Chapter 168: A Thousand Gold Dollars for Horse Bones (Please vote and subscribe)
"Hehe, actually I learned this from the chief. When you taught us how to build a boat before, you used several things to make glue to seal the gaps between the wooden boards. That's what I did when I made the table this time.
First, I drilled holes in the sides of the wooden boards with a hand drill, and then used wooden pegs to insert them together. I applied a layer of glue made from fish maw and sawdust in the middle, and then nailed the boards together with a wooden hammer. After the glue dried, I used a planer to smooth the seams and it became like this." Mutun smiled foolishly and scratched his hair, telling Luo Chong his method of making it.
"Well, the idea is good and worthy of praise. The things made are also very good. We should do it this way in the future. We must dare to try and innovate. When making things, we should use our brains more. We are not afraid of making mistakes. We are just afraid that you will only do what you have learned and will not learn to think for yourself.
Let's do this. I will reward you with a copper buckle tomorrow.
It will be regarded as a reward for making new things this time. In the future, I will reward anyone who makes new things by themselves." Luo Chong was very happy to see this table. This is the result of the tribesmen's own thinking. Although some of it was taught by Luo Chong, they can use the technology he taught to develop new things. This is progress, which shows that they really use their brains.
This situation needs to be encouraged. It can greatly stimulate the tribesmen to think independently. What does human progress rely on? It relies on thinking and unrestrained imagination.
There used to be people who fantasized that they could fly in the sky like birds. If they fly high, they can avoid the beasts on the ground. If they fly high, they can see where there is the most food. Some people would say that this is a fantasy. This person forgot to take medicine. He is a snake-faced lunatic.
But if there is no such bold imagination, will there still be airplanes in the sky, submarines in the water, can you imagine helicopters? Darwin can, a lunatic, his mind is full of strange things, but it is this kind of whimsical lunatic that will make human beings progress. That's
why Luo Chong would not hesitate to reward a meritorious service just for a table surface. This behavior is like buying horse bones with a lot of money. He is not after the pile of horse bones, but to get more thousand-mile horses and let more thinking talents appear in the tribe.
"Ah? Is this also a merit? I haven't done anything big for the tribe." The wooden pig said a little flattered.
"No, it's you who made the table, so that our Han tribe has a table to use. This is definitely a merit. In the future, when everyone in our Han tribe uses the table, they will remember that the table was made by you, the wooden pig."
Luo Chong waved his hand and forced the wooden pig to give a reward. He must use the wooden pig to set a model, just like Lei Feng at the beginning. It doesn't matter if this person is fictional. He is just a role model.
"But, but, the idea of making a table was proposed by the leader. It was not my own idea."
Mutun was still presenting facts and reasoning with Luo Chong. He was a really honest man, so frank that Luo Chong was so angry that he wanted to beat him up. Why was this man so stubborn? Are all honest people like this?
"It's true that what I said was true, but I just thought about it. But the thing was made by you yourself, and it was made very well, so the credit is still yours." Luo Chong continued to shirk the credit.
"But"
"No buts, you have finished talking about your credit, now tell me where you did wrong." Luo Chong interrupted impatiently.
"Ah?" Mutun was immediately confused when he heard Luo Chong say that he made a mistake. Didn't he just say that he had a credit? Why Fei Si?
"Come on, sit on this stool, hold your table leg, and stand up.
What did you find? Don't you think this table is a bit too high? Saw the legs a little shorter. The table top plus the legs should only be 75 cm high. Why do you make it so high? This is not a bar." Luo Chong changed the subject and talked about the table legs. Sure enough, he diverted the attention of the wooden pig.
"Oh, then, but can't the table be made that high?" The wooden pig asked puzzledly.
"Of course not. The table can be any high, but you have to look at its purpose. If it is a workbench for standing and working, it can be a little higher. Or if you sit on a high stool, the table can also be higher. But the dining table for eating and the desk for writing do not need to be so high. A height of about 75 cm is enough." Luo Chong explained to the wooden pig.
"Oh, I understand. Next time I make a table, I will try it myself before setting the height." The wooden pig immediately responded.
"Well, it's good to understand. If you don't understand, try more. That's what you said. OK, you can continue. I'm leaving. "Luo Chong gave another instruction, then he carried the newly made spinning machine and went back to the thatched house.
Outside the thatched house where Luo Chong lived, a shed had been built by the tribesmen to place the combing machine and the spinning machine. Xiaodie was still sitting there spinning today, surrounded by a large group of little girls who were very interested in spinning and weaving, and they all came to Xiaodie for advice.
The linen suit that Xiaodie was wearing seemed to have become a new fashion in the Han tribe. Some women also began to imitate Xiaodie's bellyband skirt, but the materials they used were varied, made of straw, animal skin, leaves and thin hemp ropes, all kinds of things.
Luo Chong carefully observed the leaf suits those people wore. A bunch of leaves were tied with a thin hemp rope, and then connected layer by layer to become the most primitive camouflage fabric, and it was also color-changing. It was just made. Green, it will turn yellow in less than two days.
If you insist on saying what this kind of structure of clothing looks like, then Luo Chong will definitely think of armor first, because armor is made of pieces and layers strung together to make clothes.
Seeing the leader coming, the little girls around automatically made way for Luo Chong to put down the new spinning machine. Many children wanted to try stepping on it, but they were stopped by the adults who were watching the children. Moreover, this new machine has not been equipped with a transmission belt, so it can't work even if you step on it.
Another sunset and sunrise, another day passed quickly, and time passed quietly. Unknowingly, it was the third month of spring, and the temperature was getting higher and higher.
The next morning, just after dawn, You Fu had gathered his tribesmen while the weather was cool in the early morning, and prepared to march to the east bank of the stream.
"Chief Han, I will leave with my tribesmen soon. Thank you for your hospitality these days. I don't know how long it will take to go out this time, and I don't know if I can come back alive. If I die, I will let my tribesmen send back what you want, don't worry. "You Fu said seriously.
"No, you will definitely come back alive. Although the future is uncertain, I believe in the ability of your You tribe. Take care on the road." Luo Chong patted You Fu's shoulder.
"Ah? Take care?"
"Uh, just maintain your body weight and don't starve to thinness, that's what I mean"
(End of this chapter)
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