Chapter 877 Donkey saddle, donkey stirrup (three in one)
Han Cheng had never thought of the effects of having his senior brother and the others go to the north to bring back the remaining people of these tribes.
He really didn't have such long-term considerations. He just wanted to bring these people back to serve as slaves in the tribe so that the tribe could become stronger.
I really didn’t expect that these new slaves would identify more with the tribe and label themselves as kind.
Alas, this is the benefit of having your own tribe that is too powerful. Even if you are a slave to your own tribe, your life will be better than their original life.
Alas, this person is too good and the tribe is too powerful. There is no way around it. Even unintentional actions can lead to such unexpected gains. This is also very helpless...
In the office, Han Da Shenzi finally drew the shape of the saddle. After hearing the news compiled by those old slaves and reported by Cao Gen, a slave-born person, the smile on his face never disappeared, as if
It's like being shitted.
The kind of person who behaves well despite being given an advantage deserves as much beating as he deserves.
Fortunately, the grassroots on the side did not know the inner activities of their Son of God. Otherwise, the tall and mighty image of the Son of God in their minds would have collapsed in an instant.
"You did a good job. You can ask again to see who can recognize the road. Find more people who can remember the road and let them go back with the team. It is best to find them according to their original tribe, so as to be a
There must be at least one tribe, so that no one from any tribe will be left out..."
After getting the advantage, Han Da Shenzi, who had been very stinky and pretty for a while, affirmed what the grassroots had done, and gave him new instructions, asking him to find some people who knew the way, and waited with his senior brother.
They headed north together.
After receiving the affirmation from Shenzi, Caogen seemed very happy. This guy who once drooled over the deer of the Qingque Tribe and was kidnapped back by the evil Soaring Snake Tribe's witch leader has long since become a real
People of the Qingque tribe.
After smiling naively, he went out very energetically and went directly to the slave courtyard to do what Han Cheng had just told him.
Han Cheng, on the other hand, stood up and stretched vigorously. After thinking about what Cao Gen had just told him, he couldn't help but have fun again for a while, and then went out to find Lame.
By this time, the sun had already set, and it was time for the tired bird to return to the forest.
Not only the birds, but also the tribe's deer herds and the large number of dogs that followed the deer herds also returned to the tribe.
Not far away, there was a bleating sound, and from time to time there was the sound of a whip cracking the air, mixed with some shouts.
This is Lao Yang and others from the original sheep tribe, driving the well-fed sheep back.
In chicken coops and duck coops, some primitive women from the tribe took some children and put chopped grass mixed with some rapeseed and relatively dry millet inside, so that these guys could go to bed after dinner.
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It is very necessary to keep the chickens well fed, so that they can not only grow meat, but also allow the pullets to lay more eggs.
Now, the chickens in the tribe have been domesticated from generation to generation for more than ten years. They are basically no longer wild, and their living habits are getting closer to the chickens of later generations.
After a while, Han Chengcheng wanted to try to take a small number of chickens out of the chicken coop and put them in the yard for free-range breeding to see if their wild nature would return. If the wildness did not return,
, he will raise more chickens free-range from the chicken pen.
After letting the chickens roam free in the courtyard for a period of time to confirm that the chickens will not return to nature, Han Chenggong will try to move them outside the courtyard to let them survive.
In this way, a lot of food can be saved for feeding chickens, and it can also effectively reduce insects such as grasshoppers in the fields.
Of course, another prerequisite for doing this is that a fence needs to be built around the tribe's vegetable garden, otherwise these omnivores will peck at the leaves of the tribe's vegetables.
After standing here for a while, a person walked over not far away. It was the limp Han Cheng was looking for.
Lame already knew about the fact that the Son of God was going to make two new tools that could be mounted on the backs of donkeys to make them easier to ride. Mao had told him not long ago.
As a skilled craftsman in the tribe who is as famous as Hei Wa, it is natural for him to do such a thing.
Therefore, after getting the news, Lame wandered around here, always paying attention to the movements here, waiting for the son of God to draw the blueprint of the tool.
At this time, when he saw Han Cheng coming out of the room with the blueprint in his hand, Lame naturally rushed over to greet him impatiently.
When Han Cheng saw Lame walking over, a smile appeared on his face.
The past ten years have passed quietly, taking away many things and leaving behind many things, but some things cannot be changed by time, such as a lame person who never loses his chain.
After more than ten years, Lame was no longer the same person who needed to eat fish intestines filled with sediment to satisfy his hunger but was still not full when Han Chengcai came here.
However, the limp's characteristic of never letting go after grasping for a glimmer of hope and working hard for it has not changed.
He looks a bit older than before, and his hands have already been deformed, but he is still working hard for the tribe and himself.
Originally, according to Han Cheng's wish, these drawings were to be shown to Climb tomorrow.
Because he knows that this guy who has always had a hard-working attitude will definitely work harder tonight after getting the blueprints and won't sleep well.
But the matter of going north had to be carried out as soon as possible, so after hesitating for a while, Han Cheng decided to show the drawings to him now.
The only thing I can do is to make the lame work harder.
However, Lai didn't feel like it was hard at all. After he came and took the drawing from Han Cheng, he immediately started looking at it eagerly.
Over the years, Lai has seen a lot of drawings from Han Cheng, and has long been accustomed to this way of expressing tools with patterns.
At this time, it doesn't look unfamiliar.
There are two drawings, one has a saddle outlined with lines, and the other has stirrups.
Oh, now it should be called donkey saddle and donkey stirrup.
Compared with the complex donkey saddle, the simple structure of the donkey stirrup is much simpler.
Just by looking at the drawings, Lai already understood how to make something with such a strange name.
It can even be made using several different materials and using different techniques.
For example, the donkey stirrups painted by the Son of God can be made from rattan, wood and leather ropes, bone tools, stone tools, and bronze.
But the donkey saddle that is somewhat arched upward and the front and rear sides are somewhat upwardly curved is not easy to make.
Lame took a closer look at it for a while, but the light in the sky had dimmed. Han Cheng called to Lame, who was fascinated by the drawings with squinting eyes, and asked him to go inside the room and light a lamp.
After Han Cheng shouted like this, he realized that the sky had darkened.
As soon as the two people walked into the room and lit the lights, someone came over and asked for dinner.
Lame held the blueprint in his hand and didn't want to eat it, but Han Cheng would obviously not allow such a thing.
As a person who comes from a big empire of foodies, Han Cheng has always adhered to the principle that food is greater than heaven.
No matter how busy you are, you still have to find opportunities to eat some food in a hurry when it’s time for dinner.
So Lai had no choice but to put down the drawings reluctantly and went to the canteen with Han Cheng to eat.
Because he was thinking about the blueprint of the donkey saddle, Lame walked very fast along the way. Even Han Cheng, a man with flexible legs and feet, could hardly keep up with his speed.
After arriving at the canteen and serving the meal, Lame was eating vigorously. Although Han Cheng had told him that there was no need to be in such a hurry and that there would be no delay in eating the meal before looking at the drawings, Lame's eating speed still did not slow down.
How many.
After finishing a bowl of rice in a hurry, he put the bowl and chopsticks into the big pottery basin, wiped his mouth with his hands, said something to Han Cheng, then left the dining hall and headed towards the room where he was, and continued to look.
The drawings for the donkey saddle are gone.
Han Cheng smiled with relief and helplessness, and speeded up his eating speed. After finishing his meal, he also headed to that room.
"...This thing can be understood as a stool, except that ordinary stools are placed on the ground, but things like donkey saddles are actually fixed on the back of the donkey.
But the truth is still the same.
I don’t have many requirements for this kind of thing. One is that it can be firmly fixed on the donkey’s back, the other is that it does not cause any harm to the donkey’s back, and the third is that it should be stable and comfortable for people to sit on.”
In the room, Lame looked at the drawings of the donkey saddle carefully. Han Cheng explained what he didn't understand based on what he saw and heard, and then explained the donkey saddle to Lame and said:
My own requirements for donkey saddles.
Lame nodded vigorously.
"Okay, that's it for tonight. We'll do the rest tomorrow. Take the time to tidy up and go to bed. Only by keeping your spirits up can you do things better. Staying up all night won't do you any good."
After studying here for a while, Lame basically understood everything about the donkey saddle, which was a new item for him.
After understanding it, I wanted to try it immediately, but was stopped by Han Cheng.
Rice needs to be eaten one bite at a time, and it is impossible to become fat in one bite.
And the donkey saddle is not something that can be made by lamely staying up all night.
Lame wanted to try to make something like this, but Han Cheng's words were so serious that he didn't leave any room for him, so Shang had no choice but to go to bed obediently.
Looking at Lame who was going to sleep, Han Cheng smiled with satisfaction. Talents like Mao were a treasure to the tribe, and Lame was also an unobtainable talent.
Even if the team heading north was delayed for a few days, Han Cheng was not willing to cause any problems due to fatigue.
"Dad, wash your feet..."
Back in the room where she lived, Bai Xuemei brought Han Cheng foot-washing water. Xiao Wandou saw this and rushed to get it.
After bringing it to Han Cheng, he put down the footbath and called Han Cheng to wash his feet.
Little Myolie, who was not sleeping next to her, also imitated Little Pea and shouted vaguely: "Daddy, wash your feet."
Being teased like this by the two little guys, Han Cheng's face was filled with smiles.
Reaching out to touch the heads of the two little guys, Han Cheng took off his shoes and socks and put his feet into the footbath filled with hot water.
Xiao Wandou followed Bai Xuemei's example and squatted down to wash the feet of Han Cheng, a father.
The younger Myolie also followed her brother's example, squatting down unsteadily and putting her two little hands in the footbath and pulling randomly.
My son and daughter's little hands felt soft when they touched their feet. This was a very comfortable feeling, which made Han Cheng feel warm in his heart.
Perhaps this is the joy of being a parent. It is common for children to be naughty, but these children often do some particularly touching things.
This was not the first time Han Cheng had washed his feet, nor was it the best he had ever washed his feet, but it was the most unforgettable one for him...
In the lighted room, when Han Cheng was deeply moved by what his two little children had done, the Tongshan residential area, one hundred and eighty miles away from here, had not yet begun to rest.
At this time, several bonfires were lit in the Tongshan residential area, and the firelight illuminated a large area.
The aroma of food wafts through the Tongshan residential area.
Everyone was enjoying the food, and whether anyone spoke or not, they all had big smiles on their faces.
Of course everyone was happy, because at noon today, people from the main tribe arrived here and told them the news that the Son of God and his party had returned safely.
At the same time, he also talked about the news that he had found the south suitable for tribes to live in, and about rice and sweet millet stalks.
Regarding the journey of the Son of God and his companions, the people living in the Tongshan residential area were no less worried than the people in the main tribe.
After hearing such news, everyone's hanging hearts were completely relieved, and then they were filled with deep joy.
Then there was this scene now.
"Look, this is rice! The Son of God specially asked us to bring it here!"
After a while of this, the person who came from the main tribe carefully took out a small package from his backpack. After opening it layer by layer, two grains of rice and four grains of shelled millet appeared in Tongshan Residence.
In front of everyone in the district.
Seeing this, everyone gathered around and rushed to see this new crop, which was said to be as good as rice in every aspect...
Unlike the Tongshan residential area, which was illuminated by the bonfire, the slave courtyard of the Qingque Lord tribe was already dark at this time.
However, even though the lights have been turned off and sleep mode has been entered, many people are not asleep.
From time to time in the darkness, you can hear the sound of someone turning over on the kang.
Today, after the news came that the Son of God was going to send people north to pick up the remaining people, many people were so excited that after working for a day, many people who had fallen asleep in the past arrived.
I haven't fallen asleep yet.
Especially those who have been selected will go north with the team going north in the next few days, return to their original place of residence, and bring the remaining people in the tribe to live in the Qingque tribe.
It is even more difficult for people to suppress the excitement in their hearts.
Many people couldn't help but think about what it would be like when they followed the Qingque tribe north, returned to their original tribe, and told the remaining people in the tribe the good news.
People in the Time Tribe will definitely jump with joy, right?
When they thought like this, they felt their hearts burning.
After coming to the Qingque Tribe, the quality of sleep has not been very good. Of course, the leader of the Grass Tribe did not fall asleep at this time.
But compared with those who were simply happy and excited, the mood of the leader of the Grass Tribe seemed more complicated.
This time, as the team headed north, among the new slave candidates who returned to their original place of life was the leader of the Grass Tribe.
The reason why there is a leader of the Grass Tribe is not because she is a woman, but because when the Grass Roots came to ask who knew the way back and decided on the candidate, the leader of the Grass Tribe was very confident that she remembered.
In fact, only the leader of the Grass Tribe knew clearly, and she was not particularly clear on how to go back.
But she still said with absolute certainty that she knew the way.
Because she really wanted to leave this rich, powerful, safe, but also scary and powerless tribe.
On this trip to the north, the leader of the Grass Tribe felt that this should be a very rare opportunity, an opportunity to leave the Qingque Tribe and return to the life of his own tribe.
So she did it without much hesitation.
Although he couldn't remember how to go back, the leader of the Grass Tribe was not worried at all.
Because she was not the only one who followed the team heading north this time. She didn't remember the road. The rest of the people just remembered how to go. As long as she followed forward, she could return to the place where she originally lived.
As long as they return to the place where they originally lived, the leader of the Grass Tribe will have the confidence to find the location of his tribe from there.
In this way, no one will find out that she actually doesn't know how to take this section of the road.
If it were in the past that she could come up with such a good idea, the leader of the Grass Tribe would definitely be very proud, but now, she really can't feel any pride at all.
Because during this period of time in the Qingque Tribe, she had experienced a lot of great wisdom, especially the Son of God, which was like a mountain weighing heavily on her heart.
However, there is still some excitement. After all, not long ago, I was worried about how to leave here, but now such a great opportunity has appeared.
And I also caught it...
The leader of the Grass Tribe thought this in his heart, thinking about what he might encounter on his return trip. After a long time like this, he finally fell asleep...
"Bang-dong-dong! Bang-dong-dong!"
A new day starts with blacksmithing.
After seeing the usefulness of the hammer made of meteorite iron, the second senior brother couldn't contain his excitement even more. Early the next morning, Heiwa and he rekindled the blacksmithing furnace and burned two pieces of meteorite iron red.
After that, the life of blacksmithing began again and again with the meteorite hammer.
After such a noise, it was impossible to sleep in, so Han Dashenzi climbed out of the bed neatly.
After washing up, Han Cheng took Xiao Wandou out of the tribe and ran back and forth along the stone-paved road for a while. After hot sweat dripped from his forehead, Han Cheng came back with Xiao Wandou who was also sweating.
After washing his face again, Han Cheng came to the tinkling blacksmith shop and watched the two senior brothers forging iron here.
This time, what the second senior brother forged was an ax and a chisel.
As before, after the tribe has good materials, it is first necessary to create a set of tools needed by the carpenter and stonemason.
Once these tools are built, people in the tribe can make more useful objects.
However, the two pieces of meteorite iron today have just been beaten once. They look very irregular. There is still a long way to go before they can become tools like axes and chisels. We need to continue
Withstand the burning of fire over and over again, and the beating of hammer over and over again.
Han Cheng watched here for a while, rubbed his ears that were buzzing from the shock, and walked towards the carpenter's room.
Here in the carpenter's room, Lame and several other carpenters he brought out are busy here.
Lame has been up for a long time, and even before the second brother and his blacksmith donkeys were lit on fire, he had already started to be busy inside.
When Han Cheng came over, there were already three pairs of stirrups in the carpenter's room.
One is woven with strong rattan, and the other two, one is made of wood, and the other is supported by a mixture of bones and rattan.
As for the bronze donkey stirrups, if you want them all made of bronze, you need Hei Wa to make a mold.
Han Cheng picked up a simple stirrup supported by three different materials and put his feet in one by one to try it out.
Lame's craftsmanship is still as good as ever, and it's very comfortable to put your feet in.
While putting his feet in to see if they fit properly, he also used both hands to pull on the upper leather ropes to check how firm they were.
The result was also very satisfactory, and none of them were broken by him anyway.
Of course, whether it is useful or not depends on making the donkey saddle, putting it on the donkey's back, and conducting experiments.
At this time, Lame was holding a ruler for comparison. After the measurement was completed, he drew a line, and then gave it to Mao'er and the other apprentices, asking them to either cut it with a saw according to the line, or use an ax to cut it out.
Flatten the place.
When Lai is in working condition, he looks like a master craftsman.
Han Cheng stood here and watched for a while, then left, not disturbing their work any more.
This is the benefit of cultivating talents in the tribe. Many things only need to be handed down, and you don't have to do it yourself, which is very leisurely.
Otherwise, it would not be fun at all if he had to intervene in everything, big or small, and Han Cheng felt that if he didn't do it right, he would follow in the footsteps of Prime Minister Zhuge.
In fact, Prime Minister Zhuge was very capable of delegating power before, but since Ma Su lost the street pavilion, he had serious self-doubts about his ability to employ people, and then he exhausted himself to death...
