I am a primitive

Sure enough, the Maxima still needs Bole to send it. If he hadn't met Bole himself, I'm afraid that the copper mountains and tin mines near the Tengshe tribe might still be humiliated by the slaves after waiting for many years.

Knowledge is power!

Looking at the Tongshan Mountain and the tin mines that were excavated not far from the Tongshan Mountain, Han Dashenzi's thoughts were flying, and he wanted to go to heaven.

In my heart, I despised the Teng Snake tribe who had eyes but no pearls, and then lifted myself as high as possible. Compared with the two, I fell into a deep intoxication, unable to extricate myself, and completely forgot what I did for myself before. Looking for copper and tin mines, and the situation of being bald during smelting.

Han Cheng, who was floating erratically and recently walked with steps that his relatives did not recognize, could not float anymore, because he was slapped on the ground hard, and it was still full of mud.

It was not someone else who photographed him, but an autumn rain from the unbearable God.

A cold autumn rain.

Han Hancheng wasn't too scared, but the thing that bothered him the most was Lu.

The continuous autumn rain fell for several days in a row, and the soil was softened, and the road was muddy all the way.

Not to mention that the soles of the shoes will be stained, the most cruel thing is that sometimes they will slip if you don't pay attention, and even more advanced ones will split your legs.

There is more than one person who has done such a difficult move, and the large piece of mud on Han Cheng's buttocks is the testimony.

In such weather, it is not easy to walk empty-handed, not to mention that the people in the team are all carrying heavy stones.

It was not easy to come to Tongshan, so Han Chengcheng thought it was a trip, and let all the people and deer who could bring things bring the ore.

Even some dogs were not spared by him, and he gave up with seven or eight catties of ore on his body.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with doing this, but people, deer and dogs suffer too much, especially when it is raining.

'Built the city!Built the city!Build another residence near Copper Mountain! '

Dashenzi Han, who slipped a buttock again, didn't bother to care about the mud on his buttocks, grabbed the pole that fell on the ground, picked it up and continued walking.

While walking, I thought hard in my heart.

After the residential area was built, people would specialize in smelting metals here, so that they would no longer have to keep transporting these maddeningly heavy ores.

Refined crude copper and crude tin are easier to transport than ore!

Dashenzi Han continued to lose his temper.

But being crazy is being crazy, it is still very necessary to build another residential area here in Tongshan.

Bronze is a very versatile thing that once cast a prosperous bronze civilization.

Once such a thing comes out, it is destined not to be too ordinary.

In the days to come, all kinds of bronze wares will be more and more widely used in daily life, and they will play an increasingly important role, which is certain.

With such an important strategic resource, it is very necessary to build a residential area here.

The most important function is to facilitate the smelting of bronze and the casting of bronze ware here.

As for guarding the copper mountain and the tin mine from being invaded by other tribes, there is no need to worry about such things now.

Because according to Han Cheng's known news, no tribe nearby has cast bronze yet.

Under such circumstances, even if the Copper Mountain and the Tin Mine are clearly placed here, no one is guarding them, and someone walks through here, they will not have any ambitions for them.

Because they didn't even know that these stones had such a great use.

Even if people from some tribes moved here, most likely it would be the same as the previous Tengshe tribe. Some people drank the beautiful water, and after they died, they began to fear Tongshan, regarded it as a tiger, and swiped it. For the general existence of forbidden land.

This is the same as Han Cheng has not been stationed there until now.

Because apart from the Qingque Tribe, no one knew that those seemingly useless rocks actually contained such precious things.

Even if they knew, they would not be able to get out salt, copper, and tin in a short time.

This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that if other tribes dare to wander around Yanshan and Tongshan, and point fingers, Han Cheng, who has already put these things in his pocket, will be happy to send a strong Qingque tribe fighters, arrest them all, and then satisfy their wishes to the greatest extent.

After turning them all into slaves of the Qingque tribe, let them cook salt and smelt metal for the Qingque tribe forever. It hurts to do these things.

That's right, Han Dashenzi, who was carrying heavy ore and fell into mud several times in a row, is so stubborn at this time!Such high-spiritedness!I want nothing to do!

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In the Qingque tribe, many people gathered not far from the bamboo clump, and opened their eyes wide to see the copper ingot in the shape of the bottom of the clay pot.

It was raining on the road, and this copper ingot was not as dazzling as it was when it was just cast.

Maybe wait a little longer, and after being exposed to more water vapor and oxygen, these yellow metals will slowly climb up the copper rust and turn into the color that matches their names.

This not-light piece of copper was turned around in the hands of the people around it, and when it returned to the slate table, it had become bright yellow again.

According to this trend, it may not be easy to achieve a heavy sense of history if it is to be covered with patina.

"Son of God, I can use a hammer to shape it into a round ball, which can be put into a sling and thrown farther."

The second senior brother, who was trained by Han Cheng to be a blacksmith, took the hammer with a wooden handle that he had polished to a smooth surface, and began to ask Han Cheng for a job.

After using the sling for a long time, he has found that the rounder the stone is, the easier it is to hit a distant target, and it can be thrown farther than ordinary stones.

The reason why he wanted to forge the first piece of bronze into a metal egg for throwing was because Junior Brother Sha and Shang, as well as some other people in the tribe, had equipped some weapons made of iron.

This made the second senior brother very envious.

It’s just because the iron bacteria in the tribe did not get much iron before, and the iron was too hard to make iron balls. In addition, each iron ball used was too much iron, and it was thrown far away with a sling. Because the iron ball that goes out is easy to lose, the second senior brother has always been envious of it.

Now seeing this yellow bronze and testing its hardness with a hammer, the second senior brother immediately came up with the idea of ​​using this metal to make some metal balls.

After all, after throwing such a golden ball, it is easier to identify it.

With the continuous enrichment of the materials of the Qingque Tribe, production surplus has become the norm, and more and more, and the social division of labor has become more and more detailed. After the gap between people's occupations continues to widen, people have given birth to some different thoughts. .

I gradually understood the difference between what I own and what the tribe has in common.

This is actually the fundamental reason why the second senior brother spoke at this time, wanting to forge the bronze ingot into a metal ball.

As the leader of the Qingque tribe, Han Cheng, who is paying close attention to these things, naturally knows these things, but he doesn't have any special thoughts about them.

Because in the long run, this is a great improvement, and it is also the direction that the tribe will inevitably go after it prospers.

"Son of God, use it to make shovels. After making shovels, you can plan a lot of ground, and you don't have to worry about breaking them like stone shovels."

"Son of God, use it to make a sickle. With a sharp sickle, I can cut back more grass for the deer and sheep in the tribe..."

The people of the tribe expressed their opinions on the use of these coppers, hoping that the wise Son of God could adopt his opinions.