Within the tribe, Han Chengzheng commanded a lame stone knife and a specially rested wooden stick suitable for beating to split the severed mulberry trunk from the middle.

Lame these have been done very skillfully, although the tools are simple, but the superb technology can offset this shortcoming, and now the wood broken by him will generally not appear to be different from the upper and lower widths.

The wood was split, putting half of it aside, and under the gaze of everyone, Han Cheng found a piece of charcoal, and after grinding one end relatively sharply on the stone, he began to write on the other half.

The people were puzzled, why did the bow and arrow maker still write?

And this character is still written so weirdly, it looks very difficult to write, and the most proficient god son needs to be constantly erased and rewritten.

Of course, Han Cheng is not writing, but painting.

It is said that it was drawn, but in fact, the general outline of the bow was drawn on the trunk of the tree with charcoal, and then the limp was allowed to rest according to the line drawn.

It is difficult to give people an intuitive feeling of the bow as a brand-new and demanding thing, and it is better to draw directly on the broken trunk of a tree.

After drawing the outline, you just need to follow the outline for rest, which is very simple and not easy to make mistakes.

The idea is indeed a good idea, that is, Han Cheng's hands are not angry, he has never learned sketching and other painting skills in his previous life, and it is really not easy for him to draw the shape of the bow that exists in his mind.

Therefore, it can only be constantly altered, until the hands are covered with black ash and half of the trunk is blackened, and the outline of the bow finally appears completely on the half of the trunk.

By this time, however, the silhouette was no longer noticeable because of the charcoal staining all around.

And when it comes to resting in the future, it will be easily worn off, so Han Cheng put his hand on the fire and roasted it for a while, then withdrew it, picked up a relatively small stone knife with a frozen hand, and carved it along the outline of the trunk, leaving the outline firmly on the trunk.

After these things are done, the next step is the limp performance.

After getting a specific request from Han Cheng, he began to rest the trunk with a stone knife.

It is not easy to use a stone knife to make such a large trunk into a bow, even if the lame technique is good, it cannot be done very fast without a handy tool.

Han Cheng watched here for a while, remembering the charcoal burning outside, so he prepared to go out to have a look, although there was a chance that it would not succeed this time.

"Son of God, I ......"

He hadn't left yet, standing aside and watching the lame make bows and arrows until now, Senior Brother Sha, who had been thinking about it for a long time, finally opened his mouth.

He pointed to the other half of the mulberry tree trunk that was placed on the side and said his thoughts to Han Cheng.

Now in the entire Qingque tribe, the person who is most eager for bows and arrows can be said to be Senior Brother Sha, who continues to shoot at the target in the morning, so that he has a kind of love from the heart for this new weapon that has a bright future from the mouth of the Divine Son.

After Han Cheng began to prepare to make bows and arrows, he had been standing here and watching, and he felt that it was not too difficult, and the idea of making a bow and arrow himself rose in his heart, and once this idea appeared, it became stronger and stronger.

Han Shenzi, who already didn't have much hope for this kiln charcoal, naturally left the matter of going to see the charcoal very simply after listening to Senior Brother Sha's words.

When Han Cheng finished drawing the last strokes of the bow and arrow on the trunk, the weather had gradually darkened.

First, his painting skills are really flattering, in the hands of skilled people, it is just a few strokes, and it is extremely difficult for him to do it, and secondly, after Senior Brother Sha put forward the request of making his own bow and arrow, some people who are more enthusiastic about bows and arrows have also expressed the idea of wanting to make a bow and arrow.

Before, Senior Brother Sha and the others directly cut down a mulberry tree and came back, and at least they could cut out three sections of one meter and two trees, so after sketching these one by one, the sky was about to get dark.

Han Cheng washed his hands with warm water, and turned his head to look at the gate while drying his hands with the fire, thinking in his heart that he would wait for a while to see.

As a result, before he could dry his hands, the sound of finishing his meal sounded.

After dinner, it was already completely dark, and the cold wind was gradually rising, Han Cheng tightened his clothes, and finally walked to the room where the kang was burning, and ignored the earthen kiln outside the gate, which was already completely cold.

'When, when, when......'

In the warm room, there was this somewhat harsh voice.

Senior Brother, Lame, Senior Brother Sha, Yan and Heiwa were squatting on the aisle by the kang they were assigned to, holding stone knives and wooden sticks used for striking and beating them up and down, and there were tiny sawdusts that kept falling from the mulberry wood trunk under their feet.

As they struck, the mulberry trunk under their feet was very different from before, and gradually showed the outline of the bow body.

Among them, the carpenter with the fastest progress is the professional carpenter, not only because of his good skills, but also because he started at the earliest.

The room where the second senior brother lived was next to the room of senior brother Sha, and the second senior brother was lying on the kang against the wall at this time, which was very comfortable.

He turned his head to the side, and through the passage left behind, he looked at the back of Senior Brother Sha who was squatting on the ground and tapping the stone knife one by one, and smiled silently.

He trusts his arms more than these troublesome bows and arrows.

Thinking like this, he suddenly reached out to the side, and a half-grown child who was turning his head on the kang was carried by him through the low wall in the middle.

Looking at the child who was a little stunned by his sudden move, the second senior brother laughed and put the child back again.

He raised his arms, put them in front of his eyes, twisted his head to look left and right, and his heart was full of confidence, and he became more and more firm in his belief.

His strong arms are not comparable to something made of a bent stick or a rope.

He looked at it like this for a while, put his arms down, turned his head to see that Senior Brother Sha was still there, knocked it again and again, and couldn't help but shake his head, and then pulled his spouse to the side, and began to untie the rope on his body with his hands......

Senior Brother Sha, who was squatting on the ground, heard the primitive tune coming from not far away, but he didn't mean to turn his head and peep, for these, he could be said to have been accustomed to it for a long time.

At this time, his heart was on a log under his feet.

Limp looked at the bow that had been completed for the most part, put down the stone knife and the wooden stick, rubbed his somewhat sore hands, and began to sleep on the kang.

The rest of the people who wanted to make bows and arrows themselves also went to bed one after another, only Senior Brother Sha was still squatting there and tapping one after another.

Later, because the children were woken up one after another, he took these things and took the fire all the way to the cave that was no longer inhabited and completely empty, and lit a fire there, and then knocked it again and again.

Interest is the best teacher, the saying is really right, there is it, you don't need to be reminded by others, you can burst out with great enthusiasm.

I don't know when the wind outside stopped, and the whole world seemed to be quiet all at once, and in the sudden silence, there seemed to be some slight sounds.

The night is getting thicker, the firelight is not swaying, and the squatting people are striking the stone knives again and again, and the sound makes the night quieter.

After some time, the man finally stood up, took the bow and looked in front of him for a while, feeling very satisfied.

Then he put out the fire and made sure that there would be no flames, and then he walked out in the dark.

It was only then that I felt the exhaustion that swept over me, some numbness in my legs and feet, and pain in my fingers and wrists.

There was no darkness outside the cave, something fell into his neck, it was so cold that he couldn't help but shiver.

The first snow of the year, ...... fell

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