For the effect of letting Senior Brother and them go to the north to bring back the remaining people of these tribes, Han Cheng had not expected it at all before.

He really didn't think about it in the long term, he just wanted to bring these people back as slaves in the tribe, so that the tribe could become stronger.

I really didn't think that these new slaves would identify more with the tribe because of this, and put a kind hat on themselves.

Alas, this is the benefit of their own tribe being too strong, even if they are slaves of their own tribe, it is better than their original life.

Alas, this person is too good, the tribe is too strong, there is no way, unintentional actions can have such a big unexpected gain, this is also very helpless......

In the office, Han Dashenzi, who had finally drawn the saddle figure, heard the news reported by the slave-born person from the grassroots after hearing the news reported by the slave-born person from the grassroots, and the smile on his face never disappeared, as if he had been blown by a fart.

The kind of look that is cheap and well-behaved, if you owe more beatings, you will owe more beatings.

Fortunately, the grassroots on the side didn't know the inner activities of their Divine Son, otherwise, the tall and mighty image of the Divine Son in their minds would collapse in an instant.

"Good job, you go and ask again, see who can recognize the way, find more people who can remember the way, let them go back with the team, it is best to find according to their original tribe, so that there is at least one tribe, so as to avoid which tribe will be left out......"

After getting cheap, Han Dashenzi, who was very stinky and beautiful for a while, affirmed what the grassroots had done, and gave him a new order, asking him to find some people who knew the way, and waited to go north with the senior brother.

After getting the affirmation from the Son of God, the grassroots seemed very happy, this guy who once drooled at the deer of the Qingque tribe and was taken back by the witch of the evil Teng Snake tribe has already become a real member of the Qingque tribe.

After smiling innocently, he went out very energetically and went directly to the slave courtyard to do what Han Cheng had just explained.

Han Cheng, on the other hand, stood up and stretched hard, thought about what the grassroots had just told him, and couldn't help but hey for a while again, and then went out to find a limp.

By this time, the sun had set, and it was time for the tired birds to return to the forest.

Not only the birds, but also the deer of the tribe and the large number of dogs that followed the herd returned to the tribe.

Not far away, there was a bleating sound, and from time to time there would be the sound of a leather whip breaking through the air, mixed with some shouting.

This is the old sheep, the people of the original sheep tribe, driving the well-fed flock back.

In places such as chicken pens and duck houses, some primitive women in the tribe took some children and put chopped grass mixed with some rapeseed and relatively shriveled millet into it, so that these guys could go to bed after dinner.

It is very necessary to feed the chickens, not only to grow meat, but also to allow the hens to lay more eggs.

Now, the chickens in the tribe have been domesticated from generation to generation, and they have basically no wildness, and their living habits are getting closer and closer to the chickens of later generations.

After a while, Han Chengcheng wanted to try to get a small number of chickens out of the chicken pen and put them in the yard to be free-range, to see if their wildness would return, if the wildness did not return, he would take more chickens out of the chicken pen for free-range.

After being free-roamed in the courtyard for a period of time to make sure that these chickens will not return to nature, Han Chengcheng will try to get them outside the courtyard to survive.

In this way, a lot of food can be saved for feeding chickens, and grasshoppers and other insects in the field can be effectively reduced.

Of course, there is also a premise for this, you need to put a fence around the vegetable garden of the tribe first, otherwise these fellows, who are also omnivores, will peck at the leaves of the tribe's green vegetables.

After standing here for a while, a person walked over not far away, one foot deep and one foot shallow, it was the lame that Han Cheng needed to find.

As for the fact that Miko was going to make two new tools that could be put on the donkey's back to make the donkey easy to ride, Lame already knew, and it was not long ago that Mao had told him.

As a skilled craftsman in the tribe who is as famous as Heiwa, such a thing is of course lame.

Therefore, after getting the news, the limp wandered around here, always paying attention to the movement here, waiting for Miko to draw the drawings of the tool.

At this time, seeing Han Cheng coming out of the room with the drawings in his hand, Lame naturally hurriedly greeted him, with impatience.

Han Cheng saw the limp walking over, and a smile appeared on his face.

More than ten years have passed quietly, it has taken away a lot of things, and it has left many things, but there are some things that cannot be changed by time, such as the lame never drops the chain.

After more than ten years have passed, the lame is no longer the one who needs to eat fish intestines filled with mud and sand when Han Chengcai came over, and he can't eat enough to satisfy his hunger.

However, the lame nature of grabbing a glimmer of hope and not letting go and working hard for it has not changed.

He looks a little old compared to before, and his hands have already been a little deformed, but he is still working hard for the tribe and for himself.

Originally, according to Han Cheng's meaning, these drawings would be shown to the lame tomorrow.

Because he knows that this guy who has always had the energy to work hard Saburo, after getting the drawings at this time, he will definitely step up his study tonight and sleep well.

But the matter of going north was to be carried out as soon as possible, so after hesitating for a while, Han Cheng still made the decision to show the drawings to the limp at this time.

It can only make the lame work harder.

However, the lame didn't feel half hard, and after coming to the front and taking the drawings from Han Cheng, he immediately couldn't wait to look at them.

Over the years, Lame has seen a lot of drawings from Han Cheng, and he has long been accustomed to this way of expressing tools with patterns.

At this time, it seems that it is not unfamiliar.

There are two drawings, one with a saddle outlined with lines, and the other with stirrups.

Oh, now it should be called a donkey saddle, donkey stirrups.

Compared to a complex saddle, a stirrup with a simple structure is much simpler.

Just by looking at the drawings, the limp already understood how to make something with such a strange name.

It can even be manufactured using several different materials and using different methods.

For example, rattan weaving, wood scalp rope, bone or stone tools, and bronze can all be used to make donkey stirrups drawn by Miko.

But the saddle with some arched upwards and some upturned sides at the front and back is not easy to make.

The lame took it and looked at it carefully for a while, the sky had already dimmed, and Han Cheng greeted the lame who was fascinated by squinting his eyes and looking at the drawings, and asked him to go to the house and light the lamp.

was shouted like this by Han Cheng, and he found that the sky had darkened.

As soon as the two of them walked into the room to light the lights, someone came over and called for dinner.

The lame hand held the drawings and didn't want to eat them, but such a thing would obviously not be allowed by Han Cheng.

As a person who came from the foodie empire, Han Cheng has always adhered to the principle that eating is greater than the sky.

No matter how busy you are, when it comes to meals, you have to find an opportunity to eat some food in a hurry.

So Lame had to reluctantly put down the drawings and go to the dining hall with Han Cheng to eat.

Because he was worried about the donkey saddle drawings in his heart, he walked very fast along the way, and even Han Cheng, a person with flexible legs, was about to be unable to keep up with his speed.

After arriving at the canteen and serving the meal, the lame eating was called a vigorous one, although Han Cheng had already told him that there was no need to be in such a hurry, and that it would not delay to eat well and then go to the drawings, but the lame eating speed still did not slow down much.

After eating a bowl of rice in a hurry, he put the dishes and chopsticks into the big clay pot, wiped his mouth with his hand, said to Han Cheng, and walked out of the dining hall towards the room just now, and continued to look at the drawings of the donkey saddle.

Han Cheng smiled with relief and helplessness, and also sped up some of the speed of eating, and also went to the room after eating.

“…… This thing can be understood as a stool, but the ordinary stool is placed on the ground, but the donkey saddle is actually fixed to the donkey's back.

But the truth is still much different.

I don't have many requirements for this kind of thing, one is that it can be firmly fixed to the donkey's back, the second is that it will not cause any harm to the donkey's back, and the third is that the person should sit on it steadily and comfortably. ”

In the room, the cripple carefully looked at the drawings of the donkey saddle, Han Cheng didn't understand what he didn't understand too much, and after explaining what he saw and heard, he explained the donkey saddle to the lame like this, and said his requirements for the donkey saddle.

Limp nodded vigorously.

"Okay, that's all for tonight, I'll do the rest tomorrow, hurry up and clean up and go to bed, and take care of your spirit to do things better, you can't stay up late."

After studying here for a while, Lame basically understood almost everything like a donkey saddle, which was a new object to him.

After figuring it out, he wanted to try it immediately, but was stopped by Han Cheng.

Rice needs to be eaten one bite at a time, and it is impossible to eat a fat person in one bite.

And the donkey saddle is not something that can be made by staying up all night with a limp.

Lame wanted to try to make this kind of thing, but Han Cheng said it so dead, he didn't leave him the slightest leeway, so he had to go to sleep obediently.

Looking at the lame who went to sleep, Han Cheng smiled with satisfaction, this kind of talent is a treasure for the tribe, and the lame is also an unobtainable talent.

Even if the team going north was to leave a few days late, Han Cheng was unwilling to cause some problems because of this.

"Daddy, Wash Your Feet......"

Back in the room where she lived, Bai Xuemei brought Han Cheng footwashing water, and Little Pea rushed to serve it when she saw this.

After bringing it to Han Cheng, he put down the footbath and shouted to Han Cheng to wash his feet.

The little apricot who didn't sleep on the side also learned from the little pea, and shouted vaguely: "Dad, wash your feet." ”

Being made like this by the two little guys, Han Cheng was full of smiles.

Reaching out and touching the heads of the two little ones, Han Cheng took off his shoes and socks and put his feet in the footbath filled with hot water.

Little Pea followed Bai Xuemei's example, squatted down to wash the feet of Han Cheng, who was a father.

The younger little apricot also followed her brother's example, squatting down a little unsteadily, putting her two little hands into the footbath and pulling wildly.

The feeling of his son and daughter's little hands touching their feet is soft, which is a very comfortable feeling, and Han Cheng's heart is warm when he is comfortable.

Maybe that's the joy of being a parent, children are naughty, but these children often do something that is particularly touching.

This is not the first time Han Cheng has washed his feet, nor is it the best foot washed, but it is the most memorable one for him......

In the room where the lights were lit, when Han Cheng was moved by what his children had done, the Tongshan residential area, which was one hundred and eighty miles away, had not yet begun to rest.

At this time, several bonfires were lit in the Tongshan residential area, and the firelight illuminated a large area.

The aroma of food wafts through the Copper Mountain residential area.

Everyone was enjoying the food, and there was a big smile on their faces, whether they were talking or not.

Of course, the people were happy, for at noon this day a member of the tribe of the Lord had arrived and told them the news of the safe return of the Son of God and his party.

At the same time, he also talked about the news that he had found a suitable south for the tribe to live in, as well as rice and sweet millet stalks.

For the Son of God's journey, the people living in the Copper Mountain settlement area were no less worried than the people of the main tribe.

At this time, hearing such news, everyone's hanging hearts were completely put down at once, and then they were filled with deep joy.

And then there is the current scene.

"Look, this is rice! The Son of God specially asked us to bring it here! ”

After a while, the man from the main tribe carefully took out a small package from his backpack, and after opening it layer by layer, two grains of rice and four grains of husked millet appeared in front of everyone in the Copper Mountain settlement.

When they saw this, they gathered around to see this new crop, which is said to be no less than rice in every way......

Unlike the Copper Mountain Settlement, which was lit by a bonfire, the slave courtyard of the Qingque Lord Tribe was already pitch black at this time.

However, although the lights have long been turned off and they have entered sleep mode, many people have not fallen asleep.

From time to time in the darkness, you can hear the sound of someone turning over on the kang.

Today, when the news came that the Son of God was going to send someone north to take over the rest of the people, so many people were so excited that after a day's work, all the people who had fallen asleep in the past were not asleep until now.

Especially those who have already been selected to go north with the northward team in the next few days, return to their original places of residence, and bring the rest of the tribe to live in the Qingque tribe, it is even more difficult to suppress the excitement in their hearts.

Many people couldn't help but think about the scene when they and the others followed the people of the Qingque tribe to the north, returned to the original tribe, and told the good news to the remaining people in the tribe.

When the time comes, the people in the tribe will definitely jump for joy, right?

When they thought about it, they felt that their hearts were on fire.

After coming to the Qingque Tribe, the leader of the Grass Tribe, whose sleep quality has not been very good, certainly did not fall asleep at this time.

It's just that compared to those who are simply happy and excited, the mood of the leader of the grass tribe is more complicated.

This time, as the team went north, the leader of the Grass Tribe was also selected for the new slaves who returned to their original place of life.

The reason why there is the leader of the grass tribe is not because she is a woman, but because when the grassroots came to ask who knew the way back and determined the candidate, the leader of the grass tribe was very sure that she remembered.

In fact, only the leader of the grass tribe knows in her own heart, and she is not particularly clear about how to go back.

But she was still very sure that she knew the way.

Because she desperately wanted to leave this rich, powerful, safe, but at the same time scared and powerless.

This time to the north, the leader of the grass tribe felt that this should be a very rare opportunity, an opportunity to leave the Qingque tribe and return to his own tribe to live.

So she didn't hesitate to do so.

Although he couldn't remember how to go back, the leader of the Grass Tribe was not worried at all.

Because she is not the only one who goes back with the team going north this time, she doesn't remember the way, the rest of the people can remember how to go, as long as she follows forward, she can return to the place where she originally lived.

And as long as he returned to the place where he lived, the leader of the grass tribe was confident that he would find the location of his tribe from there.

In this way, no one will find out that she doesn't actually know how to go this way.

If it was in the past, if she could come up with such a good method, the leader of the grass tribe would definitely be very proud in her heart, but now, she really can't rise to the heart of pride.

Because during this period of time in the Qingque Tribe, she has seen a lot of great wisdom, especially the Divine Son, which is like a mountain that weighs on her heart.

However, there is still some excitement, after all, not long ago I was worried about how to get out of here, and now there is such a great opportunity.

And he also caught it......

The leader of the grass tribe thought so in his heart, thinking about what he might encounter on this return, so that after a long time, he finally fell asleep......

"Knock knock! Knock knock! ”

A new day begins with striking iron.

After seeing the good use of the hammer made of meteoric iron, the second senior brother couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, and the next morning, he and Heiwa re-lit the iron-striking stove, and after the two pieces of meteorite iron were burned red, they took the meteorite hammer and started the iron-striking life again and again.

After such a sound, it was impossible to sleep lazily, so Han Dashenzi crawled out of the bed cleanly.

After washing, he took the little pea out of the tribe, and ran back and forth along the stone-paved road for a while, and after hot sweat soaked from his forehead, Han Cheng came back with the sweaty little pea that also ran.

After washing his face again, Han Cheng came to the tinkling blacksmith shop to see the second senior brother and the two of them striking iron here.

This time, what the second senior brother created was an axe and a chisel.

As before, when the tribe has good materials, it is necessary to prioritize the creation of a set of tools for carpenters and stonemasons.

When these tools are well built, the people of the tribe can make more useful objects.

It's just that these two pieces of meteoric iron have only been beaten once, and they look very irregular, and there is still a long way to go before they become tools like axes and chisels, and they need to continue to be burned by the fire over and over again, and hammered over and over again.

Han Cheng watched here for a while, rubbed his buzzing ears that had been shaken, and walked towards the carpenter's room.

Here's the carpenter's room, where there are a few other carpenters he brought out, who are busy.

The lame has been up for a long time, and even before the second senior brother and their blacksmith donkey have lit a fire, he has already begun to be busy here.

When Han Cheng came over, there were already three more pairs of stirrups in the carpenter's room.

One is woven from sturdy rattan, the other two, one made of wood and one supported by a mixture of bones and rattan.

As for the bronze stirrups, if you want the kind that is all made of bronze, you need Heiwa to make the mold.

Han Cheng picked up the simple donkey stirrups supported by three different materials, put his feet in them one by one and tried them out.

The craftsmanship of the lame is still as good as ever, and it is very comfortable to put your feet in.

While putting his feet in to see if they fit, he also tugged the leather ropes with both hands to check how secure they were.

The result is also very satisfying, and none of them were damaged by him anyway.

Of course, whether it is easy to use or not, you still need to make the donkey saddle and put it on the donkey's back for experiments.

At this time, the lame was there with a ruler to measure, and after the measurement, he drew a line, and then handed it to the cat's ears and several apprentices, and asked them to either cut it with a saw according to the line, or use an axe to flatten the high place.

The lame that has entered the working state looks like a master craftsman.

Han Cheng stood here and watched for a while, then left, not bothering them to work here any longer.

This is the benefit of cultivating talents in the tribe, many things just need to be explained, you don't have to do it yourself, it's very leisurely.

Otherwise, if he had to ask about everything, Han Cheng felt that if he didn't get it right, he would have to go in the footsteps of Prime Minister Zhuge Cheng, and it would not be fun at all.

In fact, Prime Minister Zhuge was still very able to delegate power before, but since Ma Tan lost the street pavilion, he had serious self-doubts about his ability to use people, and then he exhausted himself to death......