Under Han Cheng's questioning, Wu told him the reason.

A long time ago, two people from their Qingque tribe startled some flying insects that Han Cheng called bees while picking food.

Both of them died as a result, and their deaths were very miserable.

Most of the experiences summed up by primitive people are bloodstained, and many of them cost their lives.

After the two men died, the witch in the tribe recorded that the gathering of flying insects could kill people.

And passed it on to the next witch.

Han Cheng mentioned honey and bees before, but because of the different names for flying insects in Chinese and the witch's original tradition, the witch didn't know that the flying insects that the Son of God was drooling over were the flying insects that caused the deaths of two people in their tribe a long time ago.

It was not until I followed Xiaofu to the place where the bees built their nests that I realized that the bees the Son of God was talking about were the flying insects that can kill people.

Delicious honey is produced by flying insects.

Because this incident happened when the previous witch existed a long time ago, it was not widely circulated by the time of the current witch.

By chance, Wu's memory was dug out. After telling everyone, those who had drooled with Wu before now all became frightened.

Looking at the miserable Xiaofu and thinking about what Wu said, the saliva in his mouth stopped flowing immediately.

Stung someone to death?

Han Chengran realized it was no wonder that Wu reacted so strongly. It turned out that such a tragic experience had happened in the tribe a long time ago.

But we can't just throw the baby out with the bathwater like this!

You can’t say that just because you were stung by a bee before, you never dare to touch a bee again.

Moreover, there are many kinds of bees. Some of them are highly venomous. Not to mention humans, even thick-skinned black bears cannot withstand them.

Of course, you can't touch such bees.

However, the beehive discovered now mainly produces honey, and its toxicity is not particularly strong.

This can be seen from the fact that after being stung so many times, Xiaofu was fine except for gaining some weight.

Han Cheng told Wu and others about his idea, but Wu just shook his head and refused to let Han Cheng take any risk.

Although I heard from the Son of God that honey is delicious, no matter how delicious the honey is, it is not as important as the safety of the Son of God.

Han Cheng thought that if he went there now, he had not prepared anything. Apart from getting bags all over his body like Xiaofu, there would be no difference. So he did not insist and left the forest with Wu and the others.

However, he remembered the location of the beehive clearly.

It was spring, when flowers were in full bloom. The bees had enough flowers to collect, and there must have been enough honey in the hive.

Han Cheng couldn't just let so much honey go to waste.

When he arrived at the fields, he saw that everyone had basically mastered the skills of harrowing and sowing, and no longer needed technical guidance from him, the Son of God. So Han Cheng immediately became a hands-off boss and returned to the tribe in a flash.

First, I went into the house and carved the general appearance of a beehive on a piece of pottery with a slate pencil.

Then he carried the pottery board to Bo, who was doing carpentry work in the yard, put it down, asked Bo to stop his work temporarily, and began to explain the structure of the beehive to him, asking him to make the beehive as soon as possible.

Han Cheng has some knowledge about beehives. He has seen beekeepers more than once when he was a child.

The impression I have is that a beehive is a wooden box that is about half a meter wide and less than one meter high and long.

You can pull out ready-made plywood from the top of the beehive like a drawer, and it is covered with nests built by bees.

With one cut of the bamboo knife, sticky, clear yellow honey will slowly flow out and fall into the container that has been prepared long ago...

After focusing on weaving and carpentry for such a long time, Bo's skills can be said to be very good, and he has also become accustomed to seeing Han Cheng's not-so-standard drawings.

After listening to Han Cheng's explanation for a while, he began to pat his chest and assured that he could make the box.

Then he started the most basic work of cutting wood and splitting boards.

Han Cheng stayed here for a while, and seeing that Bo was doing a good job, he left with peace of mind.

Then he went into the house and took out a large roll of linen.

There are a total of more than 60 meters of linen, which is the result of the labor of the women of the Qingque tribe from last winter to this spring.

About a quarter of them were born by Bai Xue's child bride who liked to raise silkworms and weave cloth.

Although they were mixed together, Han Cheng could tell at a glance which ones were made by Bai Xuemei.

Because the linen woven by Sister Bai Xue is not only neat and has few loose threads, but is also very fine. It is far from comparable to other cloths with many small square holes.

The cloth woven by Bai Xuemei is very good for making clothes, and Han Cheng can't bear to waste it.

However, the other inferior cloths are not completely useless. Under certain conditions, they can also play a role.

Han Cheng picked out the worst linen that could be used as a veil from among the cloths, walked outside, and came to the little child bride who was lying there watching the silkworms eating mulberry leaves attentively.

Sister Bai Xue noticed someone coming. When she looked up, she found it was Brother Cheng. A happy smile immediately appeared on her face, showing her white teeth.

All her front teeth have been replaced, and the lower left molar fell out a few days ago. People who are not very familiar with her would not notice it, and she would not be out of place when talking or laughing because of it.

Han Cheng reached out and touched the head of Bai Xuemei, who had grown a little taller, and said with a smile: "Go get the needle and thread and the iron knife, and make something for me."

Sister Bai Xue agreed happily and ran into the house. After a while, she came back with a small ceramic basin containing needles and thread.

"Brother Cheng, what are you doing?"

Han Cheng put on the bamboo hat he had brought with him, pointed at it and said, "On top of this, there is a circle of cloth, which will reach my position."

Han Cheng pointed at his hat, gestured at his waist, and said to Bai Xuemei.

"What is Brother Cheng doing this for?"

Sister Bai Xue asked as she picked up the cloth and started to measure Han Cheng's body.

She was very skillful with her hands, and her needlework skills were as good as those of the adult female primitives in the tribe, especially in making things with cloth.

"Do you like to eat canned food after it's been cooked?"

Han Cheng asked with a smile.

Sister Bai Xue nodded vigorously. She still missed the sour and sweet canned fruits. She felt that they tasted much better than wine and vinegar.

"With this, I can bring back something tastier than canned food in a few days."