There are many things that need to be paid attention to when building a bridge. It is not as simple as piling up two stone piers and then placing a solid and heavy stone slab on top.
Among them, preventing soil erosion near bridges is a very important matter.
If this matter is not done properly, these bridges are likely to be washed away and damaged over time.
This is also an important reason why sand dredging near bridges was strictly prohibited in later generations.
So while Han Cheng was building the bridge, he also had people build two "eight"-shaped embankments with stones on both sides of the bridge to prevent rainwater from eroding the earth banks.
Compared with earth banks, stone banks are much more resistant to erosion.
In addition to this, Han Cheng also asked people to renovate the waterways near the bridge construction according to local conditions, trying to divert all the nearby water to this side and let it pass under the bridge.
This can maximize the role of the bridge.
After getting everyone together to build two bridges and gaining experience, Han Cheng began to divide the people who built the bridges into groups.
A total of four groups were formed to build four bridges simultaneously.
Dividing the work into four groups can maximize work efficiency.
Because when all the people gathered together to build a bridge, many people were dispensable.
When the construction of the bridge was on track, Han Cheng and the group of people who were building Tongfu Inn came to the site where Songlin Post Station was originally planned to be built.
There are still many pine trees here at Songlin Station. When the wind blows through the pine forest, it makes a humming sound.
People who are timid should never stay alone in the pine forest when it is windy, because the whistling sound made by the swaying branches and leaves when the wind blows through the pine forest can scare timid people to tears.
Even if I knew in my heart that it was the sound of the wind blowing through the pine forest, it would not help.
Many of the pine trees are very tall, with lush branches and leaves. If you look inside, you can see the end of the tree. It is very suitable for a strong man to occupy the place, rule the mountain and rob people.
However, in such an era, this place is destined not to develop into that way.
A Tongfu Inn built here is enough to suppress everything.
If any tribe dares to guard the road built by the Qingque tribe and robs the people of the Qingque tribe, the people of the Qingque tribe will definitely let them know what organized robbery is.
After finding the place marked last year, Han Cheng walked around here and carefully looked at the terrain. He found that this was still the most suitable place to build a house, so he gave the order.
Following Han Cheng's order, the people who followed him immediately took action.
The first thing to do was to cut down the trees.
It is impossible not to cut down the trees, because there are a lot of pine trees here, and there will not be enough space to build Tongfu Inn without cutting them down.
These cut down pine trees will not be wasted, many of them will be used as materials for building Tongfu Inn.
As for the other small branches, they are also very useful.
After years of continuous experimentation and exploration, Wu has discovered that the best wood for making ink is pine.
The ash left at the bottom of the pot after the pine trees were burned is oily and pure black. After being made into an ink stick, it is ground with water in a rough stone inkstone. It is perfect for writing.
Han Cheng has decided that after the Tongfu Inn is built, he will use the remaining branches and leaves to make some ink sticks.
There is no need for mass production. The Qingque tribe does not consume much ink nowadays. Producing a little more at a time will be enough for the entire tribe to use for a year.
However, when the tribe grows in size and the demand for ink increases, we can build something here to produce ink sticks...
Following the actions of the people of the Qingque tribe, pine trees within the designated area were cut down one after another, and branches and leaves fell to the ground.
Some squirrels that originally lived here had already fled in panic to other trees long before the big tree was cut down.
Looking at the felled pine trees, they jumped up and down and screamed, greeting these damn robbers in their own unique way.
But it was of no use. These people ignored their jumping protests and just continued with their work.
When one of the people in the tribe felt that the squirrels were making too much noise, he took out a bow and arrow and shot at them. A squirrel fell to the ground and lay motionless.
After realizing that it was not safe standing on the tree, the squirrels that had been making so much noise just now immediately scattered and no one dared to make any more noise.
At night, the unfortunate squirrel was skewered on a branch and roasted.
This is the toughness of primitive people. No matter whether you can cry or not, no matter whether you look cute or not, you are nothing in their eyes.
Such delicious and rare food, after being roasted, must of course be served to the respected Son of God first.
The peeled squirrel head looked no different from a mouse head. Han Cheng held it in his hand and looked at it again and again, but in the end he couldn't bring himself to eat it, so he returned it to the guy who roasted the squirrel.
Han Cheng couldn't bring himself to eat it, but this guy didn't care and just shared the unfortunate squirrel with a few other people.
One of them ate the squirrel's head that looked like a mouse's head in one bite, and Han Cheng couldn't help but grit his teeth when he saw it.
On the second day, logging was still going on. Some people cut down the trees and carried them to a place where they would not get in the way, waiting for use.
According to this trend, in three or four days at most, we can start digging the foundation and building houses here...
It would be better to pave these roads with stone slabs. Not only are they comfortable to walk on, but once they are paved, you basically don't have to worry about them anymore.
No matter how heavy it rains in summer and autumn, you don't have to worry about the road surface being damaged by the rain.
Moreover, once the stone slabs are paved, people can walk on them even when it rains. Not only people can walk on them, but even donkey carts pulling heavy objects will not be affected. At least there is no need to worry about the wheels of the donkey carts sinking into the mud.
Han Cheng, who had been pulling branches with everyone else for a while, was walking along the road where a lot of grass and saplings grew, thinking this in his mind.
However, this is just something we can only think about, because paving everything with stone slabs is too labor-intensive and time-consuming.
In places close to shale production, it is okay to lay some in a small area, but once the distance is too far, it will be really difficult.
Han Cheng made a rough estimate that if the manpower invested last year was still used, it might take two years, excluding spring ploughing, autumn harvest and winter, to pave the entire Bronze Expressway with stone slabs.
Because transporting the slate on the road is too troublesome!
Even though rammed earth roads can basically meet current needs, Han Cheng really can't make up his mind to do this.
After all, there are still not enough people!
Han Cheng sighed secretly in his heart.
It is true that over the years, the Qingque tribe has been expanding and the number of people has been increasing.
But along with it comes a lot more work.
In the past, people in the tribe only needed to do two things: digging and gathering fruits and wild vegetables.
But now, the people in the tribe need to do many more things than before.
Moreover, with the continuous development of the Qingque tribe, many things are gradually moving towards refinement.
Every detailed thing needs someone to do it and be responsible for it.
Under such circumstances, it was really beyond the tribe's ability to mobilize so many people to fight here.
Let's use the dirt road first. As for the stone road or cement road, we will consider it after the tribe becomes stronger and has more manpower and resources!
Han Cheng stood here looking at the constructed dirt road. After thinking for a long time, he could only sigh and put the matter aside for the time being.
Pure slate, it's just a thought now...
"What do you have in your hand?"
After standing here for a while, Han Cheng turned around and went back to the place where he was cutting down pine trees for construction.
When I got there, I found that the guy who had shot a squirrel to death and ate the roasted squirrel's head yesterday was walking away with his hands clasped together and a happy look on his face.
After seeing this, Han Cheng asked him about it.
"Godson, look! It's delicious!"
When this man heard Han Cheng asking him, he ran over happily, put his hand in front of Han Cheng, and took away the upper hand as if he was presenting a treasure.
Han Cheng looked over there and saw a few lumps of pink flesh in the man's hand. They looked very similar to hairless mice.
"Is this a baby squirrel?"
Han Cheng guessed it vaguely and asked.
"Uh-huh,"
The man nodded quickly.
"I just cut down a pine tree. There was a hole inside. I took out the pine nuts and these.
Son of God, little mice are delicious, and this one looks so similar to it, it must be delicious too!"
As this guy spoke, he slurped his saliva, looking extremely greedy.
Han Cheng couldn't help but sniff. Could he not be so fierce? Could he swallow anything?
"Don't eat this, give it to me."
After thinking about it, Han Cheng spoke to the brutal guy and asked him to hand over a few pink little guys.
The guy swallowed a few times at the four squirrels in Han Cheng's hands and continued to work.
These four little squirrels were not very big and their eyes were all closed. After Han Cheng held them in his hands and looked at them for a while, he decided to raise them.
Of course, only God knows whether they can be raised, after all, these little guys are so small.
I found some soft dry grass and put it in a clay pot to make a nest for them, and then put them inside.
Maybe they were hungry, as several little guys without opening their eyes were moving slowly inside.
One of them was holding the tip of the other's tail, and the two were hugging each other and eating vigorously.
Should I catch a mother squirrel and raise them? Or should I release them back into the pine forest to see if their parents will come looking for them?
After staring at them for a while, Han Cheng finally decided to send them into the woods to see if their parents would come to find them.
Because these baby squirrels are so small, it is very difficult to raise them.
It is not easy to catch a squirrel, especially a lactating squirrel.
After this thought came to his mind, Han Cheng took the four squirrels and walked deeper into the pine forest.
When he saw that everything was quiet, he stuck himself and the pottery jar on a pine branch and quietly retreated.
After waiting for about an hour, Han Cheng returned and stood on tiptoe to look into the pottery jar on the branch. As a result, the four little squirrels were still inside.
Their parents didn't come to look for them. It's possible that the one that was shot and eaten yesterday was their mother...
However, now the four squirrels can only be called three squirrels, because one of them has died, probably due to starvation.
After all, a long time has passed since the tree was felled.
Throwing away the dead one, Han Cheng carried the pottery jar towards the busy construction site.
He decided to try to raise the remaining three squirrels himself. If he let them go, they would probably die.
After returning, Han Cheng placed the pottery jar on a tree stump, told the general who followed him not to eat them, and then Han Cheng walked towards a deer in the tribe with the bowl...
The deer in the tribe are really pitiful. Not only do they have to work, but they also have to act as wet nurses for so many people.
It's not enough to just work for humans, now I have to work for squirrels. It's really sad to talk about it.
But relatively speaking, they are still quite lucky.
Han Cheng saw even more tragic things in his later life.
Where he lives, every evening a woman would drive an electric tricycle to sell fresh milk.
Of course, there is nothing cruel about selling fresh milk, but if you sell beef on the truck while selling fresh milk, then things immediately become unusual...
After squeezing out half a bowl of deer milk, Han Cheng poured it into a ceramic pot, heated it, let it cool, and fed it to the three surviving squirrels.
Without a bottle, this is not an easy job.
After trying several methods, Han Cheng finally adopted the method of blowing inside with a thin, hollow grass stem.
It took a long time before they were finally fed.
The remaining deer milk was not wasted and was fed by Han Cheng to Fu Jiang who had been squatting and waiting for a long time.
The well-fed little squirrels are as obedient as well-fed babies that fall asleep after a meal. They no longer move around with their eyes closed, but huddle together and sleep soundly.
Han Cheng looked at them for a while, then got some soft hay to cover them, put them on the tree stump, held Fu Jiang's head, pointed at the squirrels inside and showed it to him, and once again told him not to eat them.
Then Han Cheng went to do other things.
Fu Jiang squatted here and guarded in front of the tree stump. Sometimes he would stretch his neck and sniff hard at the edge of the jar with his nose. When other dogs came and approached the pottery jar, Fu Jiang would make some low whimpering sounds.
As soon as such a sound is heard, the rest of the dogs will leave immediately.
Three days later, the place was completely cleared and the people in the tribe began to dig foundations and build houses.
Heiwa also brought a few people who were good at pottery, and built a kiln for firing tiles not too far from here. They mixed mud and made tiles there, and after the tiles were dry, they would open the kiln to fire them.
Before building the kiln, Heiwa first used the clay there and mixed a little mud to shape a simple small pottery bowl. After drying it with fire, he put it into a simple small kiln and fired it.
After experiments confirmed that the clay here was suitable for firing pottery, they began to build a large kiln here.
Unlike in the tribe, the pottery made from the clay here is red and looks very beautiful.
As everyone continued to work, the foundation of Tongfu Inn, which served as an inn, was dug and the ground was gradually built up.
The structure of Tongfu Inn is very simple. It consists of five houses facing north and south. A wall is built outside the house. The total area is about two acres.
After the house is built, earthen kangs will be built in three of the rooms for people to sleep and rest at night, and the other two rooms will be used for livestock to rest.
Of course, as long as it is not windy or rainy, there is no need to bring the livestock into the room, just keep them in the yard.
As the houses and walls gradually rose from the flat land, the three squirrels in the jar, which Han Cheng fed with boiled deer milk, also grew and changed.
As time passed, these little guys, which were originally red and gave people a translucent feeling, gradually grew some fur on their bodies, and their sizes became much larger than before.
Now they have opened their eyes and look very cute and furry.
Whenever Han Cheng came to feed them, they would open their mouths and hold the grass stems with their two front paws and eat them very sweetly.
Moreover, sometimes it would jump on Han Cheng's palm, squat on it, and look at this nanny with its head tilted. Its furry tail, which was obviously different from that of a mouse, would sway behind its body, looking very cute.
When the entire Tongfu Inn was built, the three little guys had grown a lot bigger than before, and they became more lively and active than before.
My favorite thing to do is to jump onto Fujiang's body and play hide-and-seek with him.
Sometimes Fu Jiang would suddenly open his mouth and bite them, but since they had been in frequent contact with Fu Jiang since childhood, they were not afraid of this move of Fu Jiang.
When Fu Jiang gently bit them in his mouth, their four little paws kept bouncing around and their big tails were shaking. Their reaction was exactly the same as when Han Cheng gently scratched their little bellies with his fingers, as if they were laughing.
After Fu Jiang opened his mouth and put them on the ground, these little guys would run to Fu Jiang again, often tormenting him so much that he looked lifeless and indifferent.
Therefore, it is common to see a lucky general traveling with a squirrel squatting on his head and two more squatting on his back.
The other dogs in the tribe saw that the three squirrels behaved like this in front of their boss, so naturally they would not come to provoke them.
Of course, these three squirrels are not all naughty. Sometimes they will use their two front paws to hold the pine cones they have worked hard to find and put them into Fujiang's mouth, giving Fujiang their best food to share.
If Fu Jiang didn't eat, they would hold the food and move it close to his mouth.
Poor Fu Jiang, after learning to be a vegetarian from his unreliable master Han Cheng, has now learned to eat pine cones thanks to the efforts of a few little squirrels...
“Bang, bang, bang…”
As the sound of the axe hitting the chisel continued to be heard, the wood chips chiseled out by the chisel fell to the ground.
The words on the wooden board gradually appeared.
After the chiseling was completed, Han Cheng dipped a brush in ink and carefully traced along the chiseled marks.
After tracing it once, the four words "Tongfu Inn" immediately became eye-catching.
Of course, the bluebird with its wings spread out in the middle above "Tongfu Inn" also becomes eye-catching.
Nowadays, people in the tribe have mastered the art of painting, simple embroidery, and carving, and the greenbirds they create look lifelike.
There is no other reason, it’s just a matter of practicing more.
After the ink dried, Han Cheng rubbed the plaque carefully twice with tung oil. After it dried, it looked very energetic.
Especially after hanging it on the gate of the built courtyard wall, it looks more imposing.
The newly built Tongfu Inn looks very good, especially the overall red roof, which looks as if it has been coated with a layer of red by the afterglow of the setting sun, and is very beautiful.
At night, Han Cheng deliberately took a nap on the kang.
The gate of the outer wall was locked from the inside, and the door of the house was also locked from the inside, which immediately gave people a sense of security.
This sense of security cannot be provided by a simple camp built with tents.
After staying here for another two days and taking care of all the details, Han Cheng and these people went along the road towards the original Wild Duck Inn, preparing to build the Longmen Inn there.
The people who are repairing bridges and roads have now built bridges here.
Compared with the places where bridges were built before, it is more difficult to build a bridge here.
Because the bridges built in other places are basically to deal with seasonal ditches, but here, the Bronze Highway actually crosses several streams.
However, after such a long period of construction, the people in the tribe have gained a lot of experience in building bridges. Although it is relatively difficult to build a bridge here, it is still not difficult for them.
As long as we work harder and make an effort, we can always build these bridges.
The terrain here is mostly flat, and the vegetation growing is mainly weeds. There are not many tall trees in clusters, so it is easier to clean up.
After arriving here, it only took the construction team one day to clear the area for building the house...
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