The sunlight in late summer and early autumn shines down from the sky, making it less scorching.
Inside the Qingque tribe, under a tree outside the carpenter's room, the Qingque tribe's first carpenter, Lame, was sitting on a wooden block with a bamboo cushion, chopping wood seriously with an ax in one hand and the other.
Next to him was a ready-made wooden wheel.
The little carpenter Mao Er was also with several other carpenters, holding axes, chisels, and wooden buckets in their hands, working diligently.
After several months of unremitting efforts, Mao Er's level has made great progress. He is no longer the apprentice who was troubled by simple line drawing and burst into tears.
The most common objects they are making now are the newly emerged objects such as the donkey cart.
Because as the days go by, the exciting and joyful autumn harvest is approaching.
If we build an extra donkey cart with a larger load capacity at this time, life in the tribe will become more relaxed after the autumn harvest begins.
The sooner we complete the important task of autumn, the sooner people in the tribe harvest can continue to build the Bronze Highway!
The weather is nice today, with a breeze blowing from time to time, and it's not stuffy at all.
It is very comfortable to work in the shade without being exposed to direct sunlight like them.
But many times, God will not let you be so comfortable.
For example, right now, a small accident has happened.
Another gust of wind blew, making the leaves rustle and the branches sway.
In addition to some yellowing leaves that were blown away by the wind, some other things also fell down.
This is a bunch of pecans.
I don't know why, but they, which usually grow very strong, were shaken down by the wind at this moment.
"when!"
The bunch of pecan nuts hit Lame right on the top of his head.
After making a crisp sound, the bunch of hickory nuts broke into pieces and bounced away into the distance.
Lame, who was sitting there working seriously, was suddenly attacked like this and was completely stunned.
He shook his body and looked at the hickory nuts flying around and rolling on the ground. He then looked up at the branches and leaves of the hickory nuts above his head, as well as the clusters of hickory nuts that were faintly visible among the branches and leaves. After a moment, he dropped the wood in his hand and covered his head.
These pecan trees were planted by Han Cheng a few years ago.
Of course, it is not good to have a bare yard. More trees need to be planted to provide shade.
However, based on the principle of eating what can be eaten and creating more food, the trees planted in the courtyard are all fruit trees.
Moreover, unlike the fruit trees planted outside, which were cultivated by Bugs Bunny in the nursery, those planted in the yard were fruit trees as thick as bowls that Han Cheng and his men found outside and then brought back with a large amount of soil for planting.
This will allow the tribe to have patches of shade more quickly.
He held his head with one hand and looked up at the hickory tree with a confused and lame face, which made the cat-ear apprentices cover their mouths and laugh secretly.
It is indeed a happy thing to be hit on the head with such precision by a hickory nut.
After rubbing his painful head for a while, he let go and continued to do carpentry work.
But after a while, he stopped, rubbed his aching head, looked at a few hickory nuts that had rolled to the side, and then looked up at the hickory nuts above his head. A thoughtful look appeared in his lame eyes.
And as time went by, the thoughtful look on his lame face became more intense, and later on, he even put down the ax in his hand, and was in a state of deep thought.
During this process, Bo's expression would change from time to time. Sometimes he would be confused, and sometimes he would be terrified as if he was having a chill...
Lame's condition lasted for a long time. Seeing Lame's current condition, several apprentices with cat ears felt scared for no reason. They wanted to go over and wake him up, but they were afraid to do so.
Several apprentices quietly moved away from Bo, looking at him with worry and fear, as he was obviously not normal. They discussed in a low voice whether they should tell the Son of God about this matter.
At the same time, I decided to stay away from these hickory trees in the future, so as not to be hit on the head by them and become lame...
"Okay! Hahahaha..."
It was at this time that Lame, who had been sitting there thinking silently, suddenly stood up from the wooden block and burst into wild laughter.
This sudden action scared the unsuspecting cat-ear creatures so much that they trembled all over.
They were originally hesitating whether or not to tell the Son of God about this, but now they no longer hesitated.
"I'll go tell the Son of God!"
Mao Er shouted and ran away.
"I thought of it, I thought of it!"
After laughing wildly, Bo was still not calm. He clenched his fists and shouted excitedly.
Then he limped into the carpenter's room...
Han Cheng was holding a bowl and cracking open the wild duck eggs that were floating and could not be used to hatch ducklings, to see if they were still edible.
These duck eggs are covered with blood, and contain little ducklings of varying sizes, formed or unformed.
There were two duck eggs, and the ducklings inside had already grown hair. They would hatch in a few days, but unfortunately they met Han Cheng and his team at this juncture...
These two little ducklings with egg yolks attached look very similar to the iron plate hairy eggs strung together and sold on the streets in later generations.
The only difference is that one is a chicken egg and the other is a duck egg.
Han Cheng wanted to string the two eggs together and roast them over charcoal, but after thinking about it, he just couldn't bring himself to do it.
However, when he heard Han Cheng talking about the food called hairy eggs, he looked very interested and wanted to try it.
Han Cheng thought about it but still didn't agree. Instead, he threw them to Fu Jiang who was standing aside and watching eagerly for a long time. Han Cheng also poured the blood-stained duck eggs with a half-formed duckling floating in the middle into the dog bowl.
This made Wu, who was still thinking about getting some eggs to eat, felt very distressed.
Only Han Cheng was doing this. If it were someone else, Wu Fei would definitely pull him aside and give him a good lecture.
At this moment, Mao Er came running over in a hurry, and from a distance, he shouted: "God...Son of God! No...It's not good...Limp..."
The appearance of cat ears and the loud shouting made Wu retract his gaze from staring at Fu Jiang's mouth as he swallowed the two hairy eggs in just a few bites. He no longer looked like he wanted to pounce on him and take them out.
"What's wrong with lame?!"
Han Cheng suddenly stood up, looked at Mao Er who was running towards him and asked loudly, his voice full of anxiety.
Han Cheng is very concerned about the safety of Lame, who plays an extremely important role in the future development of the tribe.
"lame..."
Mao Er, who was a little out of breath from running, began to talk about what happened outside the carpenter's office not long ago. While saying this, recalling Lame's performance, Mao Er felt a little palpitated and shivered.
"Son of God, go and have a look quickly..."
After listening to Mao Er's story, Wu, who wanted to take the hairy egg out of Fu Jiang's mouth, became anxious and spoke eagerly.
Han Cheng followed Wu and Mao Er and hurried to the carpenter's room.
However, Han Cheng had already put his heart back in his stomach. The panic in his heart had now been replaced by strangeness and another kind of suspicion.
According to Mao Er's narration, Bo's abnormal reactions just now were simply manifestations of enlightenment!
Could it be that this guy was hit on the head by a pecan and then, like the great scientist Newton, thought of the great question: why did the falling pecan not run away somewhere else, or even fly into the sky, but instead hit himself on the head?
The final ecstasy was obviously because he had found an answer to the question he had been thinking about.
Could it be that this magical guy, Lame, really has his head opened up by pecans?
Then, the pecan nuts hit his head and he came up with the theory of gravity, which is extremely profound and extremely important to the development of physics, right?
This... If this is true, the wind from my little butterfly's wings is quite strong! It's like a tornado!
The more Han Cheng thought about it, the weirder and more surprised he felt. He couldn't help but quicken his pace.
He couldn't wait to meet Lame and ask him what he was thinking about after his brain was opened by hickory nuts, and whether it was about gravity.
If this is true, then Bo is more than just the best carpenter in the tribe!
"Son of God!"
Han Cheng and Wu hurried to the carpenter's room. When the other carpenters who were staying there saw Han Cheng and his friends coming, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to greet them.
"What about Lame? Where?"
Han Cheng lowered his voice and asked the people who came to greet him.
Inspired by Han Cheng, several people also answered in low voices, and then pointed towards the carpenter's room.
Han Cheng calmed down and walked towards the carpenter's room with Wu.
When I arrived at the door of the carpenter's room, the situation inside came into view.
I saw a lame man sitting on a wooden block, his hands moving constantly.
Some flexible vines swayed there with the movement of his fingers.
An unknown object was gradually emerging there.
Although it is still unclear what this object is at this moment, judging from some of the drawings that have been made, it will be a round object if nothing unexpected happens!
Could it be that this lame guy's head was really opened by pecans?
Could this round thing be the shape of the earth that is associated with gravity?
It is obvious that Bo has not yet come out of some mysterious state. He did not notice the arrival of Han Cheng, Wu and others. He was just concentrating on doing his own thing.
During this process, I would sometimes frown and think...
Wu wanted to shout "lame", but Han Cheng discovered and stopped him.
Not only did he not let the witch shout "lame", but he also told the people in the carpenter's room not to speak loudly.
Before traveling through time, Han Cheng had read a lot of novels and knew that people would sometimes enter a mysterious state.
In this mysterious realm, some people can comprehend things that are difficult to comprehend in normal times, or do things that are difficult to accomplish in normal times.
If one is disturbed or forcibly awakened during this process, at best this opportunity for sudden enlightenment will be lost, and at worst it may even be life-threatening.
Although I understand that these online novels are generally rather far-fetched and not very credible, but Bo’s current state is really similar to the state of enlightenment described in the novels!
Although Lame was disturbed at this time, his life would not be in danger, but his train of thought would be interrupted, and he might forget everything.
Under Han Cheng's instructions, the carpenter's room became completely quiet.
Han Cheng squatted quietly at the door, sticking his head inside to watch Bo working non-stop on knitting something.
As Bo continued to move and more and more things appeared under his hands, Han Cheng's eyes widened and his heart was filled with waves of fear.
The degree of his shock was only slightly less than the shock he felt when he first learned that he had traveled back to the primitive era and did not have the golden finger!
The shock reached its peak when Lame weaved a semicircle with rattan.
The reason why it reached its peak when a semicircle appeared instead of a complete circle was because when Han Cheng had basically determined that Bo was going to weave a ball, was waiting for Bo to finish weaving the ball, and told himself that there was a ball on the ground under his feet, Bo suddenly stopped weaving.
After sitting there and thinking for a long time, he started again. Everything had changed and was developing in a direction that Han Cheng had never expected.
The rest of the semicircular shape was not woven any further, but the vines that served as the 'bones' were folded outwards on one side, which occupied about a quarter of the length of the entire semicircle.
After folding, continue weaving.
“I’ll go!”
Han Cheng couldn't help but swear as he stared wide-eyed at the thing that was fully formed in Lame's hands inside the room.
This is not a round ball at all, it is clearly a safety helmet woven out of rattan!
The semi-spherical part is the main body of the helmet, and the part protruding forward is the brim.
Looking at the safety helmet woven with rattan in Bo's hand, Han Cheng's faith collapsed at this moment.
How about being hit on the head by a pecan nut and then discovering gravity, and how about figuring out that the earth is round from gravity.
Some epiphany or something like that.
These online writers are all talking nonsense, and today I finally believed their lies!
Lame, who was immersed in what he had created and was so happy that he couldn't extricate himself, was awakened by Han Cheng's "Oh my God" which was full of emotions such as speechlessness, collapse, disappointment, and the urge to hit someone. When he turned around, he found that the Son of God was standing at the door without him knowing when.
Lame, who was already very happy, became even happier now.
Making good things, showing them to the Son of God, and then getting five-star praise from the Son of God is what Bo likes to do most.
So he put on the newly woven, still warm wicker safety helmet on his head.
Then he excitedly told Han Cheng the benefits of this helmet.
"Put it on and it won't hurt when you hit your head!"
As Lame spoke excitedly, he glanced at the hickory trees outside the door.
Seeing this action, Han Cheng couldn't help but sniffle again.
Sure enough, not everyone is a great Newton.
When Newton was hit on the head by an apple, he came up with things like gravity, but when he was hit on the head by a pecan, he knitted a safety helmet...
Perhaps, if the great Mr. Newton was not sitting under an apple tree, but under a chestnut tree, and the chestnut that hit his head was in its shell, what he thought of at that time might be the same as what I am thinking of now, not gravity, but a helmet...
From this we can see that it is really important to choose the right tree to sit under.
The man under the Bodhi tree became a Buddha, the man under the apple tree became a great scientist, and the man under the hickory tree thought of making a helmet to wear on his head...
well!
We really can't have too much inner drama in life!
Lame, who was picking up a shelled pecan and throwing it onto his helmet to prove that his invention was very useful, looked at the Son of God, who sighed deeply, turned away without saying a word, and looked particularly desolate. He could not help but reach out and touch his head, which was still aching slightly, his mind full of confusion.
After wearing this wicker hat, it doesn’t hurt anymore when pecan nuts hit my head!
And it's not just Hickory. When fighting with other tribes, they also wear such a vine hat. Even if they are hit on the head with a stone, there will basically be no bleeding. What's wrong with the Son of God today?
Of course Han Cheng would not tell Bo what happened to him today.
It is really embarrassing to talk about the fact that his inner drama is so rich and then he was slapped in the face by reality.
But not long after, Han Cheng, who had been hiding in a small corner, rubbing his face hard with his hands and trying to calm himself down, turned around and came back.
Because Han Cheng knew better than Bo about the function of this rattan safety helmet.
Not only can the pain from hitting your head with pecan nuts be alleviated, but the technology can also be applied to the mines in Tongshan.
After wearing this safety helmet, the safety of people mining there will be further improved.
Moreover, after some modifications to this safety helmet, it can be turned into a helmet and used with rattan armor, which will make people in the tribe safer when they go out to fight.
What a miscalculation! What a miscalculation!
I had never thought of such important protective weapons as safety helmets and safety helmets before. I am indeed not a qualified time traveler.
"Lame, this thing is great! Tie two strings around your chin and it won't fall off when you wear it."
Han Cheng calmed down and gave a thumbs up to Bo who seemed a little disappointed, and at the same time gave some suggestions for improvement.
Bo, who had seemed somewhat disappointed, immediately began to smile again upon hearing these words.
According to what Han Cheng said just now, I found two hemp ropes, tied them to the left and right sides of the helmet under Han Cheng's guidance, and then tied a knot under the chin.
"Son of God, it really won't fall!"
Lame shook his head left and right and found that the wicker hat was really as Han Cheng had said, not easy to fall off, and he couldn't help but say in surprise.
After Bo shook his head with the hat on for a while, he was about to take it off, but Han Cheng, who was standing beside him, suddenly laughed and said, "Bo, don't take it off yet. Try the defense of this hat."
Upon hearing this, Bo stopped taking his hat.
This wicker hat has just been woven, so it is necessary to test its defensive capabilities.
Only after the defensive capabilities have been tested can improvements be made based on the strength of the defensive capabilities.
However, when Bo saw the bronze hammer in Han Cheng's hand, the realization that had just arisen in his mind collapsed in an instant, and he wanted to have someone else wear the rattan hat.
"It's okay, I'll hammer it slowly."
Han Cheng smiled and spoke to comfort Bo.
Only primitive people are more straightforward. If it were someone from another era, they would definitely retort: "If you have nothing to do, why don't you wear a rattan hat and let me hit you?"
So, in the next moment, a very strange scene happened in the carpenter's room.
"when."
Han Cheng took the bronze hammer in his hand and hit the lame head of the man wearing a rattan hat with a little force.
"Does it hurt?"
Han Cheng asked.
Bo, who was feeling nervous just now, instantly felt relieved after being hit by the hammer. He didn't feel any pain at all!
“It doesn’t hurt!”
Lame replied excitedly.
Upon hearing this, Han Cheng raised the hammer again and increased the force.
"Does it hurt?"
“It doesn’t hurt!”
Lame became more excited.
"Does it hurt?"
“It doesn’t hurt!”
…
"Does it hurt?"
"It hurts, and I feel a little dizzy..."
Han Cheng, who was already used to Bo saying it didn't hurt, had swung the hammer halfway when he realized Bo meant it hurt, so he quickly stopped...
Han Cheng put down the hammer, and Bo, who took off his rattan hat and felt a little dizzy, both sat on the ground and looked at the rattan hat in front of them in a daze.
The rattan hat woven by Bo has certain defensive capabilities, but the defensive capabilities are not as strong as imagined. However, it is not as bad as the inferior safety helmets worn by ordinary workers that will break into pieces when hit by the safety helmet worn by the supervisor.
"Can you weave a bigger vine hat? Put this vine hat inside the big one.
However, the two vine hats cannot be completely touching each other. It is better to leave space on top. The more space in the middle, the better. "
After thinking for a while, Han Cheng spoke to Bo.
Bo didn't quite understand what Han Cheng said.
He understood that the vine hat should be made into two layers. After all, the defensive ability of two layers is stronger than that of one layer.
But why don't the two layers of the vine hat fit tightly together, but leave a gap? And the larger the area, the better?
Although he didn't understand the Son of God's intention, Lame still nodded and started to do it.
There is nothing to say about Bo's manual dexterity. His seemingly rough and clumsy fingers move flexibly, and these vines move back and forth as if they have eyes. They can almost be described as butterflies flying among flowers.
Well, although this butterfly is a little bigger.
After a while, a large semicircular vine hat appeared in Lame's hand.
Then put the small rattan hat inside the big rattan hat and fix it with rattan strips...
"Does it hurt?"
“It doesn’t hurt!”
"Are you dizzy?"
“No!”
After Bo finished weaving the double-layered rattan hat and put it on his head, this conversation was recalled again in the carpenter's room.
Lame, who was being hit on the head by Han Cheng's rattan hat, suddenly understood why the Son of God left a gap between the two rattan hats...
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