In the severe cold of winter, Cheng Yang braved the cold wind and finally fiddled with the loom.

In order to build this textile machine, he really spent a lot of hard work, and it can be regarded as the most technical thing he has made so far. Compared with it, Cheng Yang felt that his little setback when firing the kiln before It's nothing.

In fact, even in later generations, very few people understand the structure of wooden looms. Cheng Yang’s only understanding is based on the unclear picture impressions in the history books in middle school. In order to build it, Cheng Yang also tossed those tribe members who had just learned carpentry.

Cheng Yang had drawn design drawings several times before, because there was no pen and paper, these drawings were drawn on the ground with branches, which was not vivid enough in itself, not to mention that the tribesmen had never seen such things as drawings before. Unable to transform the things in the two-dimensional world into the food in the three-dimensional world, Cheng Yang gestured with his hands for a long time, until his mouth was dry when explaining, only a person with a little more understanding could barely understand what he meant.

Before Cheng Yang had time to be happy, he realized that the things he made could not be used at all. It was not the technical problems of these people, but a mistake in his design. It's still too difficult to get out.

He changed the design drawings again and again. During this period, the tribesmen made many failed experiments for him. Although they have never been successful, the woodworking skills of these tribesmen have improved a level.

When they finally built the loom that Cheng Yang was satisfied with, these clansmen were secretly relieved. Although they could improve their skills, it was really tiring to be trained like this all the time. Cheng Yang could understand their feelings very well. The first time I saw these people cutting wood with stone axes and knives, I felt very anxious and really wanted to find them a saw.

Of course, now that there is no trace of iron ore, Cheng Yang can only think about it.

The tribe saw that Cheng Yang had spent so much effort to make such a thing. Although it looked very strange, they didn't know what it was used for. After looking around for a long time, they didn't see anything In conclusion, interest fades.

However, there was one person whose eyes lit up after fiddling with the loom twice.

After seeing Cheng Yang’s weaving techniques, Gu Gu was greatly inspired. She brought almost all the silk from the mulberry trees in the dense forest back to the tribe. In winter, when there were not many things to do, she played with her treasures quietly.

But those white silks are really too thin, and it is simply too difficult for her to weave them by hand. Unlike other people in the tribe, after experiencing those headaches, she immediately understands the weaving machine. The beauty.

If she had this loom, it would be much easier for her to weave silk.

Aunt Li stared at the loom with glowing eyes, feeling extremely excited.

The clansmen who had just breathed a sigh of relief were approached by Gu Gu before they had time to take a breather.

Hearing that she also wanted a textile machine, these people were really a bit overwhelmed, but then they felt relieved.

What are you afraid of, anyway, they have already built so many for Cheng Yang, are they afraid of another one?

Besides, they just built a textile machine that satisfied Cheng Yang, and now those steps are still printed in their minds, it is not difficult to build another one.

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In the depths of the dense forest, the sky is covered by tall trees, the warm winter sun is blocked by the shade of the trees, and there is no light in the deep forest. Only the cold wind blows here, bringing out the frightening whistling sound .

Hiding behind the giant tree was a piece of animal skin tent. The cold wind blew through the tent, and the tent was blown slightly. The biting cold wind penetrated into the tent along the gap, making the people inside tremble uncontrollably.

Unexpectedly, it would be so cold in the depths of the dense forest, Lei Lie's face turned slightly blue, and the original arrogance and domineering dissipated because of the coldness.

Looking at the slightly trembling clansmen around him, he had a bad face and snorted coldly. He wanted to reprimand these subordinates, but it was just a little cold. As for trembling, it was really embarrassing.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he couldn't speak, his teeth were chattering?

Lei Lie felt annoyed, and blamed that damn Shuofeng Tribe!

Originally, they had captured the north long ago, so they should live in the tribe of those northerners at this moment, so there is no need to suffer here.

Thinking of his setback in the Shuofeng Tribe, his face was full of hatred, and one day he would take revenge.

No one can bully Lei Lie!

Because these exiles were planning to attack the north and rob them of food for the winter, they didn't hunt much in autumn. Although there was food in the north for the winter, there were not many animal skins to keep out the cold.

No matter what, animal skin tents are necessary. Use the few tents to build tents for the people around you, and after the accommodation is settled, there are very few animal skins that can be used to keep out the cold.

In this cold winter, I really don't know whether it is sad because there is no food, or the cold makes people feel uncomfortable.

There is no way, Lei Lie can only ask everyone to eat more meat, since there is not enough animal skins to keep out the cold, then eat more meat, it can always replenish some energy.

He lowered his head and took a hard bite of the barbecue in his hand. Unexpectedly, the meat had already been cooled by the cold wind, and it tasted tasteless.

"Report! Headman, there are a pack of wolves looking for food outside!"

"Where?!"

God really helped him, Lei Lie looked up at the people who came to report the news, his eyes sparkled, if these wolves were hunted into his hands, wouldn't there be an extra batch of supplies?

Hearing that this pack of wolves was going to be hunted, bloodthirsty eyes appeared in the eyes of this group of wanderers. With wolf skins, they would not be afraid of the cold.

On the contrary, there was a thin and thin man with a worried expression on his face. He looked at Lei Lie and persuaded him, "Leader, let's find out the number of wolves first..."

"Hmph, am I still afraid of these wolves?"

Lei Lie was very upset when he heard that someone blocked him. Isn't this doubting his ability?

He narrowed his eyes and stared at the person in front of him. Did this person think he couldn't beat the pack of wolves?

Looking at the increasingly dangerous eyes, this person sighed, familiar with Lei Lie's temperament, suddenly felt helpless, knowing that his persuasion was useless, he lowered his head, with an appearance of obedience.

Lei Lie's face looked a little better. Ever since he failed to attack the Shuofeng tribe, he always felt that his prestige was not as good as before, and there were always people who questioned him. When next spring, he will definitely defeat the Shuofeng tribe, and he will be ashamed!

"Ah! Ahh!"

Cheng Yang sneezed twice, felt his nose itchy, stretched out his hand to rub it, and muttered, "It's really weird, why did I suddenly sneeze..."

"Is it because of the cold?" He asked suddenly.

Cheng Yang was surrounded by many children of similar ages. Hearing that he was suffering from the cold, they all raised their heads and looked at Cheng Yang worriedly.

They are all a little sensible, and they know that being exposed to the cold is a very terrible thing. In the past, old people or children would die from the cold every winter in the tribe.

Cheng Yang frowned slightly. He didn't think he was suffering from the cold, because he knew that the medical conditions were poor at this time, and the children's resistance was weak. Cheng Yang specially dressed thickly, so it was almost impossible to be suffering from the cold.

"Shouldn't...Ah Choo!"

Before he finished speaking, another sneeze fell.

Cheng Yang was also a little uneasy, he might really catch the cold, forget it, let's go back and drink more ginger soup.

He had discovered that there were wild gingers here before, so he had transplanted a lot of them near his tent. Fortunately, the wild gingers were easy to survive, and he had cultivated quite a few.

When someone in the tribe caught cold, Cheng Yang poured a bowl of ginger soup for that person.

Anyway, there are clay pots and pots now. It is really easy to cook soup.

"That's all for today, let's go back first."

"Well, you should drink more ginger soup when you go back."

"Yes, but don't get cold."

The friends all looked at Cheng Yang with worried faces, but they didn't say anything about him ending today's teaching early.

Although they usually don't like to listen to Cheng Yang's lectures, they would rather Cheng Yang give them lectures than Cheng Yang's illness.

Yes, Cheng Yang had already begun secretly teaching the children in the tribe.

In fact, it is not appropriate to say that it is sneaky. There are many people who know that Cheng Yang gathers a large group of children together every day, but few know what they are doing.

Cheng Yang had discovered before that although the tribesmen were willing to listen to him on many things, sometimes their thinking was very rigid, and no matter how Cheng Yang tried to persuade him, it would not work.

It's not that they don't trust Cheng Yang, but that they are not enlightened enough.For example, the last time Cheng Yang proposed to fish, no matter what, this group of people refused to agree. It is not so much that they are worried about being punished by the gods, but rather that they are afraid of the unknown.

Cheng Yang thought that instead of trying to explain to them, it would be better to let them know more.

He wanted to teach the tribal people knowledge, but considering the practical feasibility, he finally decided to teach the children around him first.

Compared with adults, these children are young, their understanding of the world has not yet formed, and their plasticity is very strong.

Cheng Yang felt that he should teach them characters first, and most of what he taught these children were simplified characters that were easy to remember, but even so, these children still found it difficult to understand and tire of learning.

So Cheng Yang has always adopted the method of combining work and rest. In the process, he told them a lot of fairy tales, such as Journey to the West, Monkey King made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace, and he barely calmed down the group of children.

Cheng Yang's teaching results in the past few days are considered to be somewhat effective. Children who have never had an entertainment life can withstand the temptation of fairy tales like Monkey King. They are all studying hard, for fear that Cheng Yang will not tell them stories. up.

Cheng Yang and the children stood up and prepared to go back to their tents.

"what sound?"

Cheng Yang's footsteps stopped, and there was a loud noise, which was very unusual in this silent winter day.

The children around me all pricked up their ears.

Everyone's expressions changed, it was a pack of wolves!

Cheng Yang ran away, only to see a group of wolves rushing out of the dense forest outside the tribe. They were extremely fast, and they arrived near the tribe in a short time.

"Ow~"

Seeing the human footprints, the pack of wolves became very excited, raised their heads and roared, and rushed towards them at a faster pace.

All the tribesmen came over, looking at the situation in worry.

The wolves and the Shuofeng tribe faced each other across a defensive ditch.

The Shuofeng Tribe had nothing to do with these wolves, they didn't dare to get close to them, let alone let them go.

The pack of wolves rushed so hard that some of them fell into the ditch. The pack of wolves standing on the opposite side looked at their own kind and refused to leave.

A strong and beautiful male wolf turned around and left?

The Shuofeng Tribe looked at the neat pack of wolves standing opposite them, and felt inconceivable about the sudden departure of the male wolf. However, in the next second, they immediately understood the intention of the pack of wolves.

The male wolf who had gone far turned around and rushed over, it wanted to rush to the side of the defensive ditch!

Shuofeng Tribe turned pale, watching the wolf get closer and closer, and its front paws had already touched the ground here.

Everyone was breathless, and the next second heaved a sigh of relief. Although its front paws stretched out, it still failed and fell into the defensive ditch, just like its compatriots.

The wolves let out a low whimper, as if they were screaming, but their footsteps remained motionless. They looked at the same kind at the bottom of the pit, and refused to leave for a long time.

Cheng Yang looked at the pack of wolves in front of him and sighed softly, feeling a little sad in his heart.

He raised the handle of the bow with his left arm, tightened the bowstring with his right hand, and aimed his gaze at the direction of the wolves facing him.

With a sound of "嗖", the sharp arrow flew out of the string.

The author has something to say: Today's update is really late, I feel guilty~

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