I am a primitive

Wu suddenly yelled like this, with excitement on his face.

Han Cheng, who was secretly happy there, couldn't help being taken aback when he heard Wu's words, and immediately reached out and patted his forehead vigorously.

I was only thinking about making sails out of this kind of cloth, but I forgot about making rain gear!

What Wu said was not wrong at all. Water-proof cloth like this cloth is indeed very suitable for making rain gear.

It seems that before the plastic cloth and all kinds of water-proof industrial cloth were passed to the country where Han Cheng lived in later generations, people used this kind of cloth soaked in tung oil to make rain gear.

He seemed to have seen this kind of umbrella before when he was a child, and had a vague impression of it.

Han Cheng couldn't tell whether he went to the market with adults when he was a child, or when he saw a temple fair in the village.

But I can remember the umbrella and the scene under the umbrella.

It was a weather with a drizzle of rain falling from the sky.

A large umbrella made of bamboo as thick as an adult's arm is fixed there.

The big bamboo umbrella is very big, and it can cover a large area after being opened.

It's just that unlike the umbrellas manufactured after the development of those industries, these umbrellas are not round.

but elongated.

There are very few umbrella ribs, and it seems that there are only four in my impression.

Even if it is more than this, it will not exceed six.

The rain cloth on the big umbrella is white.

It's just that this whiteness is not pure at all.

Because of the age and the smokiness, this kind of cloth, which should have been white, has now basically turned into a yellow color with different shades.

It even turned brown in some places.

But even if it is already like this, it still stands here firmly, sheltering the people under it from the wind and rain.

There is a burning boiler under the umbrella, and two old couples who are over fifty years old are running a steamed stuffed bun shop.

The buns are not the steamed ones, but fried buns.

The large frying pan of the kang water fried buns is covered with a lid, and the heat is constantly rising.

On the side is a stick made of woven bamboo, which contains some steaming golden water fried buns that are fried on one side.

On the side of the decoction buns, there is a thickly wrapped bucket, which contains the whole tofu brain.

On the simple table, several people were eating boiled buns, scooping up tofu nao from time to time.

From time to time, there will be collected raindrops, dripping down the umbrella ribs.

Make small potholes one by one...

Because of his young age, most of Han Cheng's attention was on the fried golden fried buns and the white jade-like tofu brain with white sugar on it, so he remembered these things clearly, but he didn't care about that. The big umbrella with a sense of age is not very impressive.

Yup!

Now that there is something that can be called a raincloth, I can also let the people in the tribe use it to make some rain gear!

You can't always think of making it into a sail.

For the bamboo hats and coir raincoats in the tribe, Han Cheng can't say that he dislikes them, but he doesn't want to wear them very much.

These two things look very simple and primitive, which is very in line with the era Han Cheng is in now.

But these two things are too bulky, and they look heavy when worn on the body, and they don't feel very good.

Of course, among the entire tribe, he may be the only one who has experienced umbrellas and various light raincoats from later generations who feel that these two things are bulky and difficult to use.

In the past, because the tribe didn't have any good waterproof materials, and the bamboo hats and coir raincoats could make do with it, Han Cheng didn't think too much about it.

At this time, looking at the newly made rain cloth in front of him, and hearing what Wu said, a light flashed in Han Cheng's heart.

They just started to try to make sailboats, and they don't know how long it will take until the sailboats of their own tribe come out.

In other words, these cloths that I got to use as sails will not be used in a short time.

Then why not take advantage of this time and let the craftsmen in the tribe try to use this kind of cloth to make umbrellas, feather raincoats and other portable rain gear?

"Wu, you are very right. This kind of fabric is so waterproof, it can indeed be used to make rain gear!"

Han Cheng smiled and said to Wu with great affirmation.

After hearing what Han Cheng said, Wu was stunned for a while.

I just said this casually, why did the Son of God become serious?

Moreover, the cloth itself is more precious, and because the cloth is soaked with precious tung oil, it becomes even more precious.

It is a bit too extravagant to use such precious things as rain gear.

Looking at Shenzi who was smiling at him and casting approving glances at him, Wu only felt that his head was a little big, as if he had made a big mistake unintentionally.

Miko, don't get me wrong, I'm just saying this a little bit, and I don't really want to use such a precious thing as a rain gear!

"Shen, Shenzi, the bamboo hats and coir raincoats in the tribes and tribes are very good. They don't get wet when they are worn in rainy or rainy days. They are easy to make and the materials are ordinary."

After Wu reacted, he quickly opened his mouth and explained that he was going to make amends for the prodigal behavior of the Son of God that would be caused by his talkativeness.

However, this is obviously impossible.

I saw Han Dashenzi waved his big hand, and said in a very grand manner: "You think the bamboo hat and coir raincoat are good because you haven't been in contact with better rain gear. After you have been in contact with better rain gear, you won't Think so."

As he said this, he began to call these two people to help him put away these things he called raincloths, and found skilled craftsmen in the tribe to make new rain gear.

Not long after, Han Chengcheng took the two of them and left from here to follow Wu.

The witch's expression became extremely exciting, as if he had made a huge mistake.

When he thought about it, he had indeed made a big mistake.

If it weren't for his talkativeness, Miko would not have thought of using this precious raincloth as rain gear.

The tribe can save a few more things...

What a crime!