There are many things that need to be paid attention to when building a bridge. It is not just a matter of building two stone piers and then placing strong and heavy stone slabs on top.
Among them, preventing soil erosion near bridges is a very important matter.
If this is not done well, over time, these bridges are likely to be washed away and damaged.
This is also an important reason why later generations were strictly prohibited from digging sand near bridges.
So while Han Cheng was building the bridge, he also had two "eight"-shaped embankments built with stones on both sides of the bridge to prevent rainwater from scouring the soil banks.
Compared with earth banks, embankments made of stone are much more resistant to erosion.
In addition to this, Han Cheng also had people adjust the waterway near the bridge according to local conditions, trying to divert all the nearby water here and let it pass under the bridge.
This can maximize the role of the bridge.
After getting everyone together to build two bridges and gaining experience, Han Cheng began to divide the people who built the bridges into groups.
They were divided into four groups and built four bridges at the same time.
Dividing it into four groups in this way can maximize the efficiency of the work.
Because before when everyone gathered together to build a bridge, many people were in a dispensable state.
When the construction of the bridge was on track, Han Cheng and the group of people who built Tongfu Inn came to the place where the Songlin Station was originally planned to be built.
There are still many pine trees here at Pine Forest Station, and when the wind blows through the pine forest, it will make a "wow" sound.
Those who are timid should never stay alone in the pine forest when the wind blows, because the wind blowing through the pine forest and the whining sound from the swaying branches and leaves can scare the timid person to tears.
Even if you know in your heart that it is the sound of the wind blowing through the pine forest.
Many pine trees are very tall and leafy. If you look hard inside, you can see as far as the eye can see. They are very suitable for strongmen to occupy the mountains and dominate the mountains and rob homes and homes.
However, in such an era, this place is destined not to develop like that.
A Tongfu Inn built here is enough to suppress everything.
If any tribe dares to blindly guard the roads built by the Qingque Tribe and carry out robbery against the people of the Qingque Tribe, the people of the Qingque Tribe will definitely let them know what organized robbery means.
After finding the place marked last year, Han Cheng walked around here. After carefully looking at the terrain, he found that this was the most suitable place for building houses, so he gave the order.
Following Han Cheng's order, the following people immediately took action.
The first thing to do is to cut down the trees.
It's not possible without cutting down trees, because there are a lot of pine trees growing here. Without cutting down, there simply won't be enough space to build Tongfu Inn.
These felled pine trees will not be wasted, many of them will become materials for the construction of Tongfu Inn.
As for the other small branches, they are also of great use.
After Wu's continuous experiments and explorations over the past few years, he has discovered that the best wood for making ink is pine.
The soot left on the bottom of the pot after burning the pine tree is oily and very pure. After making it into ink ingots, add water and grind it in a rough inkstone made of stone. It is best for writing.
Han Cheng has decided that after the Tongfu Inn is completed, he will use the remaining branches and leaves to make some ink ingots here.
There is no need for mass production. The Qingque tribe does not consume much ink now. If you make a few more at a time, it will be enough for the entire tribe to use for a year.
However, when the development progresses, the scale of the tribe continues to expand, and the demand for ink increases, something can be built here to specialize in the production of ink...
Following the movements of the Qingque tribe members, within the designated area, pine trees were cut down one after another, and their branches and leaves fell to the ground.
Some squirrels that originally lived here had already fled in panic to other trees before the big tree was cut down.
Watching the chopped down pine trees jumping up and down and shouting non-stop, greeting these damn bandits in their own unique way.
But it was of no use. These people ignored their jumping protests and just continued with their business.
When a man in the tribe thought that the squirrels were making too much noise, he took a bow and arrow and pointed it at it. A squirrel fell down and lay motionless on the ground.
After realizing that it was no longer safe to stand on the tree, the squirrels that had been making endless noises immediately fled in all directions, and no one dared to make noises here again.
At night, the unlucky squirrel was impaled on a branch and roasted.
This is the toughness of primitive people. It doesn’t matter whether you can croak or not, whether you are cute or not, in their eyes you are just a dish.
Such delicious and rare food must of course be served to the respected Son of God first after it is baked.
The peeled squirrel head looked no different from a mouse head. Han Cheng held it in his hand and looked at it again and again. After all, he couldn't get out of the mouth and gave it back to the guy who roasted the squirrel.
Han Cheng couldn't stop talking about it, this guy didn't care so much, and he and a few other people just shared the food of this unlucky squirrel.
One of them ate the squirrel's head, which looked like a mouse's head, in one bite. Han Cheng couldn't help but chew his teeth.
On the second day, logging continued. Some of the people cut off the felled trees and carried them to an out-of-the-way place on the edge, waiting for spare use.
If this trend continues, in another three or four days at most, we can start digging foundations and building houses here...
It is said that it is better to pave these roads with stone slabs. Not only are they comfortable to walk on, but once they are paved, you basically don’t have to worry about them anymore.
No matter how heavy the rain is in summer and autumn, you don’t have to worry about the road surface being damaged by the rain.
Moreover, once a stone pavement is laid, you can still walk on it even when it rains. Not only can you walk on it, but also donkey carts pulling heavy objects will not be affected. At least you don't have to worry about the donkey cart wheels.
Will sink into the mud.
Han Cheng, who had been pulling branches for a while with the others, was walking along the road where there were a lot of grass or saplings, thinking this in his heart.
However, I can only think about such a thing, because paving everything with stone slabs is too labor-intensive and time-consuming.
In places close to shale production, it is okay to lay some small areas. Once the distance is too far, it will really take a lot of effort.
If we still proceed based on the manpower invested last year, Han Cheng made a rough estimate. If he wants to pave the entire Bronze Expressway with stone slabs, it may take two years except spring plowing, autumn harvest and winter.
arrive.
Because transporting slate on the road is too much trouble!
As the rammed earth road can basically meet the current demand, Han Cheng really can't make up his mind to do this.
Having said that, the manpower is still not enough!
Han Cheng sighed secretly in his heart.
It is true that over the years, the Qingque tribe has been expanding and its manpower has been increasing.
But along with it, there are many more tasks.
In the past, people in the tribe only needed to do two things: hunting, gathering fruits and digging wild vegetables.
But now, people in the tribe have to do many more things than before.
Moreover, with the continuous development of the Qingque tribe, many things are gradually developing in a more detailed direction.
Every detailed thing needs someone to do it and be responsible for it.
Under such circumstances, it is really beyond the capabilities of the tribe to mobilize so many people to fight here.
Just use the dirt road first. As for the stone road or cement road, wait until the tribe becomes stronger and has more manpower and material resources, then consider it!
Han Cheng stood here looking at the built dirt road. After thinking for a long time, he could only sigh and put the matter aside for the time being.
Pure slate, I can only think about it now...
"What are you holding in your hand?"
After standing here for a while, Han Cheng turned around and returned to the area where pine trees were cut down for construction.
When I got there, I found that the guy who shot a squirrel to death yesterday and ate the roasted squirrel head put his hands together and walked away with a happy face.
After Han Cheng saw it, he asked him.
"Son of God, look! It's delicious!"
After the man heard Han Cheng asking him, he ran over happily, put his hand in front of Han Cheng, and took away the upper hand as if offering a treasure.
Han Cheng looked over and saw several balls of pink meat in the man's hand, which looked very similar to rat cubs without much hair.
"Is this a baby squirrel?"
Han Cheng vaguely guessed it and asked aloud.
"Uh-huh,"
The man nodded quickly.
"I just cut the pine tree, and there was a hole inside, and I took out the pine nuts and them.
Son of God, the little mouse is delicious, and this one looks so similar to it, it must be delicious too!"
As the guy spoke, he sipped his saliva, looking like he was extremely greedy.
Han Cheng couldn't help but sniff, could you stop being so tough? You can put anything in your mouth?
"Don't eat this, give it to me."
After Han Cheng thought for a while, he spoke out to this cruel guy and asked for a few pink little guys.
The guy swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva at the four squirrels in Han Cheng's hand and continued working.
These four little squirrels were not very big, and none of them opened their eyes. After looking at them for a while, Han Cheng decided to raise them.
Of course, only God knows whether they can be fed or not, after all, these little guys are too small.
He found soft dry grass and put it in a clay pot, made a nest for them, and then placed them inside.
Maybe they were hungry, but a few little guys who didn't open their eyes were moving slowly inside.
One of them even held the tip of the tail of the other one, and the two little ones hugged each other and ate it vigorously.
Should we capture a female squirrel and bring it back to feed them? Or should we put them back into the pine forest and see if their parents come to find them?
After staring at them for a while, Han Cheng finally decided to send them into the forest to see if their parents would come looking for them.
Because these little squirrel pups are too small, it is too difficult to feed them.
It's not easy to catch a squirrel, and it's still nursing.
After this thought arose, Han Cheng took the four squirrels deeper into the pine forest.
After seeing that the surroundings were quiet, he stuck the pot on the pine branch together with the pot, and then quietly retreated.
After waiting for more than an hour, Han Cheng came back and stood on tiptoe to look into the clay pot on the branch. It turned out that the four little squirrels were still inside.
Their parents did not come to look for them. It is also possible that the one that was shot to death and eaten yesterday was their mother...
However, now the four squirrels can only be called three squirrels, because one of them has died, possibly from starvation.
After all, a long time has passed since that tree was knocked down.
Throwing away the dead one, Han Cheng carried the clay pot towards the busy construction site.
He decided to try to raise the remaining three squirrels by himself. If he let them go, they would all die.
After returning, Han Cheng placed the pottery pots on a tree stump, and after asking the following Fu generals not to eat them, Han Cheng walked towards a deer in the tribe with the bowl in hand...
The deer in the tribe are really pitiful. Not only do they have to work, but they also have to be wet nurses for so many people.
It’s not enough to just be a human being, but now it’s even more important to be a squirrel, and it’s really a tearful thing to say.
But relatively speaking, they are relatively lucky.
In later generations, Han Cheng saw something even more tragic.
Where he lived, every evening, a woman would drive a battery-powered tricycle selling fresh milk.
Of course there is nothing cruel about selling fresh milk, but if you sell beef on the cart while selling fresh milk, then things will immediately become unusual...
After squeezing out half a bowl of deer milk, Han Cheng poured it into a clay pot, heated it, let it cool, and fed it to the three surviving squirrels.
Without a bottle, this is not an easy job.
After Han Cheng tried several methods, he finally used a thin, hollow grass stem to blow into it.
After doing this for a while, they were finally fed.
The remaining deer milk was not wasted and was fed by Han Cheng to Fu Jiang, who had been waiting for a long time.
The well-fed squirrel is as honest as the well-fed and sleeping baby. It no longer closes its eyes and arches randomly, but gathers together and falls asleep.
Han Cheng watched for a while, then covered them with some soft hay, placed them on the tree stump, held Fu General's head, pointed at the squirrels inside, and told them again that they were not allowed to eat.
they.
Then Han Cheng went to do other things.
Fu Jiang squatted here and guarded the tree stump. Sometimes he would stretch his neck and sniff the edge of the jar with his nose. When other dogs came over, Fu Jiang would let out some low whines once he got close to the pot.
Voice.
As soon as such a sound is heard, the other dogs will leave here immediately.
Three days later, the place was completely cleared, and the tribesmen began to dig the foundations and build houses.
Heiwa also took a few people who were good at making pottery, and built a kiln for burning tiles not too far away from here, and mixed the mud there to make tiles. After drying, he would start the kiln.
Kiln for firing.
Before building the kiln, Heiwa mixed the clay with a little mud and made a simple small pottery bowl. After drying it with fire, he put it in a simple small kiln and burned it.
After experiments and confirmation that the clay here was suitable for firing pottery, we started to build a large kiln here.
Unlike the tribes, the pottery made from clay here is red and looks quite beautiful.
As everyone continued to be busy, the foundation of Tongfu Inn, which was used as a post station, was excavated and gradually built out of the ground.
The structure of Tongfu Inn is very simple. It has five rooms facing north and south, and a wall is built outside the house. The total area is about two acres.
After the houses are built, earthen kangs will be built in three of them for people coming and going to sleep at night, and the other two will be used for animals to rest.
Of course, generally as long as the weather is not windy or rainy, there is no need to lead the animals into the room, they can just be penned in the yard.
As the houses and walls gradually rose from the plains, the three squirrels in the jar that Han Cheng fed with boiled deer milk also grew and changed.
As time passed, these little guys, who were originally red and translucent, gradually grew some fur on their bodies, and at the same time they became much larger than before.
Now their eyes have been opened, and they are very furry and cute.
Whenever Han Cheng comes to feed them, they will open their mouths and hug the grass stems with their two front paws, eating very sweetly.
Moreover, sometimes he would jump on the palm of Han Cheng's hand, squat on it, tilt his head and look at this nanny. He was obviously different from a mouse. His furry tail was swaying behind his body. He looked very...
Curious.
After the entire Tongfu Inn was built, the three little guys were a lot bigger than before, their bodies became bigger, and they became more lively and active than before.
His favorite thing to do is to jump on General Fu's body and play hide and seek.
Sometimes Fu Jiang will suddenly open his mouth and bite them, but since they have been in constant contact with Fu Jiang since they were young, they are not afraid of Fu Jiang's move.
When Fu Jiang gently bit them into his mouth, the four little paws kept bouncing there and the big tail was swaying. That reaction and Han Cheng gently scratched their belly with his fingers.
It's usually the same when he's doing it, as if he's smiling.
After Fu Jiang releases his mouth and puts them on the ground, these little guys will come to Fu Jiang again, often giving Fu Jiang a look of indifference and despair.
Therefore, it is common for a lucky person to go out with a squirrel squatting on his head and two more on his back.
The other dogs in the tribe saw that these three squirrels behaved like this in front of their boss, so naturally they would not come to provoke them.
Of course, these three squirrels are not all naughty. Sometimes they will use their two little paws in front to hold the pine cones they have worked so hard to find and bring them to Fujiang's mouth, giving their best food to Fujiang together.
share.
If Fujiang doesn't eat, they can't hold it and go to Fujiang's mouth.
Poor General Fu, after learning to be a vegetarian from Han Cheng, an unreliable master, now he has learned to eat pine cones with the efforts of several little squirrels...
"Bang bang bang..."
With the sound of the ax hitting the chisel, the wood slag picked up by the chisel fell to the ground.
The words on the wooden board gradually appeared.
After the chiseling was completed, Han Chenggong dipped his brush in ink and carefully traced along the chiseled marks.
After tracing it once, the four characters "Tongfu Inn" immediately became eye-catching.
Of course, the green bird spreading its wings and about to fly in the middle position above the 'Tongfu Inn' has also become eye-catching.
Nowadays, the people in the tribe are very proficient in painting, simple embroidery, or carving, and the blue birds they create look lifelike.
Nothing else, just more practice.
After the ink dried, Han Cheng carefully wiped the plaque twice with tung oil. After it dried, it looked very energetic.
Especially after hanging it on the gate of the constructed courtyard wall, it will look even more impressive.
The newly built Tongfu Inn looks very good, especially the whole red roof, which looks like it has been coated with a layer of ruddy color by the afterglow of the setting sun. It is very beautiful.
At night, Han Cheng deliberately slept on the kang.
As soon as the door of the outer wall is inserted from the inside, the door of the house is also inserted from the inside, which immediately gives people a sense of security.
This kind of sense of security cannot be given by a simple camp built with tents.
After staying here for another two days and taking care of all the corners, Han Cheng and these people walked along the road towards the original Wild Duck Inn, preparing to build the Longmen Inn there.
stand up.
And these people who built bridges and roads have now built bridges here.
Compared with the places where bridges were built before, it is more difficult to build a bridge here.
Because the bridges built in other places basically deal with seasonal water ditches, but here, the Bronze Expressway actually crosses several streams.
However, after such a long period of construction, these people in the tribe have gained a lot of experience in building bridges. Although building bridges here is relatively difficult, it is still difficult for them.
As long as we put in more effort and work hard, we can always build these bridges.
The terrain here is mostly flat, and the vegetation growing here is mainly weeds. There are not many tall trees in the area, so it is easier to clean up.
After arriving here, it only took one day for the construction team to clear the place where the houses were to be built...
