Chapter 352: Three Smokes (5/10 for the AT Book Reward)

The wide Heron River flows slowly, and six small boats ripple slightly.

The people on the boat, along with the boat, went downstream.

Unlike before, the back of the six boats is no longer empty.

Six rafts, much larger than the boat, floated on the surface of the water and went downstream with the boat.

There are also one or two people holding pennies standing on top of the raft, who help the raft turn around and control the speed of the raft so that it does not crash into the boat in front of it.

These rafts are made of bamboo, not less than two meters wide and more than three meters long, and the upper and lower layers of bamboo are bundled, and people will not get their shoes wet when they stand on them.

Compared with the boat that rocks with the water, the heavy and large raft is undoubtedly more stable, and those who are more seasick carry the penny to the bamboo raft that is more like flat ground.

It's also strange to say, when I came to the bamboo raft, I didn't feel dizzy.

Iron Head, whose legs were no longer trembling, held a long penny in his hand, and when he saw that the speed of the bamboo raft was too fast, he stuck the penny into the riverbed and waited for a while, so that the bamboo raft and the boat could distance themselves.

This is undoubtedly easier than the previous mowing all day.

The only thing that made him uncomfortable was that there were a lot of two-section bamboo tubes tied to his body.

It was really inconvenient for this thing to be tied to his body, and he had the heart to untie these bamboo pipes, but he remembered what Shenzi said before that with these bamboo pipes, if he fell into the water and would not drown, he endured it again.

After all, he still cherishes life more than he is uncomfortable.

He is not the only one who has a bamboo pipe tied to his body, except for Han Cheng and Bai Xuemei, everyone in the team is helping with the bamboo pipe.

It's not that Han Cheng is not afraid of death, it's that he and Bai Xuemei are tied with urine bubbles with stronger buoyancy and lighter weight......

These six bamboo rafts are the results achieved by Han Cheng and everyone in the two days they have landed.

It is necessary to make bamboo rafts, without them, there is no way to transport the harvested wild hemp back.

After all, a few small boats are almost loaded with people, and there is no extra place to load wild hemp.

Moreover, even if a boat is freed up to load wild hemp, how much can a boat hold?

Far less than a bamboo raft transports.

And this move is to kill two birds with one stone, not only can it be used to transport wild hemp, but when the time comes to pull the wild hemp back to the tribe, the bamboo raft will be dismantled, and a lot of bamboo will be obtained.

Now the tribe also has an iron knife, as long as you practice more, over time, you can break out even and easy to use bamboo slivers.

When the time comes, whether it is used to make sieves or mats, these are excellent materials.

Han Cheng looked at these bamboo rafts with a smile on his face.

In the coming year, grain production will be expanded, and the bamboo sieves produced will be just in time to come in handy.

With enough sieves and dustpans, you don't have to worry too much about cleaning the grain, even if there is no wind.

In order to cut down these bamboos, Han Cheng brought the only iron axes and iron saws in the tribe this time.

At the same time, there were also stone pickaxes that had been sharpened by the earth.

Without these tools, I would not have been able to do it for two more days, if I had only come with a bone shovel as I had done last time, and wanted to cut down the bamboo to make such rafts.

Senior Brother Sha, who was carrying a bow on his back and holding oars with both hands, was also looking at these bamboo rafts, and the more he looked at them, the more he was impressed by the wisdom of the Divine Son.

In the past, he was worried about how Miko would transport the harvested wild hemp from the water.

From the fact that Miko prepared so many scythes and brought with him a few harvesting experts such as iron heads, he understood that the amount of wild hemp that Miko needed to harvest was absolutely indispensable.

The only thing he knew about those who could walk on the water and could use it to transport wild hemp was the wooden boat they were in.

And these wooden boats are full of people, even if they can free up two wooden boats, they can't hold too much wild hemp.

Such doubts were not completely eliminated until the first bamboo raft made of cut bamboo was launched......

"Small bamboo rafts, flowing with the water, birds singing, fish swimming...... Jiangnan Fish and Rice Township, small bamboo rafts flow down the river......"

Bai Xuemei also carried some children's voices, mixed with the sound of water from the oars, chasing the waterfowl that flew away against the water.

This passage, which is like a poem and a simple nursery rhyme, was taught by Han Cheng to Bai Xuemei, and he learned it when he was in preschool.

At this time, it is also suitable for the occasion, but there is less smoke and rice fragrance.

It's also strange to say that a lot of things learned in childhood are deeply engraved in my mind and will not be forgotten, but those things that I learned later and remembered with great difficulty are easily returned to the teacher.

Is it because of the single-mindedness of childhood and little external interference?

Or is it too utilitarian and too much to learn after growing up?

Han Cheng pondered about this, but as for the answer, he didn't know.

The sky darkened again, the boats and bamboo rafts docked one after another, people disembarked from the boats, the bonfires were raised, and the fish in the fish cages were taken out......

At dusk, the first wisps of cooking smoke rise from the riverbank, the only smoke here, drifting slowly against the surface of the water in the evening breeze.

When the food in the clay pot is cooked, the river water begins to heat like cooking smoke after a day of sun.

At this time, the cooking smoke and the heat are mixed together, and it is no longer possible to tell which smoke is water vapor.

At the same time, the Qingque tribe, which was hundreds of miles away, was also eating.

The elder brother who stayed in the tribe with Wu put down the dishes and chopsticks, and climbed the wooden ladder to the wall in the last daylight, looking to the east, and could vaguely see some bright water.

Outside the gate of the tribe, squatting Fu Jiang and its five cubs who were already growing to catch up with it.

In this regard, the senior brother was more worried, without him by his side, he was afraid that the Divine Son would be in danger.

And when the Divine Son left this time, half of the people he brought with him were from the Primordial Bone Tribe, and they were still the kind of strong and strong.

Senior Brother understands the intention of the Divine Son to do this, and it is precisely because of this that he is even more worried.

The people of the original bone tribe, after all, are not as reliable as the original people, and if the Son of God takes them away, the tribe will naturally be safe, but the people on the side of the Son of God will be a little more dangerous.

Although he knew that no one could resist the Son of God when it came to wisdom, the senior brother still couldn't help but worry.

It's like he can't rest assured that he will go out with the Son of God.

The height of the temple is worried about its king, and the distance of the rivers and lakes is worried about its people. But when is it time to be happy......

Of course, the elder brother of the famous "The Story of Yueyang Tower" doesn't know, but the mood is the same.

I don't know what Mr. Fan's mood will be when he learns that his thoughts and moods are in secret with the ancients who can't be more ancient.

"Phew......"

In the smoke-filled Green Tribe, the leader of the Green Tribe spit out the boiled weed seeds stuffed in his mouth.

This stuff doesn't taste good when cooked, I really don't know why that tribe makes so many ......

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