The morning breeze blows, and dew drops drips from the leaves.

From time to time, some birdsong can be heard in the distance, and it sounds very pleasant.

But it was basically suppressed by the bright and imposing cries of the big roosters in the tribe.

Han Cheng sat under the gourd vine of the tribe, feeling the freshness and tranquility of this early morning.

After a moment of stunned speech, he shook his head, stopped being stunned, and began to think about things in his mind.

Yesterday, the tribe asked a lot of questions about sailboats.

The problem of the weather vane has been solved by him.

As for the rest of the problems, some are due to the fact that the sailors themselves are not skilled enough to control the boats.

Some may be the sails are not reasonable enough, need to adjust the sailboat, these things in general, not particularly difficult things, more experiments, more adjustments, slowly can always find out, what kind of wind direction, what kind of wind, how high the sail rises, what kind of shape the hull to maintain to achieve the best sailing effect.

It takes a long time to accumulate and run-in.

But there's one problem that's a headache.

This problem is the problem of the steering of the ship.

This is a hard condition, and a new way needs to be devised to solve it.

Otherwise, it would not have been possible to rely on the existing methods of steering with oars in the tribe, no matter how well the sailors cooperated and mastered such techniques.

The two things commonly used in the tribe, the boat penny and the oars, have been proven to be unsuitable, and it is necessary to find a new method that is different from these two methods, but better than these two methods, in order to solve this problem.

Ever since this question was raised yesterday, it has embarrassed everyone in the tribe.

Even Han Cheng is the same.

Until now, I have not thought of a suitable way to solve this matter.

He, a man who had no professional knowledge in shipbuilding, and who was not even a monk halfway, was once again embarrassed because of this.

After sitting here and thinking about it for a long time, Han Cheng still frowned.

At this time, a red sun had risen from the east, and the red light was shining, but it was not dazzling.

However, this state could not be maintained for long, and it didn't take long for the red light to disappear and transform into a dazzling existence.

Han Cheng also rubbed his head and sat up from the bed.

Looking at the little pea that was still sleeping, and the sleeping little apricot and little yellow bean on the other bed next to him, Han Cheng made a sheet of linen cloth and covered them separately before he officially got up.

At this time, the army of the tribe harvesting crops had already begun to go to the ground.

Those who go early and have fast hands are almost already able to harvest the last round trip.

As the god son of the tribe, Han Cheng naturally has to do as much as he wants, as long as he wants to, he doesn't have to get up early and be greedy for darkness like this.

That's the benefit of being a big guy.

From yesterday to now, he has been thinking about the turning of the ship, and until now nothing has come of it.

Under such circumstances, Han Cheng was not in the mood to harvest the crops.

There are so many people in the tribe that there is no problem in lacking a harvest of their own.

After he washed up, he didn't use a towel to wipe his face, and walked out of the tribe with water droplets all over his face.

He wanted to change the environment, to think about it in a different mood, so as not to get into a dead end.

As soon as I walked out of the tribe and walked not too far away, there was already the unique fragrance of lotus flowers.

Deep water chestnut shallow rice, not deep and shallow lotus.

Such a poetic scene, the Qingque tribe has not yet been realized.

This is mainly due to the fact that there are no water chestnuts in the tribe today.

However, it has also achieved more than half of it.

After all, there are now two things in the tribe: lotus and rice.

And it's all already planted.

Han Cheng smelled the fragrance, and when he turned his head, he saw a lotus pond full of green leaves.

Without hesitation or pause, he walked in that direction.

The night of grace carried by the lotus leaves, looking at the lotus leaves, brought out a layer of hazy white, which made the lotus leaves look different from the verdant in the daytime, and there was more verdant.

On some lotus leaves, I don't know if they are shaken by the wind, or because they carry too much rain and dew, there is a pool of water in the center of the lotus leaves, like pearls.

Among the layers of lotus leaves, there are lotus flowers in full bloom, as well as lotus buds of different sizes and shades.

There are also large and small lotus pods that are already full, or are still growing.

On top of these things, without exception, there is morning dew, which looks like a beauty who has just bathed out and has not had time to wipe off the water droplets on her body.

Of course, there are a few other things that exist here.

For example, under the layers of lotus leaves, taking advantage of the silence of the early morning, quietly float to the surface and lean on the shore of the fish.

I don't know if it's because I've been kept in captivity in the pond for a long time, or because I've lived here since I was born.

This fish, which is about the length of chopsticks, is not afraid of people, even if he sees Han Cheng coming, he still stays here quietly.

"Wow~"

The fish, which seemed to be asleep, flicked its tail violently, splashed some waves, left some bubbles, and very decisively and quickly turned around and dived into the depths of the pond, and disappeared.

Han Dashenzi, who had just made a judgment in his heart, couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

In these years, even a fish is so faceless and unwilling to cooperate with the performance.

Complaining like this in his heart, Han Cheng was suddenly stunned, and his eyes were staring at the surface of the water to find the fish that had disappeared.

In his mind, the scene of the fish just now turning around and diving away kept flashing.

There seems to be some inspiration flashing in my head, something very important is about to come out, but there is always something missing.

Fish live in water, and the fish look extremely flexible when turning in the water, but it is done with a flick of the tail, which is very neat.

Tail flick......

Tail......

Han Cheng tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, grasping the inspiration and constantly thinking at high speed.

If the boat is also equipped with a tail, will the boat be able to turn very flexibly in the water?

Even if you can't be as flexible as a fish, it's still enough to use!

When this idea appeared in Han Cheng's mind, Han Cheng couldn't help but get excited.

Because he feels that he has found the key thing and has been able to solve this matter!

After thinking about it like this for a while, the excitement on Han Cheng's face gradually solidified, and his complexion began to become extremely complex and exciting.

After this kind of thing continued for a while, Han Cheng suddenly raised his hand and slapped it on his head a few times.

Very annoyed.

Han Cheng was indeed annoyed.

For not long after he remembered to put a tail on the boat through the tail of the fish to help it turn, he thought of some of the rest of the things with this inspiration.

The name of this thing is rudder!

Something specifically designed to control the direction of the ship.

Later generations of machines drove ships to basically use rudders, or similar things developed from rudders, to control the direction of the ship!

However, such a thing, this kind of very sophisticated thing that has already been applied by later generations, he himself didn't think of it before!

In this matter, Han Cheng's thinking fell into a misunderstanding.

It is a misunderstanding, but it is better to say that it is his life experience, which limits his imagination.

For boats, Han Cheng was most impressed and had the most contact with the kind of boats that were used to ferry people with oars and back and forth on the rivers in his hometown in later generations.

In the summer and autumn of some years, I can also meet some people who pay for such boats, and go all the way down from the upstream to the river section of their village, and go to the downstream reservoir area to look for their relatives who were washed away by the flood because of fishing and other things when it rained and flooded.

Of course, this is not the most terrifying, the most frightening thing is that when one of Han Cheng's cousins and some people in the village took advantage of the night net to collect the net at night, he felt that the net was extremely heavy, and he was overjoyed to think that he had caught a big fish, and then pulled out a dead body stuck in the net along the net......

Han Cheng's thinking diverged a little.

He shook his head, letting his mind return to the ship.

When I was a child, I came into contact with these boats, which were slid by hand, whether it was forward or backward, or turning, it was done with two oars.

The rudder was not used at all, so there was no rudder on the top.

As for later, Han Cheng also took a yacht twice, a scenic yacht with the lake as a tourist selling point.

But it didn't work, because he was always sitting in his seat, or standing there, and never got into the cockpit......

This is the main reason why he waited until he saw the fishtail and thought about it for a while, and then suddenly remembered such a thing as a rudder.

After a while, Han Cheng finally regained a lot of calm.

He no longer dwelled on this matter, but put all his mind on the rudder.

After staying here for a while, Han Cheng turned around and headed all the way towards the tribe, heading straight for the carpenter's room.

His face was filled with joy and excitement.

Of course, this is not because he will be able to reap the shock of the last wave from the lame and others immediately, but because this problem can be solved immediately, and his tribe's sailing ship will soon be able to become more perfect.

This kind of thing, just by thinking about it in the heart, makes people feel very excited.

All the way to the carpenter's room in a hurry, and when he was about to enter the courtyard of the carpenter's room, Han Cheng's footsteps stopped.

He stood there, tugging at his hand on his clothes a few times, and adjusted his expression very seriously.

After all the excitement on his face was contained, and he made sure that his expression and state had become very indifferent, he walked into the small courtyard of the carpenter's room with a calm step, pretending that nothing had happened.

"Son of God."

"Son of God."

At this time, the carpenters who needed to work had already gathered here and had been working here for a while.

Seeing Han Cheng, the big man in the tribe, coming over, everyone greeted them one after another.

Han Cheng smiled and nodded at them and continued to walk inside.

When he just walked in, Han Chengcheng had already seen a lameness.

Limp was sitting on the innermost chair with a backrest, looking like he was thinking about something.

The lame leg and foot have been injured, not only the lame leg has fallen, but the previous injury is also easy to hurt.

Now the age of the lame is not young, plus he has the spirit of desperate Saburo, all these years has been conscientious, forgetting to sleep and eat at the forefront of the most tribal carpentry, weaving these things, under the guidance of Han Cheng, the son of God, a person who created three schools in the tribe.

In this process, although the lame has made a lot of things that make people feel very praised, he is not without giving anything.

His body has dropped a lot compared to before.

That's why I often sit on a chair with a backrest.

Thinking seriously about the limp of things, it seemed that he heard some movement at this time, he turned his head to look over, saw Han Cheng who came over, was stunned, and hurriedly got up from his seat.

Even if he has become the boss of the tribe, and the god son has said more than once that he doesn't have to do this, but the lame is still stubborn.

Han Cheng was already used to being lame, and he knew that he would listen to what he said, and he would still do his own thing in the future, so Han Cheng didn't bother to say it, but hurriedly asked him to sit down.

I sat in another chair myself.

He knew that if he didn't sit, he wouldn't sit down with a limp.

"Do you have any thoughts about the turning of the sailboat? Are there any breakthroughs? ”

Han Cheng smiled and asked about the lame and the few people who were involved in the shipbuilding and gathered around after seeing him coming.

Hearing Han Cheng ask this question, everyone present looked at me, I looked at you, and then couldn't help but shake their heads again and again.

Even the lame in the chair is the same.

It's so hard that they don't have any idea at all.

After everyone shook their heads, they all turned their heads to look at the Son of God with anticipation.

After seeing everyone's gaze, Han Cheng cleared his throat slightly, and then said, "I have an idea, I should be able to ...... it."

The people who stared at him couldn't help but show a look of surprise and joy, and at the same time amazement.

The Son of God is the Son of God, and there is a solution to such a difficult problem so quickly!

Moreover, Miko is not specialized in carpentry, which is really amazing and admirable!

……

The wind was blowing gently, and the leaves of the trees in the courtyard of the carpenter's room were gently shaking and rustling.

The people in the carpenter's room gathered around a basin of water with half a basin of water and a fish......

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