It is the dry season now, and there is still plenty of food to be collected. These days, they have been digging trenches and collecting berries, which also allows them to change their taste.
After they all left, Jiang Xue came to the entrance of the Thorn Wall for the first time to sign in. Then, under the gaze of everyone, she went to the river and fished out the vines that were submerged in the river.
These vines were the leftovers that Mu Feng and his men had collected from the mountains when she suggested making chevaux de frise. She simply threw them into the river to soak without explaining anything to them.
But now, she fished them out in front of everyone, borrowed a sharp stone knife, selected a few vines of uniform thickness, and began to weave them clumsily.
Everyone looked at her curiously and asked her what she was doing.
Jiang Xue said, "We have too few tools at our disposal right now. Every time people go out to gather, they can only bring back a few berries or other things in animal skins. If I make some tools for them using these vines, they can carry more."
Using vines as tools?
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. These vines were almost everywhere in the mountains, and no one had ever associated them with tools - except for using them to fix stones when making stone spears, almost no one had ever looked at them directly.
Jiang Xue had never made baskets or backpacks out of vines before. The best material for baskets and backpacks was bamboo, but they didn't even have a decent knife right now, and she wasn't sure if there was any bamboo nearby. But making these things always followed the same basic principle. Knowing the shape and then refining it piece by piece would always be a sure thing. As for the materials, they could just make do with whatever they had.
As long as we can scare them, it's fine.
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