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Bai Xuemei started to make armor, so the newly born silkworms were naturally not easy to take care of.

But there is no need to worry about this. Over the past few years, especially after Bai Xuemei spun silkworm cocoons and wove silk that feels cool and slippery, the tribe's emphasis on silkworms has invisibly increased. a lot.

Coupled with Han Cheng's advocacy, up to now, Bai Xuemei is not the only one who knows how to raise silkworms in the tribe. It's just that Bai Xuemei is very interested in silkworm raising, and she is better taken care of by everyone.

Han Cheng watched Bai Xue making leather armor here for a while, then got up and went to the lame carpenter's room.

Sitting limply on a small wooden pier covered with leather, armor was woven there with soft rattan.

Now that spring is here, the branches that were very brittle in winter and would break when broken, are now very resilient, making them perfect for weaving things.

Limp's rough-looking fingers were extremely flexible at the moment, these vines were constantly swinging back and forth in his hands, and then they somehow got together and took shape.

As for the lame weaving skills, Han Cheng, as a guide, has nothing to point out.

Because lame had already learned a little about the fur of Han Dashenzi who knew a little about fur, and on this basis, he extended it a lot.

But God Son Han was not the slightest bit frustrated about this, on the contrary he was very happy.

Because this is what he taught well...

It is not such an easy thing to weave rattan canes into rattan armor. Even though lame's weaving skills are already very high, when weaving these things, I still stop and think for a while Son, sometimes I will dismantle the prepared ones or discard them directly, and start to make new ones...

In such a groping split, the days passed quietly.

After the spring rain, which was as expensive as oil, stopped, and after the ground had dried for a while, the Qingque Tribe began spring planting.

Some people are still plowing the unfinished land, while others who have sowed better seeds are separated from the plowing field and start to support the columbine carts in the plowed and harrowed ground. sowing.

The donkey being led by someone howled twice from time to time, leaving some hoof marks in the ground.

The columbine cart behind it kept moving forward with its traction.

On the way forward, a thin line of shelled millet leaked from the bin eye, diverted to the three columbine legs, and then buried in the ground, making a pleasant sound.

The person holding the columbine cart will shake the columbine cart from side to side vigorously when the eyes of the bin are blocked and the seeds are planting slowly...

Madoka felt that her eyes were not enough.

This unprecedented farming method gave her enough shock.

She wanted very much to understand how these three-legged things called columbine carts were made.

Want to learn to farm with these three legged things.

But at the same time, she also really wanted to know what kind of armor was being made in the tribe and the son of God was trying to make.

After all, this is the first time since she came to the tribe, the wise Son of God has solemnly asked the people in the tribe to make new things.

It is best to be able to witness the whole process, so that she can easily understand the truth of this, and feel the wisdom from the Son of God more deeply and closely.

Fortunately, Han Cheng did not tell the well-known story of "Journey to the West" to the people in the tribe in order to establish a more positive value for the people in the tribe and not lead the people in the tribe too far.

Otherwise, Yuan at this time might have plucked all the hair from his whole body and created a clone...

In fact, not only her, but most of the other people in the tribe were very curious about the armor that Shenzi said.

It has long been a consensus of the Qingque tribe to follow Shenzi to see strange things.

Especially Shang, who paid more attention to this matter than others.

Because Miko's smile before always made him feel a little chills unconsciously.

As a militant, he was a little disturbed by the smile of the Son of God. If those who were stabbed to death by Shang knew about this, they would definitely feel that their death was particularly wronged...

In the carpenter's room, Han Cheng carefully looked at the freshly baked rattan armor in his hand.

After seven or eight days of continuous efforts, the first decent rattan armor in the tribe finally appeared.

For some reason, looking at the set of rattan armor in his hand, before Han Cheng had time to be happy, he suddenly remembered the story of Zhuge Liang burning the rattan armor army...

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The rattan armor in Han Cheng's hand was a bit heavy, weighing about twenty catties.

Han Cheng is not worried about this.

This is not because the people in the tribe are strong, and it is unbelievable to carry twenty catties, but because the rattan armor will become lighter after a period of time.

Such a miraculous change, of course, is not due to lame having a pair of miraculous hands, nor is it because Han Cheng has any superpowers, after all, he is not Balala the Little Demon Fairy.

The reason for this is very simple, that is, the freshly baked rattan armor is woven with wet tree strips, and after a period of time, without moisture, it will naturally become lighter.

Well, this is an explanation that just like freshly boiled water should never be drunk directly, it needs to be left for a period of time before drinking, which seems to be a bit of an explanation that wants to be beaten.

After holding the rattan armor and looking at it for a while, Han Cheng began to put the rattan armor on his body.

Rattan armor is so hard that it doesn't have the slightest elasticity, so of course it's not easy to put it on your body.

However, this situation has been considered by Han Cheng as early as when he drew the picture, and the situation of not being able to wear it will naturally not happen.

Below the shoulders of the rattan armor, corresponding to the position of the armpits, there are openings on both sides.

Han Cheng put the rattan armor on his body, his head came out of the hole in the rattan armor, and his arms protruded from the hole.

Then he limped over to help tie the leather ropes tied around the edges of the two openings to each other.

After a while, Han Cheng's upper body was completely covered by rattan armor.

At this time, Han Cheng looked a bit strange, and the rattan armor on his body looked a bit like a chicken cover for enclosing chickens.

However, the strange shape is strange, but Han Cheng can take it seriously, and he is also serious about feeling all kinds of rattan armor there.

The newly woven rattan armor has the green smell of rattan, and it is a bit heavy to wear on the body.

Han Cheng shook his head, stretched and curled his arms again, the edge of the vine armor was a little bit grinding on his neck and arms.

This is a normal situation, after all, the rattan armor is woven out of rattan.

After a while, get some sackcloth to wrap the edges well, and this problem will be perfectly solved.

Apart from this flaw, the rest of the place is pretty good.

Looking at the reflection in the water tank, Han Cheng nodded with satisfaction.

However, the matter of Zhuge Prime Minister burning the Tengjia Army always popped up in his mind from time to time.