A day's plan begins in the morning.

As the beginning of the day, the early morning not only has fresh air, but also a unique tranquility.

When the old tribe was covered with morning mist, Jinguan City of the Qingque tribe was also covered with a light morning mist.

The rice fields and sweet sorghum forest not far away became a little hazy in the morning mist.

From time to time, some naughty fish would float to the surface of the tribal fish pond, leaving behind circles of shallow ripples.

In the distant waters, there are birds flapping their wings and chirping, looking like they are doing morning exercises.

"Dang~"

"Dang~"

"Dang~"

In this morning shrouded in mist and giving people a very quiet feeling, there are some very rhythmic sounds that sound continuously according to their inherent rhythm.

Because of the silence, the sound seems particularly distant and spacious, giving people a feeling of peace of mind.

This is certainly not the case where a bronze bell was cast in Jinguan City and hung on the branch of a big tree, for people to ring it and go about their daily lives with the sound of morning bells and evening drums.

Instead, it is the simple water mill installed here in Jinguan City that is working continuously.

Not far from Jinguan City, after modifications and excavations by people in the tribe, several not-too-large canals were created, with some drop in height to the ground below.

Here, there are several water mills that appear to be very primitive.

It is just like the primitive water mill installed in the Qingque main tribe.

They all choose a relatively thick piece of wood, and drill a horizontal hole in the middle of the end closer to the thick end of the wood. Then they put a sturdy wooden stick through it horizontally and set it up, somewhat like a seesaw.

However, this water mill is not like a seesaw that can maintain balance.

The thicker end of the water mill is heavier and is supported on the ground.

The clear water flowed over, passed through a small canal made of bamboo and other materials, and turned into a bright white stream, falling down and pouring into the trough at the high-raised end of the water mill.

As water continued to flow in, the tail end of the water mill gradually became heavier and dropped, while the other end of the water mill began to rise.

When the tail end of the water mill drops to a certain level, the water in the sink splashes out with a splashing sound.

As the water was splashed, the tail end of the water mill became lighter, and the head of the water mill, which was raised high, quickly fell down.

With the weight and speed of the water pestle descending, the wooden stick used to pound rice installed on it hit the stone mortar below heavily.

There was a 'dang' sound.

The rice grains in the mortar were hit like this, and many of them lost their outer husks...

A female primitive who was guarding nearby saw that the rice in a stone mortar had been pounded, so she picked up a "Y"-shaped tree stick from the side and propped it under the high-raised water mill.

In this way, the water pestle will not fall down, and you can clean the rice in the mortar with peace of mind.

She first used a bowl to scoop out the rice and rice bran from the stone mortar, and placed all the rice and rice bran in a fine bamboo sieve on the side.

As the amount of rice and rice bran in the mortar became less and less, it became difficult to scoop them out with a bowl, so she used her hands instead.

After cleaning out most of the rice and rice bran in the mortar, he scooped some rice from a bag on the side with a ladle and put it into the mortar.

After doing all this, he stood up, held the water mill with one hand and lifted it up with a little force, and with the other hand, held the tree stick underneath and removed it, and at the same time loosened the hand holding the water mill.

"Dang~"

The water mill lost its support and fell down, causing some rice grains on the edge to tremble slightly.

After doing all this, the woman no longer paid attention to it, but picked up the bamboo sieve and began to clean the bran, rice and other things that had just been put in.

As the sieve swayed back and forth, some fine grains of rice chaff fell off.

The rice sank to the bottom of the sieve, while the large chaff that could not pass through the mesh of the sieve floated on top.

When there was more rice bran floating on the surface, the man stopped what he was doing, put the bamboo sieve on the ground, and used his hands to scoop out the rice bran that had floated on the surface and gathered together...

Han Cheng, who also got up early, stood not far away, quietly watching the man pounding rice here.

His heart was as peaceful as this quiet morning.

From her work, Han Cheng could feel a kind of tranquil, laborious beauty.

However, after feeling this kind of beauty for a while, Han Cheng gradually discovered some problems.

The problem is that the tools used to pound rice in the tribe are a bit too backward.

This rice pounding tool simply uses water power to free people from the tedious task of pounding rice and improves production efficiency to a certain extent.

Such tools have indeed brought a lot of convenience to the tribe, making the work of those who pound rice in the tribe much easier.

However, with the passage of time, as well as the increase in the tribal population and the need to husk the food such as rice and millet, such water mills gradually could not keep up with the current situation.

The speed, scale and efficiency of pounding rice could no longer keep up with the development speed of the Qingque tribe.

Perhaps, I should find a way to improve this water mill!

Han Cheng thought so in his heart.

The improved water mill will definitely be more efficient than the current one.

However, such improvements are not that easy.

Although he knew that in ancient times, there were many things that used water power to drive stone mills and so on, he was not a professional in these areas.

For many things, he only knew a name or something general.

If he was really professional and good at these things, he would have started doing it a long time ago and would not have put it off until now!

But now, we can't delay any longer.

With the harvest of rice and continued planting next year, it can be predicted that the proportion of rice in the tribal food will increase greatly.

In time, the tribe will pound more rice.

If we don't think about improving the tools for pounding rice before then, it will become even more troublesome.

Since this thing has to be done sooner or later, it’s better to start early.

Han Cheng thought this in his heart and decided to improve the water mill.

Then I began to carefully recall some of the things I knew about water mills.

Among them, the clearest and most unforgettable one is the one in Hu Jun and Lin Zhiying's version of "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils", in which Duan Yu and Miss Wang encountered the Xixia people and hid in a mill by the river. Under the guidance of Miss Wang, Duan Yu killed the Xixia people and met Murong Fu who came wearing Xixia people's clothes and armor.

There is one scene that Han Cheng remembers particularly clearly - after the miller and his wife were killed, the water mill, which was left unattended, struck the stone mortar below again and again under the drive of the running water, making an extremely empty sound.

The mill, which was once full of love, became particularly desolate.

The water mill used there is different from the one currently used by the Qingque tribe. It is a more advanced and mature tool.

If he could get the water mill out, then the issue of replacing the tribe's water mill that he was worried about would be solved!

Han Cheng thought so with some anticipation, feeling the joy of having seen the goal and found the direction.

The image in his memory was of a thing used to pound rice, similar to a hammer with a long handle and an oval bottom.

Driven by a rotating wooden stick, it keeps rising and falling.

There is no doubt that this rotating wooden stick is the key to this object, after all, it transmits energy.

However, Han Cheng didn't know what this key part looked like.

Because this key part is installed outside the house and cannot be seen from inside the room.

The clearest image Han Cheng has of this section is the key position of this object outside the room inside the house. Whether the TV series producer did not shoot it or Han Cheng did not pay attention at the time, Han Cheng could not remember clearly. In his memory, he has no impression of this.

Han Cheng was stuck here long ago when he was making this primitive version of the water mill in the tribe.

In addition, the tools in the tribe at that time were not good enough, and the amount of food that needed to be pounded was not large. The primitive water mill was enough to cope with it, so they didn't spend too much time thinking about doing this.

But that’s not possible now. Now he has to figure out this key position that he has never seen before!

Only in this way can the water mills in the tribe be updated!

Han Cheng thought this in his mind, and began to try hard to figure out the appearance or working principle of the object he had never seen.

That is, how to use water energy to drive the horizontal beam installed in the room to rotate.

On a misty morning in Jinguan City, Han Cheng stood here, looking at several primitive water mills that were rising and falling driven by the flowing water, and fell into deep thought.

Confucius once said: "Do not look at anything that is not proper!"

This sentence and the truth it contains are very correct.

Because many troubles start with eye contact.

For example, just to take one more look at you in the crowd.

For example, it took three thousand times of passing each other in the previous life to get a glance back in this life.

For example, a single smile from her makes her look so charming that all the other beauties in the harem pale in comparison.

For example, walking away shyly, leaning against the door and looking back, she sniffs the green plums.

Another example is the expression of affection through the eyes and the secret glances...

These are all related to looking at people and seeing the problems.

At this time, Han Dashenzi, who got up early in the morning without sleeping in and ran here to stare at the water mill, looking completely dazed, also noticed something was wrong.

Han Cheng had good intentions, and what he was thinking was serious, but he forgot one thing.

That is, in addition to the water mill that is constantly rising and falling under the influence of the water flow, there are also people!

A woman busy pounding rice!

This primitive woman who was pounding rice had already noticed the Son of God who was looking at her from a distance.

When she first saw the Son of God, she became alert and at the same time, she became extra cautious and worked quickly and well.

Worried about leaving a bad impression in front of the Son of God.

The psychology is basically the same as that of an employee who encounters the boss who comes to inspect his work.

After doing this nervously and cautiously for a while, the female primitive gradually discovered some differences.

Because the Son of God never left, and was always looking at him, and he looked at him so seriously!

After a while, while working, he would occasionally glance back at the primitive man, the daughter of the goddess. Gradually, other thoughts arose in his mind, and some ripples arose.

In this era when singers and movies and TV shows were far from popular, Han Cheng was definitely an idol for all the people as the son of God who brought all kinds of benefits and magical things to the people of the tribe.

Many girls in later generations are willing to give birth to children for their idols. As more primitive and passionate people, people of this era are no worse than the girls of later generations when facing their idols.

Women in later generations are willing to give birth to monkeys for their idols, and they are just as willing!

As long as the idols are willing, they are also willing to do things that are more profound than this.

And they are willing to do it happily and rush to it!

However, their idol, Han Dashenzi, seemed to have always set his sights on Bai Xuemei, and had never had any thoughts or actions towards them.

Out of respect for their idol Han Dashenzi and their own inferiority complex, many female primitive people in the tribe dare not even think about it.

Even if some people thought so, they could only think about it in their hearts. Facing the chaste Han Dashenzi, they felt deeply inferior and absolutely could not muster up the courage to take actual action to find out what happened to their idol Han Dashenzi.

But now it’s different!

Now his idol, the most respected Son of God in the tribe, was staring at him for such a long time!

As a die-hard female fan of Han Dashenzi, this female primitive couldn't help but think too much when faced with such a situation.

After all, this has never happened before!

Especially when she remembered that the Son of God had come to Jinguan City from the main tribe for such a long time and had not seen Sister Bai Xue for a long, long time, the female primitive became more certain of her previous guess.

Because as a woman, and a married woman at that, she knows a lot about these things.

Her spouse would feel terrible if he had sex with her for three or four days.

Now that the Son of God has left the main tribe and Sister Bai Xue for such a long time, the situation will definitely be even more deadly!

The more she thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed to the primitive woman, and she felt she had figured out the truth of the matter.

The mood became even more excited.

As a die-hard female fan of the Son of God, it is natural for me to think what the Son of God thinks, worry about what the Son of God worries about, and always think about how to solve problems for my idol.

Therefore, this primitive woman who saw through everything quickly took action...