"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang"
Outside the carpenter's room of the Qingque tribe, the sound of heavy objects hitting something could be heard from time to time.
The witch was wearing a double-layered rattan hat that had been made not long ago. Lame stood beside her with a bronze hammer in his hand, hitting the witch's head again and again.
No matter whether it is the person who is hitting or the person who is hit, they all look excited at this time, as if they are getting a lot of happiness from it.
There were quite a few people watching around, looking at the witch with a hat on and being hit on the head by a hammer held by a lame man, with a look of curiosity and envy on their faces.
He looked eager to try, wanting to replace Wu and become the one hit by the hammer.
These are the people who heard that Lame was hit on the head by a falling hickory nut, and then, with the help of the Son of God, made a hat that not only made him no longer afraid of being hit by hickory nuts, but also of being hit by hammers. These people came to watch the show.
"Okay, okay."
Seeing that Bo had already hit Wu's head four or five times and seemed about to continue hitting him, Han Cheng quickly called for a stop.
Wu is old, and the blood vessels in the brain of the elderly are more fragile and prone to problems. Although Wu, as a primitive man, has a better physique than ordinary people in later generations and the possibility of problems in this regard is not high, he still needs to pay more attention to it.
It will be good to be hit by a few hammers to experience the benefits of this double-layer safety helmet firsthand, but it will be bad if you are hit too many times.
After all, the force of each hammer will be greater than the previous one.
“Let me try!”
Wu Gang seemed somewhat reluctant to take off the double-layer safety helmet. Tietou, who had been itching to take off the helmet, rushed over impatiently, grabbed the safety helmet and put it on his head, and after tying the two ropes around his chin, he asked the lame man holding the hammer to hit him on the head.
"Push harder, it doesn't hurt at all!"
Tietou is definitely a guy with extraordinary talent.
A person who likes to show off his skills by using his head to crack pecans cannot be judged by common sense.
Bo hit the hammer three times in a row, each time with greater force than the last, but every time Tietou said that Bo's force was not strong enough.
Thinking about how Tietou usually liked to smash hickory nuts with his head or butt heads with the sheep in the tribe, and then listening to the sound of Tietou always complaining that the force was not strong enough, Bo suddenly had an immature idea...
After this double-layer hollow rattan hat was made, he had never used his full strength to smash it. He wondered how effective this rattan hat would be in defending against a full-strength blow from a copper hammer.
"So I'm going to have to use a lot of strength this time, right?"
Lame, who was holding the copper hammer, looked at Tietou and spoke out to confirm.
"Use it, use it!"
Tietou might be a little afraid in other aspects, but in this aspect he is truly fearless.
If the copper hammer had not hit his head directly, it would have left a big bump on his head that would have taken a long time to go away. He had experienced this himself before, and now he didn't even want to wear the wicker hat.
After gaining Tietou's consent, Bo said nothing and hit Tietou's head hard with the hammer in his hand, who was wearing a double-layered rattan hat.
After one blow of the hammer, the outer layer of the rattan hat was knocked down a little, but then quickly bulged up, bouncing the copper hammer in Lame's hand away.
Tietou's neck is also shrank and stretched.
“Don’t smash it!”
Han Cheng was asking Wu about his feelings and didn't pay much attention to the conversation between Bo and Tietou.
When he realized what the two people were talking about, he was shocked and quickly shouted to stop.
Although Tietou's head is a bit iron, it is still skin and bones after all. It is not a real iron head and cannot resist metal.
If I really used all my strength to swing the hammer...
However, it was too late for him to speak. When the sound was rang out, the hammer in Lame's hand had already hit the rattan hat on Tietou's head hard.
"What?"
Han Cheng hurried over to hold Tietou's neck, which he shrank and stretched again to restore to its original length, as if he was playing whack-a-mole.
Tietou shook his head, and the rattan safety helmet on his head, which was a little damaged from being hit, shook along with it.
He did not answer Han Cheng immediately, but rolled his eyes and continued to shake his head, looking a little.
When Han Cheng saw Tietou's reaction, he knew that he was seriously shocked.
Although this rattan hat is made of two layers, the space in the middle can greatly reduce the impact force, but the material is not very good after all. And it also depends on what impact force is being reduced. Using a full-strength bronze hammer to hit it directly...
He immediately prepared to call someone to help him help Tietou guy to the side to rest.
But he didn't expect that this guy would still stand here and didn't want to leave. At the same time, he said something that made Han Cheng dumbfounded: "Great! Hit me again!"
Looking at Tietou, who was touching the broken and deformed rattan hat on his head and staring at the bronze hammer in Lame's hand with an excited look on his face, Han Cheng, who was originally very worried, now looked up at the sky in silence, just wanting to be quiet...
You are so stubborn, you can do whatever you want...
How can these guys play like this?!
Of course, Han Cheng did not let Bo continue to smash Tietou's head with the bronze hammer. It would be very painful if he accidentally gave the guy a concussion.
Not only did he not allow Lame to smash the head, but he also strictly ordered Tietou not to secretly put on a rattan hat and pick up a hammer to smash his own head by himself in the future.
Tietou, who had not shown much regret after Han Cheng told him not to let Lame hit him, suddenly wilted after hearing Han Cheng's words.
Han Cheng was so upset that he thought that a stubborn person could do whatever he wanted...
Although he was a little helpless about Tietou and the others' behavior, through this incident, Han Cheng still had a rough idea of the defensive level of this rattan hat.
Tietou took the full force of the bronze hammer from Bo, and the only result was that he felt a little dizzy, rolled his eyes, and became a little addicted...
Although it is impossible for everyone in the tribe to be as perverted as Tietou, such defensive capabilities are enough to expand production and then promote it in the tribe!
After it is completed, the first thing to do is to send a batch to the Tongshan residential area for the miners to take with them.
People who came back one after another started coming here after hearing the news.
After hearing about Tietou's previous glorious deeds, people who were already quite interested in rattan hats became even more interested.
The eldest brother even took out his own set of rattan armor and put it on, then put on the somewhat tattered rattan hat on his head, and then took out the rattan shield he often used and held it in his hand. He immediately felt that he was invincible.
Of course, it would be more harmonious if the helmet-style rattan hat was changed to the kind of helmet commonly seen in movies and TV dramas that can protect the back of the head as well...
This thing was created after Lame was hit on the head. After testing, the general framework and method were determined.
The rest are just some details.
For example, adding a bamboo or other woven ring inside the rattan hat can make the hat more stable when worn on the head...
After the continuous efforts of Bo, Heiwa and others, over the past two or three months, the Qingque tribe has had as many as twenty-three donkey carts.
Just for this year's autumn harvest, it has greatly improved the transportation efficiency of crops and reduced pressure.
Moreover, because there are limited donkeys in the tribe, even if more work is done at this time, there are no donkeys to pull the carts, so they will have to remain idle for the time being.
Therefore, after making some detailed changes to the double-layer rattan safety helmet with Bo, Han Cheng decided to let Bo and his team slow down the production of donkey carts and instead make this double-layer safety helmet.
Although the craftsmanship of this rattan woven helmet is relatively complicated, it is small in size. Therefore, after becoming proficient in weaving, an ordinary weaver can easily weave two in a day.
After four or five days, Bo and his companions had already woven as many as fifty or sixty.
Han Chengji asked Mao, Shang and others to take these woven safety helmets to the Tongshan residential area.
Also brought were salt, pottery, other preserved foods, and a considerable amount of millet.
After all, in addition to their own people, there are also the Feng tribe and the neighboring Feng tribe in the Tongshan residential area who are building roads for their tribe.
There are more than eighty people from these two tribes, big and small, and they need to consume a lot of food every day.
If these people were not there, the Tongshan residential area would be able to be self-sufficient in food after the autumn harvest this year.
But now that there are so many extra mouths to feed, it is definitely not going to be possible this year, and we need subsidies from the main tribe.
But it just so happened that the millet in the fields was about to mature, and transporting a batch of millet to the Tongshan residential area at this time would also help clean out the tribe's granary and prepare for harvesting new grain.
Shang, Mao and the others went to the Tongshan residential area at this time, and when they came back, they would just catch up with the autumn grain harvest...
At the same time, when Shang, Mao and others left, Han Cheng specifically instructed them to tell Junior Brother Sha after they arrived at the Tongshan residential area that the harvesting of grain must be kept secret from the Feng tribe.
It was not too difficult to do this. Han Cheng estimated the speed at which they built the road. Before the autumn harvest, these people had already left the Tongshan residential area and lived in the work shed that Han Cheng had set up fifteen or sixteen miles away from the Tongshan residential area.
Han Cheng specifically explained this at this time because farming was too important for the Qingque tribe. It was the foundation of the tribe's development and could not be taken lightly...
Inside the Tongshan residential area, Junior Brother Sha seemed a little worried because just the day before yesterday, rocks suddenly collapsed from above the mine and two people were injured.
One person's shoulder was hit and bleeding, and the other person was hit directly on the head and fainted immediately.
After treatment, both men survived and were able to continue working in the mines after some more rest.
However, this unprecedented change still had a significant impact on the Tongshan residential area.
Everyone started to panic, especially those who often went down to the mines to dig, they were even more panicked.
Looking at the mine that usually feels quite cool inside, I now feel a little afraid to go down.
Because when they wanted to go down the mine, the miserable appearance of the two people who were hit by the ore would always reappear in front of them, making them feel terrified. They were always worried that they would be hit by the rocks falling from above and become as miserable as them, or even be crushed to death directly...
Junior Brother Sha quickly asked someone to find wood and continued to reinforce the mine as Han Cheng had said before.
But even so, the fear in everyone's hearts could not be eliminated, and they became terrified when going down the mine.
Junior Brother Sha was at a loss as to what to do about this matter. After some thought, he could only send someone back to the main tribe to ask the Son of God and get a solution from him.
Given the wisdom of the Son of God, there must be a way!
Junior Brother Sha, who was standing on the wall and seemed to be worried about this matter, was suddenly stunned.
A green bird flag slowly appeared in his sight along the repaired road.
Didn't I just send someone back to the main tribe in the morning? Why did someone come at this time?
This must be a coincidence, right?
After being confused for a while, Junior Brother Sha finally reacted.
Because of this speed, even one person leading a few donkeys as the Son of God mentioned before could not achieve it, not to mention that these people are not riding donkeys.
However, his thoughts did not last long.
Because among the crowd of the coming trade team, he saw the few people he had sent to the main tribe in the morning.
Moreover, after seeing him standing on the wall, those people were still shouting excitedly, saying that they had a solution and that the Son of God had sent tools.
"This is a safety helmet. Once you put it on, you don't have to worry about something hitting your head..."
Shang put a safety helmet on Junior Brother Sha's head and explained the function of the safety helmet.
Then he told the glorious story of Tietou, who was wearing a safety helmet, being hit by Lame with a bronze hammer with full force, but except for feeling a little dizzy at the time, nothing else happened, in order to increase the credibility of the safety helmet's defensive capabilities.
As soon as this example was given, everyone who had been a little worried about the rattan safety helmet immediately felt relieved.
Junior Brother Sha, who had been worried about the safety of the mine in recent days, suddenly felt relieved.
He distributed these safety helmets and asked people who went down to the mine to wear them.
Those who originally had some fear of the mines, after putting on the safety helmets, suddenly felt fearless in their hearts, and they went inside with copper hammers, chisels and other things in hand.
After all, the things called safety helmets they wore on their heads were specially made by Shen Zi and Bo!
Tietou was wearing such a hat and was hit hard by Bo with a hammer with all his strength. He was just a little dizzy. Although they were not as stubborn as Tietou, the impact force of the stones falling from above was mostly not as strong as that of the bronze hammer.
With a hat like this, even if a falling rock hits your head, it shouldn't be a big problem...
Junior Brother Sha was particularly happy when he saw these people happily going to mine.
The Son of God really has a way. This wicker hat can solve all the problems at once.
Junior Brother Sha, who was singing praises to the wisdom of the Son of God in his heart, was suddenly stunned. The expression on his face became more and more surprised, and a storm was brewing in his heart.
Because he suddenly realized something.
The accident happened in Tongshan residential area the day before yesterday. Today, Mao and his men arrived wearing safety helmets.
And with the Bronze Highway not even half built, it would take nearly five days to get from the main tribe here along the new route opened up by the Son of God.
In other words, before anything happened here, Shen Zi had anticipated it. Not only did he make safety helmets in advance, but he also asked Mao and others to transport these safety helmets here in advance...
God...the Son of God is the real God!
Shang, Mao and others who were standing by saw Junior Brother Sha's expression and couldn't help but ask curiously the reason.
After hearing what Junior Brother Sha said, Shang Mao and the others all had the same expressions as Junior Brother Sha.
Before, they were simply happy that the delivery of safety helmets had solved the problem of the Tongshan residential area. But after hearing what Junior Brother Sha said, they suddenly felt that this matter was unusual.
If the Son of God really didn't know about it beforehand, how could such a coincidence happen?
In such a mood, the Son of God, who was already very tall in their hearts, now became even taller and more majestic.
It is because Junior Brother Sha and his people are honest that some people in later generations would not be grateful but would consider it good that they did not point at Han Cheng's nose and scold him.
Originally, this mine had been dug for such a long time without any accidents. Now, you insisted on having a safety helmet. As a result, the accident happened before the helmet was delivered, and someone was almost killed...
You said it wasn't you who did it, so who did it? You are a complete jinx!
After settling the matter of the safety helmets, the group of people marveled at the Son of God's foresight for a while. After fully feeling the aura from the Son of God, Shang, Mao and the others began to deliver the food, salt and other things they had brought to Junior Brother Sha and the others, and helped them transport them to the granary.
After finishing these things, he remembered that the Son of God had told them not to let the people of the Wind Tribe know about growing food, so he continued to tell them...
The next day, the trading team, having unloaded their heavy loads, returned to the main tribe from the Tongshan residential area, led by Shang and Mao.
After walking forward for some distance, we met people from the Feng tribe and the neighboring Feng tribe who were working hard to build a road there.
The members of the trading team were already familiar with these two tribes. After greeting them, Shang and Mao began to take out some canned food, dried meat and other things from the bags on the deer's backs.
This was the gift that Han Cheng asked for when he came here, specifically for the minors from these two tribes.
Because when Mao and his companions came, they met people who were rushing to the main tribe for help before they even got here, so they hurried to the Tongshan residential area without staying here for long, and did not take out these gifts.
Now that we are starting our return journey, we have plenty of time, so we will do these things.
The trade team stayed here for a while, answered their questions about why the Son of God did not come this time, and then set off again...
The minors from the Feng tribe and the neighboring Feng tribes looked at Shang, Mao and others leaving, and then looked at the delicious canned food and some dried meat left here, and they couldn't help but clench their little fists.
The respected Son of God didn't have time to come over, but he still asked someone to bring them these delicious foods...
I and others must build the road well!
In this way, I can go to that more majestic tribe as soon as possible and meet the respected Son of God...
"Son of God, how do you know that something will happen in the Copper Mountain Mine?"
In the Qingque main tribe, Shang, Mao and others who had returned looked at Han Cheng with sharp eyes.
After listening to what happened in the Tongshan residential area, Han Cheng was still in a daze.
How could this happen by chance? How come someone got his head smashed in the Tongshan Mine just when I had just finished making the helmets and sent them there?
Is this just a coincidence? Or am I just a jinx with a bad mouth?
"I'm just guessing."
Han Dashenzi, who was somewhat doubting about his life, reached out and touched his mouth. After he came to his senses, he spoke very frankly to those who wanted to hear some mysterious news.
As soon as these words were spoken, Shang, Mao and others immediately showed extremely surprised expressions.
Why is this different from what I imagined?
Shouldn't the Son of God have received instructions from the gods or known it in advance through other mysterious methods and then made arrangements?
So it becomes a blind guess?
After this kind of astonishment lasted for a while, Mao, Shang and the others didn't know what they were thinking about. One by one, they showed an expression of understanding and left with satisfaction.
Seeing this mysterious look, Han Chengdu couldn't help but twitch his face.
I was really just guessing. The fact that I was so accurate is just a coincidence.
How come no one believes the truth these days?
This is the effect of the mysterious halo bestowed upon him.
This is a phenomenon that is easy to understand, and it is most likely to occur in great people or people who have achieved great success in a certain field.
Many times, it is actually just a very ordinary thing, but when it happens to them, it immediately takes on a lot of meaning.
Moreover, all these meanings were added automatically by other people, just like Han Cheng now.
This is what is called even gods' farts are fragrant.
After a batch of safety helmets were produced, Han Cheng began to draw on paper according to the styles of helmets from movies and TV dramas in his memory, and then explained them to Bo, so that Bo could make a hat of this style as much as possible.
After all, hard hats are fine for mining and construction, but they are not as useful as helmets for fighting...
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