I am a primitive

Not far away, there was the sound of bleating, and from time to time there would be the sound of a whip piercing the air, and there would be some yelling in the middle.

This is Lao Yang and others from the original sheep tribe, who drove back the flock of sheep that were full.

In places like chicken coops and duck coops, some primitive women in the tribe brought some children and put chopped green grass mixed with some rapeseed and relatively dry millet, so that these guys can go to bed after dinner .

It is very necessary to feed the chickens. In this way, not only can the meat grow, but also the little hens can lay more eggs.

Now, the chickens in the tribe have been domesticated from generation to generation. It has been more than ten years, and 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 get a small part of the chickens out of the chicken coop and put them in the yard for free-range breeding, to see if their wildness would return, and if not. , he will raise more chickens from the chicken coop.

After a period of free-range breeding in the yard, to confirm that these chickens will not return to nature again, Han Chengcheng will try to get them outside the yard so that they can survive.

In this way, a lot of food for chickens can be saved, and it can also effectively reduce insects such as grasshoppers in the field.

Of course, there is another prerequisite for doing this, that you need to fence the vegetable gardens in the tribe first, otherwise these fellows who are also omnivores will peck at the leaves of the vegetables in the tribe.

After standing here for a while, a person walked over not far away, and it was the lame that Han Cheng was looking for.

About Shenzi's plan to manufacture two new tools that can be mounted on donkeys to make them easier to ride, Lame already knew about it, and Mao told him not long ago.

As an ingenious craftsman with the same reputation as Heiwa in the tribe, it is of course his duty to do such a thing.

So after getting the news, the superior wandered around here, always paying attention to the movement here, waiting for Shenzi to draw the blueprint of the tool.

At this moment, seeing Han Cheng coming out of the room with the blueprint in his hand, Lai naturally greeted him quickly, impatiently.

Han Cheng smiled when he saw the lame approaching.

More than ten years have passed quietly. It has taken away many things and left many things behind, but some things cannot be changed by time, such as lame people who never lose their chains.

After more than ten years passed, lame was no longer the person who needed to eat fish intestines filled with sediment when Han Chengcai came here to satisfy his hunger but was not full.

However, the lame characteristic of grabbing a glimmer of hope and never letting go, and working hard for it has not changed.

Compared with before, he looks a bit old and his hands have already deformed, but he is still working hard for the tribe and himself.

Originally, according to Han Cheng's intention, these drawings were to be shown to Lai tomorrow.

Because he knew that this guy who has always been desperate, after getting the blueprint at this time, will definitely intensify his research tonight, so he can't sleep well.

But the matter of going north must be carried out as soon as possible, so after hesitating for a while, Han Cheng still made the decision to show the blueprint to the lame right now.

It can only make the lame work harder.

However, Lai didn't feel any pain in the slightest. After coming to the front and taking the blueprint from Han Cheng, he couldn't wait to read it immediately.

Over the years, I have read a lot of drawings from Han Cheng, and I am already used to this way of expressing tools with patterns.

At this time, it seems that it is not unfamiliar.

There are two drawings, one is a saddle drawn with lines, and the other is a stirrup.

Oh, it should be called donkey saddle and donkey stirrup now.

Compared with the complicated donkey saddle, the donkey stirrup with simple structure is much simpler.

Just by looking at the blueprints, Lai already understood how to make such a strangely named thing.

It can even be manufactured with several different materials and using different techniques.

For example, weaving rattan, making wooden leather ropes, using bone tools or stone tools, and bronze can all make the donkey stirrups painted by Shenzi.

But the donkey saddle that is slightly arched and the front and rear sides are slightly upturned is not easy to make.

Lie held it and watched it carefully for a while, and the sky had already dimmed. Han Cheng greeted Lie, who was fascinated by squinting at the drawings, and asked him to go inside and light the lamp.

After Han Cheng yelled like this, he realized that the sky had already darkened.

The two of them had just walked into the room and turned on the lights when someone came over to call for dinner.

Holding the drawing in his lame hand, he didn't want to eat it, but Han Cheng obviously wouldn't allow such a thing.

As a person who came from the food empire, Han Cheng has always adhered to the principle that eating is bigger than the sky.

No matter how busy you are, you still have to find a chance 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 dining hall to eat with Han Cheng.

Because he was thinking about the drawing of the donkey saddle in his heart, he 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 dining hall to serve the meal, the lame eater was called a vigorous eater. Even though Han Cheng had told him not to be in such a hurry, and it would not delay to look at the drawings after eating well, the lame eating speed still did not slow down. How many.

After eating 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, and left the dining hall to go to the room just now, and continued to look at The drawing of the donkey saddle is gone.

Han Cheng smiled gratifiedly and helplessly, and speeded up his meal, and went to that room after eating.

"...This thing can be understood as a stool, except that ordinary stools are placed on the ground, but things like donkey saddles are really fixed on the donkey's back.

But the truth is still the same.

I don't have many requirements for this kind of thing. The first is that it can be firmly fixed on the donkey's back; the second is that it will not cause any damage to the donkey's back; "

In the room, Lai Zai looked at the drawing of the donkey saddle carefully. After Han Cheng explained what he didn't understand, based on what he saw and heard, he explained the donkey saddle to Lai Zai in this way, and said: My own requirements for donkey saddles.

Limp nodded vigorously.

"Okay, that's all for tonight. I'll do the rest tomorrow. Take the time to pack up and go to sleep. Only by recuperating can you do things better. Staying up all night won't do it."

After studying here for a while, Liao basically understood everything about donkey saddles, which were new to him.

After figuring it out, he wanted to try it immediately, but was stopped by Han Cheng.

Rice needs to be eaten bite by bite, and it is impossible to eat a fat person with one bite.

As for the donkey saddle, it doesn't mean that it can be made after a night of lameness.

Lame wanted to try to make this kind of thing, but Han Cheng's words were so dead that there was no room for him, so he had to go to sleep obediently.

Looking at the lame who was going to sleep, Han Cheng smiled with satisfaction. Talents like Mao are a treasure for the tribe, and lame is also an unobtainable talent.

Even if the team going north was delayed for a few days, Han Cheng was not willing to suffer from lameness and fatigue.

"Father, wash your feet..."

Back in the room where she lived, Bai Xuemei brought Han Cheng footwashing water, and Xiao Wandou rushed to serve it when she saw this.

After bringing it to Han Cheng, he put down the footbath and called Han Cheng to wash his feet.