I am a primitive

And write a "Huainanzi" including Zhujia.

People who dared to rebel against Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty never had a good end. Liu An's end was miserable, and those who supported him from the Mohist School and the Huang-Lao School were equally miserable. The elite class with ideals and aspirations was almost wiped out.

The Mohist school, which had been hit hard at first, became even more declining, never recovering from a setback, and gradually annihilated in the long river of history.The same is true for the Huang-Lao school. The real Huang-Lao disciples have basically disappeared, and the remaining people have developed the Taoism of alchemy, Taoism, and immortality in the skin of Huang-Lao disciples, which is far from the real Huang-Lao theory...

However, under the rule of Confucianism, which is becoming more and more tasteless and the most talkative, Baigong is less and less valued, and is denounced as strange skills and obscenity, so that many bright things are annihilated in the long river of history. Many crafts are severely hindered...

Whenever he thinks of these things, Han Chengcheng feels very uncomfortable. He feels extremely regretful that the precious knowledge wealth of his ancestors has not been preserved, and many of them have disappeared in the long river of history.

It is precisely because of this regret that Han Cheng pays more attention to the skills that have been developed in the Qingque tribe.

For things that are of great use to the tribe, in addition to being recorded on paper, there is also a record on a pottery board for preservation, so as not to break the inheritance.

Let good things be annihilated in the long river of history.

If one day, the tribe encounters an accident, and some things gradually disappear in the long river of history, and there are such things as the pottery plates with these records, and future generations may be able to find some of them again.

For example, in the face of strong ships and sharp guns, Tan Sitong, Liang Qichao and others found the Gongyang School from the pile of old papers and used them to arm themselves.

Although he failed later, his figure and spirit of daring to fight have always inspired everyone, becoming the most dazzling existence of the entire literati and bureaucrats at that time.

With the work of these women in the tribe, backpacks have been manufactured one by one, basically there is not much difference in style and size.

While they were doing these things, the rest of the tribe was not idle.

In winter, the water mill cannot be used, so some people in the tribe manually pound the millet, which is to prepare for the southward journey after the beginning of spring.

At this time, the millet has been pounded, and it is convenient for people traveling south to eat it on the road.

Some people are sewing clothes, some people are resting and polishing some utensils, so that people traveling south can use them on the road.

Some people started grinding tofu, which was then compressed into dried tofu, and part of it was made into tofu skins for people to eat on the go.

Wu Ze took out the herbal medicines such as Bupleurum root and Houttuynia cordata stored in the tribe to dry, and handled them carefully, and they all had to be taken away.

He definitely couldn't go south this time, so he used his own method to silently contribute to the tribe's southward journey.

Those who want to travel south in spring will encounter fewer difficulties and return safely when the time comes.

Han Cheng continued to think about the difficulties he might encounter and the corresponding solutions in the room. If something was feasible, he told the people in the tribe to make preparations.

Sometimes I also ask the people in the tribe if there is any good solution.

On such days, backpacks are completed, as many as 35.

Looking at the backpack made of pure leather placed here, Han Cheng nodded with satisfaction.

With these things, going out this time will be much more convenient.

Han Cheng gave great praise to the people who made these backpacks, led by Bai Xuemei.

"Ha ha!"

After complimenting everyone, Han Cheng, who was alone in the room, couldn't help laughing out loud.

Of course, it wasn't that he was insane, but that he remembered something very useful for traveling.

This thing is leggings.

Carrying three horizontal backpacks and two vertical backpacks, wearing leggings on his legs, under the enemy's siege and interception, relying on his two feet, he just climbed over the snow and crossed the deserted grassland, and walked a journey of [-] miles.

Created a miracle in the history of mankind, stepped out of a team with iron will, stepped out of the prairie fire, and embarked on a road to the revival of the ancient nation.

During long-distance hiking and marching, leggings can play a great role in relieving the fatigue of the legs and allowing the calves to recover as quickly as possible.

At the same time, leggings can also resist damage from the outside world, such as protecting the legs from being wounded by thorns and the like, and can also prevent insects and ants from being bitten.

Thinking of the leggings and the various benefits of wearing leggings, Han Cheng was of course happy, because with this thing, the tribal people had a little more security when they traveled south.

It is a major characteristic of primitive people to do what they say and do not procrastinate. Han Cheng has lived in the tribe for a long time and has also been affected by it.

As soon as you think about wearing leggings, you act immediately.

According to the image in his memory, he first found linen, cut it into a width of about ten centimeters, and then began to draw on his legs.

Putting on leggings is a technical job. When Han Cheng was later in life, he had only seen leggings made, but he didn't know how to do it. Therefore, he could only explore by himself.

After gesticulating for a while, I started to wrap the leggings from the ankle up and up in circles. The force I used was relatively large, and the leggings stretched my legs a little swollen.

In this way, all the way to the bend of the leg, it stopped just now.

Then Han Chengcheng encountered an embarrassing thing, that is, there was only one legging that was entwined all the way up, and there was no way to tie it on.

After struggling like this for a while, I finally cut the end of the leggings from the middle with a fork about [-] centimeters. In this way, the problem was perfectly solved.

The other leg did the same.

After putting on the leggings, Han Cheng stood up and tried to walk. He was not used to it. He felt that his calves were swollen and painful, and because the strangulation was so tight that he couldn't even walk.

It goes without saying that the fight was too tight.

Han Cheng squatted down again, untied his leggings, and hit again, this time without using so much strength.

After I stood up and walked again, I still felt the pain in my calf, but it didn't affect my walking.

Han Cheng walked out of the house.

"God, what is this?"

Han Cheng, who was wearing leggings, was walking among the tribes, and he was as eye-catching as he wanted, and he definitely kept his head turned.

After someone saw it, they couldn't help asking curiously.

"This is leggings..."

Han Cheng explained to them with a smile.

"Son of God, I will try too."

Wu is definitely an old man full of experimental spirit, he is very willing to accept new things, and has no idea of ​​following the old ways.

After learning about the benefits of wearing leggings for long-distance walking from Han Cheng, I wanted to try it myself.

"Wu, wait a minute..."

Han Cheng did not agree, because he is not professional in leggings, and he is only in the stage of experimentation and immature at this time, so he did not let Wu tie him up.

After the leggings he put on himself had an effect, it would not be too late to promote them in the tribe.