Chapter 592 The care from the upper levels of the Qingque tribe
Hot pot in winter is always so tempting, whether primitive people or modern people, it is difficult to resist their temptation.
Even though the hot pot made by Han Cheng had neither chili pepper, peppercorns, nor sesame paste, as soon as it appeared, it immediately conquered all the senior officials of the Qingque tribe.
If you don’t believe it, you can take a look at this group of people braving the snow and wandering around the tribe.
In such weather, Han Cheng was reluctant to go out, but there was no other way. Everyone ate too much, and the food was piled up to their throats.
If you don’t come out to hang out and eat, someone will probably pass by...
Seeing these guys walking around holding their stomachs, Han Cheng couldn't help but curl his lips wildly.
One or two of the diners could hardly walk, but they were still talking about not having enough to eat.
Among them, Wu, an old magician who is becoming increasingly unstable, is the most shameless.
After eating, when he picks up a chopstick of food from the pot, he will mutter in a low voice: "Have done something wrong~"
After chanting, put the food to your mouth, blow on it a little, and it will be delivered to your mouth immediately.
After eating, he picked up another chopstick and put it into the bowl without any hesitation. With a shaking sound of "sinful cries~", the food was put into his mouth again...
Several people are in a very good mood. With the emergence of copper ore and tin ore, as well as the exploration and improvement of various instruments and techniques required for copper smelting, now, the number of bronze weapons in the tribe has reached one hundred.
There are more than fifty of them, all of them sharpened.
The number of bronze feather arrows now exceeds one thousand.
In addition, two hundred bronze balls that were not very round were also cast, which were used as projectiles for the sling team.
More than ten copper knives were also cast, and they were all sharpened, making them very easy to use for chopping vegetables, deboning and peeling.
The bronze ax also has eight handles.
The successive appearance of these things and the power they displayed made everyone in the tribe very happy.
The Qingque Tribe has already become a being that others dare not provoke and cannot afford to offend. Now with these many bronzes, it has become even more powerful and needs to be looked up to.
Accompanied by several people holding bronze swords, Han Cheng and others walked around the tribe for a while, and then led by Han Cheng to the two slave courtyards in the east and west.
Anywhere you go to eat is just a walk, it's better to go around the slave yard and let them feel the care from the upper class.
Some things, when covered with a layer of caring, are actually more effective than whips.
Holding a whip in his hand, standing behind the slave's buttocks, crazily squeezing and abusing the slave, Han Cheng couldn't do it. Not only was he in a bad mood, but he also didn't have the skills.
If you have such energy, you might as well spend more time with your fat boy, or think about tinkering with something.
Compared to whips, he actually prefers to do things more humanely.
He is not twisted in his heart, and if he can do things with gentle means, he will naturally not have to make things bloody.
For example, at this time, in the snowy season, he took the senior leaders of the tribe to the slave yard to express condolences and patrol, which was a gentle method he adopted.
The effect was surprisingly good. In such weather, the noble Son of God had not forgotten them yet and came specifically to greet them. This made the slaves of the Qingque tribe feel warm in their hearts, as they had never experienced anything like this before.
Especially after the pots of steamed, yellow, and fragrant millet rice were brought over, and everyone opened their stomachs to eat a round, these people felt even warmer in their hearts.
Each one of them is extremely satisfied with their current life, and their respect and love for the Son of God has reached a higher level.
After a hearty meal of dry millet rice was served to the community, Han Cheng and the senior officials of the Qingque tribe had almost finished eating, so they returned to the tribe seriously under the eyes of the slaves with reverence and love.
On the way back, Han Cheng stopped his senior brother and others and left without letting them go.
Of course, we are not going back to make hot pot, but we want to discuss a more important matter.
With the continuous copper smelting, there is nothing left of the copper ore and tin ore brought back from the first two times.
Basically, the farming tools in the tribe have not been manufactured yet, and spring plowing will begin in the coming spring, so Han Chenggong was thinking about sending someone to Tongshan to get some ore back.
After the bronze is refined, it is easy to cast farm tools in preparation for the next spring plowing.
It's not a big deal if you don't do any work in the middle of winter.
It just so happens that it is winter again, people are relatively free, and there is still enough snow on the road.
The snow may hinder transportation for other tribes, but for the Qingque tribe, which has deer and sledges, it is an excellent opportunity for transportation.
With the help of sledges and snow, a deer could haul twice as much ore as before, even if it was less.
So Han Cheng didn't want to miss this opportunity.
Of course, it's really good to transport, but people have to endure a lot of severe cold.
However, there are tents, snow houses and Dyou brand anti-freeze. Compared with other tribes, going out at this time is not too difficult.
As soon as Han Cheng said these words, not surprisingly, everyone who was completely fascinated by the bronze immediately expressed their agreement.
The second senior brother and Gu also slapped their heads a few times with their hands, complaining that they didn't remember the deer and the sledge.
In the past, when something happened in the tribe, Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, Gu and others had no way to stay away. Now in winter, under the heavy snow cover, many things in the tribe cannot be done, so several of them expressed their intention to go.
Take a trip to Tongshan.
I want to see what these pools of water as blue as the sky look like, I also want to see what the copper mountain looks like, and I even want to dig some ore with my own hands and transport it back to the tribe...
Curiosity is something that every individual will have. It just has different strengths and weaknesses, and the degree varies for different things.
After you dig the mine twice, you will no longer be curious...
Han Cheng looked at the several enthusiastic people and secretly felt bad in his heart.
After some discussion, the people who went there were led by the first senior brother, the second senior brother, and Trade. Half of the trade team members stayed in the tribe, plus twenty tribal citizens who also wanted to go there and see them.
With twenty able-bodied slaves, a mining team in winter was formed.
The Qingque tribe is not yet big, and doing things does not require layer-by-level decisions, all kinds of wrangling, and leg-breaking procedures, so on the third day after this matter was decided, the mining team had already set off.
