A series of musical notes sounded around the Tongshan colorful pool. This was not a thawed stream running freely, but Han Da Shenzi, who had let himself go, carrying a hard stone and smashing it here.
At this time, Han Cheng looked like he was looking for trouble. He arranged for the others to get malachite while he walked around and picked up any stones he didn't like.
After doing this for a while, a surprise finally appeared.
After a dark stone was smashed, the outer black shell faded away, revealing a bright yellow color in the sun.
Looking at this fist-sized object that shone brightly in the sun, Han Cheng smiled happily.
This is of course not a piece of gold, but a piece of copper.
Just like there are pure gold nuggets in gold mines, pure copper also exists in copper mines.
However, pure copper exposed to the outside will oxidize like iron over a long period of time. Those black shells that Han Cheng broke open are oxides.
This piece of pure copper attracted the attention of many people. People from the Qingque tribe came over to touch it with their hands. They felt the heavy weight of the copper piece and the texture that was different from stone. They seemed very happy and curious.
Recalling what Han Cheng said before, some people feel a little regretful. How can copper, which looks much more beautiful than iron, not be as hard and useful as iron?
It can be seen from this that the matter of "judging people by their appearance" has been around since ancient times.
With this piece of pure copper as an incentive, Han Cheng hammered even more energetically.
However, he did not let others interfere in this matter. Shang, Mao and others were still getting malachite and other copper ores.
After all, these copper ores are the main raw materials for copper smelting, and there are very few pure coppers that exist directly.
He was not simply looking for pure copper. In the process, he was also observing the distribution of copper mines here to gain a simple and preliminary understanding of the situation here.
"here!"
Shang over there looked a little excited and shouted.
People scattered around heard the shouts and gathered together. Han Cheng also carried another small piece of pure copper he had harvested and headed over there, wanting to see what Shang had discovered as soon as possible.
Seeing Han Cheng coming over, the people surrounding him consciously gave way to the way, and the scene here also appeared in front of Han Cheng.
This is an irregular pit with a depth of only about half a meter. There are some green malachites piled around the pit.
It can be seen that this hole has just been dug.
Inside the pit, more green stones were exposed. The stones were large and small, irregular, but they looked purer than what they had seen before.
There is no doubt that this is a high-quality malachite mine.
After Han Cheng asked Shang some information and inspected it for a while, he immediately ordered not to let everyone search around, but to use tools to dig here.
The stone hoe and bone shovel of the Qingque Tribe are not easy to use here and are easily damaged.
So after cleaning up the not too much soil around this small stone pit, the mining tool became the most common multi-functional weapon in the primitive era - the wooden stick.
Of course, there are prerequisites for using wooden sticks to mine.
I don’t know why the ore in this area is relatively broken. There are gaps in the middle. If you can’t pick it up with your hands, you can push a strong wooden stick into the gap and use the principle of leverage to tilt it back and forth, or lift the tree stick.
Smash down along the gap to open it.
Open-pit mining is so random.
Of course, it would be impossible for Han Cheng not to accompany him like this at this time.
Because before bronze was produced, he had no way of making good tools.
Finding the breakthrough point of high-quality mineral veins will increase work efficiency. When it is almost dusk, not far from the mine pit, which has become larger and deeper, a lot of high-quality malachite has been piled up.
Stones are very heavy, not to mention ores containing metals, which are heavier than ordinary stones. This pile alone can easily weigh more than a thousand kilograms.
Han Chengdu was a little surprised that the copper ore mining was going so smoothly. If it continued at this speed, they would be able to return home in less than two days.
Seeing that it was getting late, Han Chenggong asked people to stop what they were doing and headed towards the cave of the Tengshe Tribe that no longer existed.
In the next few days, they will settle here.
But Han Cheng and the others did not live directly in the cave tonight.
The cave of the Soaring Snake Tribe has not been inhabited for more than half a year, so maybe something will take up residence in it.
Of course, this 'thing' does not refer to fox fairies and ghosts, but to poisonous insects and the like that like to crawl into cracks.
So Han Chenggong asked people to find a lot of dead branches and leaves and burn them inside the cave, making them smoke.
There were also a lot of wet mugwort found nearby piled on top of the dead branches and leaves.
Many people didn't care much about the Son of God's cautious behavior. After all, they had grown up in the wilderness since childhood.
I have only lived in a house in the past few years. In the past, I lived in caves, and there was no danger at all.
Of course, I thought so, but they still did things according to the requirements of the Son of God. Some people went inside to smash the Ye Xun Cave, and some went to cook.
Flames rose in the cave, and choking smoke filled the interior.
People who didn't pay much attention before gradually changed their expressions, because as the cave flames burned, things gradually happened that made people get goosebumps.
More and more things are coming out of it.
There are several spiders the size of small eggs with ferocious spots on their backs, long legs and bristles, large centipedes with long chopsticks, black bodies and red claws, and scorpions with high tails, all green and screaming.
A long, long worm that doesn’t have a name but looks like it’s not a good thing...
The faces of the Qingque tribe turned green when they saw the numerous guys who were forced out by the fierce flames and thick smoke.
Although they are ferocious, when facing these poisonous insects, I feel really scared.
Compared with ferocious beasts, sometimes these small poisonous insects are more frightening, making people feel that they have no way to deal with them and that they are impossible to guard against.
After seeing so many things, they all cast admiring glances at the Son of God who stood aside and looked like he was holding a pearl of wisdom.
Fortunately, the Son of God is here this time. If not, if someone spends the night in this cave under such circumstances, someone might never wake up again...
Little did he know that the Son of God, who looked calm on the surface, was also panicking in his heart.
Han Cheng just thought that since no one had lived here for a long time, there might be more poisonous insects, but he didn't expect that there would be such a terrifying amount.
Another reason is that he suddenly remembered the caves in his tribe that were used as kitchens and canteens...
