Dashenzi said to Shi Shi very calmly.
Holding a small snakeskin parachute, Shi Shi suddenly became cheerful again.
He was so surprised and happy that when he saw Han Cheng, he wanted to kick him hard on the butt.
Don’t you know how difficult it is to build a Kongming Lantern at this time?
Han Cheng, who was smiling, actually had ten thousand strange animals deep in his heart at this moment, running wildly and whizzing past.
"Go and chop a bamboo pole, come back and chop it from the root."
Han Cheng handed the stone hoe into Shitou's hand and said to Shitou.
At this moment, Shitou was even more excited than having been given chicken blood. He agreed, carried the hoe, and walked out of the courtyard faster than a rabbit, running towards the bamboo forest with smoke and dust billowing all the way.
Han Cheng's face suddenly fell as he watched Shitou leave the courtyard quickly, standing with his hands behind his hands and a calm smile on his face.
He squatted on the ground, held his head in his hands, and slowly sucked the tobacco.
A child who likes to be more serious and loves to study too much cannot afford to be hurt. This will embarrass the master to death!
This is Han Cheng's silent wail.
It is said that it is just a Kongming lantern with a very simple structure. In later riverside squares, during the Lantern Festival, it only cost five yuan a piece. This shows that its structure is simple and the cost is low.
The problem is that times are different. Materials that were extremely common in later generations can now make life difficult for people.
If you don't have thin paper or plastic sheets, you can use punched snakeskin instead. This thing is just as thin and airtight.
The inner frame can be tied with thin broken bamboo strips, which will not weigh too much.
You can use some scraps of linen to light the fire, soak them in oil or rosin, and you can deal with them casually. These three points are easy to solve.
The key lies in the material used to tie the oil-soaked linen cloth under the Kongming Lantern. This is an embarrassing thing that can cause hair loss.
Ordinary twine will definitely not work. If you use them to tie them up, you may be afraid that the Kongming Lantern will spontaneously ignite in place before it can fly into the sky.
Even if you replace it with leather ropes and animal sinews, the effect will not be much different. It is estimated that the rope will burn out, the fire dumplings will fall from the air, and the lamp made of snake skin will fall down before flying two meters high.
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The best material is thin soft iron wire.
But the problem is that there is none.
Not to mention thin and soft iron wires, even other copper wires, steel wires, aluminum wires...anything related to metals, Qingque Tribe does not have them.
The only metal products he owns are hammers, drills, axes... this big guy.
Don't say that these things can't be used to tie the oil-soaked cloth and connect it to the Kongming lantern. Even if it could, Han Cheng would not do it.
The reason is very simple. To make such a heavy thing, how big a sky lantern and how big a flame do we need?
This is really a life-threatening problem.
"Brother Cheng, you...what are you doing squatting on the ground?"
While he was melancholy thinking hard, Bai Xuemei's voice suddenly sounded behind him. Han Cheng, who was not aware of Bai Xuemei's arrival at all, was startled.
Looking up at this woman who walked silently and was still considered a minor in later generations, Han Cheng suppressed his shock and said: "I'm tired of digging on the ground, so squat down and take a rest."
Lies come from every mouth.
Even if he was beaten to death, he wouldn't say anything about being embarrassed by the Kongming Lantern.
After all, Han Dashenzi is also a person who cares about face.
As a person from later generations, I am embarrassed by such a small thing. How can I express this easily?
Especially in front of Bai Xuemei, you can't say that you are not good.
"Then...why are you holding your head?"
The questioning from the soul continued, and Han Cheng rolled his eyes helplessly in his heart.
Sure enough, the deepest hurt always comes from the people closest to you.
However, the critical attack from Bai Xuemei's inquisitive style is obviously not over yet.
Seeing that Han Cheng didn't answer, she tilted her head and thought for a while, and then said happily as if she had figured something out: "I know, I must rest with my head in my hand to recover faster."
As he spoke, he squatted down next to Han Cheng, imitating Han Cheng's example, holding his head in his hands, looking like two big cabbages waiting to be stolen.
Han Cheng looked at Bai Xuemei, who was looking at him happily, and saw the black line on her forehead.
You know shit!
You can easily get beaten if you do this, you know?
Looking over Bai Xuemei's belly, Han Cheng snorted secretly, but he still couldn't reach out his hand.
For the sake of your child, I will forgive you generously.
Han Cheng put his hands down from his head, stood up, and stood with his hands behind his back again.
It wasn't because he was stimulated by his stupid wife, but because a cloud of smoke rose from outside the courtyard wall and quickly headed towards the gate.
Sure enough, as soon as he stood up, with a hoe on his shoulder and a bamboo pole in his hand, he appeared at the gate.
The bamboo branches behind the bamboo pole were not cleared, and they just ran all the way back. No wonder they could make such a big noise. They almost rushed to the Dangyang Bridge. Zhang Fei asked his subordinates to tie branches to the horse's tail and run back and forth.
There is movement coming out.
While Han Cheng was complaining, the stone had already rushed into the yard non-stop, and the bamboo pole branches behind it swept up to the tribe's gate, swinging it back and forth.
Before the gate quieted down, Shitou had already arrived at Han Cheng's side, carrying a bamboo pole and carrying billowing smoke.
Don't say anything, just be happy.
But the meaning has been expressed very clearly, that is, I have got the bamboo pole back, let's start quickly.
Han Cheng looked at it and wanted to hit him on the head a few times.
But he finally endured it, and after breaking the bamboo into pieces, he started to break the bamboo strips.
Han Cheng was not a professional at this thing, so he tried breaking it for a while but still couldn't find a suitable one.
After understanding what the Son of God wanted to do, Shitou immediately turned around and ran away without saying a word.
After a while, he came over with a limp that was pulled by him to run as fast as he could.
Seeing the limp figure, Han Chenggong couldn't help but want to cry out.
Shitou, this little bastard, is really looking for trouble. He wants to fight himself to death!
Lame Po Bamboo is a professional, and as someone who trained Lame, he knows this very well.
The reason why he knew that Lame's skills were very good, but didn't look for them, and insisted on doing it himself here, is because in addition to living a good life, Lame is also a big mouth!
Any new thing he knows will be quickly shouted away, especially when it comes to Han Cheng creating new things, he has a persistent existence.
In the past, Han Cheng still enjoyed the atmosphere of many people gathered around to watch the strange things. After all, he could better pretend to be cool.
But this time, it was completely different. Regarding the refractory materials, he still had no clue...
