Heiwa didn't know what the Divine Son wanted to do, but they all followed out with great interest, because in this case, the Divine Son can make new miracles.

The winter here is colder than the place where Han Cheng lived in the future, although the sun has already come out at this time, the temperature has not risen much, and a few people walked out of the Qingque tribe, and the white air spewed out in the air, like a monster swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

Han Cheng first asked people to dig a rectangular pit with a bone shovel here.

The pit doesn't need to be too deep, just 20 centimeters deep.

Although the weather is cold, because there has been no rain or snow for a period of time, the ground is not much frozen, and it is still okay to dig with a bone shovel, but there are some frozen hands.

After digging a shallow pit that is more than one meter long and half a meter wide, several people involved in digging the pit are already sweating.

Everyone speculated in their hearts about the purpose of the Son of God digging a pit here.

Is it to put up the next line of defense here?

Seeing that this place is not too far from the defensive belt made of sticks, thorns, and rattans, I think it is very likely that this is the case.

However, this thought quickly disappeared, because the pit was so narrow that it only took a little force to cross it, and it was not of much use to hold back the enemy.

After the pit was dug, Han Cheng was about to let people continue to the next step, but he heard someone in the tribe shouting for food.

It is the creed of foodies, especially in such a cold season, drinking a bowl of hot soup is even more comfortable.

Han Cheng immediately stopped what he was doing and returned to the tribe to eat with everyone.

A batch of rabbits was solved in the morning, and the lunch today is naturally based on rabbits.

A bowl of steaming rabbit soup is in the stomach, all the chill is dispelled, and the body is warm, carrying a roasted golden rabbit leg, slowly biting and chewing, not to mention how comfortable.

After lunch, Han Cheng filled half of the crockpot with the charcoal left over from cooking, and led the people out of the cave used as a storage room and canteen, and walked towards the outside of the tribe.

This time, there were more people who followed, in addition to the few people who dug the pit in the morning, the witch who had had enough of knocking rabbits also came out, and there were also those children who were jumping up and down and were not afraid of the cold.

The iron head, the wood, and the balloons came out to look here for a while, and then turned around and headed east.

Under their armpits were stone sickles and ropes with hooks for tying things.

This kind of rope is the most convenient to use to tie things, pull up the two ends of the rope that was placed on the ground in advance, wrap it around the firewood, rape or other things placed on it, and then hang the end of the wooden hook on the wooden hook, and pull it hard in the opposite direction.

The ironheads climbed up the mountain where the cave was located, took out the rope and stretched it out on the ground, and then began to cut it with a stone sickle.

They harvest thatch that has been completely dried.

Before the tile was not safe and popular, thatch has always been a very useful grass, this year this thatch has grown very well, Han Cheng is naturally reluctant to waste it, these thatchs still have a big use.

It's just that there are too many things in the Qingque tribe, and they have waited until now to draw someone to do this.

The thatched grass was golden, and after it collided with each other on the ground, there was a 'crackling' sound.

The people who were arranged by Han Cheng to harvest the thatch were all people who often harvested grass, and doing one thing for a long time made them extremely familiar with using the stone sickle to harvest things.

The fastest one at hand is still the iron head mowing enthusiast, and he has already begun to bundle thatch before others have finished a bundle.

One leg was pressed on the thatched bale on one kneeling, and with each press, the hand holding the head of the rope pulled hard.

With his strength, the gap that has just been squeezed out by the leg is gone, and after several times in a row, the whole bundle of thatch is tied firmly, and the extra rope is tied to the taut rope, and the thatch bundle will not be loosened, and then a rough straw rope woven of wool is tied along the rope, and after the tie is strong, the rope with the hook is untied.

This is done to save rope, after all, it is too wasteful to tie thatch with such a well-woven rope.

The rough rope woven from the wool grass is inconvenient to tie, and it takes a lot of effort to make the thatch bale strong and not loose, and this method can be used to solve this problem perfectly.

This method was not thought of by Han Cheng, but figured out by Tietou himself.

Sure enough, labor can make people smarter.

However, the method of tying a wooden hook at one end of the rope used to tie the grass was something Han Cheng came up with.

At the beginning, one end of the rope is pulled out of a loop, and after a loop, the other end of the rope is threaded into the loop and pulled in the opposite direction.

The process is the same as with a grooved rope.

It's just that there are a lot of inconveniences, when unbundling, the rope is easy to get stuck, and another is that the number of times you pull is too much, and the ring will be worn off.

Always breaking the rope, the iron head is very distressed, in order to prevent the rope from breaking, he didn't dare to use force when tying things.

As a result, it is even more troublesome, and if the grass is not tightly bundled, it will be extremely uncomfortable to transport, and sometimes the resistance can't go far, the bale will loosen, and the tied grass will also slide to the ground......

Han Cheng didn't pay attention to it at first, but it took two or three days to find out that something was wrong, because in the past, he was full of energy when he came back from mowing the grass with an iron head, and the bales were neatly made, but now it was like a different person.

After asking the reason and knowing what happened, a rope with a wooden hook came into being.

Wooden hooks are not afraid of rope grinding, the more they grind, the stronger they become, and they will become smoother.

After Han Cheng solved this problem, Tietou's enthusiasm for mowing grass was raised again......

While the iron head was tying the thatch, Han Cheng was also directing the people to use a bone shovel to fill the pit with the soil that had been dug up and piled on the edge of the pit in the morning.

Inside the pit was a pile of burning firewood.

Everyone didn't know what the Son of God meant by this, so they didn't say anything about lighting a fire in the field, how could they ...... This fire is so good that it needs to be buried with earth?

Won't the fire be completely extinguished?

Everyone was puzzled, but the movements of their hands did not stop, and the burning fire was quickly extinguished by this sudden blow, and before he could struggle twice, he was buried alive.

After burying it, he still didn't understand his hatred, and Han Shenzi asked people to go up and trample on the porcelain.

It's just the same as the ruthlessness of Niu Jinda burying the single Xiongxin soldiers and horses, and then leading three thousand iron horsemen to trample on it in the middle of the night.

Until now, everyone still had no idea what the Son of God wanted to do, and Wu had been thinking about it for a while, and he couldn't guess what the Son of God meant by this move.

Of course, they couldn't guess, because even Han Cheng, the initiator, didn't have a score in his heart, and he didn't know if such an unreliable method could burn out carbon.