“Tell them that the road cannot be repaired in winter, but our tribe still has work for them to do.
They can go to the Copper Mountain to mine ore, and the treatment is the same as now. We provide meals, and they mine ore. After completing a certain amount of ore, they can exchange it for a certain amount of food, salt or pottery from our tribe, just like building roads. "
Han Cheng said to Mao with a smile.
Han Cheng had already made plans for the future of the Feng Tribe and the neighboring Feng Tribe.
The best result is slow assimilation and absorption.
If assimilation cannot be achieved in a short period of time, then find ways to prolong the time these people are in contact with your tribe and continue to assimilate them. If you persist in doing so, you will eventually absorb them.
Moreover, in the process of assimilation, one's own tribe will not suffer any loss.
For example, the method Han Cheng is now proposing to Mao Chu.
Han Cheng had thought of this idea long before he started to think about how to deal with the two tribes that had run into him, and it was just the right time to use it now.
It allows these people to continue to stay in their own tribe, working and being assimilated into their own tribe, while also taking into account their feelings that are difficult to part with their old tribe for a while.
"After we get to the Tongshan residential area, tell Junior Brother Sha that when these people start mining, we should build some dome houses for them to live in."
After Han Cheng thought about it, he spoke to Mao.
The reason for this explanation is that Han Cheng wanted to artificially create some differences in the Tongshan residential area.
There are no windows on the dome-shaped semi-cavern houses. Also, because they are semi-cavern houses, they are naturally not as comfortable to live in as the houses of the Green Bird Tribe that are completely on the ground.
What Han Cheng wanted to take advantage of was this discomfort. His purpose was to make the people of the Feng tribe and the neighboring Feng tribe develop some yearning due to this gap.
If the living standards of those who are still "hired workers" are directly raised to the same level as the citizens of the Green Bird Tribe, it will become more difficult to absorb them into their own tribe.
The reason is simple. When they are hired workers, they are treated no differently from citizens. So why do they want to go one step further and become citizens of the Qingque tribe? Isn't it better to continue being hired workers?
Now these people have been living in the wilderness far away from their tribes and have not thought much about the semi-cave houses they live in now. However, when they live in the Tongshan residential area and compare the houses with those of the Qingque tribe, they will gradually have some different ideas.
It is true that there is no harm without comparison. However, in addition to the harm, comparison can also make people more motivated and unwilling to settle for the status quo.
People always strive for higher goals. When they see that there are better things around them and are sure that they can get these better things as long as they work hard, most people are still willing to give it a try.
In addition to the houses they live in, the tools they use and the food they eat should all be different to a certain extent, so that the advantages of joining the Green Bird Tribe and becoming a citizen of the Green Bird Tribe can be better highlighted...
After careful thought, Han Cheng told Mao some other things that needed attention.
And so, the next day, the trading team that had just returned set out again and headed for the Tongshan residential area.
"Green Bird Flag! Green Bird Flag!"
The people from the two tribes who were building the road cheered again.
When the old primitive people saw the green bird flag fluttering in the wind among the falling leaves, and Mao smiling under the green bird flag, they also smiled immediately, and their worries were reduced a lot.
They returned so soon and looked very happy. It is very likely that the wise Son of God has come up with a solution to the current predicament!
Led by the old primitive man, everyone couldn't wait to go towards Mao and his group.
"The Son of God has figured out a way!"
Before the old primitive people came over, Mao, with a smile on his face, shouted loudly,
When they heard these words, the tense hearts of the people suddenly relaxed.
"Mao, quickly tell me the Son of God's method!"
After the two groups gathered together, someone immediately started asking questions impatiently, and the others also looked at Mao and his friends eagerly, expecting Mao to come up with a solution that the wise Son of God would come up with.
"The Son of God said that we can mine in winter..."
Mao didn't keep anyone in suspense and started talking with a smile.
After Mao told him the method Han Cheng had given him, there was immediately a burst of cheers filled with excitement and joy. The cheers were even more exciting than when Mao and his friends came here with sheep and fruit candies not long ago.
This excitement continued until Mao, Shang and the trading team left here and headed for the Tongshan residential area.
The Son of God is so wise and so kind!
You can think of such a good idea!
In order to let himself and others know this method earlier and feel relieved sooner, Mao and others were sent out by the Son of God as soon as they returned to the tribe.
As night fell, lying in the dome-shaped semi-cave house, the old primitive man of the Wind Tribe was filled with excitement and his reverence for the Son of God reached a new level.
His respect for Han Cheng was not only because of these, but also because of a more important factor, which was that the old primitive man believed that Han Cheng had suffered a great loss by making such a decision.
“Because we want to stay, the Son of God came up with this idea. Although this idea is very good, the Son of God and his men will lose a lot because of it.
Salt, pottery, food - these are all extremely precious. No one else except the Son of God and this kind-hearted tribe would be willing to give so many things to solve our problems!
We must all keep this in mind!"
The excited old primitive man conveyed this message to the people of his tribe and the Linfeng tribe using a language mixed with Mandarin and some gestures.
Originally, most people only felt a relatively superficial level of love from the Son of God.
Now, seeing the old primitive man’s excited expression, everyone thought along the old primitive man’s line of thought and suddenly felt that what the old primitive man said was very right. At the same time, they also felt the Son of God’s deeper care and love.
What the old primitive man said was absolutely right. Apart from the Son of God, who else could be so good to them?
Thinking of this, someone in the darkness couldn't help but shed tears.
Some minors even sobbed and cried out loudly.
Crying is also a kind of emotion that can be contagious. Affected by the crying, many of the other people who were already emotionally aroused could not help crying out loud, and the old primitive man was also wiping away tears.
So, later on, this temporary shed was filled with crying, and people thought something very heartbreaking had happened.
This kind of crying continued for a long time before it gradually became smaller and finally disappeared.
The old primitive man wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, and a smile appeared on his face, which was still stained with tears.
He closed his eyes and no longer couldn't sleep because of worry like he had in the previous nights.
At this moment, his heart was at peace. He soon fell asleep and began to snore happily.
But even though he had fallen asleep, the faint smile on his face did not fade away...
“Wow~Wow~”
“Ah~!”
The loud cry of a baby rang out in the dark room, followed by a long, weak sigh.
Then, amid the baby's crying, a rustling sound was heard in the room. A moment later, a red light lit up in the room with the sound of blowing, and then a faint flame rose.
Han Cheng took the tinder and brought it close to the bowl, then lit the oil lamp, and the darkness in the room was dispelled.
The little girl was crying loudly with her eyes squinted and her mouth wide open, waving her clenched fists from time to time.
Sister Bai Xue was also awakened by the crying of her little girl. She was now sitting on the kang and gently picked up the little girl.
The saying "a mother's ears are long" is absolutely true. Sister Bai Xue, who has always been sleepy, has become alert when she sleeps at night after giving birth to a little girl.
With the help of Han Cheng, who looked a little sleepy, Bai Xuemei wiped the little girl's butt and put on a new, dry diaper. Then she lay on her side on the kang, took the little girl into her arms, and used her magic weapon to coax the baby. She hummed softly like "Oh~Oh~" and patted the girl gently with her other hand.
After a while, Xiao Xing'er's crying gradually became softer and stopped.
Han Cheng stretched his head to look, and saw that the little girl had fallen asleep. He blew out the light and lay down quietly.
Taking care of a child is no easier than working! Being a nanny is not that easy.
Han Cheng, who hasn't had a good night's sleep since Xiao Xing'er was born, sighed like this.
At this time, Han Cheng still didn't know what had happened to the Feng Tribe and the neighboring Feng Tribe after the old primitive man's divine assistance. If he knew, he would be so happy that he wouldn't know what to say. He wouldn't have the time to lament the difficulty of being a nanny...
第二天韩成起来，又是一番的家长里短之后，韩成拿着一张纸去找黑娃了。
黑娃还在那里和泥。
大抵人做一件事情做的时间久了，都会形成职业病，就比如现在的黑娃，一天不摸摸泥巴，就觉得浑身不得劲。
不过也正是因为他的这种类似职业病一般的喜爱，才能够把陶器以及和泥巴有关的模子做的这样好。
“神子。”
黑娃看到韩成过来之后，抬头笑着打招呼，在看到韩成手里拿着一张纸的之后，立刻就把手里的泥巴给丢下了，手都来不得洗，就这样一脸兴奋的凑了过来，眼睛直往韩成手里的拿着那张纸上瞄。
韩成看到黑娃这样样子，不由的笑骂道：“别眼巴巴的看了，这就是一种需要铸造的新东西。”
说着把手中的纸张展开让黑娃看。
被韩成点破黑娃只是嘿嘿一笑，眼睛依然盯在韩成手里正在打开的纸上，一脸的兴奋之色。
如今这家伙和跛一样，在部落里都快达到了高处不胜寒的地步，总是想着弄一些新的、没有做过的东西出来，而部落里，最有创意的人就是神子，不时就能拿出一些他们完全想不起来的东西，让他们来做，所以只要一看到韩成拿着图纸过来，不论是跛，亦或者是黑娃，都会下意识的兴奋起来。
纸张展开，上面画着的是三个圆形的东西。
一个是平着放置的，一个是树立着的，另外一个则是展现的后面。
这三幅图其实画的都是同一样东西，这个东西就是铜锣。
随着天气一日日的变寒，秋意越来越浓，冬天临近，韩成开始着手为青雀部落第一届的冬季运动会做准备了。
铜锣就是其中一种需要准备的东西。
单纯一个鼓，韩成还是觉得不够热闹，凸显不出运动会的气势。
所以他就想到了铜锣这个和鼓齐名的东西。
锣鼓喧天可不是白叫的。
而且，把铜锣弄出来之后，也并不仅仅只是在运动会上使用，还可以将之推广到部落的防御之上。
随着部落外墙的修建，整个部落都得到了一个极大的扩大，面积大了，木头制成的梆子就有些不够用了。
梆子毕竟是木头做的，就算是用的力气再大，用的木料再合适，发出的声音也是有限，远赶不上铜锣。
除去城防之外，再到后来还可以将之推广到军队之中。
擂鼓进军，鸣金收兵，这是两个最为简单易懂的号令。
韩成把图纸打开之后，黑娃的眼睛就盯在上面一眨不眨的看着，过足了眼瘾之后，才飞快的跑到一边去洗手。
把手搓洗的干干净净，在身上的衣服上使劲的擦拭干，这才从韩成手里接过图纸，仔仔细细的看，神情认真，沉浸其中。
这样过了好一阵儿，黑娃把眼睛移开，韩成见状就开始给黑娃说铜锣的作用、使用方法、想到达到的效果等等……
不将这些东西讲出来是不成的，毕竟画在纸上的只是一个图案，不是真正的实物，对于以往从来都没有接触过铜锣这种东西的黑娃而言，了解铜锣的功效这些非常的有必要。
在韩成和黑娃诉说的途中，黑娃不时还会出声询问一些不解的地方，韩成也都根据自己对铜锣的了解，尽可能详细的和黑娃诉说清楚。
这样事情进行了小半天之后，黑娃停止了询问，坐在那里一言不发，进行思索。
到了下午的时候，沉思中的黑娃开始动了起来，亲自动手和泥，然后制作铜锣的模子……
韩成从黑娃开始沉思的时候，就悄悄的离开了制陶的作坊，他知道，关于铜锣上面的事情，自己基本上已经完成了，剩下的就都是黑娃的事情了。
韩成也没有闲着，从制陶作坊里面出来之后，找来了一把小铜锯，拎着去了去了竹竿林。
在竹竿林里面寻找合适的竹子，然后将之从根部用铜锯给整整齐齐的锯断。
本来这不是一个多困难的事情，但若是身边多出两头不时就会抱着你的腿不撒手的熊猫，那一切可就要另说了。
过了好一阵儿、被打劫了三棵竹子之后，韩成才算是成功的拎着一棵比大拇指粗上一些的竹子，从竹林里逃脱出来。
回到院落之后，用铜锯锯下大约三十厘米的一截下来，先用工具把里面的竹节打通，尽可能的给弄平，而后用尺子对着，在竹子的外面点下几个点来，之后找来一个小巧的手压钻，对着最靠上面的那个点开始钻孔。
然而这个孔还没有钻好，韩成就一脸无奈的停下了动作。
竹子和木头不一样，竹子的纹理更加清晰，也正是因为如此，竹子才能被破成薄薄的竹篾。
但现在，也正是这个特性，使得韩成遇到了麻烦。
这个麻烦就是在竹子上钻孔的时候，孔的周围表层不可避免的就会有一些细小竹篾翘起，使得竹子变得不平滑。
而韩成想要达到的效果却是，孔洞的周围都是平展的，钻出来的孔就如同在木头上钻出来的一样。
又换了两个手压钻在已经报废了的竹管上面，试着钻了几个孔都是这样之后，韩成放弃了想要用手压钻在竹子上面钻出合乎心意的孔的想法。
摸着下巴想了一阵儿，韩成找来了一根粗细合适的铜棍，点起火堆在里面烧热之后，取出按在竹管上，同时手用上合适的力道往下压，并轻轻的转动。
火热的铜棍和竹子接触到一起，顿时就有青烟升起，片刻之后有黑色的粉末从里面溢出，铜棍也随之陷入竹管之内。
片刻之后，铜棍温度下降，进度变慢，韩成就把铜棍重新放到火堆里面烧，烧热之后拿出对准竹管之上的被烧出来小浅坑，继续重复之前的动作。
如此三次之后，竹子被烧透，韩成把铜棍拿掉，一个圆圆的孔就出现在了竹管之上，边缘平滑，不似用手压钻那样。
韩成露出喜色来。
当即就用铜锯再一次的截下一根三十厘米左右的竹子，打通其余两个竹节，靠近一端顶部的那个留下。
而后继续用尺子比着在上面点下印记，把铜棍烧红之后，对着印记一一烧出洞来。
“神子，这是啥？”
巫不知道什么时候凑了过来，专心致志的看着，一直到韩成把所有的孔洞都烧好之后，这才开口询问。
“这是笛子，竹笛，可以吹奏出好听的声音。”
韩成找来一块废麻布，蹲在那里一点点仔细的擦拭着洞口处的黑灰，听到巫的询问之后，就出声回答。
“好听的声音？比妹妹坐船头还要好听吗？”
抱着小杏儿的白雪妹不知道什么时候也凑过来了，听到韩成的话之后，满是好奇的接话。
韩成的面皮抽了抽，这傻婆娘就记着妹妹坐船头了。
“我吹吹你就知道了。”
韩成笑着说道，同时从一株劈开的竹子内部揭下来一层薄膜来，湿了一点水贴在第二个孔洞之上，这样一来，一支竹笛也就算是彻底的弄好了。
韩成一手在内，一手在外，双手手指分开按住剩下的孔洞，把竹笛横着凑到嘴边，嘴巴微微撮起，试着把气吹入第一个孔洞里。
吹笛子，韩成也是一个半吊子，属于半路出家的那种。
之所以会接触到这个，是因为后世他们搜救队的一个家伙喜欢吹笛子。
最让韩成受到感触最深的一次，是他们一起出任务的时候。
那是一个黄昏，圆圆暖暖的太阳落到沙丘的顶上，周围都是黄沙，天地显得苍茫，天空之中有一队鸟振翅飞过，那家伙拿出笛子，横在嘴边，对着沙丘以及落日来上了一首《沧海一声笑》。
当时韩成就被这家伙的骚气给惊的呆住了，那种情景之下，听到这样的一曲，实在是让人感触很深，自从那次之后，韩成就升起了学笛子的念头。
只可惜，还没有学到大成，能够连在一起吹的曲子，只学了一个《送别》一个《沧海一声笑》，其余的还没有来得及掌握，就被怼到了原始社会，于是后世就少了一个成就不可限量的吹笛子的人。
来到这里之后，各种事情忙碌，再加上身边没有人再没事了就炫一把笛子，所以韩成也就将之丢下了。
现在开始筹划运动会的事情，想起了乐器，这才开始着手制造被他丢了十来年的笛子。
制造竹笛韩成不是专业的，吹笛子韩成也不是专业的，两个不专业碰到一起，奇迹没有发生，并没有得出负负得正的效果。
在巫、白雪妹满怀期待的注视下，韩成第一次连声音都没有吹奏出来。
连着试了好几次，才慢慢的找到一些感觉，手指轻动间有断断续续的笛音开始响起。
巫的眼睛亮了亮，这真的是太神奇了，明明只是一截竹子，往上面钻了有些孔洞，居然能够吹奏出这样好听的声音！
Sister Bai Xue tilted her head and thought about it carefully, and felt that it was still not as good as "Sister Sitting on the Bow"...
As night falls, a faint moonlight shines down and the wind blows. The bamboo shadows dance outside the window. Han Cheng stands in front of the window, his fingers dancing, and a song "Farewell" flows from his fingertips.
The sound of the flute echoed through the window in the moonlit courtyard. The already quiet courtyard became even quieter after the sound was heard.
The circle that was entangled with the witch suddenly stopped moving. After listening quietly for a while, a quietly flowing river appeared in front of his eyes, and a few fallen red leaves gradually drifted away with the river.
Sister Bai Xue looked at the back of her brother Cheng, her eyes full of little stars.
Han Cheng snorted with pride. He had said long ago that he would become a world-class flute player one day, but that guy always laughed at him for being too frivolous. What about now? Hasn't he successfully stood at the top of the world?
What's more, the instrument used for playing is a not-so-good bamboo flute.
Some wind blew in from the window, lifting the corners of Han Cheng's clothes and making him look even more showy.
This kind of show-off didn't last long, because Xiao Xing'er started crying loudly.
Faced with his daughter's crying, Han Cheng, who was so self-indulgent and showy just now, suddenly lost his composure.
The destructive power of a girl's crying is greater than that of the rogue suona in the musical instrument world.