Looking at these more than thirty rudimentary weapons made of meteoric iron, Han Cheng was stunned for a while, and the scene of the meteor shower he had seen several years ago suddenly appeared in his mind.

I remember that after listening to myself say that I was more spiritual about making a wish for a meteor, Bai Xuemei, a stupid daughter-in-law, was still there talking about the meteor shower to have a monkey with her.

Then after a while, she was pregnant with a little pea and a bunny.

I remember that the meteor shower was drawn from south to north at that time, and these tribes came from the north, which was far away from their tribes, could it be ......

Could it be that these meteorites were brought by that meteor shower?

Han Cheng thought so, and then shook his head with a smile.

There is no such coincidence in this world.

I saw a meteor shower, and then the meteorites that didn't burn clean fell near the cave.

A few years later, this tribe that had obtained a large amount of meteorite iron used these weapons made of meteorite iron came to attack its own tribe, and was easily destroyed by its own tribe, and these meteorites that had been slashed over the tribe were recaptured by their own tribe......

It's impossible to think about it, it's just too magical.

Throwing all these chaotic thoughts out of his mind, Han Cheng smiled brightly as he looked at these meteorites.

No matter how that tribe got so much meteorite and turned it into a weapon, there is one thing that cannot be changed, that is, all of this meteorite is now owned by its own tribe!

With some meteoric iron, your tribe can make a lot of high-quality weapons.

Like knives, like axes, and so on.

After the production is successful, this is something that can be passed down from generation to generation.

Before the tribe encountered iron ore and the technology of smelting steel was discarded, these weapons made of meteorite iron must be the best in the tribe.

After all, bronze has its material limitations.

Of course, an important premise for being able to pass it down from generation to generation is that the people in the tribe should not be allowed to have the concept of serving death as a servant, and the custom of thick burial should not be allowed to rise in the tribe.

This is not only useless, but also causes a great waste of resources and a great burden on the living.

As for those burial goods, some of them were completely buried and slowly merged with the soil, and a lot of them were cheaper than tomb robbers.

Thinking about these things, Han Cheng began to take these sturdy and simple weapons out of the room, stacked them in the courtyard outside, and then set a fire to them.

The reason why he put a fire on them was not because Han Cheng wanted to do something to them with such a temperature, but because these weapons were tied very strongly, and it was not easy to untie one of them one by one, so it was better to simply burn them off with a fire.

As the flames burned, the wooden handles and rattan eventually turned to ashes, and only the black meteorite was left behind.

In the distance, there were people from the original Blackstone tribe who saw this scene from afar, and their hearts ached.

Blackstone weapons!

That's a Blackstone weapon!

It was the Blackstone weapon that made them proud of it in the first place, and they took it and followed the leader to get a lot of food for the tribe!

Now it's been burned by a fire from that god son.

Fortunately, this person did not know the term ruined son and its meaning, otherwise he would have detained it on the head of the god son who was said to be extremely wise.

However, when his eyes fell on the bronze hoe in his hand, which looked a little dazzling in the sunlight, all such thoughts disappeared in an instant.

The bronze hoe they held in their hands was no worse than the Blackstone weapon they were proud of in every way, and it was even more convenient to use.

And this is just the tools used by this tribe to hoe the ground, not to mention how powerful and easy to use those tools that are specially used to hunt and fight enemies.

Blackstone weapons capable of crushing them in all directions are a certainty.

With so many good things in this tribe, there's nothing surprising to burn the Blackstone weapons to the ground.

After finding a wooden stick and pulling out the thirty-six pieces of meteorite iron that had been polished in the early stage with a stick, Han Cheng picked up his precious daughter and told the rest of the people not to touch the meteorite with their hands, so as not to burn their hands, so he went to find the second senior brother.

The second senior brother's state is not very good, and he is also yawning.

The second senior brother has this state now, and Han Cheng doesn't feel strange at all.

He and Wudu only have one spouse, let alone a person like the second senior brother who has three spouses at once.

Just thinking about this amount, Han Chengcheng couldn't help but feel a backache for the second senior brother.

"Wait, forge this meteorite and make some weapons and some tools."

Han Cheng said to the second senior brother.

Originally, he wanted the second senior brother to start building today, but after seeing the state of the second senior brother, he quietly pushed back the time of building.

After all, talent is fundamental, and the rest are trivial, and when it is time to rest, it is necessary to rest.

While thinking like this, Han Cheng suddenly remembered the good thing of wolfberry.

It's a pity that I didn't meet it, otherwise, the adult males in the tribe, everyone gets hot water to soak a few cups every day, maybe it can greatly relieve fatigue.

"Son of God, Isn't There a Bronze ......"

After understanding what Han Cheng meant, the second senior brother said with some puzzlement.

With the continuous mining of copper mines in Tongshan, various bronze products have increased, and the people in the tribe have a great affection for bronze.

I feel that with bronze, I can beat everything, and many things are not as good as bronze.

These captured blackstone weapons, the second senior brother also saw them before, and took them in his hand and waved them, feeling that they were far less useful than the bronze weapons of his own tribe.

And it's too rudimentary.

Han Cheng smiled, when the furnace temperature was not high enough and the iron-smelting technology was far from good, ironware was indeed not as easy to cast as bronze.

For example, in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, iron was called evil gold.

The Qin State, which swept through the Six Kingdoms, also used bronze weapons to beat several other countries that used a lot of iron weapons.

But Han Cheng, who came from later generations, knew that in the future, steel would be king.

For example, in the Western Han Dynasty, with the progress of iron-smelting technology, the once glorious bronze civilization was gradually abandoned......

"These weapons are not easy to use because those people did not make them well, and after they are made, the tools made from these meteorite iron are much better than the bronze tools.

Not only is it stronger than bronze, but it's also sharper than bronze tools. ”

Han Cheng explained to the second senior brother with a smile.

It is not surprising that the second senior brother will have such an understanding, after all, the people in the tribe have really seen the bronze.

They don't know, they just have to explain it to them.

After listening to Han Cheng's words, the second senior brother's attitude suddenly became very upright, he squatted down, picked up a piece of meteorite that had cooled down, and began to look at it seriously.

Regarding what Han Cheng, the god son, said, the second senior brother, like the others in the tribe, believed it very much.

Now, when Miko told him that this inconspicuous-looking stone, which Miko called meteoric iron, could make a tool that was better than bronze, it must have been.

He needs to be treated well.

Thinking of these in his heart, the second senior brother's heart couldn't help but be a little excited.

Bronze tools are so easy to use, so how good should the tools made from this meteorite be?

If you can build it yourself, won't the tribe have better tools? Won't the tribe be able to become stronger because of this?

After such a thought arose, the second senior brother became even more happy, and even a little impatient.

"Son of God, how should this be done? Is it melted in a furnace like copper ingots and tin ingots? ”

After holding a heavy piece of meteorite iron and looking at it for a while, the second senior brother who was itching in his heart couldn't help but ask Han Cheng out loud.

Of course, this meteorite iron can't be melted in a furnace, and with the current technical conditions in the tribe, even ordinary iron ore can't be melted, let alone this meteoric iron.

In fact, there is basically no need to melt such a thing as meteoric iron.

Because when flying at extreme speed in the air, a lot of impurities contained in it have been burned away.

All you need to do is heat it up as much as possible with a furnace and then forge it.

No worse than 100 steel.

After listening to the Second Senior Brother's words, Han Cheng thought back to some of the things he had learned about the meteorite, and then said to the Second Senior Brother with a smile: "No need to melt it, we can't melt it now, just heat it up and use the hammer to continuously knock out the shape of the tool we want." ”

The second senior brother is more experienced in this kind of thing, after all, when he made iron bacteria, got some iron beads together, and got a few iron tools, a large part of it was done by the second senior brother under the command of Han Cheng.

"I'm going to burn the stove!"

After hearing Han Cheng's words, the second senior brother suddenly became excited, he suddenly stood up from the ground, and said that he was going to burn the furnace and forge it.

Han Cheng hurriedly stopped him: "Wait until tomorrow to do these things, we will all have a good rest today, otherwise we will be in trouble if we are tired." ”

Although the second senior brother wanted to do it immediately, Han Cheng, the god son, could only press this thought when he spoke.

After staying here for a while, and after moving the meteorite back to the house one by one with Han Cheng, he went over to inspect the iron stove that had not been used for a long, long time.

Miko only said that he would not be allowed to use those meteorites to build tools today, but he did not let himself not check the furnace and other things.

Check the stove by yourself today, and if it doesn't work, call Heiwa to come over and repair it together, and then find some good charcoal and prepare the wind grunt.

This way, by waiting for tomorrow morning, you can use the meteorite to build tools.

Moreover, these things are not tiring at all......

The second senior brother's careful thinking Han Cheng certainly understood, but he just smiled at this and did not stop it.

With such careful thinking, more and more people in the tribe can have it......

In this way, the time of the small half day passed quietly.

During this time, in addition to doing these things, Han Cheng also learned more about what happened in the tribe after he left by asking Wu, Senior Brother, Bai Xuemei and other people who stayed in the tribe.

I knew that during the period of time they left the tribe, except for the fact that the bark came to attack their tribe with a large number of people, nothing major happened to the rest, and everything was very stable.

Harvesting rape and planting crops such as millet and soybeans went very smoothly.

Even because of the fact that there were so many more adult slaves at once, and because of the abundance of manpower, seventy or eighty acres of millet were planted this year than expected.

After learning this, Han Cheng also became more at ease.

"I'm not here, you're doing a good job."

Han Cheng smiled and affirmed Wu and Senior Brother again.

After lunch, Han Cheng couldn't bear it after all, so he lay on the kang and fell asleep.

After half a day of getting along, the little pea was no longer as clingy as when Han Cheng first came back, and when Han Cheng was asleep, the little guy ran and played with the other minors in the tribe.

As for Xiao Xing'er, who is much younger, she doesn't have such a good spirit, her head is pillowed on Han Cheng's arm, and she sleeps with Han Cheng, who is a father.

When he was asleep, from time to time, some saliva would flow from the corners of his mouth, leaving it along Han Cheng's arm......

"Urine, pee......"

Han Cheng, who was asleep, was woken up by the voice of his daughter.

After opening his eyes in a daze and understanding what the little girl was talking about, Han Cheng hurriedly hugged her off the kang and found a urinal......

Holding the little girl in his arms, Han Cheng shook his head vigorously, and after sleeping for a while, the whole person seemed to be much more energetic.

It was at this time that he realized that the courtyard was so quiet that he didn't even hear the sound of the little minors playing.

It is no wonder that some people in later generations said that when you live alone, it is best not to sleep in the afternoon, because when you wake up, the silence outside can make you feel the loneliness that seems to emanate from the depths of your soul......

However, since he came to this era, Han Chengcheng has never felt this loneliness again, because he has his tribe.

And at this time, he was still holding his little girl in his arms.

After staying in the room for a while, feeling the silence of the afternoon for a while, Han Cheng hugged Xiao Xing'er except for the door.

The afternoon sun was slanting down, and it was no longer so scorching, and there were hardly any people in the courtyard.

At this time, most of the people went to work outside the courtyard.

"Brother Cheng, are you awake? Why don't you sleep a little longer? ”

Not long after Han Cheng walked out of the room with Xiao Xing'er in her arms, Bai Xuemei came out of the room where the silkworms were raised, and ran over with a happy face.

"Already asleep, by the way, little pea and them?"

I don't know why, at this moment, looking at the bright smile on his daughter-in-law's face, Han Chengcheng vaguely felt a little weak.

"When you sleep, I'll let them go outside to play, they should be catching grasshoppers at this time."

Bai Xuemei said with a smile.

Han Cheng's heart warmed when he heard this, he stretched out his hand to touch the face of this increasingly intimate little daughter-in-law, and then came to the room where silkworms were raised with him.

There are a lot of shelves in the silkworm room, and there are many dustpan-like things on the shelves, and all the silkworms are raised in it.

When you enter the room, you can hear the rustle of silkworms eating mulberry leaves.

The smell of fresh mulberry leaves fills the air.

After more than ten years of continuous selection and cultivation, these silkworms are now much larger than before, and the cocoons are also larger than before, but this is a long-term thing, and it needs to be persevered and continued.

Not only silkworm raising, but also silk reeling and weaving have a long way to go.

"Let's go, come with me outside for a walk."

After accompanying Bai Xuemei to add mulberry leaves to the silkworm, Han Cheng said to Bai Xuemei.

Bai Xuemei went out with Han Cheng, Han Cheng was holding Xiao Xing'er in his arms, and Bai Xuemei followed him.

Now, with the continuous expansion of the scale of silkworm raising in the tribe and the increase in the number of people in the tribe, the number of silkworm farmers has also increased, and they no longer rely on Bai Xuemei alone.

And now this batch of silkworms has only shed their skin once, and the daily food consumption has not yet reached its peak, after Bai Xuemei left with Han Cheng, the rest of the things, the other two female primitives were completely busy, so Bai Xuemei became very simple this time, and as soon as Han Cheng shouted, she obediently went out with her.

The apricot trees planted on the periphery of the courtyard have a lot of fruit this year, and many apricots are hanging all over the branches.

Some of the apricots already look slightly yellowish on the surface, and after a while, they will be ready to be picked and eaten.

No, it's ready to eat now.

Because Bai Xuemei, who was following alongside, had already stretched out her sinful claws at these apricots, picked a few, washed them with water, and bit them with her teeth.

Not only was the little apricot in Han Cheng's arms drooling, but even Han Cheng couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

There's no way, he is now being made by this stupid woman to have a psychological shadow on apricots, as long as he sees someone eating apricots, he can't help but drool, and he feels that his teeth are going to be sour.

Xiao Xing'er is much more courageous than Han Cheng, who is a father, not only smashes her greedy little mouth, but also stretches out her little hand to ask Bai Xuemei for apricots to eat, and wants to make trouble if she doesn't give it.

After a short while, Bai Xuemei took a half-gnawed apricot and gave it to her mouth.

The little apricot, who has already grown six teeth, saw that the good things were coming, and immediately stopped making trouble, stretching out her head to the half-quarter apricots handed over by Bai Xuemei, which looked very similar to the little swallows that saw the big swallows preying, stretching their necks, opening their mouths wide and chirping and waiting for their parents to feed.

Han Yuan wanted to stop it, but when he saw his daughter looking so impatient, he let it go.

Not only that, but he, who is a father, also very intimately moved Xiao Xing'er forward, so that she could eat more realistically, and at the same time looked at it with unblinking eyes, full of expectation.

Xiao Xing'er is not deeply involved in the world, and she is ignorant, where do you know the sinister intentions of being a parent? When I saw that the delicious food came to my mouth, I immediately leaned over and nibbled on it vigorously.

Although she only has six teeth, it is still very real to gnaw this time, especially the position where she gnawed, it is still the flesh left after Bai Xuemei gnawed off the skin.

After this mouth, time seemed to stand still, and the little apricot with a smile on her face, after biting the green apricot, the smile on her face suddenly froze, and her round eyes became more round, and she looked confused.

The next moment, the little guy's big eyes were closed tightly all of a sudden, and the whole person moved his face away from the green apricot like an electric shock, his mouth kept smacking, his head shook vigorously, his two little arms waved vigorously, his little hands grabbed helplessly, and the whole person was sour into an emoji.

This sour scene, watching Han Cheng's grinning as a father is non-stop, Bai Xuemei is also there with no heart and lungs of silly music, only Xiao Xing'er, after experiencing such a strong taste impact and calming down a little, she cried loudly.

Han Cheng couldn't stop laughing while shaking his body and coaxing the little girl.

This is the helplessness of a child without a grandmother's cover, if grandma is by her side, dare to bully people like this, the next moment the grandmother with an angry face can arrive at the battlefield with the soles of her shoes, and will pit the grandchildren's rabbits, chasing the yard all over the yard.

Coaxed the little apricot who was soured into an emoji, and the unscrupulous parents continued to walk forward happily.

In the fields around the tribe, the first batch of millet planted was almost knee-level, and even the latest batch was now able to submerge the ankles, and the growth was very good.

In the fields, there are many people working here, hoeing and many other things, which is very pleasing to the eye.

After looking at it like this for a while, Han Cheng's gaze fell on those one-on-one slaves, and some thoughts began to emerge in his heart.

The new slaves in the tribe this time are basically adults with relatively strong bodies, which shows that there must be many adults who are not very strong in their bodies in the tribe where they originally lived, as well as many minors.

For most tribes in this era, people who are not too strong are basically cumbersome existences, but this is not the case in the Qingque tribe, because there are still many jobs in the tribe, which can be done by people who are not too strong.

In terms of carpentry and weaving, the lame who has always been ahead of the rest of the tribe is the most inspirational existence.

So Han Cheng was wondering at this time, should he send someone back with some of these people and bring all the rest of them to his tribe.

In this way, the population of one's own tribe can get an explosive growth.

Moreover, you can also stop by to see if there is still meteorite in the place where they used to live.