Han Cheng touched the hot earthen kang with a look of joy on his face, while Wu kept shaking his head as he touched the hot earthen kang.

How can you sleep with something like this!

Now I sweat even when I don't move. If I sleep on this again, won't I be unable to sleep all night? It's better to sleep on my own haystack.

In order not to spoil the Son of God's fun, the witch did not say these words.

If he hadn't said it, Han Cheng naturally wouldn't have known that the wizard, who was usually quite wise, could actually be so confused.

When dry wood meets fire, it will explode into a fiery explosion, and after the explosion, there will be only ashes on the ground.

Han Cheng was reluctant to throw away the ashes, so he swept them to a corner of the room and kept them.

These wood ashes are now extremely important things in the Qingque tribe.

It can not only be used to scrub greasy dishes after drinking broth, but also can be used to fertilize the fields.

After Han Cheng remembered that water soaked with wood ash could be used to nitrate fur, the status of wood ash, which had never been valued before, soared in the Qingque tribe.

The wood ashes need to be accumulated, soaked in water, and then piled together with the deer dung and rabbit dung outside the courtyard wall, but they can also be used together in the rapeseed fields to fertilize the fields.

The sky outside was gloomy, but the house, which had not yet been equipped with doors and windows, was much brighter than the cave. Looking at the spacious and clean house, everyone in the Qingque tribe was happy from the bottom of their hearts.

Shenzi was right. This newly built house is much better than the deer pen, except that the sleeping area is too hot...

After the eldest brother and his companions followed the instructions of the Son of God and fixed the edge of the roof, construction of the second house of the Qingque tribe began.

The specifications of the house being built this time are different from the one that has already been built.

It’s not the length and width that are different, but the second house has as many as twelve rooms!

The twelve houses were connected together, and when they were completed in due time, they looked quite spectacular.

Han Cheng built the second house like this, of course, not for the sake of its spectacular appearance, but because it would save labor and materials when building houses in a row.

The first three-room house required four gables to be built. If twelve houses were to be built with three rooms each, sixteen gables would be needed.

If there are twelve rooms in a building, only thirteen walls need to be built.

For the people of the Qingque tribe who have already built a house, digging the foundation is already a familiar process and can be done very quickly.

Having learned from the last experience where the work was stopped due to lack of stones right after the foundation was dug, Han Cheng no longer let all the people dig the foundation. Instead, he assigned some people to find stones and carry them to the tribe.

Because of the rain, water about 20 to 30 centimeters deep has gathered in the artificially dug ditch around the wall of Qingque tribe.

The water is now a problem as it will affect the subsequent excavation of the soil and even the transportation of stones to the tribe.

After some thought, Han Cheng found that at the northern end of the ditch, four tree trunks were connected and rafts were placed on the trunks.

Through this simple wooden bridge, people carrying stones from the northern hillside can directly reach the west wall of the courtyard, without having to throw stones to the other side across a ditch as before.

While the Qingque tribe was busy building houses, another trouble quietly arrived.

"The stone is gone."

Shang, who was transporting stones, put down his empty load and came to Shen Zi, who was lying beside the chicken coop and peeping at the half-clothed pheasants, to report the depressing news.

Shang looked a little depressed. A few days ago, he had followed the Son of God around the tribe and knew that there were most scattered stones around the tribe where they had moved the stones before. There were only a few scattered pieces in other places, and the rest were huge rocks that were difficult to shake.

Shang, like everyone else in the Qingque tribe, likes the three houses that have been built very much. He wants to work with others to build more houses so that everyone in the tribe can live in spacious and bright houses.

That is why he was so frustrated when he found that there were not enough stones.

Well, that's it. The more you expect something, the greater your disappointment will be when things don't develop in the right direction.

Han Cheng withdrew his gaze from the chicken coop, looked at Shang who was looking frustrated, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I have a way."

"real?"

Shang suddenly became excited, looked at Han Cheng with wide eyes, his face full of surprise.

Of course he was surprised, because he knew how many stones could be moved around the tribe. And stones were different from other things. Moving stones could only be done with strength.

Shang did not think that the Son of God, who was always wise, had the ability to solve the problem of the stone.

The reason why he came to ask was because the Son of God had created so many miracles, and deep in his heart he had a glimmer of expectation, hoping that the Son of God would have a way to solve the problem of the stone and lead the tribe out of this predicament.

But this desire was so weak that even he himself felt it was impossible.

Under such circumstances, he heard such incredible news from the Son of God. It would be strange if he was not excited.

Han Cheng asked Shang, who was as happy as a child, to go to the tribe to fetch two clay jars for carrying water, carry them on a shoulder pole, and walk out of the tribal gate with him towards the place where the Qingque tribe often collected stones.

At the same time, he also called on other people who were previously responsible for collecting stones to go together.

On the way, let them break off some dead branches from fallen trees and take them with them.

As for Shang, he carried water from two earthenware jars taken from the ditch on the west side.

Getting water from here is much closer than carrying water from the river.

Everyone did as they were told, dragging firewood and carrying water, and with an indescribable excitement, they followed the Son of God, who was holding a half-broken clay pot of charcoal, to the quarry where there were no more pebbles.

They wanted to see how the Son of God would solve this problem which seemed to them to be unsolvable.

There is a quarry not too far from the Qingque tribe, with many rocks exposed.

It's a pity that these rocks are either too large to move or are completely connected to the mountain. Under the current conditions, there is nothing we can do about them.

What can I do?

Han Cheng repeated this sentence in his mind, and then chose a stone that was as big as three lying cows, half of which was more than a foot above the ground, and the other half was deeply embedded in the soil.

Use the charcoal and firewood you brought to light a fire underneath the hanging stone.

Blazing red flames rose up, and the orange-yellow flames above were blocked by the stone slabs and scattered in all directions, and heat waves also spread out in all directions.

Shang stood aside with the others, watching the burning flames.

Under the continued burning of the flames, the stone did not change at all except that it became slightly black.

He looked at the Son of God who looked relaxed, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and waited for the miracle to come with the others.