A lot of the high-quality linen that was produced with great effort and in limited quantities was made into something that looked useless, which the Son of God called a mask. This made many people in the tribe feel very uncomfortable.
Not only Bai Xuemei, a cloth lover, feels uncomfortable, but those who wear masks also feel uncomfortable.
Because this thing is worn on the mouth, blocking the mouth and nose, making breathing uncomfortable.
However, when they went down to the brick kiln, the Son of God told them to bring it with them and no one was allowed to be lazy.
If you don’t say this, you may easily get a very uncomfortable disease.
It was not until the disease was exposed that the people in the tribe who worked in the kilns began to take it seriously and no longer dared to look down on wearing the extremely uncomfortable masks.
Although Han Cheng felt a little distressed about using the linen that was originally intended to be used to make clothes to make masks, he did not cut corners and did not hesitate at all.
This must be done, otherwise it would be very distressing if there were a few more people with tuberculosis in the tribe.
That is a disease that can torture a strong man to the point where his life would rather die than be cured!
The temperature inside the brick kiln was much higher than outside. Not long after entering, Han Cheng was sweating all over.
However, he did not pay too much attention to these, but concentrated on looking at the bricks in the brick kiln.
Compared to before, these bricks have changed a lot.
Each one is black and blue in color. If you pick up two and knock them against each other, they will make a crisp tinkling sound.
Han Cheng was holding a green brick in his hand with a smile on his face. He thought that his luck and craftsmanship were pretty good. The bricks from the first kiln were basically ready!
He had the bricks carried out. Forty-three out of the five hundred bricks were cracked, which was still within an acceptable range.
The middle parts of these cracked bricks are black, and Han Cheng knows that this is a sign that they have not been burned through.
It seems that the fire was put out too early this time. Next time, it will burn for a little longer.
He did not throw away the broken bricks, but had them transported back to the tribe so that they could be used to build a house when the time came. After all, "rotten bricks mean rotten walls."
“Ding ding ding…”
Heiwa, who was standing by, was holding a blue brick in one hand and a red brick left over from building the cave in the other. They were colliding with each other. After a while, he had to admit that the blue bricks fired in this way were indeed stronger than the red bricks.
"Son of God, when firing pottery, can you pour water into it..."
After confirming that watering could make bricks stronger, Heiwa immediately associated it with the firing of pottery.
Pour water into pottery when firing it?
Nine times out of ten it won’t work.
Although pottery and bricks are both made from fired earth, there are still many differences between the two.
However, Han Cheng did not directly tell what he knew. Instead, he looked at Heiwa, who was looking at him with joy in his eyes, and said, "I don't know either. If you want to know the result, you can try it yourself."
Han Cheng is slowly and consciously cultivating the ability of people in the tribe to think proactively and discover problems.
He has thought it through clearly. He can indeed lead the people of the Qingque tribe to shortcuts in many matters. However, after embarking on this path, if they want to continue to develop in the long run, the people of the tribe need to work hard and discover things on their own.
After all, he, the pseudo-son of God, is not omnipotent, and there are many things about which he only has a vague understanding.
"Well, I'll try!"
Heiwa's eyes sparkled. He nodded vigorously, turned around and left the brick kiln, running towards the place where he often fired pottery...
All the bricks used for experiments in the first kiln were transported to the inside of the tribe. After the kiln was cleaned, the bricks from the second kiln were also loaded in. This time, more bricks were loaded, as many as two thousand bricks.
It turns out that moving bricks is not an easy job, even if you are moving bricks.
This was the most intuitive feeling Han Cheng got after he followed the people of the tribe to load the second kiln of bricks into the brick kiln.
The other people in the tribe are fine. After all, they are stronger than Han Cheng, and they have been exposed to a life worse than the current one since birth.
In Han Cheng's opinion, such a very strenuous method of carrying things on shoulders is already very rare for them!
"A gentleman says: learning should never stop. Blue is derived from indigo, but it is bluer than indigo. Ice is made of water, but it is colder than water.
A piece of wood is straight as a rope, and when it is bent into a wheel, its curve is in the circle. Even if it is dry and hard and no longer straight, it is because it was bent... Therefore, without accumulating small steps, one cannot reach a thousand miles..."
Looking at the brick kilns emitting blue smoke and the tribesmen sweating as they carried bricks back and forth on their shoulders, Han Cheng stood with his hands behind his back and recited an excerpt from Xunzi's famous work "On Learning".
This is not to cheer myself up, nor is it to encourage the tribesmen to persevere. If you continue like this, the light will surely belong to you, and large brick and tile houses will surely appear.
After all, even Shi Tou, who was the best at learning Chinese in the tribe, was still confused after hearing what the Son of God said.
If people can't even understand what they are saying, then it naturally won't serve the purpose of warning and educating the world.
The reason why he suddenly recited the same famous article was because he wanted to build a car!
The most critical method of manufacturing the wheel has been given by Master Xun in "Encouraging Learning".
The people of the Qingque tribe also used a similar method to make wooden forks with handles that had an overall arc of more than 270 degrees.
At this time, since iron tools had already appeared, it should not be a big problem to make wheels by spending a little more effort.
After solving the key technical problem of the wheel, the rest can basically be figured out.
Han Cheng doesn't have the ability to manufacture a four-wheeled car or a three-wheeled motorcycle with a bucket, but it should not be a problem for him to make a red-faced Guan Gong pushing a wheelbarrow selling dates.
Han Cheng clenched his fists, thinking with full fighting spirit, and then couldn't help but smile. It was really mean of Lao Luo to let the red-faced Master Guan sell dates.
Han Cheng didn't have to do the kiln-firing work himself. He just gave a few instructions to Huo, who was almost suffering from an occupational disease from frequent kiln-firing, and then turned back to the tribe.
Bo was a man who could not sit still. When there was nothing big to make, he started making windows for the large tiled house that had not yet been built.
"Lame, take a break first, I'll tell you something more interesting."
Han Cheng glanced at the bees busy coming in and out, came close to Lame and spoke.
"Something interesting?"
Lame is in high spirits.
When a person achieves a sense of accomplishment in a certain field, he or she will become more immersed in it and want to do more challenging things.
Carpentry is also a job that can make people obsessed, such as Chongzhen’s brother, the emperor who was obsessed with carpentry, and the current lame man.
(There are many flaws in the writing, and the subscription is relatively low during this period. I would like to thank the book friends for their tolerance and persistence, and for their encouragement and support. Thank you, everyone! I cannot guarantee that the book will be wonderful, but I will definitely write it with all my heart. This is a promise from an old and failed writer.)