Chapter 381 Drawing Tools



Chapter 381 Drawing Tools

Jiang Zhiluo seemed to have thought of something and said, "Fourth brother, I think it's really inconvenient for everyone to carry baskets to dig and pick things. We can't carry too much in one trip."

Of course, Jiang Zhiluo also knew that before her fourth brother came to the tribe, no one even had a shoulder pole, and the baskets and backpacks were rather crude.

But now Jiang Zhiluo took a look and found that the things woven by the tribe were all excellent, very delicate and exquisite.

If it could be made into a work of art, it would definitely be great.

However, now that everyone in the tribe is barely able to get enough food and clothing, they naturally cannot consider artwork or decorations.

"That's true. Even with a shoulder pole, you can't really carry much."

"If I could pack more, I could bring more back. Now I can only go dig some more konjac tomorrow."

"If the place is far away, it would be inconvenient to make such a long trip."

"But there's nothing we can do about it. There are only two horse-drawn carriages in the tribe. We could also use an ox-drawn carriage, but it's really inconvenient to drive a horse-drawn carriage or an ox-drawn carriage on the narrow road."

Jiang Zhiluo's expression changed and she said, "Fourth brother, you can make a cart!"

Jiang Zhiluo thought of a small cart with drum wheels, which took up little space and was convenient to push up the hillside.

And because of the principle of leverage, you won’t feel tired even if you put a lot of things on the cart.

If there were a cart, with the strength of everyone in the tribe, they could push a lot of things back at once.

"A cart?"

Wei Hanzhou had never seen a cart before.

Jiang Zhiluo thought about it and realized that there were indeed no carts in other places or in the village.

It was she who designed the blueprints and gave them to her father to make, which led to the appearance of carts in the nearby villages.

Jiang Zhiluo's expression changed and she hurried back to the house to take out a blueprint.

In fact, it was taken out from space.

This is the blueprint of the cart she designed for her father Jiang Xiangchuan.

It was also to give his father an additional skill so that he could make a lot of money from these carpentry jobs.

But she now realized that perhaps Jiang Xiangchuan and Ye were quite capable.

Perhaps it was because of her that he lived in seclusion in Xingshan Village.

This made Jiang Zhiluo feel a little guilty.

This also made her miss home even more.

I want to go back and take a look.

"Fourth brother, look, this is it."

Wei Hanzhou was very smart. As soon as he saw the blueprint, he immediately understood the benefits of this cart.

"Fourth brother, this cart doesn't require much strength. As long as you control the handle well, you can push a lot of things without feeling tired."

"Look, this way, you can bring a sack, put your things in it, tie it to the cart with a hemp rope, and then you can push the drum wheel and move. It's very labor-saving..."

"Below is the detailed drawing I drew. As long as you know carpentry and can understand the blueprint, you can make it."

Wei Hanzhou was very excited at this time, with anticipation in his eyes, looking forward to making the cart immediately.

If you have this kind of cart, you can push it when you go out hunting, and you can kill a lot of wild animals and bring them back in one go.

This is much more useful than a carrying pole.

"Sister, you are so smart that you can even think of something like this."

"Oh, by the way, Fourth Brother, there are also bellows. I see that people use kilns to burn pottery pots, but the airflow is not strong enough. In fact, bellows can be used."

As she spoke, Jiang Zhiluo gave the bellows drawings to her fourth brother.

I'll ask my fourth brother to arrange someone to make it.

"This will make ironmaking and forging much easier in the future."

Jiang Zhiluo explained to Wei Hanzhou in detail some of the uses of the bellows.

Wei Hanzhou was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

"Oh, by the way, Fourth Brother, this is an oil press. I see that most people in the tribe use oil to roast pork belly, so they are reluctant to use oil."

"This can be fried into peanut oil."

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