I am a Primitive Man

Chapter 152: Gravel, fields, gated

Holding a wooden wedge in one hand, and a stone that is more suitable for smashing objects after the "mason" wood rested in the other, he straightened his waist and looked at the big stone that has become much smaller with satisfaction, and the big stones are scattered around. Of gravel.

  The person in charge of moving the stones took advantage of this opportunity to load the stones into the head and then picked them away with a hook.

   When I met those who were bigger and could not do anything alone, I tied them up with a rope, put a wooden bar in the middle, and two people carried them to the tribe.

  The wood for the stone tools that he likes to make, first pick out some stones suitable for stone tools and throw them aside.

   After a short break, I watched all this with a smile on his face. The frustration caused by the absence of stones has long been thrown out of the sky.

   Seeing from a distance the **** son with the lucky general and the deer wandering in the empty **** field, Shang's heart was immediately filled with admiration.

   For this child-like god, he is the respect from his bones, because he can always make possible things that are completely impossible in his own view, and he uses extremely simple methods.

   After resting for a while, Shan put the tools in his hand aside, and piled firewood around another big rock not far away...

   "Wow..."

   "click..."

   The cold water splashed on, and there was a lot of white mist in the harsh sound. Facing such a scene, the people of the Qingque tribe were no longer afraid, they knew this was a normal reaction.

  Amidst the white mist, the person who had been arranged in advance, methodically splashed the water in his hands towards the memory location...

   Han Cheng took Fu Jiang and Uncle Deer dangling in the empty **** field.

   After the **** is harvested, weeds begin to grow wildly. In the weeds, there are many small rapes with small thorns on their leaves.

   This is the rapeseed that fell on the ground during the previous harvest. After a short period of dormancy, I couldn't wait to get out of the soil, thinking of seeing the colorful world earlier.

   It's a pity that they came out at the wrong time, and there was no applause to greet them, only a rough, stained green tongue.

Uncle Deer, who rolled his mouth with grass and a small rapeseed, raised his head while chewing, and saw a lot of rapeseed in the small basket beside the small two-legged beast not far away. Swallowing the grass in his mouth, walking on his slender thighs, came to Han Cheng, who was bending over and pulling out the rapeseed, consciously rubbed his face on Han Cheng's hand, and put his mouth in the small basket. .

   Han Cheng has long been accustomed to the shamelessness of this deer, and without looking back, he moved the small basket aside...

   Looking at the extraordinarily lush grass in the ground, Han Cheng was a little melancholy.

   It’s okay to only grow rapeseed for one season now. If you find suitable seeds and plant them in rotation for two seasons, how can these grasses be annoying?

   It’s also strange to say that in the same field, if you don’t interfere, these weeds will always grow more luxuriantly than crops.

   If there is paraquat or glyphosate, it will be fine, just sweep these guys away.

   Han Cheng thought so, then smiled and shook his head again.

   Forget it. In the later generations, I ate a lot of pesticides, fertilizers, various food additives, and even a lot of chemical raw materials. Now I finally have the opportunity to eat natural and pollution-free food, so don't think about it.

   Of course, even if he wants to eat, he doesn’t have the ability to figure it out at this time...

The leisurely Han Cheng, who was pulling out the small rapeseed, straightened up and glanced at the hard-working members of the Qingque tribe from a distance. Suddenly he remembered the two great god-level people in his company in later generations. They played mahjong or wandered all day Playing, but their wages are more than twice that of those who work hard all day.

In the past, Han Cheng felt as unbalanced as some of his colleagues, until one time the company encountered a big problem, and none of them could solve it. After the two of them came over and settled it easily, Han Cheng never stopped. I don't think there is any imbalance.

   The reason why he thinks of this at this time is because he suddenly discovered that he is now very similar to the two great gods in the company...

   Uncle Deer succeeded after all. Taking advantage of Han Cheng's carelessness, he rolled a mouth of rapeseed from the small basket. Even if he slapped his belly twice, he wagged his tail happily.

Han Cheng didn't dare to put the small basket on the ground, but always protected it with his hands. The rapeseed in the basket was prepared by him at noon. If it was eaten by this completely shameless deer, he would eat it. Not become...

   limped at the strange door in front of him and scratched his hair. Although he made this door, he didn't know how to pretend it.

   Because this door is very different from the door he made before.

The most prominent thing about    is its side.

  The wooden stick on the side is three to four centimeters higher than the opposite stick.

   The higher parts are not connected by wooden bars.

   After installing a door like this, how can it be possible to block the door? Must there be no gaps between the top and bottom?

   This is just a small problem. The biggest doubt of the lameness is how to install this asymmetrical and weird door.

He came to the door and looked at it carefully~www.wuxiahere.com~ There is nothing but the door frame that the son of God had arranged in advance, unlike when the door was built, the mud pillars on both sides of the door were sealed in the mud pillars to hang the door. Tree stump.

   limped for a while on the door frame with no protrusion on both sides, shook his head, and dispelled the idea of ​​tying the wooden door to one of the door frames.

   He thought about it for a while, and felt that the key was the stick that protruded up and down by the door.

   Thinking of this, he moved the door not far away.

The    door is made with the method of arranging wooden rows, and it is not wide, so it is not too difficult to move it by one person.

After    came to the door, he limped up the wooden door and placed it outside the doorway against the door frame for comparison.

   ‘Wooden Row Door’ blocked the entire doorway, because there was a threshold below and a lintel on the top, the lamely worried about the doorkeeper’s failure to block the door did not happen, which made his worry less.

   He tentatively let go, and the door that was not fixed and had only one side on the ground immediately slanted to one side.

He frowned and looked at the door crooked to one side in front of him, then turned his head and glanced at the distant door. Seeing that the door was closed from the inside out, he moved the door sideways inside, and then measured .

   Did not find a solution to the problem for a while, nor did he become discouraged, nor did he think of giving up, because he still firmly remembered what the son of God said some time ago.

   After installing the door, it can shelter the house from wind and rain, and make the house safer and more comfortable to live in. I am sure that this is beneficial to the people of the tribe and has been blessed by the gods.

   The reason why he can't install it now is because there are demons who don't want to make the tribe better. What he has to do now is to use his wisdom and strength to overcome this difficulty and fight the demons.

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