I am a primitive

This is really a difficult problem. You can build it yourself without a house, and you can build it slowly without a car, but the wife can't build it slowly, right?

Even if he can go down and break a rib with his hands, he still doesn't have the ability to give her immortal energy...

Forget it, let's leave this matter aside for the time being, and let's get tangled up later.

Han Cheng opened the top of his leather pants, looked at something that hadn't developed much in the past year, sighed rather melancholy, and had to leave this problem that had troubled him for two lifetimes and would continue to trouble him.

He didn't hang around the wall, the senior brother and the others were already familiar with building the wall, and there was no need for him to point fingers.

Now, he is standing beside the kiln not far from Xiaohe, enjoying the joy of opening the kiln with Hei Wa, and intends to use this to dilute some of the sadness in his heart.

Hei Wa has already become an expert in it, walked to the kiln, stretched out his hands to touch the wall of the kiln and the pottery plate covering it, and then put his hands in the cracks to feel the temperature respectively, and let Together with him, the assistant lifted down the two pottery panels covering the earthen kiln, and laid them flat on the side where they were out of the way.

As the two pottery plates were lifted away, fine dust flew randomly out of the kiln.

Han Cheng stood aside and waited for a while, walked to the open kiln, stood on a stone and looked in, and saw that the inside of the kiln was densely packed with black tiles, most of which were intact. No damage, only half of them are broken occasionally.

I don't know if these broken ones were heated unevenly, or they were put into the kiln before they were completely dry.

Hei Wa and his assistant came over, and they were not too happy to see the broken tiles. After all, he has already regarded himself as the No.1 pottery maker of the Qingque Tribe, and he has not been to the kiln for a long time. , Today I finally came to see the opening of the kiln, but such a situation happened, he naturally felt a little dull.

Han Cheng smiled and praised Hei Wa for doing a good job, and only then did Hei Wa have a smile on his face.

For Heiwa's attitude, Han Cheng actually appreciates it very much, because many technological advancements are only realized by craftsmen who pay every penny and strive for perfection.

Han Cheng came out of the kiln together with Hei Wa and his assistants. The tiles were not too big, [-] centimeters long and [-] to [-] wide. Blocks are still available.

There is basically a layer of fine floating ash on the newly fired tiles. You can see the true color of the tiles when you wipe them off with your hands. It is the kind of black that is similar to tribal pots, and it is smaller than the common ones of Han Cheng in later generations. The tile color is heavier.

Some pottery made from clay is red, and Han Cheng has not encountered it yet. When it is all right, you can ask Heiwa to search nearby to see if there is any. It is also a good thing if you can find such clay , you can prevent the color of the pottery in the tribe from being too monotonous.

Han Cheng raised his hand, and a broken tile flew out. After gliding in the air for about ten meters, he fell down and hit the pile of broken pottery, making several crisp sounds. became more broken.

Broken pottery is also useful, smash them with stones, and mix them with clay when making pottery again, so that the fired pottery will be stronger, and when firing It is also not easy to break.

Han Cheng carried a stack of ten complete tiles to the pile of tiles not far away, stacked them together with the previous tiles, and then walked to the kiln to transport the tiles here.

Some necessary labor is still to be done. Firstly, you can exercise your body, and secondly, you will not let yourself be too idle.

At the beginning, Han Cheng stood on the stepping stones for the tiles in the earthen kiln, and he could get the tiles out by himself.

As the few of them moved, the number of tiles in the kiln became less and less, so Han Chengcheng had to take over the tiles from Heiwa or his assistants and move them.

His body has not yet grown, and even standing on the stepping stones cannot reach the tiles below.

If you force it, it is very likely that you will plant your own head into the kiln.

After coming here for more than a year, Han Cheng has already accepted the fact that he has small arms and legs.

This kiln tile is not missing, there are more than 500 yuan, and now, there are almost 600 yuan of fired tiles. Looking at the pile of tiles, Han Cheng is more concerned about the upcoming house construction. I'm looking forward to it.

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Today, Han Cheng looked very happy, and Wu also seemed very energetic. Not only them, but the entire Qingque tribe was shrouded in an inexplicable excitement and anticipation.

At the beginning of spring, many of them learned from Shenzi or other people that Shenzi was going to build something better than a deer pen called a house for the people of the tribe to live in.

The house is more spacious and cleaner than the cave, and the inside is brighter than the cave, and it is warmer than the cave in winter.

The concept of cleanliness was very vague to them before the arrival of the Son of God. Sometimes they would consciously or unconsciously do some cleaning things, but they could not be customized after all.

After the son of God came, he began to let them wash their teeth, wash their faces, take a bath, wash the animal skins, and clean the cave... After doing all these things, when they looked back, they suddenly realized that this was clean.

Something clean and tidy always looks better, and primitives are no exception.

If Han Chengcai had added the advantage of cleanliness when promoting the house last year, the people of the Qingque Tribe would not have felt it, and would even wonder what "cleanliness" is or what "cleanliness" can be. Can't fill my stomach.

But it is obviously different now. Even without Han Cheng's words, no one in the tribe would make himself dirty.

Except, of course, when working.

But even if they get dirty from work, they will take a bath at night, unlike before, I don't know if they can take a bath once a year...

After knowing that the house has so many benefits, they are naturally looking forward to such a good place to live, but the Son of God said that the building of the house can only be started after the wall is raised first, so they can only look forward to it first , From time to time, imagine what a house better than a deer pen would look like.

After such a long period of anticipation, now that the wall is finally built, and the Son of God is finally going to lead everyone to build a house, how could they not be excited?

Even Eldest Brother and others took the initiative to request to shorten the rest time, turning the three days of rest after the wall was built into one day.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the Qingque tribe, Han Cheng, a guy who has only seen building a house but has never done it before, took the rope measure made earlier, and with the cooperation of the lame, calmly and confidently Tolerance is measuring the foundation.

A group of people from the Qingque tribe who didn't know the truth gathered around, looking at them with admiration as if they were gods who knew everything. They were lame and flushed with excitement. One of them didn't walk well and almost fell to the ground.

"here."

Han Cheng poked a small mark on the ground with a wooden stick wrapped around a tape measure, and turned his head and said.

The elder brother who followed hurriedly came over with a stick with a diameter of two centimeters and a length of more than one meter, which was burnt black and sharpened in the fire.

He pointed the tip of the stick at the mark that Han Cheng had just made, held it vertically with one hand, and smashed it down with a stone in the other.

After a few strokes, the straight stick stood firmly there.

After the wooden stick was nailed, four sticks appeared in the open space. Under Han Cheng's signal, the elder brother connected the four sticks with a thin rope, so that one piece was ten meters long and wide. An open space of five meters was circled out.

"dig."

Han Cheng said again.

The people who stood waiting with the bone shovels started to act one after another. They were divided into four groups and excavated along these four lines respectively.

And Han Cheng followed Lai, and then took the rope grass tape measure and began to measure, to divide the rectangle facing south into three evenly.

After nailing four more wooden stakes and pulling two lines, the position of the foundation is completely determined.

The house is on the west side of the cave entrance, about ten meters away from the mountain wall.

After the building was built, the orientation of the house was the same as that of the cave, facing south, which is conducive to collecting sunlight.

The people of the Qingque tribe have already used bone shovels, and digging soil with bone shovels is even more commonplace.

With the joint efforts of everyone, by the afternoon, several foundation trenches [-] cm wide and [-] cm deep had been dug.

Because it is dug along the line, there is no need to worry about digging crookedly.

When the big brother and the others were digging the foundation, those who couldn't get involved were not idle. Under Han Cheng's arrangement, they were preparing for the next step.