I am a Primitive Man

"how about it?"

Han Cheng walked from the blacksmith's hearth and asked with a smile looking at the panting while sitting on the edge of the millet pole.

Shang saw that the son of God had come, and quickly got up, but didn't get up all of a sudden. After three consecutive times, he stood up with a wooden fork.

"God, I was wrong..."

Shang confessed his mistake willingly.

Today, it was spread out to dry and let him slap less than one-third of the millet poles, and this was not the first millet. If it were the first time, it would be even more tiring.

It turns out that this work that doesn't seem to be very tiring, it is really so tiring. What the **** son said to create a ‘stone roller’ to use deer instead of people to play on the court is really necessary.

otherwise……

Thinking of the large tracts of land around the tribe that were cultivated by them, thinking of the scene of using a wooden fork to slap the millet that seemed to be never finished, I shuddered involuntarily.

This thing is really tiring.

Just the weapon I desire...?

When he thought of this, his expression was a little dim.

Wait till you find the iron bacteria, and then...

Han Cheng looked at Xinyue sincerely, patted his shoulder with a hand, and then turned the hand behind his back to the front.

"Now, look at this."

Han Cheng raised his right hand, and an iron piece more than ten centimeters long, two centimeters wide, and about three to four millimeters thick appeared in front of Shang.

Near the bottom, there is a stubble about three centimeters long.

The round tip is too heavy, and it wastes iron, and the effect is not good.

The one that Han Cheng is holding now is something he has made based on the Ge in his memory.

His immature painting skills combined with the second-elder brother's half-scraping skill, coupled with the idea of ​​saving a little iron, and the combination of several, made this kind of thing he called Ge, and it became less like Ge.

This thing is better than an iron spear head. After sharpening the edges, it can easily penetrate the body of the prey.

At the same time, the horizontal stubble can also prevent the iron Ge from being inserted too deep and difficult to pull out.

Han Cheng also considered the matter of crafting some weapons. The vine shield shield led by the senior brother and the sling sling led by the second senior brother did not need iron.

In other words, even with the use of iron, the power increase is not obvious.

The ones that can use the least amount of iron to increase the greatest combat power are the long spear team and the archer team led by Junior Brother Sha and Shang.

The gun barrel and arrow shaft are still made of wood, just use iron to make some gun heads and arrows.

In fact, there is no need for Shang to speak out this time, Han Cheng will also build some of them appropriately, but before he can get things done, Shang has already begun to speak.

Han Cheng also boiled him logically.

"Iron weapons?!"

Feeling lost, seeing the Tie Ge that Han Cheng took out in front of him, who was usually quite stable, suddenly screamed, full of surprise and disbelief.

"Take it, go to sharpen it, sharpen it and put it on the barrel of the gun."

Han Cheng slapped the somewhat out-of-shape Tie Ge in Shang's hands and said to him with a smile.

"The Son of God..."

Shang held Tie Ge in his hand and looked at Han Cheng in a daze, not knowing what to say.

Han Cheng smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Okay, go quickly, hurry up, put it on and see how powerful it is."

"Ok."

With a reddish eye circle, he nodded vigorously, holding a heavy iron head in his hand, and ran to the whetstone.

Looking from a distance, Han Cheng was squatting there and grinning Tie Ge, with a smile on his face.

Strike a stick and then feed a sweet date, this method is really simple and effective.

Next to the whetstone, it was not only Shang who squatted and grinds things, but Junior Brother Sha was also excited and sharpened the iron arrowhead carefully. There were five such arrows.

In addition, Ruhua, who has given birth to confinement, also grinds iron needles there.

Compared with other large objects, iron needles use very small materials, Han Cheng is very generous, and directly produced ten.

However, because of the limited level, the iron needles produced can be as big as five for later generations.

And the surface is not smooth, you can only use a grindstone to smooth them out a little bit before they are easy to use.

But these are pleasing enough. The women squatted and grinded here, chatting excitedly one by one.

In addition to these, the remaining Tie Hancheng let out an iron blade for making planes and a knife for cooking.

At this point, all the iron bacteria gained from this trip have been used up.

The iron blade used for the plane is ten centimeters long, four centimeters wide and half a centimeter thick.

Cut one end on the whetstone, and then install it on a piece of wood 30 cm long and 10 cm wide.

Cut the bottom of the wood steadily with an axe. Use a chisel to cut a hole 5 cm long and 4 cm wide in the middle slightly behind, and put the polished iron blade into this hole diagonally.

The iron blade is flush with the bottom surface of the wood, so that when you push it back and forth, you can scrape off the unevenness on the top of the wood.

Behind the wooden trough, a hole is drilled horizontally, and a horizontal wooden stick is installed in it, which is convenient for holding the plane back and forth.

"Chhh~chh~"

The wood-colored shavings appeared in a roll from the mouth of the plane, and fell to the ground, exuding the unique fragrance of wood.

Limp put away the plane and looked at the flat and smooth wooden board below, with a look of admiration on his face.

Making the planks so smooth and neat was something he couldn't even think of before.

But now, such a thing actually appeared under his hand so easily.

He looked at the smooth wooden board and then at the plane in his hand. Although he had used this tool several times, he still felt a little unreal.

This is iron, this is the iron that they once despised...

"True!"

At the sound of the bowstring, a feather arrow shot out, nailed fiercely on the target, and the wings shook slightly.

"Shoot through! Shot through!"

Someone ran over to watch the results ~www.wuxiahere.com~ shouted with excitement.

This is a deliberately thickened target that can be penetrated by one arrow. The power of this iron arrow is really amazing!

"puff!"

Shan forcefully pierced out Tie Ge in his hand, and the sharp Ge Feng easily pierced the leather dummy filled with straw.

Fancying that this was the evil tribe that had taken the population of his tribe, Shang's face showed some hideousness.

If any tribe dared to invade the current tribe again, he would definitely stab them to death one by one with Iron Ge!

On the back of the sun-paved courtyard, a dozen or so women from the Qingque tribe rushed to make clothes and gloves for the winter. They held iron needles in their hands and pierced the nitrated leather. Compared with bone needles, sharp iron needles are not too easy to use.

The appearance of iron tools made the entire Qingque tribe happy. ()