Huang Guo, who entered the toilet, came out for a while, and his walking posture was a little awkward, looking down at himself while walking, feeling that this kind of thing that had never been used before was quite novel and comfortable.

In the past, when I bled blood, I just wiped it with hay leaves, and the annoying thing was that I couldn't wipe it clean.

Now it's different, with this kind of thing made of linen and plant ash, there is no longer such troubles, and it is still so comfortable.

Looking at Huang Guo, who was walking in a somewhat unnatural posture, most of these women from the Qingque tribe showed a kind smile at this time.

They like to put themselves in the shoes of those who have come before them, and they are amazed at what these newcomers find ordinary to them.

It's a wonderful feeling, and sometimes it seems to feel more comfortable than drinking honey.

Huang Guo returned to the crowd and asked everyone about the origin of this wonderful thing in Mandarin in scarce Mandarin.

As expected, these women all smiled and looked at Han Cheng, who was not too far away, sitting there, putting the little pea on the ground, and letting the little pea try to walk.

The look of admiration and respect in Huang Guo's eyes became even stronger.

Shenzi is really too powerful and too caring, not only has he made so many useful big objects, but even such small objects can be considered, which is really admirable.

Han Cheng, who was coaxing the little pea who was standing unsteadily and wanted him to walk, felt these many burning eyes at this time, and his old face couldn't help but turn red.

He wasn't too far away from these women, and primitive people rarely spoke without a loud voice.

In such a situation, even if he didn't deliberately pay attention to the situation over there, he still knew what had just happened over there.

It is said that Han Cheng, who has experienced so many battles and has seen a lot of primitive people's fierce and wild places, should not blush for such a trivial matter.

At this time, this abnormal situation occurred, of course, for a reason.

Supposedly, the person who invented and improved something like an aunt's towel should be a woman.

Because of his appearance, coupled with the reason why he found a daughter-in-law like Bai Xuemei, this great object appeared in his hands.

Originally, this matter had nothing to do with it, but at this time, Han Cheng suddenly remembered something that was not very beautiful.

Guan Zhong came up with the system of camp prostitutes, and then he was revered as the ancestor by the fireworks venues of later generations.

With such an association, the fun will be great, will his name be like the famous Guan Zhong in Guan Bao's friendship in the future, tied to the object of his aunt's towel? Worshiped as the grandfather?

Even thousands of years later, as the creator, will his portrait appear on this great object......

Thinking of this, Han Chengcheng couldn't help but shudder, as if an electric current was passing through his body.

Looking up at the group of women who were smiling and looking at him for a hundred years, Han Chengcheng was full of despair.

Judging from the reactions of these guys at this time, they don't want to get rid of this object.

What a miscalculation!

What a miscalculation!

Han Cheng was full of love at this moment.

God knows that there will be today's stubble, if he could have thought of this matter earlier, he would not have let Bai Xuemei and the women in the tribe say that this thing was made by him, but firmly pressed it on Bai Xuemei, a woman.

But now, this matter is well known in the tribe, and even if you want to shake the pot, there is nowhere to shake it.

You can't think about this matter deeply, think about it a little, Han Chengcheng has a feeling of wanting to cry without tears.

With a snort, Han Dashenzi, who had a bitter tear, picked up Han Pea and walked away, deciding to stay away from these women, so as not to make other things that were heart-wrenching.

Things in the world are so wonderful, the more you don't want to find trouble, the trouble will run to you.

The so-called blessing is incomparable, and the disaster is not a single line, which is probably the same meaning.

Han Cheng, who had just left the group of women in the tribe with the little peas in his arms because of his aunt's towel, was found again by trouble after a while.

The trouble this time was not those women, but the future witch of the Green Sparrow Tribe.

To be precise, it is a piece of pottery slabs held out of stone.

Rows of irregular circles are depicted on these ceramic plates, and on the upper part of these circles, some of them also have some texts, most of which are about the weather conditions at that time.

That's right, these things are simple calendars made out of stone.

Compared with the beginning, after a few years of development, the calendar of the Qingque tribe has also made a lot of progress, at least in terms of typography, accuracy and aesthetics.

However, Han Cheng's attention at this time was obviously not in these aspects, but through the guidance of the stone, he was carefully counting the number of moons marked with the word snowflake.

"Four years of green sparrow, seventy-four ......"

"Five years of green sparrows, eighty-six ......"

"Six years of green sparrow, eighty ......'

"Seven years of green sparrows, eighty-eight ......"

Han Cheng looked at the marks on these pottery plates and counted them one by one, and then read them out loud.

After counting, his brow furrowed slightly.

Judging from the data of these few years, the days covered with ice and snow are getting longer and longer.

Although there are fluctuations in the middle, there is an overall upward trend.

The eighth year of the green finch has just begun, and with the strong cold air this time, the area near the green finch eight years tribe will be covered with ice and snow for a longer time.

Getting colder?

That's not a good sign!

While Han Cheng was thinking like this, he was also feeling a little glad for his foresight.

Fortunately, I used to make a calendar with stones when I was a child, otherwise it would not be easy to clearly detect that the climate is getting colder without these records.

Cooling climate will seriously affect people's living environment and lifestyle.

Nature is such a cow, and all those who do not try to make changes will be ruthlessly wiped out.

Seeing Han Cheng frowning, Shishi's brows also furrowed.

For people in this era, the last thing they like is winter.

Even though it was because of Han Cheng's arrival, the people of the Qingque tribe would not suffer the cold and hunger in winter, but the people of the Qingque tribe were not very enthusiastic about winter.

Except, of course, on the days of the New Year.

This is also the main reason why the stone came to Han Cheng to report after discovering that the winter was getting longer.

It's getting colder, and that's not good news.

This means that there will be fewer warm days, longer cold days, and more cold days than before.

It may also affect the cultivation of crops......

How could you encounter such unlucky weather!