I am a Primitive Man

Howling to howling, Han Cheng has nothing to say about the lame craft.

How awkward he used the iron knife in his hand, and when it reached the lame hand, it was as if it came to life. After a creaking sound, a thin and thin bamboo strip had appeared.

It seems extremely relaxed.

With lameness, Han Cheng doesn't need to do the next thing. He only needs to be a theoretical guide and part-time supervisor.

The skeleton of the Kongming lantern is very easy to make. A few thin bamboo strips are tied into a frame with a big top and a small one.

This thing can't help being lame with dexterity.

The extremely rough hands that seemed to be full of calluses moved back and forth, and within a short while, a skeleton better than Han Cheng had imagined appeared in front of him.

After doing this, Limp was with Stone, looking at Han Cheng expectantly, wanting to know what to do next.

From the stone's mouth, Lame already knew what the **** son was about to make.

Something that can fly into the sky, this thing sounds very shocking.

In their cognition, the sky has always been an extremely mysterious existence.

It will rain, it will snow, and it will produce terrifying loud noises and lights. It is said that the gods live there.

Except for birds with wings, they can go to heaven. In their cognition, only the cowherd in the skin of a talking cow, and his two offspring.

The son of God who descended from the sky was considered half, but after falling from the sky, he couldn't go up again.

To make something that can fly into the sky, if someone else said it, lameness would definitely sneer, but what he said from the mouth of the gods would be very different.

Even if the son of God said that the soil can be used for eating, he would not hesitate to take two bites to taste it.

While looking forward to this, Lame was thinking about telling everyone the news after a while. ,

This is a rare moment to witness miracles.

And it's something more magical than all the miracles in the past!

There is no need to limp, Han Chengcheng knows what this guy is thinking.

It's just that I didn't know what to say for a while, to tell the lame not to spread the matter out.

Therefore, after thinking about it for a while, he gave up resisting and prepared to let it go.

The Kong Ming Lantern really can't be made, and it's a big deal that I will sacrifice the kite as a killer, and it will not completely collapse.

Logically speaking, according to the current situation, compared with Kongming lanterns, kites are undoubtedly extremely easy to make.

The reason why Han Cheng put the simple kite behind and used it as a guarantee is because the Kongming Lantern is more suitable for the current tribe and more suitable for stones.

Unlike the Wright brothers, who saw a kite flying in the air and inspired to go to the sky, and finally developed an airplane, even if the rock makes this aspiration as hard as a rock, it is impossible to make an airplane.

Counting the second generation of the stone, the third generation of the stone is not enough.

Because the two are in different eras, one is a small tribe that has just entered farming with half a foot and does not even have some wire.

One is colonial expansion, great geographic discoveries, various sciences, and all kinds of new things are springing up. The human society does not know that it has accumulated thousands of years before finally accumulating, and the industrial age has emerged.

There is no comparability between the two.

Compared with planes with very high requirements and concentrated high technologies, the enlarged version of Kongming Lantern's hot air balloon is much simpler.

Of course, even if it is simple, it is still a lifetime series.

However, compared with the indefinite plane, this one can make people look forward to it.

Even if the stone can't accomplish this feat, it will be pushed down to the second generation of the stone, the third generation of the stone, and so on, generation after generation.

As long as these future generations can unswervingly persist in this matter, basically within ten generations, it is possible to fly to the sky in a hot air balloon for a period of time.

Of course, the premise is that the Qingque tribe can be passed down, and it will be stronger than it is now, and it will have more new things.

At this time, it seems that the gap between the Kongming Lantern and the kite is not big, and they are like playing around, but after extending it further, there are two very different roads.

As a latecomer, Han Cheng can be foresight in many things.

It is precisely because he understands the huge difference between the two that he still chooses the Kong Ming Lantern when he knows that it is not easy to do.

It's a pity, such a good intention, but you can't do it for outsiders, you can only move for yourself.

The skeleton of the Kongming Lantern is tied up, and the next thing to do is of course to paste snake skin on it.

Seeing the two people running fast and being rushed to collect pine resin, Han Cheng, whose eye sockets were a little hot, couldn't help but sniffle.

It makes sense that the stone runs so fast, and an adult with inflexible legs and feet limps you to run so fast, but it's a bit shameful.

Sure enough, the lame man is not lame, he must go to heaven.

The divine son Han Da, who was a little bit resentful by the Kong Ming Lantern, looked at the direction that made people leave quickly, and couldn't help but vomit to radiate some depressed feelings in his heart.

Tucao returns to Tucao, but we still have to do what we need to do.

Han Cheng, who had finished spitting out, continued to plow the soil with his head to dig trenches and build flower beds.

When digging the soil, what I was thinking about was how to solve the problem of Kongming lantern refractory materials.

The reason why he thought about it while digging the soil was not because Han Cheng was so time-saving and hardworking, but because of avoiding the language damage from Bai Xuemei.

An innocent face plus an ignorant expression, coupled with a line of unconscious but extremely precise words, would do the most harm to people, and each sentence was a crit.

But you still have nothing to do with her, after all, your child is still in the stomach.

Such things ~www.wuxiahere.com~ are the most uncomfortable.

Han Cheng didn't expect it to be wrong, and his lame mouth never disappointed.

It's just that he went with the stone to collect some pine resin. The fact that the son of God was about to make a tool that could fly into the sky had already spread among the tribe.

Even in later generations, flying to the sky is a remarkable thing, worthy of the whole country's joy, let alone now.

As soon as the news was released, immediately following the precipitous spring breeze, the entire Qingque tribe, even the slaves, and some three-year-old children with halazi, knew about it, and they all showed great curious.

Everyone endured the torment, and finally managed to get through the sun set, and immediately packed up their things and rushed to the tribe.

After returning to the tribe, he didn't gather around the rice jar as usual, but moved towards the **** son, as if Han Cheng had become a sweet potato.

It wasn't until the **** son Han Da, who had been watching as a monkey for a while, got angry and caught a few guys in front of him, and after a few kicks on his buttocks, the matter was temporarily over...