I am a Primitive Man

"Ding, ding, dong, ding, ding, dong..."

A series of notes sounded around the Tongshan color pool. This is not a thawing stream running freely, but the flying **** Han Da, carrying a hard rock, constantly smashing here.

At this time, Han Cheng was looking for trouble. He arranged for the rest of the people to get malachite. He walked around, and when he saw the unpleasant stone, he went up and down twice.

After a while, a surprise finally appeared.

After a swarthy stone was smashed, the black shell on the outside faded, revealing a bright yellow in the sun.

Looking at this fist-sized object that was dazzling yellow in the sun, Han Chengxi smiled.

This is certainly not a piece of gold, but a piece of copper.

Just as there are pure gold nuggets in gold mines, there are also pure copper in copper mines.

However, the pure copper exposed to the outside will oxidize like iron after a long period of time. The black shells that Han Cheng broke open are oxides.

This piece of pure copper has attracted the attention of many people. People from the Qingque tribe came and stroked it with their hands, feeling the heavy weight of the copper and the texture different from that of stone, which seemed very happy and strange.

Thinking of what Han Cheng said before, some people felt a little regretful. Copper, which looks much more beautiful than iron, is not as hard and easy to use as iron?

It can be seen from this that things like ‘judge a person by appearance’ began in ancient times.

With this piece of pure copper as an incentive, Han Cheng's percussion became even stronger.

However, he didn't let others intervene in this matter, and Shang, Mao and others were still dealing with malachite and some other copper ores.

After all, these copper ores are the main raw material for copper smelting, and the pure copper that exists directly is only a rare thing.

He is not simply tapping to find pure copper. In this process, he is also looking at the distribution of copper ore here, and has a simple preliminary understanding of the situation here.

"Here!"

The Shang over there looked a little excited and shouted.

People scattered around heard the shouts converging, Han Cheng also took another small piece of pure copper he harvested and went there, wanting to see what he found as soon as possible.

Seeing Han Cheng passing by, the surrounding people voluntarily gave up a path, and the scene here also appeared in front of Han Cheng.

This is an irregular pit with a depth of only about half a meter, and some green malachite is piled around the pit.

It can be seen that this pit was just dug out.

Inside the pit, more green stones were exposed. The stones were large and small, irregular, but they looked purer than what I had seen before.

There is no doubt that this is a high-quality malachite mine.

Han Cheng asked Shang about some information, and after checking it for a while, he immediately ordered that everyone was not allowed to look around, but he digged here directly with tools.

The stone heads and bone shovel of the Qingque tribe are not very easy to use here, they are easier to damage.

Therefore, after clearing the not too much dirt around this small stone pit, the mining tool became the most common and versatile weapon in the primitive age-the wooden stick.

Of course, there is a prerequisite for mining with wooden sticks.

I don’t know why this piece of ore is relatively broken. There is a gap in the middle. In the place where you can’t move it by hand, you can poke a solid wood stick into the gap and use the principle of leverage to tilt it back and forth, or push the tree stick. Smash down along the gap to hold it open.

Open-pit mines are so casual.

Of course, it's impossible for Han Cheng to not be like this at this time.

Because he couldn't make a good tool before the bronze was made.

Find the breakthrough point of high-quality mineral veins, and work efficiency is high. When the sky is about to dusk, a lot of high-quality malachite has already been piled up not far from the pit that has become bigger and deeper.

Stones are dead and heavy, not to mention the ore that contains metal, which is heavier than ordinary stones. This pile can easily exceed a thousand catties.

The copper ore mining went so smoothly, and Han Chengdu was a little surprised. If they proceeded at such a speed, they would be able to go home in two days.

Seeing that it was not early, Han Chenggong made people stop their movements and headed to the cave of the Teng Snake Tribe that no longer exists.

These days, they will settle down here.

But Han Cheng and the others did not live in the cave directly tonight.

The cave of the Teng Snake Tribe has not been inhabited for more than half a year, and there may be something in it.

Of course, this ‘thing’ does not refer to foxes and ghosts, but those who like to burrow into crevices and the like.

Therefore, Han Cheng let people find a lot of dead branches and leaves to get into the hole, and they couldn't help but smoke.

Many wet wormwood found nearby were piled on the dead branches and broken leaves.

Many people don't care much about the careful behavior of the **** child, after all, they have grown up in the wild since childhood.

Only in the past few years have lived in a house. Before, I lived in caves, and there was no danger.

Of course, I think so, but they are still doing things according to the requirements of the gods. Some people smash Yexun caves inside, and some cook.

Flames rose in the cave, and choking smoke filled it.

People who didn't care much before, gradually changed their color, because as the flames of the cave burned, things that made goose bumps gradually happened.

More and more things got out of it.

Several spiders with fierce spots on their backs, long legs and bristles, small egg-sized spiders, large centipedes with long chopsticks, black and red claws, scorpions with raised tails, and green glistening all over their bodies. Long striped bugs that don't have a name but are not a good thing at first sight...

The many guys who ran out hurriedly driven by flames and heavy smoke~www.wuxiahere.com~ saw the faces of the Qingque tribe all green.

Although they are fierce, when confronted with these poisonous insects, they really feel a little frustrated.

Compared with the beasts, sometimes these little poisonous insects are even more daunting, making people feel like they are unpredictable and invincible.

After seeing so many things, they all cast admiring gazes at the divine child who was standing on the side with the appearance of Zhizhu holding it.

Fortunately, there is a son of God this time. If not, if you spend the night in this cave under such circumstances, maybe someone will never wake up...

Little did he know that the son of God who was indifferent on the surface was panicked at this time.

Han Cheng just felt that there might be more poisonous insects if there were no people living in it for a long time, but he did not expect that there would be such a terrifying level.

Another reason is that he suddenly remembered the cave in his tribe that was used as a kitchen and a canteen...

(A little bit of Kavin...)