I am a Primitive Man

? Han Cheng guessed right, the leader of the sheep tribe and everyone in the sheep tribe were indeed very distressed.

On the way to copy the hats and gloves of the Qingque Tribe, the first step of cutting made them struggle.

Stone knives and bone knives were used in turn, and it took a long time to separate a piece of leather from the middle.

The parted skin is already a bit horrible, especially where a lot of hair has fallen off.

Then I made holes in the edge of the leather and found strong grass to wear...

It has been eight days since I worked hard to get a glove.

Looking at this ugly glove, the leader of the sheep tribe and everyone laughed happily.

This glove made by them has been passed around among them.

But when his eyes fell on the two gloves exchanged from the Qingque tribe, the joy in his heart couldn't help but stagnate.

The difference between the two is really too far...

The leader of the Sheep Tribe encouraged everyone, saying that he would be able to make gloves as good as the Qingque Tribe, and then...

And now he's sitting in a daze among a pile of gloves.

These gloves have strange shapes, and some of them, from the appearance, are very similar to the two brought back from the Qingque tribe (this is also related to the fact that they blackened the two gloves produced by the Qingque tribe ), however, you only need to touch it with your hand, and you can immediately find a huge difference between the two.

The two gloves brought back from the Qingque tribe are soft and smooth, and the hands can be curled up, but the gloves they made themselves are very hard and easy to shed.

Because of its hardness, it is very easy to touch the cracks or chilblains on the hands, which is even more uncomfortable than not wearing it.

The leader of the sheep tribe scratched his hair vigorously, but he really couldn't figure out why the gap between the two was so big.

They can slowly solve the problems of splitting the leather, drilling holes, and threading the straw ropes, but they have no idea how to soften the hard leather.

How on earth did that tribe do it?

This is already the number of times he has asked himself this question.

People from two tribes ran over and said that another sheep died.

The leader of the sheep tribe, who was used to these things, waved his hand to signal them to lift the skinny sheep out and peel it off.

When he just came out of the Qingque tribe, he felt that he knew a lot of things, which could greatly improve the life of his tribe.

However, after the implementation of one by one, he discovered that what he knew did not play a big role in the current situation of his tribe, but instead created a lot of troubles out of thin air.

At least in previous years, when the weather turned cold, they could stay in the cave without going out, but not this year...

He thought he knew everything, but when he came back, he found that things were completely different from what he thought...

How on earth did that tribe do it? !

The leader of the Sheep Tribe asked this question again. As he asked the question, the thought that made him feel panic that he had suppressed before suddenly came back to his mind, making his heart thump...

If you want to enjoy civilization, you must first bear the pain brought by civilization. What the sheep tribe is experiencing now is what you must experience on the road to civilization.

I just don't know if their path will go astray...

The elder brother's dream of wearing bamboo hats around the wall as soon as possible can only be pushed back.

Because after the members of the Yang tribe left and Han Cheng and Wu Ta discussed the anti-piracy methods, not long after, another tribe came.

This tribe is the donkey tribe with more distinctive features.

Compared with the sheep tribe carrying large and small fur bags, the donkey tribe is much more relaxed.

They took nothing but twelve skins, and provisions for their food on the road, and an empty clay pot.

These twelve skins were replaced with a large pottery pot, and then using this pottery pot and the pottery pot they brought, they took two pots of table salt from the Qingque tribe.

The elder brother was going to sell their hats and gloves to the donkey tribe according to the way he faced the sheep tribe before, but was stopped by Han Cheng.

Son of God, why don't you give them...

Seeing the donkey tribe going away with the salt, the elder brother asked Han Cheng strangely.

He was really puzzled, because Shenzi clearly agreed before, why did he suddenly change his mind at this time?

Among the several nearby tribes, the donkey tribe is the poorest, as Han Cheng had concluded before.

Judging from the fact that they braved the severe cold and traveled such a long distance this time, but only brought twelve skins in exchange, it can be seen that their poverty is worse than Han Cheng imagined.

Like the donkey tribe, pottery alone can drain it, and hats and gloves don't have to be used, so as not to get time to pay for it.

Han Shenzi, who is not good to everyone in the Qingque tribe, is really stingy when facing the people around him who do not belong to their Qingque tribe.

Even if it is accidental generosity, there are calculations in it.

An unknown person like him in his previous life may not survive three episodes if he goes to another world. There are a lot of people in this era.

From this point of view, it is not too bad to send him to the primitive society.

It may be that God can't get used to this guy who bullies primitive people, so he gave him enough hardships on the carbon that Han Cheng wanted to burn.

Looking at the almost burnt firewood and the remaining charcoal in front of him, Han Cheng felt like crying.

The sense of superiority generated by the crushing of IQ and experience when facing primitive people before was completely blown away.

Not only that, Han Cheng also had a vague feeling of being pressed and rubbed on the ground.

After using the clay kiln built by Heiwa to burn charcoal for pottery and failed many times in a row, Han Cheng summed up his experience seriously, and then logically passed the pot to the clay kiln.

It means that it's not that his method is not good, but that the clay kiln for firing pottery is not suitable for burning charcoal.

This crisp pot made Hei Wa, who was following beside him, stare blankly.

After listening to Shenzi's analysis based on the actual situation, the uneven heating of the earthen kiln caused the constant failure of charcoal burning, Heiwa, who was successfully brainwashed by Shenzi, followed Shenzi's enthusiasm to adopt a new method to burn charcoal.

This method is the soil method that Han Cheng used to burn pottery at the beginning—pile the firewood for charcoal together, and then paste a thick layer of mud on the outside.

In order to fully solve the problem of uneven heating, Han Cheng opened twelve ignition holes directly under the pasted pyre.

Then, after giving an order, let Hou and a few people beside him light the fire together.

From the hole left at the top of the pile of firewood sealed with mud, after discovering that the firewood in the middle had also been burned, Han Dashenzi, who looked like a general, gave an order, and together with the others, he set fire to the firewood at the fastest speed. The twelve surrounding ignition ports and the top vent were all blocked.

This method was indeed thought out by Han Cheng. In his conception, there should be no big mistakes in this operation.

Because in advance, I had a calculation in my heart, so when I acted, I would appear calm and unhurried.

As an influential figure in the Qingque Tribe, Han Cheng's deeds would not attract attention.

Everyone in the Qingque tribe knew that the omniscient, omnipotent Son of God was repeatedly frustrated in burning charcoal.

Seeing Shenzi's expression of determination yesterday, and his demeanor returning to his usual calmness, he knew that Shenzi would definitely succeed this time, and the 'bamboo hat' on the fence had been finished, so they all came to join him.

I want to share the joy of success from the Son of God and witness miracles with the Son of God.

Then……

Then seeing the unexpected scene in front of them, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

Even though Han Cheng had already cultivated his face, under the circumstances, he still couldn't help but feel a little hot.

What the hell is this!

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