I am a primitive

When the spring rain doesn't stop, the whole Qingque tribe seems to be more relaxed. People who have been busy can take advantage of the rain to take a rest.

However, among these leisurely people, Bai Xuemei was not included, because her main work was basically done indoors.

In the dark room because of the rain, there are some shelves made of sticks of different sizes, and dustpans are placed on the shelves.

There are some tender mulberry leaves in the dustpan, and there are some small black spots on the mulberry leaves.

If you stay here for a while, you will find that there are still some small holes on these tender mulberry leaves.

This is Qingque's first batch of spring silkworms in ten years, which had been hatched by the warm spring sun two days ago.

Bai Xuemei walked slowly in the room, stood in front of this dustpan for a while, then walked around to pick up another dustpan and continued to stay.

During this process, sometimes I would use a loose rabbit fur brush to gently sweep inside or twice, and sometimes I would get some small mulberry leaves to dry the rainwater into the pineapple on the side and carefully scatter them in. In the dustpan, I did it very seriously.

In the quiet room, in front of Han Cheng, the primitive little woman who always seemed to have no brains and would never grow up the same, now she was calm and serious.

This kind of calmness and earnestness are unique to those who have made achievements that are difficult for others to achieve in a certain field.

When Lai picks up an ax and saws to start carpentry, when Heiwa and Ni start making pottery, when the second brother picks up the sling, when Sha takes off the longbow on his back... similar temperament will appear on them.

From the meeting room of the blue brick and tiled building, after telling senior brother and Shang about the armor, Han Cheng walked out of the room to the silkworm room, and came to look for Bai Xuemei.

Standing not far from the door, Han Cheng quietly looked at Bai Xuemei in the room, with a heartfelt smile on his face.

Serious men are very attractive, and Han Cheng naturally knows this. He can easily figure this out just by looking at those primitive women in the tribe who always look at him with a little green light in their eyes.

Now, he suddenly made another surprising discovery - serious women are also very attractive.

Han Cheng stood here looking at it for a while, and then continued to walk towards the door of Jamsil.

As soon as the light in the silkworm room dimmed, Bai Xuemei, who was working seriously, felt the change in the light. After a little daze, she looked up at the door.

After recognizing the person who appeared at the door, a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face, and the serious and calm demeanor just now disappeared all of a sudden.

"Brother Cheng~"

She shouted happily, and greeted Han Cheng...

Because of Han Cheng's arrival, the quiet silkworm room suddenly became much more lively.

Han Cheng asked her something about spring silkworms, and Bai Xuemei's chatterbox was immediately opened.

After talking to Bai Xuemei with a smile like this for a while, Han Cheng began to tell him about the armor.

At this time, due to the limited materials and technology in the tribe, there was not much choice of armor. After careful consideration, Han Cheng felt that these types of armor could appear in the tribe.

One is leather armor made of leather, and the other is rattan armor.

As for high-end goods such as bronze armor, the technology in the tribe is limited. To do more is to wait until the leather armor is manufactured, and then cast some bronze pieces with small holes, and then use a strong small leather rope to tie them together firmly. strapped in leather armor.

In the end, this kind of armor that Han Cheng didn't know what to call it was formed.

The reason why he came to find Bai Xuemei at this time and told her about the armor was because Bai Xuemei's hands were very skillful.

Not only in terms of sericulture and weaving, the craftsmanship is ahead of the people in the tribe, but even in making clothes, they are also better than the women in the tribe.

In particular, the crotch pants that Bai Xuemei sewed for the minors in the tribe are the best of the Qingque tribe. In this aspect, no one in the tribe can surpass her.

The function of leather armor is different from that of clothes, but it is still related to clothes in many ways. After making an extra layer of protection for the people in the tribe, Han Chengcheng came to find Bai Xuemei.

Bai Xuemei squatted on the ground, listening seriously.

She is always so serious about the things brother Cheng explained, and wants to do her best.

After Han Cheng told Bai Xuemei carefully for a while, after thinking about it, he felt that the expression was not clear enough, so he returned to the meeting room in the big tiled building of blue bricks, sat down at his desk, and recalled the ancient costumes in his mind. The image of the leather armor in the film and television drama, while holding a finely ground charcoal pencil, slowly sketches on the paper made of stone.

Life is the best teacher, it can teach you many things whether you like it or not.

Just like the current Han Cheng, who never drew before except for some ghostly drawn symbols, but now he has been sharpened and can draw the general appearance of some objects in his mind with more proficient brushwork to the point.

It was drizzling outside the window, and Han Cheng was sitting in front of the table and drawing seriously.

This kind of thing continued until a bean lamp was lit by the table, and the night was getting darker.

Han Changchang stretched his waist long, looked at the irregular armor pattern on the paper on the table, and showed a satisfied smile.

God did not hate him enough to train him, he was far from reaching the level of a human flesh camera, he only knows some wild ways, it is already very good to be able to draw the armor pattern which is very complicated for him to such an extent.

After all, he doesn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder. This kind of thing that can kill obsessive-compulsive disorder is of no use to him.

Waking up in the morning, Han Cheng felt some pain in his back, and his whole body was very tired. He stood there thinking for a while, and suddenly remembered that last night, he seemed to be dreaming that he was wearing armor, holding a spear, and riding across the battlefield on a horse. The majestic posture of fighting in all directions.

Sure enough, I think about it every day and dream at night. I have been worrying about armor and other things from yesterday until night, and I had such a dream at night...

While recalling some fragments of dreams in his memory, Han Cheng's complexion suddenly became a little weird, and finally he grinned uncontrollably.

High-level things like Ma Zhen can appear in his dreams. It seems that this dream is indeed a dream.

However, his eyes met with Bai Xuemei's side, and after seeing the familiar appearance of the grown-up child bride-in-law, Han Cheng couldn't help touching his chin.

This guy now has his own navigation...

Feeling emotional for a while because of his new skill, after washing up and having breakfast, Master Han began to take out the blueprints he drew with great difficulty yesterday, and called Bai Xuemei and Lame over to explain them together.

Rattan armor and leather armor, these two kinds of armor, Han Cheng is going to make some. If they don't make them all for testing and comparison, Han Cheng can't know their specific advantages and disadvantages just by relying on conjectures. Which kind of armor is more suitable for the tribe.

Rattan armor and leather armor have different materials and specific aspects, but in the final analysis they are all armor and have a lot in common, so Han Chengcheng called Lai and Bai Xuemei to explain.

After all, it can save some talking.

Lame, a person who was not very popular in the tribe because of his inflexible legs, after nearly ten years of tempering, is no longer what it used to be.

This refers not only to his status, but also to his attainments in woodworking and weaving.

As the person in the tribe who followed in the footsteps of the Son of God and created the most new things, Lai has long been accustomed to Han Cheng's way of telling, and his ability to understand and accept the new things that Han Cheng created has been tempered. up.

So after Han Cheng pointed to the drawn pattern and talked for a while, Lai basically understood it.

Bai Xuemei's understanding of armor is no slower than lameness.

This is probably because things like clothes are her strong point, and Bai Xuemei is the closest person to herself in the tribe.

After being in contact for a long time, they were invisibly influenced by their own cleverness, and everyone gradually became smarter.

Sure enough, those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black!

A certain shameless son of God looked at Bai Xuemei, who found out the leather and copper knife, and was about to try to make armor, with her hands behind her back, and her face was full of intoxication...