I am a primitive

After hearing Han Cheng's words, the second senior brother's attitude suddenly became very correct. He squatted down, picked up a piece of meteorite that had cooled down, and began to look at it seriously.

The second senior brother, like everyone else in the tribe, believed in what Han Cheng, the son of God, said.

Now, the Son of God told him that this kind of inconspicuous stone, which the Son of God called Meteorite, could make tools that were more useful than bronze tools, so that must be the case.

He needs to be treated well.

Thinking of this in his heart, the second senior brother couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Bronze tools are so easy to use, so how easy should tools made from this meteorite be?

If I can build it myself, wouldn't the tribe have better tools?Wouldn't the tribe become stronger because of this?

After such thoughts arose, the second senior brother became even happier, and even couldn't wait.

"Son of God, how to do this? Is it melted in a furnace like copper ingots and tin ingots?"

After holding a piece of heavy meteorite and looking it up for a while, the itchy second senior brother couldn't help asking Han Cheng.

Of course, this meteoric iron cannot be melted in the furnace. With the current technical conditions in the tribe, even ordinary iron ore cannot be melted, let alone this meteoric iron.

In fact, things like meteorites basically don’t need to be melted.

Because when flying at extreme speed in the air, many impurities contained in it have been burned away.

For the rest, you only need to use the furnace to heat it as much as possible, and then forge and shape it.

It is no worse than Baisteel.

After listening to the words of the second senior brother, Han Cheng recalled some things he had learned about the meteorite, and then smiled and said to the second senior brother: "There is no need to melt it, we can't melt it yet, heat it up, use a hammer Just keep tapping out the shape of the tool we want."

The second senior brother is relatively experienced in this kind of thing. After all, when he was dealing with iron bacteria, getting some iron beads together, and getting a few pieces of ironware, a large part of it was the second senior brother under the command of Han Cheng. from.

"I'm going to burn the stove!"

After hearing Han Cheng's words, the second senior brother became excited all of a sudden. He stood up suddenly from the ground and said that he was going to burn the furnace for forging.

Han Cheng hurriedly stopped him: "Wait until tomorrow to do these things. We all have a good rest today, otherwise we will be in trouble if we are exhausted."

Although the second senior brother wanted to do it immediately, but Han Cheng, the son of god, had spoken, so he could only press down his thoughts.

After staying here for a while, and together with Han Cheng moved the meteorites back into the house one by one, they went to inspect the blacksmithing stove that hadn't been used for a long time.

The Son of God only said that he was not allowed to use those meteorites to make tools today, but he didn't let himself check the stove.

I checked the stove today, and if it didn't work well, I called Hei Wa to come over and fix it together, and then I found some good charcoal and prepared Feng Gulu as well.

In this way, by tomorrow morning, I can use the meteorite to make tools.

Moreover, doing these things is not tiring at all...

Of course Han Cheng could understand the second senior brother's careful thinking, but he just smiled and didn't stop him.

Such a small mind, more and more people in the tribe can have it...

In this way, half a day passed quietly.

During this period of time, in addition to doing these things, Han Cheng also learned more about what happened in the tribe after he left by asking Wu, senior brother, Bai Xuemei and other people who stayed in the tribe.

Knowing that during the period when they left the tribe, except for the fact that the tree belt brought a large number of people to attack their own tribe, nothing major happened and everything was stable.

Harvesting rapeseed and planting such crops as millet and soybeans went very smoothly.

Even because of the sudden increase of so many adult slaves and sufficient manpower, seventy or eighty acres of millet were planted this year more than expected.

After learning about this, Han Cheng also became more at ease.

"I'm not here, you guys are doing great."

Han Cheng smiled, Wu, senior brother and others once again affirmed.

After lunch, Han Cheng couldn't bear it after all, so he fell asleep on the kang.

After getting along for half a day, Little Pea was no longer as clingy as when Han Cheng first came back. When Han Cheng was sleeping soundly, the little guy went running wildly with other minors in the tribe.

As for Xiao Xing'er, who was much younger, she didn't have such a good spirit, she rested her head on Han Cheng's arm, and fell asleep with Han Cheng's father.

When falling asleep, some saliva would flow out from the corner of his mouth from time to time, leaving along Han Cheng's arm...

"Pee, pee..."

The sleeping Han Cheng was awakened by his daughter's voice.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and after understanding what the little girl was talking about, Han Cheng hurriedly carried her off the kang, and found a urinal...

Holding the little girl in his arms, Han Cheng shook his head vigorously. After sleeping, he looked more energetic.

It was also at this time that he realized that the yard was so quiet that he didn't even hear the little minors playing.

No wonder some people in later generations said that when you live alone, it is best not to sleep in the afternoon, because when you wake up, the quietness outside can make you feel the loneliness that seems to emanate from the depths of your soul ...

However, Han Chengcheng has never felt such loneliness since he came to this era, because he has his tribe.

And at this time, he was still holding his little girl in his arms.

After staying in the room for a while, feeling the quietness of the afternoon, Han Cheng hugged Xiao Xing'er and walked away from the door.

The afternoon sun slanted down, but it was no longer so scorching, and there were basically no people in the courtyard.

At this time, most of the people went to work outside the courtyard.

"Brother Cheng, are you awake? Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Not long after Han Cheng carried Xiao Xing'er out of the room, Bai Xuemei came out of the room where the silkworms were raised, and ran over with a face full of joy. She who didn't sleep looked better than Han Cheng who took a nap Be spiritual.

"I've slept well, right, Little Pea and the others?"

For some reason, at this moment, seeing the bright smile on his daughter-in-law's face, Han Chenggong vaguely felt a little weak in his legs.

"You're sleeping, so I'll let them play outside. They should be catching grasshoppers right now."

Bai Xuemei said with a smile.

Han Cheng's heart warmed when he heard the words, and he stretched out his hand to touch the face of this increasingly caring little daughter-in-law, and then came to the room where the silkworms were raised with him.

There are many shelves in the silkworm room, and there are many dustpan-like things on the shelves, and all the silkworms are raised in them.

After entering the room, you can hear the rustling of silkworms eating mulberry leaves.