Looking at the senior brother who ran out with a backpack and disappeared within a moment, several people in the room couldn't help but look at each other, and for a while they didn't understand what kind of magical operation the senior brother was doing.
Han Cheng sniffed. Fortunately, he didn't open a backpack shop. If he did, he wouldn't be able to chase him out with a knife if he encountered such a situation.
While everyone was confused, there was the sound of running outside again, and a moment later, Senior Brother reappeared in everyone's sight.
It's just that compared to the previous time, the senior brother now has the vine shield that he often uses in his hand.
"Son of God, look, I can still use the vine shield while carrying a backpack!"
The senior brother was dancing outside the door with his rattan shield, and at the same time he did not take off the backpack on his back. His face was full of joy and excitement, as if he was offering a treasure, and he was as happy as a child who got a novel toy.
Seeing such a scene, Wu and the others all had their mouths opened, and they fell even more in love with the backpack Han Cheng made.
The Son of God is the Son of God. He just made these changes to the ordinary animal skin bag, and it immediately became particularly easy to use.
Not only is it easy to carry, but it also frees up both hands to do other things, which they have never thought of before.
Han Cheng looked at the senior brother who was carrying a backpack and dancing with a rattan shield, and he also had a smile on his face.
However, the smile on Han Cheng's face disappeared a little after he noticed that the baggy backpack was also scurrying around as his senior brother jumped.
"Senior Brother, take off the backpack first. Some parts are not ready yet and need to be rested to make it more usable."
Han Cheng smiled and spoke to his senior brother.
As soon as this statement came out, everyone including Wu Yuan and others were a little confused.
Especially the two people, Wu, who had just put on his backpack, and Senior Brother, who was carrying his backpack and dancing with his vine shield, were even more confused.
They have personally experienced the benefits of this backpack. Carrying it on the body is much more comfortable and lighter than carrying it with hands or hugging it. It can be said that there are many benefits.
But now, Shenzi actually told them that this backpack was not the best and could be improved to make it better. How could this not surprise and confuse them?
The Son of God is the Son of God, and his requirements for things are still as high as ever.
After being confused, everyone expressed their sincere emotions.
Han Cheng took the backpack that his senior brother had put down and took out all the contents one by one.
After looking at it carefully for a while, she pointed to the two places near the upper and lower parts of the backpack and asked Bai Xuemei to sew two sets of straps on these two places, symmetrical on the left and right.
After Bai Xuemei understood what Han Cheng meant, she immediately started to do it. It didn't take too long to sew two sets of straps on the backpack according to Han Cheng's request.
Han Cheng put the things he had taken out into the bag again, then put the backpack on his shoulders and tied the two sets of symmetrically sewn straps one above the other.
The upper group is tied on the upper part of the chest, and the lower group is on the stomach.
Once these two straps were tied around my body, I immediately felt much more comfortable.
Han Cheng felt it for a while, showed a satisfied smile, then untied it, put it down, and handed it to Wu.
After helping Wu carry it on his back, and helping him tie the upper and lower straps, Wu immediately realized the benefits of the newly sewn straps.
After these two straps are tied, the backpack is closer to the body, and it feels more effortless to carry it on the body, and the shoulders are not as heavy as before.
After Wu felt it for a while, he took off the backpack from his body and handed it to his senior brother so that he could feel the difference. He felt that senior brother would be even more delighted with this change.
Sure enough, when the senior brother put the improved backpack on his shoulders and moved it a few times, his eyes suddenly lit up.
He couldn't wait to pick up the vine shield and started to dance. The more he danced, the more excited he became. He felt that this new tool created by the Son of God was really useful.
Just now, he thought that the previous one was very useful, but now, after experiencing this improved backpack in person, he immediately threw the previous thoughts out of the sky and never mentioned using it again.
It’s the same kind of backpack I had before.
Well, in some things, it’s not just women who are fickle, men are also fickle.
After this backpack, which was similar to a travel bag, was a great success and received unanimous five-star praise from everyone, Han Chenggong began to gather people in the tribe who were good at making clothes and asked Professor Bai Xuemei to make them.
Rather than having one person make the whole thing, these people were asked to do it separately. Several people were responsible for one process and performed assembly line operations.
Good things like the assembly line had already been implemented in the Qin Dynasty.
However, with the demise of the Qin Dynasty, many Mohist disciples who served the Qin State also suffered disaster, and many inheritances were cut off in the war at the end of the Qin Dynasty.
After the establishment of the Western Han Dynasty, the Huang-Lao school of thought first came to power, and the remaining Mohist disciples had a relatively easy life.
After Dong Zhongshu implemented the Three Strategies of Heaven and Man, Han Wu deposed hundreds of schools of thought, and only respected Confucianism, and the particularly capable Confucianists with the Gongyang School as the main body came to power, the Mohists, who had always been at odds with Confucians, became even more uncomfortable.
So most of these remaining Mohist elites, the Huang-Lao school of thought who were stubborn and refused to change and were squeezed out by Confucianism, as well as the remaining Zajia and other schools of thought gathered around Liu An, King of Huainan, in an attempt to assist Liu An and create
Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty rebelled and returned to the court.
And wrote a book "Huainanzi" that includes various schools of thought.
Those who dare to rebel against Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty have never had a good end. Liu An's end was tragic, and those of the Mohist Huang-Lao school who supported him were equally miserable. The elites with ideals and aspirations were almost wiped out.
The Mohist school, which had already suffered heavy losses, became even more declining. It never recovered and was gradually lost in the long river of history. The same is true for the Huang-Lao school. The real disciples of Huang-Lao have basically disappeared, and the remaining people have developed under the skin of Huang-Lao's disciples.
Taoism, which involves refining alchemy, cultivating Taoism and seeking immortality, is far from the true Huang-Lao theory...
However, under the rule of Confucianism, which became more and more arrogant, craftsmen were paid less and less attention and were denounced as grotesque skills. As a result, many bright things were lost in the long river of history. Many of them were lost in history.
The development of craftsmanship has been seriously hindered...
Whenever he thinks of these, Han Chengcheng feels very uncomfortable. He feels extremely sorry that the precious knowledge and wealth of his ancestors have not been preserved and many of them have disappeared in the long river of history.
It is precisely because of this regret that Han Cheng attaches great importance to the skills that have been developed in the Qingque tribe.
For things that are of great use to the tribe, in addition to recording them on paper, they also have people record a copy on a clay tablet for preservation so as not to interrupt the inheritance.
Let good things be lost in the long river of history.
If one day, something unexpected happens to the tribe, and some things gradually disappear in the long river of history, with these recorded ceramic tablets and other things, future generations may be able to recover some of them.
For example, when faced with powerful ships and cannons, Tan Sitong, Liang Qichao and others dug out the Gongyang School from the pile of old papers and used it to arm themselves.
Although he failed later, his figure and spirit that dared to fight continued to inspire everyone, and he became the most dazzling presence among the entire class of literati and officials at that time.
With the hard work of these women in the tribe, backpacks were manufactured one after another, with basically no big difference in style and size.
While they were doing these things, the rest of the tribe was not idle either.
In the winter, when the water mill cannot be used, some people in the tribe pound millet by hand in preparation for the southward journey after spring.
At this time, the millet has been pounded, and it will be convenient for those traveling south to eat on the way.
There are also some people who are sewing clothes, and some people are resting and polishing some tools for people traveling south to use on the way.
Some people began grinding tofu, compressing it into dried tofu, and making part of it into tofu skin so that people could eat it on the road.
Wu Ze took out the herbs such as Bupleurum, Root and Houttuynia stored in the tribe to dry, and handled them carefully. They would all be taken away later.
He definitely couldn't go on this trip south, so he used his own methods to silently contribute to the tribe's trip south.
Those who want to travel south in spring will encounter fewer difficulties and return safely when the time comes.
Han Cheng continued to think about possible difficulties and corresponding solutions in the room. If possible, he told the people in the tribe to make preparations.
Sometimes I will ask people in the tribe if they have any good solutions.
On days like this, all the backpacks were completed, thirty-five of them.
Looking at the pure leather backpack placed here, Han Cheng nodded with satisfaction.
With these things here, it will be much more convenient to go out this time.
Han Cheng gave great praise to the people who made these backpacks, led by Bai Xuemei.
"Ha ha!"
After praising everyone, Han Cheng, who was alone in the room, couldn't help laughing.
Of course, this was not because he was crazy, but because he remembered something very useful for traveling.
This kind of thing is leggings.
With three horizontal and two vertical backpacks on his back and leggings on his legs, he relied on his feet to crawl over the snow and cross the desolate grassland under the enemy's pursuit and interception, and walked a journey of 25,000 miles.
Created a miracle in human history, formed a team with iron will, emerged from the prairie fire, and embarked on a road to the rejuvenation of an ancient nation.
During long-distance hiking, leggings can play a great role in relieving leg fatigue and allowing the calves to recover as quickly as possible.
At the same time, leggings can also resist damage from the outside world. For example, they can protect the legs from being injured by thorns and other things, and they can also prevent being bitten by insects and ants.
Thinking of leggings and the various benefits of wearing leggings, Han Cheng was certainly happy, because with this thing, the tribesmen would have a little more protection when traveling south.
Doing what you say and not procrastinating much is a major characteristic of primitive people. Han Cheng has lived in the tribe for a long time and has also been affected by it.
As soon as I thought about wearing leggings, I took action immediately.
According to the image in his memory, he first found linen cloth, cut it into a width of about ten centimeters, and then began to draw on his legs.
Making leggings is a technical job. In later generations, Han Cheng only saw tied leggings, but he didn't know how to make them, so he could only explore on his own.
After gesticulating for a while, I started to wrap the leggings from the ankle up in circles, using a lot of force, and the leggings made my legs swell a bit.
It was wrapped all the way to the crook of the leg and then stopped.
Then Han Chengcheng encountered an embarrassing thing, that is, there was only one legging wrapped all the way, and there was no way to tie it up.
After struggling like this for a while, I finally took heart and cut the end of the leggings from the middle, creating a fork of about fifteen centimeters. In this way, the problem was perfectly solved.
The other leg does the same thing.
After putting on the leggings, Han Cheng stood up and tried to walk. He was not used to it and felt that his calves were swollen and painful from being strangled. Moreover, the gaiters were so tight that he could hardly walk.
Needless to say, it goes without saying that it is too tight.
Han Cheng squatted down again, took off his leggings, and started beating again, this time without using so much force.
After the treatment, I stood up and walked again. The feeling of swelling and pain in my calves was still there, but it did not affect my steps.
Han Cheng walked out of the house.
"Son of God, what is this?"
Han Cheng, who wears leggings, walks among the tribe and attracts as many eyes as he wants. The rate of turning heads is definitely high.
After someone saw it, they couldn't help but curiously asked.
"These are leggings..."
Han Cheng explained to them with a smile.
"Son of God, I will try too."
Wu is definitely an old man with a very adventurous spirit. He is very willing to accept new things and has no idea of being conservative.
After learning about the benefits of wearing leggings for long-distance walking from Han Cheng, I wanted to try it myself.
"Wu, wait a minute..."
Han Cheng did not agree because he was not a professional in leggings and was only in the trial stage at this time and was not mature yet, so he did not let the witch tie him.
After the leggings he put on himself were effective, it would not be too late to promote them in the tribe.
In the next few days, Han Cheng would walk back and forth for three or four hours every day inside the tribe where the snow had been cleared.
In the first few days, it was indeed very uncomfortable, but after I got over the discomfort, I immediately felt different.
Not only has the uncomfortable feeling in my legs disappeared, but even if I walk continuously for an afternoon, my calves will not be sore.
After personally verifying the effectiveness of leggings like this, Han Chenggong had thirty-six pairs of leggings made according to his specifications.
Two of them are for Wu and Senior Brother to experience, and the other thirty-four are for those who have been selected to go south with him after the beginning of spring.
This time going south, Han Cheng decided to lead the team himself.
On the one hand, this is because this trip is very important to the future of the tribe and cannot be underestimated.
On the other hand, he has seen a lot of the world in the entire tribe and has a clear understanding of the difference between the south and the north. If it were another leader, he would not know it even if he came to the warm south.
Because except for the cold season of winter, in the other seasons, for people who have never been to the south, it is impossible to distinguish between the south and the north.
After imitating Han Cheng's example and putting on the leggings, the senior brothers and the others had the same initial feeling as Han Cheng. They all felt that their calves were very uncomfortable. If Shenzi hadn't told them before they started putting on the leggings, they would have put them on.
It will feel like this when you put it on, and they will definitely untie it and use it as a foot wrap or a belt.
After this uncomfortable feeling lasted for three or four days, it disappeared. Not only that, I also felt very comfortable...
As everyone in the Qingque tribe prepared for their journey south, time passed little by little, and the long-awaited spring finally arrived.
The sun looks warm and yellow hanging in the sky, scattering the warm sunshine down, as gentle as a lover's kiss.
With one kiss, the ice and snow melted, the river became cheerful again, the roots of the withered yellow weeds turned green, some rice-sized buds sprouted from the branches of the willow branches, and the small yellow flowers that bloomed early bloomed slightly in the early spring wind.
Swinging, birds chirping happily in the distance...
The ice on the earth has been lifted, and the whole world is full of vitality. The sun is so bright and gentle, and everywhere is full of color.
Those who were ready to travel did not set off immediately. Instead, like other people in the tribe, they were working hard for spring plowing in the tribe. They held various tools in their hands and dug up the fields in early spring.
Soil, pick up grass roots in the ground.
The reason why they didn't set off immediately was because spring came late this year, leaving less time for the tribe to plow the land. Han Cheng and his team could plow more land if they stayed in the tribe.
On the other hand, the ice and snow had just melted at this time, making the roads muddy and not easy to walk on.
The spring of Qingque's twelfth year has arrived, and there is still a long time before winter, so there is no need to race against time.
At this time, it is necessary to wait in the tribe for a period of time to allow the ice and snow to completely melt and the land to no longer be muddy, because what needs to be done next is a protracted battle, not a short-distance race.
Avoiding the muddy period will make everyone suffer less on the road, which will be more conducive to the next walk...
In the seemingly quiet morning, various animals raised in the tribe were walking back and forth in their own pens. From time to time they would flap their wings or snort, and sometimes they would raise their heads and look outside the pen, which seemed a little boring.
They are waiting for the people in the tribe to feed them.
However, people used to feed them very promptly, but today they missed the appointment. It was already this time, and no one came to feed them.
At this time, the feeders, who were looked forward to by the beasts in the tribe, were gathered in the threshing field outside the Qingque tribe.
The thirty-five-member southbound team headed by Han Cheng was all ready and ready to go.
Everyone was wearing leggings, wearing rattan armor on their upper bodies, carrying backpacks on their backs, wearing rattan helmets on their heads, and holding weapons in their hands. They looked a little weird, but there was something different about the weirdness.
Han Cheng, who was carrying a backpack, reached out and touched Bai Xuemei's head without saying anything, because he had already said what needed to be said in the past few nights.
He took little Xing'er, who was already calling daddy vaguely, from Bai Xuemei's arms. He squatted down and held Little Pea in his arms, then stood up from the ground and pulled the two siblings together.
They were all picked up, one in each arm.
Kissed little Myolie's cheek, and rubbed her forehead against Little Wandou's.
Myolie was still young and couldn't feel anything, but Han Wandou noticed something, and the little person seemed depressed.
"Take good care of your mother and sister at home. Dad will be back after a while and bring you delicious food when the time comes.
Little Wandou is a little man, he has grown up, and he doesn’t cry."
Han Cheng handed the little Xing'er to Bai Xuemei beside him, stretched out his hand to wipe away his son's tears, and comforted him with a smile.
Looking at his son who was crying because he was reluctant to leave, Han Cheng was deeply touched, and he even had the idea of not going out anymore and staying with his wife and children in the tribe.
However, he suppressed such thoughts because he knew that this matter must be done.
When I was young, I longed to grow up quickly. When I grow up, I will be free and be able to do many things I like.
But when you really grow up, you will realize that the adult world is not what you expected as a child, and you don’t have the freedom and freedom you wanted as a child.
On the contrary, many times you need to do things you don't like to do.
But there is no way, the world of adults is like this, with burdens and responsibilities on their shoulders, they can no longer do whatever they want like they did in childhood, and even a good night's sleep has become an extremely luxurious thing...
…
Han Cheng wiped away Xiao Wandou's tears and said goodbye to Brother Wu and the rest of the tribe. Then he put Xiao Wandou down, stretched out his hand to pinch his cheeks that still had some baby fat, and turned around to lead the others.
Leave.
The Qingque flag was raised high and rustled in the spring breeze. A group of thirty-five people, carrying backpacks and leading two donkeys and eight deer, walked east for a while, then turned south, all the way
He walked away and gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.
Xiao Wandou wiped his eyes vigorously with the back of his hand, and his vision became clear again. As he watched the team gradually go away, the little guy no longer shed tears. Instead, his little face became a little tight, and his two little fists were clenched tightly.
stand up.
The little person seemed to have grown up a lot all of a sudden and became sensible.
Growth seems to be accompanied by some pain, and this kind of taste, many times, can only be savored slowly by oneself...
