I am a primitive

After a short period of excitement, he poked his head out from behind Wu, and began to shout at the top of his voice.

However, at this time, the white mist was vast, and everyone was in a state of panic, except Shang heard the Son of God shouting, picked up the water jug ​​beside him and poured it in the direction of the stone in his memory, and did not know who it was on , the rest of the people can't take care of it.

Fortunately, the water vapor came and dissipated quickly. After there was no more water to continue splashing on the stone, it dissipated quickly.

As the white mist dissipated, the panicked crowd gradually calmed down.

They looked at the son of God who had already calmed Wu in a hurry, and came out from behind Wu, and there was a flicker of shock in their eyes.

It's not that they haven't seen the white mist before, but this is the first time they've seen such a thick fog that rises without warning.

And along with the rising of the white mist, there were all kinds of piercing sounds, it would be strange if they were not frightened.

"Quiet! Don't be afraid!"

Han Cheng looked at the two shattered pottery pots filled with water on the ground, and then at the panic-stricken crowd, and shouted.

Senior Brother and the others saw the calm expression on the face of the youngest Shenzi present, while the adults like them were terrified, and they still needed Shenzi to strengthen their courage, so they couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

"Open! Open!"

Someone suddenly screamed in surprise with a shrill voice, and pointed at the huge stone with one hand.

Only then did the rest of the people remember what they were doing, and upon hearing this, they all looked around at the big rock.

Then he reacted and separated Shenzi and Wu from behind, and hurried out of the way.

It's just different from just now, they looked at the Son of God with even more reverence at this time.

These people have dealt with rocks a lot. In their cognition, large rocks are unshakable, but now, the Son of God, in less than half a day, has removed this rock from their point of view. The stone, which was absolutely impossible to move, was cracked!How can this make them not reverence?

Many people couldn't help but look down at their hands, then at the earthen pots filled with water and the firewood on the ground, looking in disbelief.

They couldn't believe that this was really done by themselves and others.

Han Cheng and Wu, who had flickering suspicion in his eyes, came to the big rock to check, only to see that there were seven or eight cracks on the big rock, dividing it into irregular blocks.

However, these cracks are not complete. If they were complete, the stone should be lying on the ground in pieces, instead of being like now, except for one or two small pieces falling off, the rest are still together to form a whole.

This should be the reason why there was not enough water on it just now while it was hot.

"Son of God! Son of God!"

I don't know who led it, but there was a reverent and excited voice calling for the Son of God.

Fu Jiang, who didn't know what was going on, also wagged his tail and jumped up and down blindly to make up the numbers.

The sound spread far away, and a few birds looking for food not far away were frightened and spread their wings and flew away in a hurry, fearing that this group of over-excited two-legged beasts would do something to them...

'boom! '

A stone peeled off from the big rock, and Shang, who nimbly dodged to the side long before the stone fell, waited for a while, and came over after the place stabilized and no other stones fell, and piled the stone on top of a smaller one. He moved the stone away and picked up two wooden wedges that were thinner at the bottom and thicker at the top, more than half a meter long.

Shang tossed one of them aside, held the other one in his hand, and inserted it into another crack on the big rock with the sharpened end that had been burnt in the fire.

He leaned to one side, and after making sure that the stone would not hurt himself if it fell, he began to smash the top of the wooden wedge with a stone he held in his hand.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."

This crack was relatively large, and the stone was loose, and a wooden wedge hadn't hit much, and a large stone peeled off from the much smaller boulder.

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Holding a wooden wedge in one hand, and a stone that is more suitable for smashing things after being rested by the 'mason' wood in the other, Shang straightened up and looked at the big stone that had become much smaller, and the big stones scattered around. gravel.

The person in charge of carrying the stones took this opportunity to put the stones into the arbor, and then picked them up with a hook.

When encountering those who are relatively large and cannot be dealt with by one person, they are tied up with ropes, a wooden pole is put through the middle, and two people carry them to the tribe.

The wood that likes to make stone tools first picks out some stones suitable for making stone tools and throws them aside.

Shang, who took a break, looked at all this with a smile on his face, and the frustration caused by not having any stones had long been thrown into the sky.

Seeing Shenzi wandering around the empty rapeseed field with Fu Jiang and the deer from a distance, Shang's heart was immediately filled with reverence.

For this child-like son of God, he respects from the bottom of his heart, because he can always make things possible that are completely impossible in his own opinion, and he uses extremely simple methods.

After resting for a while, Shang put the tools in his hand aside, and piled firewood from one side to another big rock not far away...

"Wow..."

"Crack, crack..."

The ice-cold water was poured on it, and a large amount of white mist filled the air amidst the piercing sound. Faced with such a scene, the people of the Qingque Tribe were no longer afraid, they knew it was a normal reaction.

In the misty white mist, the people who had been arranged in advance poured the water in their hands towards the location in memory in an orderly manner...

Han Cheng wandered around the empty rapeseed field with General Fu and Uncle Lu.

After the rape was harvested, the weeds began to grow wildly. In the weeds, there were many small rapes with small thorns on the leaves.

This is the rapeseed that fell on the ground during the harvest before. After a short period of dormancy, I couldn't wait to get out of the soil, thinking of seeing the colorful world earlier.

It's a pity that they came out at the wrong time, and there was no applause to greet them, only a rough tongue that was dyed a little green.

Uncle Lu, who rolled a mouthful of green grass mixed with a small rapeseed, raised his head while chewing, and saw that there was already a lot of rapeseed in the small basket beside the little Twolegs not far away, so he took a few bites Swallowing the green grass in his mouth, he walked to Han Cheng who was bending over to pull out the rapeseed with his slender thighs, and consciously rubbed his face in Han Cheng's hands perfunctorily, and then inserted his mouth into the small basket. .

Han Cheng had long been used to the deer's shamelessness, and without turning his head, he moved the small basket aside...

Looking at the extraordinarily lush grass in the field, Han Cheng felt a little melancholy.

It’s okay to only grow rapeseed for one season now, but if you find the right seeds and plant them in rotation for two seasons, won’t these grasses annoy people to death?

Strange to say, the weeds always grow more luxuriantly than the crops in the same field if no intervention is made.

It would be great if there was paraquat or glyphosate, just wipe these guys away.

Han Cheng thought so, then shook his head with a smile.

Forget it, in later generations we ate too many pesticides, fertilizers, various food additives, and even a lot of chemical raw materials. Now that we finally have the opportunity to eat pure natural and pollution-free food, don’t think about those.

Of course, even if he wanted to eat it, he didn't have the ability to make it at this time...

Leisurely, Han Cheng, who was pulling the small rapeseed, straightened his waist, took a long look at the hardworking people of the Qingque tribe, and suddenly remembered the two great gods in his company who played mahjong or wandered around all day long For fun, but their wages are more than twice that of those who work hard all day.

In the past, Han Cheng felt unbalanced about this like some other colleagues, until one time the company encountered a big difficulty, and none of them could solve it. After the two of them came and settled it easily, Han Cheng never I don't feel any imbalance.