I am a Primitive Man

Heiwa and the others didn't know what Shenzi wanted to do, but they all followed out enthusiastically, because usually under such circumstances, Shenzi could perform new miracles.

The winter here is colder than the place where Han Cheng's descendants live. Although the sun has already come out at this time, the temperature still hasn't risen much. Several people walked out of the Qingque tribe, and white air was blowing out of the air, like one by one swallowing clouds and fog monster.

Han Cheng first asked someone to dig a rectangular hole here with a bone shovel.

The pit does not need to be too deep, just 20 centimeters deep.

Although the weather was cold, because there had been no rain or snow during this period of time, the ground was not very frozen. Digging with a bone shovel was still possible, but the hands were a little cold.

Exercise keeps people warm. After digging a shallow pit about one meter long and half a meter wide, the people who participated in the digging were already sweating.

Everyone speculated in their minds about the intention of the Son of God digging a hole here.

Is it necessary to arrange another defense here?

Seeing that it is not too far away from the defensive belt made of sticks, thorns, and rattan, I think it is very likely to be the case.

But everyone's thoughts quickly disappeared, because the hole was too narrow, and it only took a little effort to cross it, and it was useless to block the enemy.

After the hole was dug, Han Cheng was about to let people continue to the next step, but he heard someone in the tribe shouting for dinner.

It is the creed of foodies to eat the most in the world, especially in such a cold season, drinking a bowl of hot soup will make people feel refreshed.

Han Cheng immediately stopped his work and returned to the tribe for dinner with everyone.

A batch of rabbits were dealt with in the morning, so the lunch of this day is naturally mainly rabbits.

After eating a bowl of steaming rabbit soup, all the chills were dispelled, and my body was warm. I was holding a roasted golden rabbit leg, biting and chewing slowly, not to mention how comfortable it was.

After lunch, Han Cheng filled half of the charcoal left over from cooking in an earthen jar, and led the people out of the cave that was used as a storage room and dining hall, and walked outside the tribe.

This time there were more people following, besides Hei Wa who dug the pit in the morning, Wu who had had enough of knocking rabbits also came out,

There are also those children who are jumping and not afraid of the cold.

The iron head, the wood, and the balloon came out to look at it for a while, then turned and went east.

Under their armpits, they carried stone scythes and ropes with hooks for binding things.

This kind of rope is most convenient for tying things. Pull up the two ends of the rope that was placed on the ground in advance, wrap it around the firewood, rapeseed or other things placed on it, and then put the end without the wooden hook to the wooden hook. Just hang it up and pull it hard in the opposite direction.

Iron Head and the others climbed up the hill where the cave was located, took out the rope and stretched it out on the ground, and then began to cut with the stone sickle.

They harvest thatch that has been completely dried.

Before tiles were not safe and popular, thatch had always been a very useful grass. This year this piece of thatch grew very well, and Han Cheng was naturally reluctant to waste it. He still has great uses for this thatch.

It's just because the Qingque tribe has too many things to do, and it took until now to get a manpower to do it.

The thatch was golden yellow, and after standing on the ground and colliding with each other, there was a sound of beep, beep, beep.

Those who were arranged by Han Cheng to harvest thatch were people who often harvested grass. After doing one thing for a long time, they became very familiar with using stone scythes to harvest things.

The fastest one on hand is still Tietou, a lawn mowing enthusiast. He has already started tying the thatch before others have done a bundle.

One leg half-kneeled and pressed against the thatch bale, and every time it was pressed, the hand holding the end of the rope pulled hard.

As he exerted his strength, the gap just squeezed by his legs disappeared. After doing this several times in a row, the whole bundle of thatch was tied firmly, and the extra rope ends were tied to the tight rope. , the thatch bundle will not loosen, and then use a rough grass rope made of wool, and tie it along the rope. After it is tied firmly, untie the rope with the hook.

This was done to save rope, which would be too wasteful to use such a well-braided rope to bind thatch.

However, the rough rope woven from wool grass is inconvenient to tie. It takes a lot of effort to tie the thatch firmly without loosening. This method can perfectly solve this problem.

This method was not thought of by Han Cheng, but was figured out by Tietou himself.

Sure enough, labor can make people smarter.

However, Han Cheng came up with the idea of ​​tying a wooden hook to one end of the rope that is often used to bind grass.

At the beginning of tying, pull one end of the rope out of a loop, and after winding it around once, put the other end of the rope into the loop and pull it backwards.

The process is the same as with a grooved rope.

It’s just that there are a lot of inconveniences. When unbundling, the rope is easy to get stuck, and the other is that if you pull too many times, the ring will be worn off.

The rope kept breaking, and the iron head was very distressed. In order to prevent the rope from breaking, he didn't dare to use force when tying things.

The result is even more troublesome. If the grass is not tied firmly, it will be extremely uncomfortable to transport. Sometimes the bale will loosen and the bundled grass will fall to the ground...

Han Cheng didn't pay attention at the beginning, and it took two or three days to realize that something was wrong, because before the iron head came back from mowing the grass, he was full of energy, and the bales were tidy, but now it seems like a different person of.

After asking the reason and knowing the whole story, the rope with wooden hook came into being.

The wooden hook is not afraid of the rope grinding, the more it is worn, the stronger it will be, and it will become smoother.

After Han Cheng solved this problem, Tietou's enthusiasm for mowing grass was raised again...

When the iron head was binding the thatch, Han Cheng was also instructing the people to fill the pit with the soil dug out and piled up on the side of the pit in the morning with a bone shovel.

Inside the pit was a pile of burning firewood.

Everyone didn't know what the Son of God meant by this move, so let's not talk about lighting a fire in the wild, why... the fire should be filled with soil if it is good?

In this way, wouldn't the fire be completely extinguished?

Everyone was puzzled, but their hands kept moving, shovel after bone shoveled the soil to cover it, the burning fire was hit by this sudden blow, and soon extinguished, before struggling twice, it was gone Buried alive.

After burying it, still unable to let go of his hatred, Han Shenzi asked people to go up to the top and trample the soil on the porcelain.

It's almost as fierce as Niu Jinda buried Shan Xiongxin's soldiers and horses alive, and then led three thousand cavalry to trample on them in the middle of the night.

Until now, everyone still couldn't figure out what the Son of God wanted to do. Wu had been thinking about it for a while, and he couldn't figure out what the Son of God wanted to do.

Of course they couldn't figure it out, because even Han Cheng, the instigator, had no idea whether such a seemingly unreliable method could burn out carbon.