Chapter 978: Being hit in the head by the fruit left behind, and then the lameness of epiphany (three in one)
The sunshine in late summer and early autumn falls from the sky, making it less scorching.
Within the Qingque tribe, under the tree outside the carpenter's room, the first carpenter of the Qingque tribe, Lame, was sitting on a wooden pier with a bamboo cushion, chopping wood seriously with an ax in one hand and wood in the other.
With.
Beside him is a crafted wooden wheel.
The young carpenter Mao Er was also working with several other carpenters, holding an axe, a chisel, or a wooden bucket in his hand, and they were working there seriously.
After these few months of unremitting efforts, Mao Er's level has made great progress, and he is no longer the little apprentice who cried when he was embarrassed by a simple line drawing.
Lame and the others now make most of the new objects like donkey carts.
Because as the days pass by, the exciting and joyful autumn harvest is approaching day by day.
At this time, one more donkey cart with a larger load capacity will be manufactured, so that after the autumn harvest begins, the tribe will be able to have an easier time.
If the important matter of the autumn harvest is completed earlier, the people in the tribe can continue to build the Bronze Highway earlier!
The weather today is good, there will be a gust of wind blowing from time to time, and it is not muggy at all.
It would be very comfortable for them to stay in the shade and work like this without being exposed to direct sunlight.
But many times, God will not let you feel so comfortable.
Just like now, a small accident has happened.
Another gust of wind blew by, causing the leaves to make a sound and the branches to sway accordingly.
In addition to some yellowing leaves blown off by the wind, some other things also fell down.
This is a bunch of pecans.
I don’t know why, but they, which are usually very strong, were shaken down by the wind at this time.
"when!"
Impartially, the bunch of pecans hit the lame man right on top of his head.
After making a somewhat crisp sound, the bunch of pecans scattered into pieces and jumped away into the distance.
Lame, who was sitting there seriously working, suddenly suffered such an attack, and he was a little confused.
His body shook for a moment, and he looked at the pecans flying around and rolling on the ground. Then he looked up at the branches and leaves of the pecans above his head, as well as the bunches of pecans looming between the branches and leaves. After a while, he threw them away.
The wood in his hand covered his head.
These pecan trees were planted by Han Cheng a few years ago.
Of course, the yard cannot be left bare, and more trees need to be planted for shade.
However, in line with the principle of eating what you can and creating more food, these trees planted in the courtyard are all fruit trees.
And unlike those planted outside, those fruit trees cultivated by Bugs Bunny in the nursery, the ones planted in the yard were planted by Han Cheng and his people, who found bowl-shaped fruit trees from outside and brought back a large pile of soil.
In this way, the tribe can have patches of shade more quickly.
Holding his head in one hand, he looked up at the hickory tree's confused and lame figure, which made Mao Er's apprentices cover their mouths and secretly enjoy themselves.
Being able to be hit on the head with such precision by a hickory nut is truly a joyful thing.
After rubbing his sore head for a while, he let go and continued to work on the carpentry.
But after doing it for a while, he stopped, stretched out his hands to rub his aching head, looked at a few pecans that had rolled to the side, and then looked up at the pecans above his head, his lame eyes showed.
A thoughtful look.
And as time went by, the thoughtful look on Lame's face became more intense, and even later, he even put down the ax in his hand, and his whole person was in a state of contemplation.
During this process, Lame's expression would change from time to time. Sometimes it was confused, and sometimes it was filled with the fear of a cold war...
Lame's state has been going on for a long time. Looking at Lame's current state, Mao'er's apprentices felt scared for no reason. They wanted to go over and wake Lame up, but they didn't dare.
Several apprentices who quietly moved away from Lame looked at Lame who was obviously not normal with worry and some fear, and whispered about whether they should tell the Son of God about this matter.
At the same time, I decided to stay away from these pecan trees in the future to avoid being hit on the head by them and becoming lame like this...
"Okay! Hahahaha..."
It was at this time that Lame, who had been sitting there silently thinking, suddenly stood up from the wooden pier and burst out laughing wildly.
This sudden move startled the unsuspecting Mao Er and made them tremble all over.
They were originally hesitant about whether to tell the Son of God about this, but now they no longer hesitate.
"I'll tell the Son of God!"
Mao Er shouted and ran away.
"I thought of it, I thought of it!"
After laughing wildly, Lame still didn't calm down. He clenched his fists and shouted excitedly.
Then he limped into the carpenter's room...
Han Cheng was holding a bowl there and cracking open the wild duck eggs that were floating and could not be used to hatch ducklings one by one to see if they could still be eaten.
The insides of these duck eggs are covered with bloodshot eyes, and inside are small ducklings of various sizes, formed or unformed.
Among them were two duck eggs. The ducklings inside had already grown fur and would hatch out in just a few days. It was a pity that they met Han Cheng and the others at this juncture...
These two little ducks with egg yolks attached look very similar to the iron-clad eggs sold on the streets in later generations.
It's just that one of them is an egg and the other is a duck egg.
Han Cheng wanted to wear these two balls and grill them over charcoal fire, but after thinking about it, he really couldn't put them in his mouth.
On the other hand, Wu, who was listening to Han Cheng talk about the food called maodan, looked very interested and wanted to try it.
Han Cheng thought for a while but still didn't agree. Instead, he threw these to Fu Jiang, who stood aside and watched eagerly for a while. There was blood in the bowl, with half-formed duck eggs floating in the middle. Han Cheng also poured it down.
Into the dog bowl.
This made Wu, who was still thinking about getting some eggs to eat, very distressed.
It was Han Cheng who was doing this. If it were someone else, Wu Fei would pull him and teach him a lesson.
It was at this time that Mao Er ran over in a hurry, and when he was far away, he shouted: "God... Son of God! No... it's not good... lame..."
The appearance of the cat's ears and loud shouting made Wu stop staring at Fu Jiang's mouth, who swallowed the two balls in a few seconds, and no longer wanted to pounce on them and take them out.
posture.
"What's wrong with lameness?!"
Han Cheng stood up suddenly, looked at Mao Er and asked loudly, his voice full of anxiety.
Han Cheng was very concerned about the lame, which played an extremely important role in the future development of the tribe and the safety of the people.
"lame……"
Mao Er, who was running a little out of breath, began to talk about what happened outside the carpenter's room not long ago. When he was talking about this, thinking about the limp performance, Mao Er felt a little palpitated and shivered.
"Son of God, hurry up and take a look..."
After hearing what Mao Er said, Wu, who wanted to take the balls out of Fu Jiang's mouth, became anxious and said in a somewhat anxious voice.
Han Cheng hurried to the carpenter's room with Wu and Mao Er.
However, Han Cheng's heart had returned to his stomach, and the panic in his heart had been replaced by weirdness and another kind of suspicion.
According to Mao Er's story, Lame's abnormal reactions just now were completely a sign of enlightenment!
Could it be that this guy was hit on the head by a pecan, and then, like the great scientist Newton, he thought about why the fallen pecan didn't go elsewhere, or even fly to the sky, but hit him on the head.
That’s a great question, right?
The ecstasy at the end was obviously that I had an answer to the question I was thinking about.
This magical guy couldn't really have his head opened by pecans, right?
Then, by smashing a pecan on the head, he came up with the extremely profound theory of universal gravitation, which is extremely important to the development of physics, right?
This... if this is really the case, the wind blown out by the wings of this little butterfly is quite strong! It is like a tornado!
The more Han Cheng thought about it, the weirder he felt in his heart. The more he thought about it, the more surprised and uncertain he became, and his steps began to speed up involuntarily.
He couldn't wait to see Lame, and then ask him, who had his head opened by hickory nuts, what on earth had he thought of, and whether it was about gravity.
If this is really the case, then Lame is not just the top carpenter in the tribe!
"Son of God!"
Han Cheng and Wu hurried to the carpenter's room. The other carpenters who stayed here breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Han Cheng and the others coming over, and hurriedly came over to greet them.
"Where's the lame? Where is it?"
Han Cheng lowered his voice and asked the few people who came up to greet him.
Influenced by Han Cheng, several people also lowered their voices to answer, and then stretched out their hands to point to the carpenter's room.
Han Cheng calmed down and walked to the carpenter's room with Wu.
Arriving at the door of the carpenter's room, the scene inside came into view.
I saw Lame sitting on a wooden pier, his hands moving constantly.
Some flexible rattans dangled there with the movements of his fingers.
An invisible thing is gradually appearing there.
Although we still can’t tell what kind of object this is at this time, but judging from some of the things that have been compiled, if nothing unexpected happens, this will be a round thing!
Did this lame guy really have his head opened by pecans?
Could this round thing be associated with the shape of the earth due to gravity?
Lame obviously hasn't come out of some mysterious state yet. He didn't notice the arrival of Han Cheng, Wu and others. He was just concentrating on doing his own thing.
During this process, I sometimes think with my brows furrowed...
Wu wanted to call out lame, but Han Cheng found out in advance and stopped him.
Not only did they not tell the witch to cry lame, but they also told the people in the carpenter's room not to speak loudly.
Before traveling through time, Han Cheng read various novels and knew that people sometimes enter a mysterious realm.
In this mysterious realm, some people can comprehend things that are difficult to comprehend on a daily basis, or do things that are difficult to accomplish on a daily basis.
If you are disturbed during this process and are forcibly awakened, this opportunity for enlightenment will be wiped out, or even life-threatening.
Although I understand that these online novels are generally written in nonsense and are not very credible, Lame's current state is really similar to the state of enlightenment mentioned in the novel!
It would not be life-threatening if the lame was disturbed at this time, but it would be possible to have his train of thought interrupted and then forget all about it.
Under Han Cheng's instructions, the carpenter's room became completely quiet.
Han Cheng squatted quietly at the door, stretched his head inside and watched Lame knitting things there.
And with the limp movements, more and more things appeared under his hands, and Han Cheng's eyes became wider and wider, and waves of turmoil arose in his heart.
The level of shock was only a small difference from the shock when I learned that I had encountered the primitive era and did not have golden fingers!
This shock reached its peak when Lame weaved a semicircle out of rattan.
The reason why it reached the peak when the semicircle appeared instead of the entire circle was because Han Cheng had basically completely determined that what Lame was going to knit was a ball, and was waiting for Lame to knit the ball and tell him
When there was a round ball on the ground under my feet, I suddenly stopped knitting downwards.
After sitting there and stopping to think for a while, he started to move his hands again. Everything had changed, and it was developing in a direction that Han Cheng had never expected before.
Lame did not continue to weave the rest of the entire semicircle, but folded out the canes that served as the 'bones' on one side, which occupies about a quarter of the length of the entire semicircle.
After folding, continue knitting.
"I'm going!"
Looking with wide eyes at the fully formed thing in the lame hand in the room, Han Cheng couldn't help but curse.
Instead of a round ball, this is clearly a helmet woven from rattan!
The half-spherical part is the main body of the helmet, and the part that protrudes forward is the brim.
Looking at the helmet woven from rattan in Lame's hand, Han Cheng's faith collapsed at this moment.
Who was hit on the head by a pecan and discovered gravity, and how did he realize that the earth is round based on gravity?
Something like an epiphany.
Each and every one of these Internet authors is very ridiculous, and today I believe their lies!
He was immersed in what he had created, and was so happy that he couldn't help himself. He was awakened by Han Cheng's "I'm going" full of speechless, broken, disappointed, wanting to hit people and many other emotions. He turned around.
Only then did he realize that the Son of God was actually standing at the door at some unknown moment.
Lame, who was already very happy, suddenly became even more happy.
Making good things and then showing them to the Son of God, and then getting five-star praise from the Son of God, is Lame's favorite thing to do.
So he put the newly woven and still warm rattan helmet on his head.
Then he told Han Cheng the benefits of this helmet with excitement on his face.
"Wear it and it won't hurt if you hit your head!"
Lame said excitedly while glancing at the pecan trees outside the door.
Seeing this action, Han Cheng couldn't help sniffing again.
Sure enough, not everyone is a great Newton.
Newton was hit on the head by an apple, and he thought about things like gravity, while Lame, who was hit on the head by a pecan, knitted a safety helmet...
Perhaps, the great Mr. Newton was not sitting under the apple tree, but under the chestnut tree. If the chestnut that hit him on the head was an in-shell chestnut, what he was thinking about at that time might be the same as what he was thinking now, and it was not gravity.
, but a safety helmet...
From this we can see that it really matters what kind of tree you sit under.
The man under the bodhi tree became a Buddha, the man under the apple tree became a great scientist, and the man under the pecan tree thought of making a safety helmet to wear on his head...
well!
You really can’t have too many inner dramas like this!
There, he picked up a shelled pecan and threw it on his helmet to prove that his invention was useful. He let out a long sigh, turned around and left without saying a word.
The Son of God, whose back looked particularly forlorn, couldn't help but reach out and touch his head, which was still aching a little, and his brain was all muddled.
After wearing this rattan hat, it really doesn’t hurt anymore when a pecan is hit on the head!
And it's not just Hickory. When fighting with other tribes, he also wears a cane hat like this. If someone hits his head with a stone, he will basically not bleed. Is this what the Son of God is like today?
Of course Han Cheng would not tell Lai what happened to him today.
It's a bit embarrassing to talk about having so much inner drama and then being beaten in the face by strength.
But not long after, Han Cheng, who was hiding in a small corner and rubbing his face vigorously with his hands to calm himself down, turned around and came back.
Because Han Cheng knew better than Lai about the function of this kind of rattan helmet.
Not only will pecans hit your head no longer hurt, but it can also be extended to the mines in Tongshan.
After wearing this kind of safety helmet, the safety of people mining there will be further improved.
Moreover, after making some modifications to this kind of helmet, it can also be turned into a helmet and used in conjunction with rattan armor. When people in the tribe go out to fight, they will become safer.
Miscalculation, miscalculation!
I had never thought of such important protective weapons as safety helmets and helmets before. After all, I was not a qualified time traveler.
"Lame, this thing is very good! Get two more ropes and tie them around your chin so that they won't fall off."
After calming down, Han Cheng gave a thumbs up to Lai who looked a little disappointed, and at the same time gave his suggestions for improvement.
He was still a little disappointed at first, but after hearing this, his face suddenly became full of smiles again.
According to what Han Cheng said just now, he found two hemp ropes and tied them to the left and right sides of the helmet under Han Cheng's guidance, and then tied them with a knot under the chin.
"Son of God, I really can't let go!"
Lame shook his head from side to side, and after realizing that the rattan hat was really not easy to fall off as Han Cheng said just now, he couldn't help but said in surprise.
After Lame wore the cane hat and shook his head for a long time, he was about to take off the cane hat, but Han Cheng, who was standing aside, suddenly laughed and said: "Lame, don't take it off yet, let's try the defensive power of this hat."
Sample."
Hearing this, Lai stopped taking off his hat.
This rattan hat has just been woven, so it is really necessary to test its defensive capabilities.
Only after testing the defensive capabilities can we make improvements based on the strength of the defensive capabilities.
However, when Lai saw the bronze hammer in Han Cheng's hand, his awareness suddenly collapsed and he wanted someone else to wear the cane hat.
"It's okay, I'll hammer it slowly."
Han Cheng smiled and comforted the lame.
In other words, primitive people are more upright, but people from other eras would definitely retort at this time: "If it's okay, why don't you wear a cane hat and I'll hammer it?"
So, at the next moment, a very strange scene happened in the carpenter's room.
"when."
Han Cheng held a bronze hammer in his hand and hit the limp head wearing a rattan hat with a little force.
"Does it hurt?"
Han Cheng asked aloud.
He was lame with anxiety just now, but after receiving this blow, he instantly felt relieved. He didn't feel any pain at all just now!
"It doesn't hurt!"
Lame replied with excitement.
Hearing this, Han Cheng raised the hammer again and increased his strength.
"Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt!"
Lame becomes more excited.
"Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt!"
…
"Does it hurt?"
"It hurts, and I'm still a little dizzy..."
Han Cheng, who was used to lamely saying it didn't hurt, swung the hammer in his hand halfway, then realized that lamely said it hurt, and quickly stopped...
Han Cheng put down the hammer and took off the cane hat, feeling a little dizzy and lame. The two of them sat on the ground and looked at the cane hat in front of them, both in trance.
This kind of rattan hat woven by Lame has a certain defensive ability, but the defensive ability is not as strong as imagined, but it is not as inferior as the kind of inferior safety helmet worn by ordinary workers that will break when hit.
The hat is so bad.
"Can you knit a bigger cane hat? Put this cane hat inside the big cane hat.
However, the two cane hats cannot be completely touching each other. It is best to leave the upper part free, and the more free space in the middle, the better.”
After thinking about this for a while, Han Cheng spoke to Lai.
Lame didn't quite understand what Han Cheng said.
He understood that the cane hat was made into two layers. After all, the defense capability of two layers was stronger than that of one layer.
But why don't these two layers of cane hats stick together tightly, but leave a gap? And the larger the area, the better?
Although he didn't understand Shenzi's intention, Lai nodded simply and started to work directly.
There is nothing to say about Lame's hands-on ability. His seemingly rough and clumsy fingers move flexibly, and these rattans move back and forth as if they have eyes. They can almost be described as butterflies piercing flowers.
Well, although this butterfly is a bit bigger.
After doing this for a while, a large semicircular rattan hat appeared in Lame's hand.
Then put the small rattan hat into the big rattan hat and use rattan to fix it...
"Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt!"
"Are you dizzy or not?"
"Don't faint!"
After Lame knitted the double-layered rattan hat and put it on his head, he thought of this conversation again in the carpenter's room.
After Han Cheng knocked the cane hat on his head repeatedly, he suddenly understood why Shenzi wanted to leave a gap between the two cane hats...
