There are many places that need to be paid attention to in the construction of the bridge, and it is not as simple as laying out two stone piers and then putting a strong and heavy stone slab on top of it.

Among them, the prevention of soil erosion near the bridge is a very important thing.

If this is not done well, then over time, these bridges are likely to be washed away.

This is also an important reason why it was strictly forbidden to dig sand near the bridge in later generations.

Therefore, while Han Cheng was building the bridge, he also had two 'eight'-shaped embankments built with stones on both sides of the bridge to block the erosion of the earth bank by rainwater.

Compared with the earthen bank, the stone embankment is much more resistant to erosion.

In addition to this, Han Cheng also asked people to take a break from the waterway near the bridge according to local conditions, and strive to divert all the nearby water to this side and let it pass under the bridge.

In this way, the role of the bridge can be maximized.

After having everyone together and building two bridges together, Han Sung began to group the people who built the bridges.

It was divided into four groups and built four bridges at the same time.

This is done in four groups to maximize the efficiency of the work.

Because when all the people gathered together to build a bridge, many people were in a state of dispensability.

When the construction of the bridge was on the right track, Han Cheng and the group of people who built the Tongfu Inn came to the place where the Songlin Post Station was originally going to be built.

There are still a lot of pine trees here, and when the wind blows through the pine forest, it will make a 'whining' sound.

The timid should never stay alone in the pine forest when the wind blows, because the wind blows through the pine forest, and the whining sound between the shaking branches and leaves can scare the timid people into tears.

Even if I knew in my heart that it was the sound of the wind blowing through the pine forest, it would not be possible.

Many pine trees are very tall and leafy, and when you look inside, you can't see the edge at a glance, which is very suitable for the strongman to occupy, and occupy the mountain here as the king, and carry out the robbery.

However, in such an era, it is destined to not develop like that.

A Tongfu inn built here is enough to suppress everything.

If any tribe dares to guard the road built by the Qingque tribe without opening their eyes, and come to raid and rob the people of the Qingque tribe, the people of the Qingque tribe will definitely let them know what an organized raid and robbery is.

Finding the place where he made a mark last year, Han Cheng walked around here, and after carefully looking at the terrain, he found that this was still the most suitable place to build a house, so he gave an order.

With Han Cheng's order, these people who followed immediately took action.

The first thing to do is to cut down the trees.

It is impossible not to cut down the trees, because there are a lot of pine trees growing here, and there is simply not enough space to build the Tongfu Inn without cutting them down.

The felled pine trees will not be wasted, and many of them will be used as materials for the construction of the Tongfu Inn.

As for the rest of the small branches, they are also of great use.

After several years of continuous experiments and explorations, it has been discovered that the best wood used to make ink is pine.

The soot left at the bottom of the pot from the burned pine trees is oily and pure, and after being made into ink ingots, it is added to a rough inkstone made of stone and ground with water, which is the best for writing.

Han Cheng had already decided that after the Tongfu Inn was built, he would use the remaining branches and leaves to make some ink ingots here.

There is no need for mass production, the consumption of ink by the Qingque tribe is not large now, and making more at a time is enough for the entire tribe to use for a year.

However, when the tribe grew in size and the demand for ink increased, it was possible to build something here to produce ink ingots......

With the actions of the Qingque tribe, within the demarcated range, pine trees were cut down one after another, and the branches and leaves fell to the ground.

Some of the squirrels who used to live here had fled to the rest of the trees in panic before they were cut down.

Watch as the downed pine trees jump up and down the trees and scream, greeting the damned bandits in their own way.

But it was of no use, and the men ignored their jumping protests, and just went on with their business.

When one of the tribesmen thought that these squirrels were really noisy, he took a bow and arrow, and pointed it at it, and one of the squirrels fell down and lay motionless on the ground.

After discovering that it was not safe to stand on the tree, these squirrels, who had been making noise just now, immediately scattered and fled, and no one dared to make noise here.

In the evening, the hapless squirrel was roasted on a branch.

This is the fierceness of primitive people, no matter whether you will 'hush', whether you are cute or not, in their eyes are all vegetables.

Such a delicious and rare food, of course, should be enjoyed by the respected Son of God first.

The skinned squirrel's head looked no different from the rat's head, Han Cheng took it in his hand and looked at it again and again, but after all, he still couldn't get down to this mouth, and returned it to the guy who roasted the squirrel.

Han Cheng couldn't get this mouth down, this guy didn't care so much, and he and a few other people directly ate this unlucky squirrel.

One of them ate the squirrel's head, which looked like a mouse's head, and Han Cheng, who saw it, couldn't help but smack his teeth.

The next day, while the logging was still going on, some of them cut down the trees and carried them to the edge of the road, waiting for backup.

If this trend continues, it will take another three or four days at most for the foundation to be excavated and the houses can be built......

These roads, it is said that it is better to pave them all as stone roads, not only comfortable to walk, but also after they are paved, basically there is no need to worry about them.

No matter how heavy it rains in summer and autumn, you don't have to worry about the road surface being damaged by the rain.

Moreover, once the pavement is paved with stone pavement, even when it rains, you can still walk on it, not only people, but also donkey carts that pull heavy loads, at least without worrying about the wheels of the donkey cart getting stuck in the mud.

Han Cheng, who had been pulling branches with everyone for a while, was walking along the road where a lot of grass or small saplings had grown, thinking in his heart.

It's just that such a thing can only be thought of, because all of it is laid with stone slabs, which is too labor-intensive and time-consuming.

In places close to shale production, it is okay to lay some in a small area, and once the distance is too far, it will really take a lot of effort.

If it is still carried out according to the manpower invested last year, Han Cheng made a rough estimate that if he wants to pave the entire bronze highway with stone slabs, it may take two years to do it, except for spring ploughing, autumn harvest and winter.

Because it's too much trouble to transport the slate on the road!

Under the condition that the rammed earth road can basically meet the current demand, Han Cheng really can't make up his mind to do this.

Speaking of which, there are still some insufficient manpower!

Han Cheng secretly sighed in his heart.

It is true that over the years, the Qingque tribe has been expanding, and the manpower has been increasing.

But with that comes a lot of work.

In the past, the people of the tribe only needed to do two things: hunting, gathering fruits, and digging wild vegetables.

But now, the people of the tribe need to do more than before.

Moreover, with the continuous development of the Qingque tribe, many things are gradually developing in the direction of refinement.

Every refined thing needs someone to do and be responsible.

Under such circumstances, it is really a bit overwhelming for the tribe to transfer so many people and fight here.

Let's use the dirt road first, as for the stone road or the cement road, wait until the tribe becomes stronger and has more manpower and material resources, and then think about it!

Han Cheng stood here looking at the dirt road that had been built, and after thinking about it for a long time, he could only sigh and put this matter aside for the time being.

Pure slate, now can only be thought of......

"What's in your hand?"

After standing here for a while, Han Cheng turned around and returned to the place where the pine trees were cut down and the construction was carried out.

When I got there, I found that the guy who had shot a squirrel to death yesterday and eaten the roasted squirrel's head had his hands together and walked to the side with a happy face.

After Han Cheng saw it, he asked him loudly.

"Look, Miko! Delicious! ”

After hearing Han Cheng asking him, this person ran over happily, put his hand in front of Han Cheng's eyes, and took the hand on it away with a look of offering treasures.

Han Cheng's gaze followed over, and several balls of pink meat appeared in this person's hand, which looked very similar to mouse cubs that didn't have much hair.

"Is this a squirrel cub?"

Han Cheng vaguely guessed and asked out loud.

"Uh-huh,"

The man nodded quickly.

"I just cut a pine tree, and after it was cut off, there was a hole in it, and I pulled out the pine nuts from it, and they were.

Shenzi, the little mouse baby is delicious, this one looks like it, it must be delicious! ”

The guy snorted as he spoke, looking like he couldn't do it.

Han Cheng couldn't help but sniff, can you not be so tough? Can anything go down to your mouth?

"Don't eat this, give it to me."

After Han Cheng thought about it, he said out loud to this murderous guy, and asked a few pink little guys over.

This guy swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva at the four squirrels in Han Cheng's hand and continued to work.

The four little squirrels were not big, and none of them opened their eyes, and after Han Cheng held them in his hands and looked at them for a while, he decided to raise them.

Of course, only God knows if they can feed them, after all, these little ones are just too small.

He found soft dry grass and put it in a clay pot, made a nest for them, and put them inside.

Maybe they were hungry, and a few little ones who didn't open their eyes moved slowly inside.

One of them was still choking on the tip of the other's tail, and the two little ones were holding onto it, and they were eating hard.

Do you catch a female squirrel and feed them? Or put them back into the pine forest and see if their parents will come looking for them?

After staring at them for a while, Han Cheng finally decided to send them to the forest to see if their parents would come to look for them.

Because the cubs of these little squirrels are so small, it is too difficult to feed.

It's not easy to catch a squirrel, and it's a squirrel, and it's a squirrel.

After such an idea arose, Han Cheng took the four squirrels and walked deeper into the pine forest.

After seeing that the surroundings were quiet, they stuck on the pine branches along with the clay pot, and then quietly retreated.

After waiting for about an hour, Han Cheng returned and stood on tiptoe to look into the clay pot on the branch, and found that the four little squirrels were still inside.

Their parents didn't come looking for them, and it's possible that the one who was shot and eaten yesterday was their mother......

However, now the four squirrels can only be called three, because one of them is dead, probably starved.

After all, it's been a long time since the tree was brought down.

Throwing away the dead one, Han Cheng walked towards the hot construction site with the clay pot.

The remaining three squirrels, he decided to try to raise them himself, if he put them down, he was afraid that they would all die directly.

After going back, Han Cheng put the clay pot on a tree stump, and after handing over to the Fu generals who followed him not to eat them, Han Cheng walked to a deer in the tribe with the bowl......

To say that these deer in the tribe are really pitiful, not only have to work, but also have to be nurses for so many people.

It's not enough to just give it to humans, but now it needs to be given to squirrels, which is really a bitter tear.

But they're relatively lucky.

When Han Cheng was in later generations, he saw something even more tragic.

Where he lives, every evening, a woman drives a battery tricycle to sell fresh milk.

Of course, there is nothing cruel about selling fresh milk, but if you sell fresh milk at the same time, you are still pulling beef in the car and selling beef, then things will immediately become unusual......

After milking half a bowl of deer milk, Han Cheng poured it into a clay pot to heat it up and let it cool to feed the three surviving squirrels.

Without a bottle, it's not an easy job.

After Han Cheng tried several methods, he finally adopted the method of blowing it inside with a thin, hollow grass stalk.

After a while, they were fed.

The rest of the deer milk was not wasted, and was fed by Han Cheng to the lucky generals who had been squatting aside and waiting for a long time.

The well-fed little squirrel is as honest as the well-fed and asleep baby, no longer arching with his eyes closed, but sleeping together and snoring.

Han Cheng looked at it for a while, then got some soft hay to cover them, put them on the stump, held Fu Jiang's head, pointed to the squirrel inside for it to see, and once again explained that he was not allowed to eat them.

Then Han Cheng went to do something else.

Fu Jiang squatted here in front of the stump, and sometimes he would stretch his neck and sniff vigorously on the edge of the jar, and when other dogs came, once he got close to the clay pot, Fu Jiang would make some low whining sounds.

As soon as such a sound sounds, the rest of the dogs will leave the place immediately.

Three days later, the place was completely cleared, and the tribe began to dig the foundations to build houses.

Heiwa also took a few people who were good at making pottery, and built a kiln for burning tiles not too far from here, and made tiles with mud there, and when they dried, they would open the kiln for firing.

Before building the kiln, Heiwa first used the clay and a little mud to pinch out a simple small pottery bowl, dried it with fire, and put it into a simple small kiln to burn.

After testing and confirming that the clay was suitable for firing pottery, the construction of a large kiln began.

Unlike the tribes, the clay-fired pottery here is red and looks beautiful.

As everyone continued to get busy, the foundation of the Tongfu Inn, which was used as a post station, was excavated, and the ground was gradually built.

The structure of Tongfu Inn is very simple, sitting on the north and facing south, five houses are built, and a wall is built outside the house, with a total area of about two acres.

When the houses were built, three of them were built with earthen kang for the people to sleep and rest at night, and the other two for the cattle to rest.

Of course, as long as there is no wind or rain or other weather, there is no need to lead the livestock into the room, just enclose it in the yard.

As the houses and walls in the flat land grew and changed, the three squirrels in the jar that had been fed with cooked deer milk by Han Cheng.

With the passage of time, these little guys, who were originally red and gave people a translucent feeling, gradually grew some fur on their bodies, and at the same time, they were much larger than before.

Now they have their eyes open, and they are very cute and fluffy.

Whenever Han Cheng came over to feed them, they would open their mouths on their own and hold the grass stalks with their two front paws, eating very sweetly.

Moreover, sometimes he would jump on Han Cheng's palm, squat on it, tilt his head to look at this daddy, and the fluffy tail, which was clearly different from the mouse, dangled behind his body, which looked very rare.

When the entire Tongfu Inn was built, the three little ones were a lot bigger than before, their physique became bigger, and they became more lively and active than before.

My favorite thing to do is to jump on the body of the lucky general and arch back and forth in hide and seek.

Sometimes Fu Jiang will suddenly open his mouth to bite them, but they have been in constant contact with Fu Jiang since they were young, and they will not be afraid of Fu Jiang's move.

When they were gently bitten into their mouths by General Fu, the four little paws were constantly bouncing there, and the big tails were also shaking, and the reaction was the same as when Han Cheng gently scratched their little bellies with his fingers, as if he was laughing.

When Fu Jiang loosened his mouth and put them on the ground, these little guys would run to Fu Jiang's body again, often tossing Fu Jiang into a loveless and indifferent face.

Therefore, now that Fu will travel, it is common to have a squirrel squatting on the top of his head and two squatting on his back.

The rest of the dogs in the tribe, seeing that these three squirrels were like this in front of their boss, naturally did not come to provoke them.

Of course, these three squirrels are not all naughty, and sometimes they will use their two small paws in front of them to hold the pine cone that they have worked so hard to find to Fu Jiang's mouth, and give their best food to Fu Jiang to share together.

If the Fu Jiang doesn't eat it, they can't hold it and lean it into the Fu General's mouth.

Poor Fu Jiang, after learning to be a vegetarian with Han Cheng, an unreliable master, has now learned to eat pine cones with the efforts of a few little squirrels......

"Bang ......"

As the sound of the axe beating the chisel sounded, the slag of wood that had been chiseled by the chisel fell to the ground.

The words on the wooden board gradually appeared.

After the chisel was completed, Han Chengcheng dipped the brush in ink and carefully traced along the traces of the chisel.

After descripting it, the four words of Tongfu Inn immediately became eye-catching.

Of course, the blue finch in the middle of the 'Tongfu Inn' has also become eye-catching.

Nowadays, the people of the tribe, whether it is painting, simple embroidery, or carving, are very proficient in the blue finch, and the blue finch made looks lifelike.

Without him, it's just that I practice a lot.

After the ink dried, Han Cheng carefully wiped the plaque twice with tung oil, and after it was dried, it looked very energetic.

Especially after hanging it on the gate of the courtyard wall, it looks even more imposing.

The newly built Tongfu Inn looks very good, especially the overall red roof, which looks like it has been coated with a layer of ruddy by the afterglow of the sunset, which is very beautiful.

At night, Han Cheng deliberately slept on the kang.

The door of the outer wall is inserted from the inside, and the door of the house is also inserted from the inside, which immediately gives people a sense of security.

This sense of security cannot be given by a humble camp built with tents.

After staying here for another two days and taking care of all the corners, Han Cheng and these people walked along the road towards the original Wild Duck Post Station, preparing to build the Dragon Gate Inn there.

And the same people who built the bridge and repaired the road are now also building bridges here.

It is more difficult to build a bridge here than in the previous place.

Because the bridges built in the rest of the place are basically dealing with those seasonal flow ditches, and here, the bronze highway actually crosses several streams.

However, after such a long period of construction, these people in the tribe have a lot of experience in building bridges, and although it is more difficult to build bridges here, it is still difficult for them.

As long as you make more efforts and are willing to work hard, you can always build these bridges.

The terrain here is mostly flat, and the vegetation that grows is mainly weeds, and there are not many tall trees, so it is relatively easy to clean.

After coming here, it only took one day for the construction team to clear the place where the house was built......