I am a Primitive Man

The distant mountains are withered and yellow, and they are dotted with white spots. It is snow that has never melted, and it looks like a witch's hair.

At the quarry, the wind was whistling, pour gusts of wind into the boiler through the clay pot, blowing the charcoal fire, making it burn more vigorously.

Red fire, white gas, and busy people are surging in the early spring when the ice and snow have not completely melted, making this season that has not yet fully warmed up to become alive in advance.

"Open the oven!"

The second elder brother, who had been transformed from a blacksmith to a coppersmith, yelled, and the idle staff next to him went aside and set aside a clear space so as not to be accidentally injured by the hot copper water.

Seeing everyone out of the way, the second brother who was successful in losing weight used a special pottery spoon to scoop up the viscous copper juice, and put it on top of the mud fan where there was only a small hole. Copper juice is poured inward along the hole.

The strong second brother has a steady hand, and a spoonful of copper juice is poured into the hole. There is little toss, and it is much better than Han Cheng before.

Heiwa's eyes widened, and her two hands unconsciously clenched the animal skin she was wearing.

Spoonful of copper juice was poured down, and 13 of the 14 plowshare models placed here were poured into copper juice.

The reason why the remaining one will not be filled is because the copper juice in the stove is not enough to fill a mud fan, if it is poured in, a mud fan will be wasted.

This kind of mud model is not easy to make. Naturally, one less waste is wasted.

However, the remaining copper juice did not let it cool down like this, but used them to pour out two small copper knives.

"Crack~"

After this combination, the model that only leaves a hole to pour the bronze juice into it is not only troublesome to manufacture, but basically cannot be reused.

To take out the solidified bronze ware, there is no other way to use it, but to break both the outer mold and the inner mold.

Although it is more distressing to break the hard-made mold, the black baby did not have much softness when she got down. She hugged it and threw it **** the ground, and the outer layer of the bronze plowshare that was first poured had already collapsed. Up.

A bright yellow light appeared between the mud flakes flying around.

Heiwa quickly found a small bronze crowbar and stabbed the mud pieces stuck on it that he refused to leave. A plowshare that was a circle larger than the palm of a normal person appeared in his hand.

The plowshare is bright yellow, really beautiful, and it doesn't seem to be flawed.

"The Son of God!"

After looking at it for a while, Heiwa held the plowshare, which was finally made, excitedly ran to Han Cheng, and showed it to Han Cheng like a treasure, happily like a child.

With a smile on his face, Han Cheng took this long-span, hard-won plowshare from Heiwa, and carefully watched it in his hand.

Compared to the iron plowshare he saw in later generations that was ground white by the soil, the bronze plowshare in his hand looked much rougher.

And in terms of size and weight, he couldn't keep up with the iron plowshares he saw in later life.

The reason why the plowshare is cast so small is that the bronze is relatively brittle, and the cast is too large, and it is easily damaged when the land is cultivated.

On the other hand, the deer in the tribe are weak, and the plowshare is too large to pull the deer.

When Han Cheng saw the plowshare, the witches and others here also gathered here, using deer to plow the land and the ease of use of bronzes, they all experienced firsthand.

Combining these two together at the moment, the effect is exciting to think about.

Everyone can't wait to put this bronze plow on the plow now, and then lead the deer to plow the field, and see with their own eyes how effective this thing is.

"OK!"

Although the plowshare in my hand is rough and rudimentary compared with the iron plowshares of later generations, it does not lack what the plowshare should have.

There is nothing wrong with using it for farming.

Han Cheng looked at it carefully for a while, laughed out loud, then stretched out his hand to pat on the shoulder of the black baby who looked expectant, and exclaimed sincerely.

Heiwa, who was in a good mood, got better after receiving the praise from Han Cheng. It was more beautiful than having braised pork.

Then there was a crackling sound.

This is the remaining twelve models have been smashed.

There were a total of 13 plowshares, and a defective product appeared inside.

The reason for the defectiveness was that when the second brother poured bronze into this model, the spoon was not filled the first time, and the second spoon was added.

Metal liquids such as copper juice solidified very quickly, and this short time delay caused a fault on the bronze ploughshare.

Han Cheng took it in his hand and looked at it, and slammed it against the stone. The bronze plowshare immediately broke into two pieces.

Of course, the broken bronze plowshare is reluctant to throw it away. When the next pot of copper is smelted, put it in the stove, melt it with the rest and use it again.

"Puff puff……"

In a few houses of the Qingque tribe without a kang, there were some people around. The carpenter limped, holding an axe in his hand and chopping at the bottom of the wooden plow.

After cutting for a period of time, he took the plowshare and put it on Bibi again, to see where it was not suitable, he removed the plowshare from the top and continued to rest.

"Dangdangdang..."

After some rest and recuperation, the lower end of the wooden plow finally fits with the plowshare. Limp put the plow down on the ground with the lower end of the plow facing upward, and then put the plowshare on it.

Later, I found a wooden board and placed it on top of the plowshare with one hand.

The reason why a wooden plank is used is because the wooden plank is relatively soft, and it is blocked in the middle as a buffer, which can protect the bronze plowshare from being damaged by the iron axe to the greatest extent.

After more than a dozen axes went down~www.wuxiahere.com~ the plowshare was tightly wrapped on the wood.

Lifting the wooden plow up and putting it away, Han Cheng held the plow handle behind and felt it for a while, then nodded in satisfaction.

Of course simple is still simple, but after putting on the bronze plowshare, this plow immediately looks more decent.

Sure enough, people rely on clothes, horses and saddles, and even plows can be decorated with metal.

After waiting for a while, I made the bronze plough wall and clicked on the plough. After fixing, the plough would become more decent.

After installing a plowshare, some people can't wait to see the effect.

Without the plough wall, the soil plowed by the plow will not run to one side, and the effect of the plow is not very good. Han Jinlai did not want to carry the plow to the ground at this time, and wanted to fix the plough wall. He used a complete plow to experiment, but when he looked up, there were expectant gazes around him. After thinking about it, he nodded in agreement.

In fact, deep in his heart, he wanted to see the effect of the bronze plow.