The plan of the day is in the morning.

As the beginning of the day, in addition to the fresh air, the morning has a unique quietness.

When there was morning fog shrouded in the old tribe, there was also some faint morning fog here in Jinguan City of the Qingque tribe.

The rice paddies not far away, as well as the sweet millet forests, were all in the morning mist, becoming a little hazy.

On the surface of the tribal fish pond, from time to time, some naughty fish will float on it, leaving a shallow ripple in circles.

In the distant waters, birds are flapping their wings and chirping, looking like they are doing morning exercise.

"When~"

"When~"

"When~"

In the early morning that was shrouded in mist and gave people a very quiet feeling, there were some very rhythmic sounds, which sounded continuously according to their inherent rhythm.

Because it is quiet, the sound is extraordinarily distant and empty, giving people a sense of tranquility.

Of course, this is not the bronze bell cast here in Jinguancheng, hanging on the branches of a big tree, so that people can hit it there, and carry out the life of morning bells and dusk drums.

Instead, the simple water scoop installed here in Jinguancheng is constantly working.

Not far from Jinguan City, after the modification and excavation of the people in the tribe, a few canals that are not too big have been made, and there is some gap between the canals and the bottom.

Here, there are a few water mills that look very primitive.

It's just like the primitive water mill installed in the main tribe of the Blue Sparrow.

They all choose a relatively thick wood, make a hole horizontally in the middle of the thick end of the wood, and put a strong wooden stick horizontally on it, and erect it, somewhat similar to a seesaw.

It's just that this water mill is not like a seesaw, which can maintain balance.

The thicker end of the water mill is heavier and is supported on the ground.

The clear and bright water flowed through a small canal made of bamboo and other things that was supported there, turned into a white and bright stream, fell down, and poured into the trough that had been dug out at the high end of the water mill.

As the water continues to be injected, the tail end of the water mill slowly becomes heavier and falls, and the other end of the water mill begins to rise.

When the end of the water bowl drops to a certain level, the water in the sink makes a loud noise and spills out.

With the splashing of the water, the tail end of the water scoop became lighter, and the head of the water scoop raised high quickly smashed down.

Carrying the weight and speed of the water mill descending, the wooden stick used to make rice mounted on it struck heavily into the stone mortar placed below.

Make a 'dang' sound.

After the rice placed inside the stone mortar was hit in this way, many of them took off their husks wrapped on the outside......

A female primitive who was guarding the side saw that the rice in a stone mortar had been scooped, so she picked up a 'Y' shaped stick from the side and propped it up under the water scoop raised high.

In this case, the water will not fall, and you can clean the rice inside the stone mortar with peace of mind.

She first used a bowl to dig out of the stone mortar, and the rice and rice bran were all placed in a thin bamboo sieve on the side.

When there was less rice and bran in the mortar, it was difficult to dig out with a bowl, so she switched to using her hands.

After cleaning the rice and rice bran in the stone mortar, he scooped some rice into the stone mortar from a bag on the side and put it into the stone mortar.

After doing this, he stood up, held the water mill in one hand and lifted it up with a little force, and with the other hand held the stick underneath, and cooperated to remove it, and let go of the hand holding the water mill.

"When~"

The water mill, which had lost its support, fell down, and some of the rice at the edge was shaken slightly.

After doing this, the woman ignored them, but picked up the bamboo sieve and began to clean up the chaff and rice that had just been put inside.

As the sieve shook back and forth, some finely crushed chaff fell down.

The rice sank to the bottom of the sieve, and the large chaff, which could not pass through the eye of the sieve, floated on it.

When there was more bran floating on it, the man stopped what he was doing, put the bamboo sieve on the ground, and held the bran that had floated on it and gathered together with his hands......

Han Cheng, who also got up early, stood not far away, quietly watching this person cooking rice here.

His heart was as quiet as this quiet morning.

From her labor, Han Cheng could feel a kind of tranquility and the beauty of labor.

However, after feeling this beauty for a while, Han Cheng gradually discovered some problems.

The problem is that some of the tools in the tribe are too backward.

This kind of rice-making tool only uses water power to liberate people from the heavy rice-making and improve some production efficiency.

Such a tool has indeed brought a lot of convenience to the tribe, so that the people in the tribe who eat rice have saved a lot.

However, with the development of time, as well as the increase in the tribal population and foods such as rice and millet that need to be eaten by husking, such water mills gradually cannot keep up with the current situation.

The speed, scale, and efficiency of the rice it eats can no longer keep up with the development speed of the Qingque tribe.

Perhaps, I should find a way to improve this water mill!

Han Cheng thought so in his heart.

The improved water mill must be higher in efficiency than the current water mill.

It's just that such an improvement is not so easy.

Although he knew that in ancient times, there were many things that used water power to drive stone mills and other things, but he was not a professional person in these aspects.

Quite a few things, he just knew a name, or a little general thing.

If he was really professional and good at these aspects, he would have started to do this thing a long time ago, and he wouldn't have been delaying it until now!

But now, it can't be delayed any longer.

With the harvest of rice and the continued cultivation in the coming year, it is foreseeable that rice will increase significantly in the tribal diet.

By the time the tribe will scoop more rice.

If you don't want to improve Chungmi's tools before then, it will become even more troublesome.

Since this thing is going to be done sooner or later, it is better to start working on it sooner.

Thinking so in his heart, Han Cheng made the decision to improve the water mill.

Then he began to think carefully about some of the things he knew about the water mill.

Among them, the clearest and most memorable is Hu Jun and Lin Zhiying's version of "Dragon Babu", Duan Yu and Miss Wang encountered the Tangut people and hid in the mill by the river.

There is a scene that Han Cheng remembers very clearly - after the miller and his wife were killed, the water mill that no one managed, driven by the flowing water, knocked on the stone mortar below again and again, making an extremely empty sound.

The mill, which was still full of love, became particularly bleak.

The water mill used in it is different from the water mill used by the Qingque tribe now, and it is a more advanced and mature tool.

If you can get the water mill out of it, then the matter of the renewal of the tribal water mill that you are worried about will be solved!

Han Cheng thought of this with some expectations, and felt a kind of joy after seeing the goal and finding the direction.

In the image he remembered, the thing used to scoop rice resembled a hammer with a long handle and an oval underneath.

Driven by a rotating wooden stick, it constantly rises and falls.

There is no doubt that the wooden stick that can be turned is the key to this object, after all, it transmits energy.

However, what this crucial part looks like, Han Cheng doesn't know.

Because this key part is installed on the outside of the house, it is not visible inside the room.

And Han Cheng's clearest picture of this section is that in the house, the key position of this object outside the room, was not filmed by the producer of the TV series at that time, or Han Cheng didn't pay attention to it at the time, Han Cheng can't remember clearly, in his memory, there is no impression of this.

As early as when he was doing this original version of the water mill in the tribe before, Han Chengcheng was stuck here.

In addition, the tools in the tribe at that time were not good, and the amount of food that needed to be scooped was not much, and the original version of the water mill was enough to deal with it, so it didn't take too much thought to do it.

But not now, now he has to come up with this key position that he has never seen before!

Only in this way can the water mill in the tribe be able to complete the replacement!

Han Cheng thought this in his heart, and began to think hard about the appearance of the object he had never met, or the working principle.

That is, how to use water energy to drive the horizontal beam installed in the room to rotate.

In the early morning with a little mist in Jinguancheng, Han Cheng stood here, looking at the several primitive versions of the water that were rising and falling while the flowing water was moving, and fell into deep thought.

Confucius once said: "Don't look at indecent things!" ”

This statement and the truth contained in it are very correct.

Because there are a lot of incidents, they all start with the eyes.

For example, just to get an extra look at you in the crowd.

For example, 3,000 times in the past life passed by in exchange for a look back in this life.

For example, looking back and smiling, the harem has no color.

For example, he walked with shame, leaned on the door and looked back, but sniffed the green plums.

Another example is the eyebrows and flirts, secretly sending autumn waves......

It's all about seeing what is happening.

At this time, Han Dashenzi, who got up early in the morning and didn't sleep lazy, ran here and stared at Shui Ji all the time, and the whole person was stupid, and he also saw some incidents.

Han Cheng's heart is good, and the things he thinks in his heart are also serious, but there is one thing he forgets.

That is, in addition to the water that is constantly rising and falling under the drive of the water, there are also people!

A woman who is busy with Chungmi!

This female primitive person who is a rice dump has already discovered the Divine Son who is looking here not far away.

When she first saw Miko, her whole body became energetic, and at the same time, she became extremely cautious, and she worked quickly and well.

I am worried that I will leave a bad impression in front of Miko.

The psychology is basically similar to the psychology of an employee who meets the boss who comes down to inspect the work.

After working so nervously and cautiously for a while, gradually, the primitive woman noticed something different.

Because the Son of God has not left, he has been looking at himself, and he is looking at it so seriously!

After a while, while working, I peeked back at the primitive people of the Divine Children from time to time, and gradually had some other thoughts in my heart, and some ripples appeared.

In this era when singers and film and television are far from being popular, as the god son of the tribe who brings all kinds of benefits and all kinds of magical things to everyone, Han Cheng is definitely the idol of the whole people.

Girls in later generations, many people are willing to give birth to monkeys for their idols, as more primitive and enthusiastic people, people in this era, when facing idols, are no worse than those women in later generations.

The women of later generations were willing to give birth to monkeys for their idols, and they were equally willing!

As long as idols are willing, they are also willing to do things that are deeper than this.

And it's the kind of willingness to be willing to flock to it!

It's just that their idol Han Dashenzi seems to have always recognized Bai Xuemei, and he has never thought or acted against them.

Out of respect for the idol Han Dashenzi and low self-esteem, many female primitives in the tribe don't even dare to think about it.

Even if some people think so, they can only think about it in their hearts, in the face of Han Dashenzi, who is like a jade, they feel inferior, and they definitely can't muster up the courage to use practical actions to find their idol Han Dashenzi What happened.

But now it's different!

Now his idol, the most respected god son in the tribe, has been staring at himself for so long!

As a hardcore female fan of Han Dashenzi, in the face of such a situation, this female primitive can't help but think about it.

After all, this has never happened before!

Especially remembering that the Divine Son had come to Jinguan City from the main tribe for so long, and had not seen Bai Xuemei for a long, long time, this female primitive was even more convinced of his guess just now.

Because as a woman, and as a woman who already has a spouse, she knows a lot about these things.

Her spouse, who usually feels terrible every three or four days.

Now that the Divine Son has left the main tribe and Bai Xuemei for so long, it will definitely be even worse!

The more she thought about it, the more reasonable this primitive woman felt, and she felt that she had broken the truth of the matter.

The mood became more excited.

As a die-hard female fan of the Son of God, it is natural to think about what the Son of God thinks, what the Son of God is anxious about, and always think about how to solve problems for his idol.

Therefore, this primitive woman, who saw through everything, quickly took action......