The cattle and sheep living in the Qingque tribe are indeed hard.

Especially cattle.

Not only do you need to pull plows and carts, but also do all kinds of heavy work and farm work.

After they die, they still need to contribute their flesh and skin, and what is even more poignant is that they also need to become bald for the sake of the great progress of the Blue Sparrow tribe's weapons!

Just thinking about this thing makes people feel particularly sad......

The horn bow of the Qingque tribe was made after Han Cheng and some people returned from crossing the mountains with the oxen, and after a long period of time.

The main reason for this is that the horns are not easy to obtain.

In order to get two horns from the cow that was regarded as a treasure and cared for as an eyeball by the people in the tribe, this made Senior Brother Sha spend a lot of thought.

This must be another story that not only twists and turns, but also makes people feel a little poignant.

The reason for time and word count will not be described here.

With the foundation of the sheep's horn bow, the production of the ox horn bow is not so difficult for Senior Brother Sha.

It only needs to be based on the sheep's horn bow and make improvements in some places.

The matter of drawing a scoop according to the gourd is not a very difficult thing for Senior Brother Sha, who is extremely accomplished in the bow and arrow......

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the yellow leaves are all over the ground.

The people of the Red Tiger tribe are working hard to make bows and arrows, and they are rejoicing in it.

When the people of the Red Tiger Tribe were constantly charging towards the bow and arrow, and were rejoicing in the achievements of their tribe now, and dreaming of catching up with and surpassing the Qingque tribe, the bows and arrows of the Qingque tribe had already been reborn.

Not only are there seven or eight hundred sheep's horn bows, but even the more powerful horn bows have nine!

At this time, the first marksman of the Qingque tribe held a horn bow in his hand, and looked at the children who were carrying a rabbit that had been killed by an arrow and ran towards him with joy, showing a smile on his face.

Under the sunlight of late autumn and early winter, the body of the horn bow made of horns, bamboo chips, beef tendons, fish maw gum, mulberry wood and other things, the entangled python skin, exudes some dazzling and charming luster......

At the same time, between the residential area of Qinling and Jinguan City, separated by the mountains, everyone was not idle.

Except for some people in the tribe who were busy building houses, most of the rest went down to the paddy fields.

Some people are cultivating the fields that have been cultivated before and have already harvested a crop of rice, and many more are carrying out the land with things such as copper shovels and other things.

"Hah!"

In the shouting of the 'bull handle', the ox in the cow sleeve and pulling the plow struggled to move its hooves and walked forward.

As the ox pulled hard, a wet patch of dirt turned over and buckled aside......

"Nest!"

Suddenly, the man who made the ox shouted a command to stop the ox, and pulled the 'skimming rope' tied to the handle of the plow behind him.

The 'skimming rope' is connected to the nose ring of the cow.

Under the dual effect of the command and the pulling of the skimming rope, the ox pulling the plow stopped.

After the ox stopped, it began to hold the handle of the plow with both hands, preparing to pull the plow out of the dirt.

I tried to exert force twice in a row, but I couldn't pull it out.

This is because the oxen pull the leash too tightly, and the plow is so tightly buried in the soil that there is no room to go back.

After two unsuccessful attempts, this bull handle will no longer be out of this idle effort.

"Shao!"

"Shao!"

The man shouted such a command, and pulled back the apostrophe in his hand.

Under the dual effect of the command and the skimming rope, the ox pulling the plow began to retreat.

As it moves back, the cow sleeve is no longer taut.

The man took hold of the handle of the plow again with both hands, and pulled it back with all his might, and the plow, which had sunk into the ground, came out at once.

It saves a lot of effort than before.

The plow came out, but the situation was not so rosy.

Because this plow is already deformed underneath!

Not only did the ploughshare become bent, but even the plough wall became somewhat deformed.

Such a plow, apparently, cannot be used again.

The man had no choice but to temporarily remove the leash from the cow, lead the cow to a place where there was grass, and let it rest here, and eat some grass by the way.

And he, carrying the broken plow, returned to the tribe and went to the tribe who specialized in repairing these utensils, and asked them to repair the plow.

On the way back, this man's mood was not high, and he seemed to sigh a little.

The plow is broken, and the work is delayed.

And that's not the most important thing, the most important thing is that this is the third plow he has used badly!

Having learned the lessons of the first two times, he is now very careful in plowing, but he still can't avoid damage to the plow.

In the tribe that returned, from time to time you can see some half-grown children who return to the tribe carrying tools such as pickaxes and copper shovels.

None of the farm tools these children were carrying.

Many are severely distorted.

What's even more tragic is that the whole thing has been broken into two!

Of course, these farm tools were not broken by these minors.

They are still young, they don't have much strength, and they don't have such a great ability to destroy.

These are the masterpieces of adults who are working in the fields.

The children were responsible for transporting broken bronze tools back to the tribe for repair.

There were also children carrying repaired tools from the tribe to the fields.

This is to give some repaired equipment to adults in the field.

Carrying the plow, I returned to the tribe and came to the place where I repaired the tools professionally, and I saw more things.

As far as the eye can see, there are broken bronze farm tools.

Some distorted and deformed, broken farm tools, put them in the stove, burn for a while, and after heating, they can be quickly beaten and repaired, and they can be used again, and it is not too troublesome to repair.

The most troublesome thing is the farm tools that are directly broken.

After such a farm tool is broken, the craftsmen of the tribe have no means to connect it together, and it can also make it extremely strong.

So the only way to do this is to clean it and put it back in the furnace.

After melting into juice and reaching the point of perfection, it is then put into a mold to make new farming tools.

This man carried a plow, which was the most efficient and fastest tool in the tribe, and when it broke, it would cause the tribe the greatest loss, so it had priority.

When they saw the man coming, some of the people who were repairing it here immediately stopped what they were doing and began to come and rest the plow.

First get the ploughshares and ploughshares off, and then start repairing them non-stop......

This man waited here, looking at the many broken farm tools, and thinking about the work that had been delayed because of this, and he couldn't help but be full of anxiety, and felt that it was a pity.

If the tools are strong and not broken, then the people of their own tribe will open up more land in such a time.

The extra land is used to grow crops, and the tribe can harvest more food in time!

The more he reckoned with the account, the more he felt pity in his heart.

In the past, he also thought that the bronze farming tools in the tribe were very useful.

But now, I feel that the bronze farming tools are not very good to use.

Because the bronze farming tools are not strong enough, and they are not hard enough.

Compared to tools made of bone, stone, wood, etc., bronze farming tools are indeed very easy to use, I don't know how much higher than them!

However, bronze farming implements are just as imperfect.

When they had only come into contact with and used bronze farming tools before, the people of the Qingque tribe had not felt this way.

However, as the use of bronze farming tools continued to increase, the people in the tribe began to slowly become less satisfied with bronze farming tools.

From time to time, someone wonders how great it would be if the tribe could make tools that were better than bronze farming tools!

With these things in mind, something came to mind of this man who was sitting here, waiting for the repairman of the tribe to fix the plow.

These things are the black stones that the tribe got from the Blackstone tribe in the first place, and what the Son of God called meteoric iron, as well as tools made of this meteoric iron.

Tools made of meteorite iron were not only strong, but also very sharp, the best material he had ever seen, satisfying all his fantasies about making farm tools!

If only you could make a farming tool out of meteoric iron!

In this way, it is used to plough the land to grow food, so you don't have to worry about the farm tools breaking down.

The speed of ploughing the ground will also become very fast, and a lot of food can be grown!

However, such a thing can only be imagined, and cannot be realized.

Because the amount of meteorite is so scarce!

After such a long time, except for the Blackstone tribe, which obtained meteoric iron, his own tribe has not obtained meteorite iron in any other place.

These meteorites are not enough to make such important tools as axes and planers, and it is impossible to apply them to agricultural tools.

"Alas~"

Thinking about these things in his heart, the man couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

It's useless to think about such a thing, so let's honestly wait for the repairmen in the tribe to go to the plough after repairing the plow......

On the field outside Jinguan City, Han Cheng, the god son of the tribe, was standing here at this time.

The weather became colder, and the clothes he was wearing became a lot thicker.

Han Cheng has been standing here for a long time.

His eyes were not only on the land that had been turned over and reclaimed, but also on the minors who carried farm tools and traveled between the fields and the tribe.

This is a common landscape in the tribe.

Especially after coming to Jinguan City.

Compared with the soil quality of the Qingque main tribe, the soil here in Jinguan City is much thicker.

This kind of land is not only hard to cultivate, but also very tool-intensive.

After coming here, the speed of damage to the tribe's bronze farming tools has become much faster!

I have seen a lot of such things, but it doesn't mean that Han Chengcheng can get used to such things.

Many people in the tribe feel that such equipment is not easy to use and delays their work.

He, a person who came from later generations and had seen many advanced things, was even more unaccustomed to it.

It's just that in the past, because of the population here in Jinguancheng, the population has skyrocketed, but the corresponding grain cultivation has not developed.

There is not enough food to eat in the tribe.

In order to solve the most important stomach problem, Han Cheng had no choice but to put this matter aside for the first time and concentrate his efforts to obtain sufficient food for the tribe.

Now, as he went to the Red Tiger Tribe and slaughtered the fat sheep twice in a row, he brought a lot of food from there, plus the harvest from the ground by his tribe, as well as the collection from the trees, as well as the hunting, and the trade team of the Qingque tribe earned it from the rest of the tribe with pottery and salt, plus the old female primitive people of the old tribe These second-way dealers sent to their tribe, the food here in Jinguancheng is enough.

As long as there is no extravagance and waste, the people of Jinguancheng will not be starved.

In such a situation, their tribe can indeed shift their focus a little, and they can do the rest of the things without staring at the food.

It's like looking for iron ore, mining it, smelting it, and then making iron tools with better performance and better use!

Steel is a good thing!

Before coming to this era, Han Cheng, who was accustomed to using steel and having steel products everywhere in his life, did not feel how important steel was.

But after coming to the primitive society, he really realized how important it was that he had been accustomed to it and didn't think it was important!

Iron and steel products can not only improve the efficiency of various things, but also can be made into weapons, greatly enhancing the armed forces of the tribe, making the tribe more powerful and rich.

After standing here and pondering carefully for a while, and making an estimate of the food stored in his tribe, Han Cheng gave the matter of finding iron ore to develop steel products.

After standing here and watching for a while, Han Cheng turned around and walked towards the tribe and began to arrange this matter.

Among the tribes, some people from the trade team, such as Mao and Xiong Youer, are packing up their things here, preparing for a new round of outgoing trade to bring back food for the tribe.

"Trade, when you go out this time, tell those who exchange with our tribe that in addition to food, stones, seeds, and cubs can also be exchanged for things from our tribe, and the rules are still the same as when they were in the main tribe......"