Seeing the man's red face and thick neck from exhaustion, Han Cheng tried to turn the windlass for a while, and then he discovered with embarrassment that the windlass he made was more tiring to use than simply pulling soil up with a rope.
When the hoe is empty, you don't feel anything when stirring it, but when the hoe is full of soil, stirring it becomes really tiring.
After just a quick inspection, Han Cheng and Bo discovered the problem.
It's not that the windlass is poorly made, but that the frame is not built properly.
When the hoe is filled with soil, the windlass will be pressed hard into the fork, making it difficult to stir.
After discovering the problem, things became easier to solve.
For a tribe that can make two-wheeled donkeys, this problem is really not a big problem. They only need to install the bronze bearings used on the donkey wheels on both ends and improve the frame slightly, and all problems will be solved perfectly.
"Come, come and try it again to see if it works or not."
After reinstalling the windlass, Han Cheng smiled and said to the man who was gasping for breath from exhaustion.
Upon hearing this, the man grasped the handle of the windlass again.
At the beginning, he stirred the water by holding the handle of the windlass with both hands and using a lot of force.
But after stirring it twice, he found that this improved windlass was much lighter than before.
After stirring it twice more, he simply used one hand to hold the handle and stir it, and he didn't feel it was too strenuous.
"It works! It works really well!"
After stirring up a pile of soil with one hand, the man seemed extremely excited and loudly praised the usefulness of the windlass.
When something new is invented, a witch is of course present.
After seeing that this man could stir a heavy load of soil out of the well with just one hand, Wu could no longer bear it and told Han Cheng that he also wanted to try this new tool.
Faced with Wu's request, Han Cheng agreed after a slight hesitation. However, he stood aside while Wu was conducting the experiment, ready to take over and hold the handle of the windlass immediately if Wu could not stir it.
"Alright! Pull!"
The empty casserole was put back into the well, and after a while, a message came from inside indicating that the soil had been filled.
The witch, who had been waiting for a while, perked up after hearing what he said, grasped the handle of the windlass with both hands and began to stir vigorously.
After stirring it twice, I found that it was much easier than I thought.
This discovery made Wu suddenly excited, and he immediately increased the stirring speed.
Seeing this scene, Han Cheng, who was standing aside and ready to take over if Wu ran out of strength, couldn't help but sniff. It seemed that Wu was still in good shape!
After the witch stirred up a pile of soil, Han Cheng did not let him pull it up. Instead, he bent down and reached out to pull the pile of soil out of the well.
After all, Wu is old. He can use a tool like a windlass to pull the heavy water scoop out of the well, but he can't really pull it out by hand.
Looking at the pile of soil that he had stirred up, Wu's neck and face turned red.
He was not tired, but simply excited.
He was old and his strength was gone. Normally, he couldn't even lift such a pile of dirt out of the well.
But now, not only did he do it, but he didn't even feel like it took much effort!
Things like this indirectly prove that he is still relatively young. How can Wu not be excited?
Of course, in addition to this aspect, Wu also thought of other aspects.
He looked at the person standing not far away, whose whole body was round, and remembered the tiredness he felt when he was drowsy at night.
How great would it be if the Son of God could also allow people to create a tool for this purpose, saving people's effort?
It doesn't need to be as labor-saving as a windlass, it only needs half the labor-saving effect...
When this thought came to his mind, Wu became extremely excited.
He felt that he seemed to have discovered something extremely unusual.
After standing there for a while, Wu finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Son of God, I, I have something to tell you."
Wu spoke to Han Cheng excitedly and walked to a place with fewer people.
Han Cheng couldn't help but smiled when he saw Wu's excited expression.
When people are young, they always look forward to growing up. When they grow up and face all kinds of pressure, they will envy those old people who can do not have to do too much every day, just take a stroll and play with their children.
But when it really comes to that point, I will envy the children for their long life ahead and the strength of the middle-aged people.
Han Cheng understood all of this, so he could roughly understand Wu's mood at the moment and knew why he was so excited.
He simply used the windlass to lift the weight that he could not lift normally, and with the help of the windlass he felt young and strong again.
However, when he followed the witch to a relatively secluded and deserted place and listened to what the witch said, Han Cheng found that he was wrong, and very wrong.
Looking at the witch in front of him who was looking at him excitedly and expectantly, Han Cheng's eyes widened and he fell into a daze as if he had been struck by lightning.
After a while, Han Cheng turned his neck stiffly to look at the windlass on the well not too far away. After looking for a while, he turned his neck stiffly again to look at the witch in front of him.
What a serious and useful tool that windlass is for the tribe!
But why, in the eyes of the witch, everything becomes not so serious?
Wu, what on earth are you thinking about every day? How did you associate the windlass with sleepiness and make yourself so excited?
Are you still the witch who is devoted to the tribe?
Sure enough, people will change, especially those who have a wife, the changes will be faster and more obvious.
For example, Wu, who has lived a happy old age, now has things in his mind that make even a modern man like Han Cheng feel astonished and a little ashamed.
"Witch, this kind of tool doesn't exist. The tribe can't make it."
Han Cheng shook his head and said to Wu, which seemed very cruel as he broke Wu's beautiful dream.
Wu, who was very excited about his idea, immediately lost his excitement after hearing what Han Cheng said.
He looked at Yuan in the distance who was looking at him, and felt completely drained of energy and exhausted.
Looking at Wu in this state, Han Cheng tried to endure it for a long time but finally couldn't bear it anymore.
As an old man who has lived in caves for a long time, lived with others, heard countless moving songs, and experienced such scenes as joyous gatherings more than once, don't you know that all it takes is one person who can move?
Wouldn't it be more labor-saving if you just stood still? Wouldn't that be better than any tool? Why do you have to think of making some weird tools?
After hearing Han Cheng's words, Wu's eyes lit up, and at the same time, a sense of enlightenment and regret rose up in him.
What the Son of God said seemed to make sense! How come I didn't think of such a simple thing?
"Son of God, you are awesome!"
The witch, who had come to his senses, expressed his heartfelt admiration for Han Cheng and gave a thumbs up to their Son of God.
Han Cheng couldn't help but twitch his face. He had experienced a lot of things in his life and received a lot of praise, but this praise and admiration was what he wanted the least.
Looking at Wu who left happily with his chest puffed out, his head held high, and even his walk looking a little light, Han Cheng couldn't help but twitch his face again.
I thought you were an experienced driver, but I didn't expect that you were a complete rookie, not even as good as me...
After the windlass was successfully made, it was not only the old frivolous Wu who was excited and thrilled, but everyone else was also very happy.
Of course, the happiest ones are the minors in the tribe. They always like to come here when they have nothing to do, always wanting to get a chance to stir the windlass a few times.
Just like when Han Cheng was a kid and rushed to use the well pressure to pump water out.
However, the windlass is different from the well pressure in later generations. The mouth of a well with a well pressure is sealed, while the well with a windlass in the tribe has an open well mouth.
It seems that after the well is dug, we need to ask Bo and the others to make a big well cover, which can be covered when there is no water being drawn, and opened when water is being drawn.
"Water is coming out! God, Son of God! There is water in the well!"
While Han Cheng was standing here thinking about these things, extremely excited shouts suddenly came from the well.
Hearing the shout, Han Cheng was started and ran to the well.
I came to the well, lay down and looked inside. I saw the man digging in the well, looking up and shouting excitedly.
"Is there a lot of water?"
Han Cheng asked, also with some excitement.
"Not much, just some water!"
The man replied.
"Then dig deeper! Dig a little more!"
Han Cheng raised his voice.
Digging deeper is not only because it can make the well water flow more vigorously, but more importantly, it can store more water in the well.
There are many people in the tribe, and a lot of water is needed just for daily meals, vegetable washing, and bathing. If the well is dug shallow, Han Cheng is worried that there will not be enough food.
"Okay!"
The man readily agreed, picked up the short-handled copper hoe and started digging hard downwards.
After digging for a while, he shouted and asked the people above to lower the digging head and fill it with soil.
"Alright! Pull!"
After filling the basket to 70%, the man shouted.
The person guarding the wellhead started to turn the windlass upon hearing this, and a moment later a pile of soil was pulled up.
Unlike the soil pulled up before, the soil pulled up this time appeared wet, with turbid water drops dripping through the gaps in the hoe.
When the people in the tribe who had not left the tribe heard the news, they all gathered around, and each of them looked extremely excited.
Because this means that their tribe, under the leadership of the Son of God, has accomplished an unprecedented feat!
From now on, in addition to rainwater, river water and snow water, they have another way to drink water: they can also choose to drink well water!
Moreover, unlike rain water and river water, the well water was dug out by himself and others through their own efforts under the guidance of the Son of God!
Just like himself and others, under the guidance of the Son of God, they built houses and walls, moved out of the caves, changed their living style, and under the leadership of the Son of God, they opened up fields and planted crops, changing their previous way of obtaining food by relying on hunting and gathering.
In the past, we relied on nature, but now, we don’t have to rely on rain and river water, we can get water just by relying on our own strength!
This kind of pride and honor is difficult for people in later generations who have long experienced a better life and are accustomed to drinking tap water to understand.
However, as a semi-primitive man who has lived in the primitive era for more than ten years and personally participated in it, Han Cheng can feel this happiness and pride.
"Bring a pitcher and draw up some water to taste!"
After digging a little deeper and pulling out a few piles of soil, Han Cheng seemed a little excited and shouted to the people next to him.
After hearing his order, someone immediately ran to the kitchen, carrying an empty water pitcher and bringing a ceramic ladle.
Place a ladle with a handle that is not too long into the pottery jar, then hang the rope that strings the pottery jars on the wooden hook tied to the windlass rope and lower them down.
This time, when lowering it, he did not dare to do it as boldly as he did before. Instead, he held the well rope loosely with his hand to control the speed and prevent it from sliding down too fast.
When the ceramic water jar was about to fall to the bottom of the well, he directly gripped the well rope to prevent it from going down any further.
The person waiting below caught the lowered water jar with his hands, took it off the hook, took out the scoop from it, and began to "scrape" the water at the bottom of the well.
After this period of springs, and because the well was dug a little deeper, some water had accumulated at the bottom of the well.
As the windlass continued to turn, a jar of muddy water appeared in front of everyone.
Han Cheng picked up the scoop and impatiently scooped out half a scoop of water. He put it aside and waited for the water to become clear. During this process, he seemed a little nervous.
Because for non-professionals who don't know how to read water veins, digging wells requires a lot of luck.
It’s not that there’s no water to be dug.
As long as you dig deep enough, you can find water even in the desert.
Instead, they are worried about whether the groundwater they dug is delicious.
Groundwater is a very strange thing. Sometimes, the water from two wells that are only ten meters apart can taste completely different.
Some taste good, while others not only taste bad, but also leave a layer of powder when burned in a pan.
It is precisely because he knows this situation that Han Cheng appears to be rather nervous.
If the well dug in the tribe tastes bad and produces a lot of sediment after boiling, he will definitely have it filled up and dig a new well.
After all, this is closely related to health.
In this era of shortage of medical care and medicine, Han Cheng will try his best to avoid things that are harmful to health.
Water that contains too many impurities is obviously harmful to the human body.
Not to mention anything else, just the kidney stones alone are enough to cause pain once you get them.
Compared with the health of everyone in the tribe, spending a little more effort is nothing.
Thinking of kidney stones, Han Cheng suddenly remembered an extremely bizarre post he had seen before he traveled through time.
The post is - Did you know? In fact, humans have never stopped evolving, they have just been cured by doctors.
Just looking at the post, I don’t think it’s so interesting. The key is that after it is paired with the wonderful reply below, everything becomes soulful.
The netizen who was acting as if he had suddenly realized something - this means that the doctor removed the golden elixir in my body and mistook it for a kidney stone!
Funny as it is, Han Cheng is not at all interested in golden elixirs like kidney stones, and he doesn't want them to appear in his own body. This thing is too painful, and the pain can be fatal.
During this wait, the water in the ladle and the pitcher became unclear. After waiting for a while, when the water in the ladle became a little clearer, Han Cheng finally couldn't wait any longer.
He picked up the rather muddy water, brought it to his mouth and took a small sip.
The well water, which had just been taken out of the ground not long ago, was cool and sweet when it went down your throat, with an excellent taste.
Han Cheng, who had been a little worried, finally felt relieved.
"Son of God, is it delicious?"
Wu and others who were surrounding and watching Han Cheng drink water looked at Han Cheng with anticipation and couldn't wait to ask.
Han Cheng did not answer the crowd, but spit out the water in his mouth first.
Seeing this scene, everyone who was full of expectations couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in their hearts.
This water must not be very tasty, otherwise why would the Son of God spit it out?
"It's delicious! It's really delicious! You all should try it!"
Han Cheng spat out the well water in his mouth and was in high spirits as he enthusiastically praised the taste of the well water to everyone in the tribe.
It looks particularly like someone in later generations who believed all kinds of propaganda and went to a so-called A-level scenic spot for a trip, but was greatly disappointed. After coming back, when faced with inquiries from colleagues, he immediately acted as if the trip was worthwhile, and began to tell the story with a beaming face, and deceived his colleagues into having the same experience.
"Just put it in your mouth and taste it. Don't swallow it. The water is not clear yet and you can't drink it yet."
Han Cheng added.
After these words were spoken, the people around who were confused about this immediately understood.
So that's how it is!
They immediately took the scoop handed to them by Han Cheng and started to taste the still somewhat turbid well water, one sip at a time.
After tasting the sweetness of the well water, everyone's faces were filled with smiles and they were extremely happy.
About half a day after the well near the kitchen started to produce water, the well next to the cattle shed in the outer yard also started to produce water, which excited everyone in the tribe.
While Han Cheng had his men scrape out the water and continue to deepen the well, he also had some people in the tribe transport stones from the quarry to the tribe.
These stones will be used to circle the well after it is thoroughly dug.
The so-called circle well means that after the well is dug, a platform capable of supporting stones, bricks and the like is dug out on the well wall at a certain distance from the bottom of the well. Then, using this platform as the base and bricks and stones as raw materials, circles of bricks are piled up along the well wall.
A well surrounded by stones can effectively prevent the soil on the well wall from collapsing and extend the service life of the well.
Moreover, it can also keep the well water clean to a certain extent.
Under the guidance of Han Cheng, the son of God who only talks but does no work, the two wells of the Qingque tribe were completely built four days later.
At the top of the well mouth, a large stone slab weighing about seven or eight hundred kilograms was used to suppress it, and the round well mouth was built into a square shape, and then a windlass was placed on the well mouth, making it look very real.
"Bring the fish here."
Han Cheng lay on the edge of the well and looked into it. The water below reflected a small piece of sky and half of his silhouette.
There is enough water in the well now, so we can put some fish in it.
After hearing Han Cheng's call, the second senior brother came over with a basin of water. In the basin were four carps, each about one foot long.
The carp's tail and fins are reddish in color, and it has whiskers around its mouth.
Han Cheng reached out and took out two carp from the basin. Holding one in each hand, he gently threw them both into the water at the same time.
The fish made some noise when it touched the water surface, and ripples appeared on the calm water surface.
As for the two carps that came into contact with the water again, they just waved their tails and dived into the water and disappeared.
After lying here and watching for a while, Han Chengju and his second senior brother who was holding a basin went to the well in the outer courtyard and did the same thing, putting the remaining two carp in.
Looking at the disappearing carp, a smile appeared on Han Cheng's face.
This is certainly not an expectation that after who knows how many years, a few carps will be able to transform into dragons and become the guardians of the tribe.
It was because I remembered the purpose of putting carp into the well.
On the one hand, the carp living in it can eat the insects and some insect eggs produced in the future, keeping the well water as clean as possible.
On the other hand, carp can be used to determine whether the water quality in the well is bad enough to kill people, and it can also effectively prevent people from poisoning the well water.
Of course, this standard needs to be measured with the life of the carp.
As for why they put two fish in instead of just one, it was because they were worried that one fish might encounter an accident and die, so having one more fish would provide an extra insurance.
In addition, it is too lonely for a fish to live in a well, and it is prone to depression and loneliness. How can two fish live happily together?
Of course, Han Cheng did not think too much about the details of whether the two carps put into the well together were a male and a female, or two fish of the same gender...
While Han Cheng was squatting beside the well and smiling at the carp in the well, the Qingque tribe's team, led by the eldest brother, finally arrived at the sphere of influence of the Black Stone Tribe coalition after a long journey.
(Sorry for the delay.)
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