I'm doing infrastructure in ancient times

The wind and snow subsided in the past two days, and the people of the Jiuli Tribe took advantage of this rare time to get busy.

On the road between the tribe and the dense forest, the snow has been cleared away. The Jiuli people have to pass this road every day to reach the dense forest. More and more trees have been cut down and transported back to the tribe.

Because Cheng Yang organized the tribe to cut down trees many times, the outer area near the tribe feels a lot bare. Compared with the trees covering the sky and the sun before, it is much safer now, at least if someone or a beast hides When in it, it is easy to be found by them,

In the dense forest, the Jiuli tribe sent several logging teams, and Chickadee was among them. However, he was not very interested at the moment, but his subordinates moved extremely fast, and they did not dare to neglect in the slightest.

"Hey, what's your name?"

Titmouse looked at the thin man in front of him, reached out and pushed his shoulder, and asked.

Most of the men in the Shuofeng tribe in the past were tall and burly, and the tits were relatively thin among them. Unexpectedly, the man in front of him was actually a little weaker than him.

Titmouse has some doubts, can such a weak person really lift this giant log together with him?

The logging team is almost divided according to clan. The tit and the man in front of him are both in the same team. Now there are a lot of felled giant logs on the ground, and the tit and others are responsible for carrying them back. If they can't carry them, the two Personal lifting is also possible.

But he doubted that the person in front of him couldn't even lift it.

Perhaps it was because the disgust in his eyes was too obvious, the thin man's body shook slightly, and his voice was slightly short of breath.

"I, my name is Qi, Qishan..."

"what?"

"Qi, Qishan..."

"You Lanshan people don't even have names..."

The titmouse's high-pitched voice stopped abruptly, with an annoyed expression on his face.

Damn it, he actually forgot that it is not allowed in the tribe to mention the divided concepts of Shuofeng and Lanshan people. He actually forgot it in a moment of excitement. If the headman knew about it, he would definitely reprimand him.

Hey, I really shouldn't.

Seeing Titmouse's annoyed state, Qi Shan didn't react at all. Titmouse bypassed the previous topic, walked to a giant tree that was far away, squatted down, and wanted to move it.

"Why are you still standing there, come here quickly!"

Qi Shan hastily walked to the other side of the giant tree, crouched down like a chickadee, and made a gesture to lift it up.

"Hey, are you okay..."

Seeing him move so fiercely, the goat was really worried that it might crush him.

"Yes, yes..."

Qi Shan nodded again and again, and lifted the other end of the giant tree onto his shoulder without saying a word. Seeing that he was so fast, the tit didn't say much anymore, and also lifted the end of the giant tree and put it on his shoulder.

Hiss, it's really heavy.

The two of them walked for a long time before returning to the tribe.

At this time, the snow in the dense forest has not yet melted, and the branches of the trees are bent under the weight of the snow. The two of them staggered while carrying the giant wood, and bumped into the trees beside them from time to time, and the white snow on the branches fell instantly. Come, sprinkle them all over.

When Cheng Yang saw the two of them, the animal skins on their bodies were already soaked in snow.

Tiny Bird and Qi Shan carefully placed the giant logs beside Cheng Yang. There were already many such giant logs piled up around him. At this moment, Cheng Yang was not idle, and took a stone ax to chop those giant logs into roughly the same size bit by bit. firewood.

And in front of him is a whole row of clay kilns.

The scale of these earthen kilns is not very large, only as high as a tit's chest. At this moment, there are wisps of white smoke rising from Ou, and the cold wind keeps blowing in winter.

The tit looked at the little man like a sheep struggling to swing the stone axe, but he was chopping wood at a very busy speed, so he took the initiative to go forward.

"Chengyang, how about I help you?"

It's just chopping a few logs, and the tit thinks it won't take much time to let him come.

Cheng Yang frowned, they were already wet, and it was very easy to catch cold in this kind of weather.

"You'd better go to Uncle Fenglei's and drink some ginger soup."

Qi Shan, who had been silently following behind the tit, grinned, remembering the strange smell of the so-called ginger soup, his face that had been tense all the time finally couldn't help twitching a few times, he really didn't like ginger soup.

But Titmouse was very cooperative, approached Qishan, stretched out his hand to hook his neck, and pulled him towards Fenglei.

Cheng Yang put down the stone ax in his hand and looked at the earthen kilns in front of him.

These earthen kilns are simply piled up with loess, and there are only two holes, one for putting firewood in, and the other for exhausting the air. When firing, the two holes will be sealed. Leave a small gap.

It takes about four or five hours to burn a batch of charcoal, and this earth kiln can not hold much firewood, so Cheng Yang built a few more earth kilns, so that they can be fired at the same time, which can improve a lot of efficiency .

One of the earthen kilns has been fired for a long time. Cheng Yang saw that it hadn't emitted white smoke for a long time, so he walked over and touched it. Sure enough, the earthen kiln was already cold.

Cheng Yang's eyes lit up, and he quickly opened the sealed hole, stretched out his hand to feel the temperature inside, and after confirming that the fire inside had indeed been extinguished for a while, he carefully took out the charcoal from the kiln.

He took out some rattan baskets from the tent, and carefully put the charcoal into the rattan baskets. Some of the charcoal was broken and it was not easy to pick it up. Cheng Yang planned to tie a broom to sweep them up.

After cleaning out all the charcoal in the kiln, Cheng Yang put the chopped firewood back into it again, carefully sealed the hole again, and felt relieved when he saw fine white smoke coming out.

He packed out a rattan basket of charcoal, intending to carry it to Feng Lei.

Fenglei is in charge of the food in the tribe, and there is a lot of firewood piled up there all the year round. If there is charcoal, it will be convenient for Fenglei to start a fire in the future.

At least this charcoal will not emit thick smoke like firewood, which is not only choking, but also poisonous, and if inhaled for a long time, it is definitely not good for the body.

He found that Fenglei coughed frequently, and it was estimated that his lungs were affected by the smoke.

When Cheng Yang carried the whole basket of charcoal on his back, he found that Chique and Qishan were still there.

Qi Shan, who was holding the pottery bowl, had a bitter face, sipping ginger soup in small sips, Cheng Yang couldn't help laughing when he saw it.

"It's better to drink the ginger soup in one gulp while it's hot. If you drink it slowly, it will be even more unpleasant..."

"That's right, I told him everything, but he didn't listen!" Titmouse nodded repeatedly, turned to look at Cheng Yang, found that he was carrying a basket, and stepped forward to help him.

After taking it over, I realized that it was quite heavy, and the tit muttered, "What is this black lump..."

Qishan finally drank the remaining ginger soup, Fenglei took the empty bowl in his hand, and complained, "You don't like to drink it, I don't have much wild ginger, wait for two days, do you want to drink it?" There is no more!"

"Don't worry, Uncle Fenglei, I still have some!"

Cheng Yang promised, "I'll send some later."

The wild ginger itself was discovered by Cheng Yang. He tried to grow it before, but found that the outdoor temperature was too low. He planted the wild ginger in broken pottery and put it in his tent. Now it is growing well.

Feng Lei's face softened. He was worried about whether he would suffer from the cold without the Wild Ginger Clan, but now he was finally relieved.

It’s not that he thinks too much, the current Jiuli Tribe has nearly double the number of people compared to before, but so far no one has died from the cold, if someone has a fever, they will drink ginger soup and sweat It's good to come, in Fenglei's view, this wild ginger is much more important than those horn bows.

The sheep horn bow can at most help hunt the enemy, but the wild ginger can be used to save lives.

I really don't understand why all the people in the tribe are rushing towards the shofar bow. Fenglei sighed and looked at the tit, only to see that he was fiddling with black pimples.

"what is this?"

"Hey, wait..."

Cheng Yang hurriedly stopped Feng Lei who wanted to reach out.

"This is for burning fire," Cheng Yang glanced at the steaming large pottery pots, but in the blink of an eye, he said, "But the charcoal slag can't get into the pot."

Fenglei is making soup now, if he touches charcoal with his hands, it is inevitable that some ashes will be stained, he miscalculated, people in later generations have a tongs when using coal balls, if you just grab it with your hands, there is indeed a big hidden danger .

Maybe build a small shovel?Cheng Yang thought of the small shovel for digging out the ashes he saw in the farmhouse, and he had some thoughts in his mind. He wondered if this wooden shovel could be used. Be careful not to burn it, right?

"You mean this black bump can be used as firewood?"

"What can be used as firewood?"

The sudden sound came, causing several people present to turn their heads to look.

The tit's eyes lit up, and it immediately leaned over, "Boss, are you back?"

Yan put his hands behind his back, and beside him stood the old man, both of them had smiles on their faces, and they seemed to be in a good mood.

The tits hopped around the two of them, looking left and right, but couldn't find what they wanted to see.

"Headman, why did you come back, where are they?"

There are almost no idlers in the tribe now, and everyone is busy. Except for the tits who are logging in the forest, there is also a group of tribesmen who are considered to be quite talented in archery. Now they have formed a team. Every day, Yan and old man Take it out to practice shooting skills.

Chickade watched for a long time, only to find that only Yan and old man had returned, and there was no one from the archery team, so he was inevitably disappointed.

He also wanted to take this opportunity to borrow a sheep's horn bow to practice. As a man, he was really interested in archery, but unfortunately he was not talented enough, so he could only go to the logging team to cut trees.

Almost all the tribesmen know how to hunt. They are all good at stretching out their hands, and they are not short of strength. They really picked out a lot of good archers. Yan and the old man lead them to a fixed place every day, where there are many archers. Don't make targets according to Cheng Yang's request.

Thinking of the fact that the clansmen on the training ground have been shooting farther and farther, and their accuracy is getting better and better these days, Yan feels very relieved, not only him, but even the always restrained old man is a little happy.

They can't be blamed for being so excited today, thinking of the scene they saw before, when Barto shot and killed a bird in the air with one arrow, Yan and Old Man couldn't hold back their agitated hearts.

Even if they don't know much about this sheep's horn bow, they still know that it is really amazing to be able to do this.

Yan looked at Cheng Yang with scorching eyes, "How long will it take for us to attack those traitors?"

Cheng Yang pondered for a while, then turned to look at Yan, "You can do it anytime."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-03-2523:55:17~2020-03-2717:19:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: I want to dove 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Shen Liqi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!