I am a primitive

After hesitating for a while, he looked at Han Cheng, who seemed very happy, pulling Uncle Lu out of the deer pen and walking all the way to the sledge.

Han Cheng couldn't help being taken aback when he heard the words, what does lame mean?Why do things that have just been built have to be reworked before they are used?

"This... this is not very useful."

Limp pointed to the two deep marks left on the snow, with a bitter face as if about to cry.

It's not that I feel uncomfortable because my 'signboard' was smashed, but I feel that I haven't done what the Son of God told me.

Because of my own reasons, this sledge was already well known in the tribe before it appeared, and many people were looking forward to it. Now that the sledge finally came out, it looks like this...

After Han Cheng understood what it meant to be lame, he smiled and patted him on the shoulder, telling him not to worry about whether it would work or not. He put on Uncle Lu and ran it twice before talking.

For this sledge, Han Cheng is full of confidence. The two pieces of wood used as "wheels" are made wide and smooth at his request. Such things are not easy to walk on the snow, so what can they do? Can?

As for the problem lame said, it was not a big deal in Han Cheng's opinion.

After all, the snow has not been stepped on and is still soft, so the sledge sinks so much, and it seems to be more laborious.

This matter is easy to solve, just need to run two more times back and forth with the sledge to compact the snow.

Porcelain-packed snow is not much better than ice, and it is not slippery for people to walk on it. Naturally, it will not take much effort to walk on the sledge that has been deliberately scraped clean.

Under the lame still worried eyes, Han Cheng put on the somewhat reluctant Uncle Lu, and then pulled the empty sledge all the way to the outside of the tribe.

Like pushing a wheeled car, pulling a sledge is laborious at the beginning, but once it is pulled away, under the action of inertia, it is not so heavy.

Han Cheng stepped on the snow and led Uncle Lu all the way to the quarry. The freshly baked sledge slid through the thick snow, leaving two smooth marks.

Bai Xuemei and some minors from the Qingque Tribe followed the sledge, stepped on the two marks, chattered and laughed like a group of sparrows who found food in winter.

The limping limp also followed behind. Unlike those cheerful children, he looked at the sledge gliding in the snow, and his eyes showed some worry. Compared with the deer, the sledge was still a bit difficult to pull. It took a lot of effort.

And Uncle Lu is the strongest deer in the herd, even so, wouldn't it be more difficult to change to those ordinary deer?

On the quarry, firewood was burning non-stop, and a large pile of stones mined in the past few days had been piled up beside it.

The foundation of the bathing pool has been dug, and there is not much to do. Most of the people came here to help mine the stones. In addition, Shenzi said that things like the sledge could transport the stones very quickly, so everyone did not slack off.

At this time, everyone in the quarry stood up, looking at Shenzi who was leading the deer in the snow from a distance, with anticipation on his face.

From Chen, who was trotting all the way here, they already knew that the son of God was still lame, and he had already made the sledge.

This... is this the sledge?

Seeing this mutant wooden ladder-like thing, the people of the Qingque tribe waiting in the quarry all stared wide-eyed.

Han Cheng sniffled, led Uncle Lu to turn his head, and asked someone to put stones on it.

"All right."

Shang put a rock with a relatively broken head on the sledge, and was about to put the second tree head on, when Han Cheng's voice sounded.

This... is this good?

This is just a bunch of heads, okay?

Ordinary people use a load to carry two stalks at once, okay?

Is this the sledge that took a few days to make?

Is this the method that Shenzi said is much faster than carrying stones by hand?

Looking at Shenzi, who was leading Uncle Lu and pulling a sledge full of stones, all the way to the tribe, and the people waiting here in the quarry, they were all quiet, and their eyes dropped out of shock as they looked at each other. .

The transportation efficiency of this sledge is so high that it is too scary, right?

The limp who stayed in the quarry squatted on the ground and drew circles on the snow with a branch, not paying attention to the complicated gazes of the people looking at him.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Han Cheng didn't explain anything. Instead, he took Uncle Lu to the tribe, threw the stones in the stump aside quickly, and led Uncle Lu to the quarry again. .

After these two times of rolling back and forth, the snow on the road has become a lot firmer. Uncle Lu, who is pulling the empty sledge, looks very relaxed, walking all the way without much effort.

"Put two more nuts."

Looking at Shang who stopped moving after loading a pile of stones, Han Cheng smiled.

On the last trip, only one truffle was allowed to be installed, but now three truffles are allowed to be installed at a time. Can the deer move?

Shang asked about his doubts, and the others also expressed some concerns.

"Just pretend, it's okay."

So two more heavy stones were placed on the sledge.

"what!"

Han Cheng yelled, and Uncle Lu, who received the order, stepped forward with his four slender thighs and followed Han Cheng, and the sledge behind him also moved.

All of a sudden, there were two more stones, and it seemed that there was not much difference from the last time I pulled a stone!

Limp raised his head and stopped drawing circles. Everyone in the quarry looked at the deer pulling the sledge all the way to the tribe, and their expressions changed.

"Put two more nuts."

At the quarry, Han Cheng, who was leading Uncle Lu to come for the third time, said to Shang and the others.

After the last rolling, the snow on the road has become more porcelain and slippery, and it is easier to pull it up.

"Son of God, this..."

Shang and the others hesitated, worried that Uncle Lu would not be able to bear the load if they packed so much. One stone weighed seventy to eighty catties, and five stones were already very heavy.

"Pretend, it's okay."

With everyone looking worried, Han Cheng took Uncle Lu and set off again. As a result, Uncle Lu looked the same as when he pulled his head for the first time.

Limp dropped the stick in his hand and stood up from the snow, and the rest of the people also became a little quiet.

"Put two more nuts."

Han Cheng, who came for the fourth time, continued to say the sentence he had said twice in an understatement.

Shang and the others didn't talk nonsense this time, they looked a little dazed, and put two more stones on the sledge.

"what!"

Uncle Lu moved forward with his limbs, and it was a bit laborious at first, but he didn't feel so heavy after that.