After seeing that all the ice holes had been dug and the work of forking and transporting fish was proceeding in an orderly manner, Han Cheng turned around and ran into the cave without any hesitation.

This damn weather is so cold that the two testicles were frozen and disappeared, and the little bird shrank down to only a small head, which was so pitiful to look at.

If he doesn't go back to warm up, Han Cheng is really worried that he will never be happy again.

When Han Cheng came back, the first batch of fish caught today had already been transported back to the cave.

Han Cheng squatted beside the fire to warm himself for a while, and then he felt his hands and feet were unusually itchy. He immediately knew that something bad had happened, as his hands and feet were probably frostbitten!

He roasted the fire here for a while, scratched his hands and feet for a while, and when his body was warm enough, he returned to the inner cave.

The witch had a faint smile on his face, and was carving something on the stone slab with a "stone pencil". Based on Han Cheng's previous experience, it was most likely about catching fish from under the ice to fill his stomach in winter.

Han Cheng stood quietly by and watched for a while. Seeing that Wu was writing seriously and completely immersed in his own world, he did not disturb him, but tiptoed out again.

He came to a place in the cave that was specially used to store furs and began to rummage around.

Because the tribe makes a living by fishing, hunting and gathering, they have accumulated a lot of fur over the years, but many of them have lost their fur due to their age.

But in general, such skins are used to wrap fruits, and the good ones are kept to keep out the cold.

Han Cheng searched here for a while and found four rabbit skins that didn't shed much hair.

Rabbit skins are not very popular in the tribe because they are too small and too troublesome to tie on the body to keep warm.

However, these things are very useful to Han Cheng.

He put the rabbit skin on the ground, pressed his right hand on the rabbit skin, and folded the rabbit skin with his left hand to cover it. A warm feeling immediately came up.

Han Cheng frowned. Compared to his hands, the rabbit skin was still too big. A rolled-up rabbit skin could hold four or five of his hands!

Not only are the gloves made in this way extremely inconvenient to wear, they are also not warm.

He went to the place where tools were stored, found the stone knife that the tribe usually used to disembowel animals, held it in his hand, looked at it for a few seconds, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This stone knife is fine for a strong adult to use to cut a hole in a freshly dead animal, but in my current state, it is really unrealistic to deal with dry skin.

Sure enough, after he spread the leather on the ground, held it with one hand and held the stone knife with the other, and pulled it back and forth for more than ten minutes, and the leather showed no signs of cracking, Han Cheng gave up the idea of ​​splitting the leather in two.

Forget it, if I can’t make gloves, making a hand warmer will do.

He comforted himself in this way, then put the stone knife back to its place and walked away with the leather.

Getting ready to start making a hot pack.

Han Cheng still failed to make the hot pack, not because he was short of needles and thread, but because he had torn the rabbit skin!

Of course not by biting with teeth.

Instead, he was already preparing to make a hot pack when he suddenly remembered the method used in the future when he wanted to break the rope but had no tools like scissors.

He took the rabbit skin and came to the stone slab at the entrance of the cave that was used as a door panel. He selected the sharpest edge, then grabbed the rabbit skin with both hands, with the hairless side facing down. He aligned the edge with the middle of the skin and pressed down hard, rubbing it back and forth up and down.

Friction, abrasion...

This method is really good. At least it is much better than using a stone knife to cut the leather.

Because this can use all the strength of the whole body, and because the friction speed is fast and the distance is long, after generating heat, it can speed up the decomposition of the leather.

So after about a minute of friction, the leather broke into two pieces.

The leather was ready, but the next step of sewing became a big problem, because there were not only no needles in the tribe, but not even thread!

Han Cheng had no choice but to use his brain to search the ground for the fish bone that he had spit out.

Unfortunately, these fish bones were too fragile, or the skin was too thick. After breaking five or six fish bones in a row without leaving a single needle hole on the skin, Han Cheng had to give up this method.

There was no way to treat the fish bones, so Han Cheng could only think of another way.

That's right, he picked up the stone again.

He placed the leather on a large stone, then took a sharp-headed stone in his other hand and smashed it on the edge of the leather.

Sure enough, sometimes a little violence is still needed. The skin, which had been helpless even after several fish bones were broken, quickly gave in after encountering the stone. Han Cheng smashed a small hole in it in just five or seven hits.

After making the first hole, he did not stop, but continued to use the stone to make holes in the leather, controlling the distance and trying to make one hole every half centimeter. Of course, if he accidentally made a crooked hole, that was no problem.

Now is the time to solve the problem of food and clothing, not the time to pay attention to appearance.

The knocking sounds in the cave pulled Wu out of his ethereal state of recording things.

He frowned, put down the 'slate pencil' in his hand, rubbed his tired and sore fingers and wrists, and walked out of the inner cave, wanting to see who was so noisy.

When he saw clearly that the person holding the stone and hitting it was Han Cheng, he showed a slightly surprised look.

Wu walked to Han Cheng, and after seeing Han Cheng's actions clearly, there was a puzzled look in his eyes. He didn't understand why the Son of God wanted to break this good leather into two smaller halves, and also smashed so many small holes in the leather.

Isn't it true that bigger leather is better?

A large piece of leather is much more useful than a small piece of leather whether it is used to wrap around the body to keep warm or to wrap fruit. Why did the Son of God make it smaller?

If it were before, Wu would have thought that this little guy was just fooling around, but yesterday's experience was still vivid in his mind, so he could not have the slightest contempt for this Son of God who looked only six or seven years old.

Han Cheng looked up and saw the witch, and noticed the witch's confusion, but he did not explain anything. Because the tribal language was too simple, he wanted to explain to the witch clearly what he wanted to do and what the function of this thing was. It would take a lot of effort, so it would be more convenient to just make the gloves directly.

Han Cheng finally smashed small holes on three edges of the rabbit skin, which could be considered needle holes.

The problem of the line is relatively easy to solve, because there is a kind of grass nearby that is very tough and can be used as a rope.

There is a lot of this grass, and there is a lot of it in the cave. It is used as firewood and spread under the body to keep warm.

Under the witch's watchful eye, Han Cheng found a handful of this relatively long grass, folded the leather with holes in it in half, and began to use this grass, which he called "rope grass," to "thread the needle" along the small holes.

Han Cheng did not use the common reverse and positive acupuncture method used in later generations, as this acupuncture method is not suitable for the current situation.

Instead, use a tough rope to pass it through two holes folded in half, wrap it around twice, pull it tight, and then pass it through the next hole.

After about twenty minutes, what was most likely the first glove of this era appeared.