Chapter 133: Bronze

The reason why Ye Feng arranged for some Xingyue tribesmen to live in these houses was because he was annoyed by those hidden wrongdoers.

If you want to say what is the most complicated thing in the world, it is naturally the human heart, Ye Feng doesn't want the original version of lying on the salary to taste the courage to happen in his own tribe. Therefore, these people are deliberately arranged to play the role of surveillance.

After finishing these things, Ye Feng suddenly found that he had nothing to do, and was about to raise his feet to wander around the tribe, when he happened to meet the hunting team returning from hunting.

However, the hunting party did not have the joy of returning with a full load in the past, and they were all sullen.

"What's the matter, didn't you hunt any prey?" , Ye Feng took a step forward and said to Liu Junting, who was full of loss.

Liu Junting let out a long sigh and said, "We have already hit a prey, but we ...... We've lost a clansman! ”。 The second half of his voice was a little choked.

When Ye Feng heard this, he sighed, and suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart. No way, it's all too common for people to die in this era.

Liu Junting's words were like a basin of cold water that extinguished everyone who came to greet them, and the flames that ignited in their hearts made them feel sad for the death of this clan.

Ye Feng hurriedly asked Liu Junting, "How did that clansman die?" ”

Liu Junting replied: "After we left the tribe, we kept walking in the northeast direction, where we found a herd of wild goats, so we took it as our target, and shot five wild goats on the spot, and when we were about to carry the prey away, a saber-toothed tiger came out and fought with us for the prey, and then we had a fight, and the last one was not paying attention and bit our people by the throat." ”

After listening to Liu Junting's narration, Ye Feng was silent for a while and said, "You are all our relatives and brothers, I don't want you to have any mistakes. The next time you hunt, you must be very careful not to lose your life because of your carelessness. ”

Liu Junting nodded, took the team with some loss, and turned around and left here.

Ye Feng sighed again, turned around and returned to his sleeper, ready to take a nap.

The death of a clansman made the tribesmen extremely lost, and even the captives in the wooden flute house outside, no, they should be called clansmen now, and they also felt such a depressing atmosphere.

In a wooden room, several clansmen were discussing the unusual atmosphere of the tribe.

"Alas, you say, what's wrong with their tribe!"

"What is their tribe, it should be called our tribe, and such a big thing happened in the other tribe, why don't you know it?" , The person who said this cautiously glanced at the clansmen of the Xingyue tribe.

"Didn't I sleep all day, and now I just got up, I don't know if it's normal!"

"Well, while we were hunting, a clansman died!"

"What? They...... No, our tribe fights so hard that people will die in just a few hunts? ”

"Alas, this is perhaps, the enemy is visible when fighting, and those fierce beasts, he will quietly follow you, or hear your voice from a distance and smell your smell, when you are not paying attention, suddenly burst out, and you are already dead before you can react!"

The person who said this should seem to be an experienced hunter.

Everyone was discussing fiercely, and what they didn't know, the Xingyue tribesmen on the side glanced at them imperceptibly, and saw that they were not talking about a sensitive topic, so they withdrew their gaze and continued to be busy with his affairs.

Primitive people are accustomed to seeing life and death, and this oppressive atmosphere dissipates after two days of brewing in the tribe, and slowly returns to its original vitality.

Ye Feng was very pleased with this, in the past two days, no matter how hard he tried to persuade him, it was to no avail, and he was about to drive him crazy.

At this moment, the root of the tree held a golden slat, and ran towards Ye Feng in high spirits.

"Ye Feng, Ye Feng, look at it, the bronze, the copper-tin ratio of the bronze has come out for Mosuo!"

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment and exclaimed, "So fast? ”

Then I was taken aback by the way he looked, and I knew why he had figured out the proportions so quickly.

I saw him with black panda eyes, his eyeballs were raised high, and they were covered with bloodshots, which made people shudder when they saw it. His face was covered with dirt, and he didn't know how long he hadn't washed it, and the cheekbones on his cheeks were high and bulging, and he knew how many pounds he had lost at a glance.

"Tell me, how long has it been since I rested!" , Ye Feng felt distressed when he saw him.

The root waved his hand indifferently and said, "It's not a few days, it's only five days!" ”

"Five...... Five days! Ye Feng was speechless in shock.

As if he didn't see Ye Feng's expression, the root of the tree handed the long board in his hand to Ye Feng as if offering a treasure, and said, "I have figured out the best tin and copper ratio for bronze!" ”

Ye Feng took the long board he handed over, and then looked at the haggard appearance of the tree roots, he felt that this small long board was extremely heavy, and he reprimanded him for a long time: "Forget it this time, if you still fight like this next time, I'm not welcome, do you understand." ”

The root of the tree smirked and nodded happily, as for whether he heard it or not, only he knew.

Ye Feng then turned his gaze to the strip in his hand, in terms of appearance, it was no different from ordinary copperware, and in terms of color, it was close to the color of 18k gold.

Knocked it with his fingers, making a crisp and pleasant sound, as for whether this sound can identify the quality of a bronze, Ye Feng said: I don't know, I don't know.

Then Ye Feng slammed the slatted board to the ground, picked it up and didn't look at it, fell again, picked it up again, fell down again, picked it up again, picked it up again, picked it up again...... I don't know how many times it was repeated, Ye Feng finally picked it up, and actually observed it carefully.

There were no other scratches on the surface, except for some obvious scratches and dust on the ground.

Ye Feng nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's not bad, but this test is not rigorous enough, so according to this ratio, a weapon was cast for testing." ”

"So ...... board?"

Ye Feng thought for a while, waved his hand and said: "This board is still kept, after all, it is the first bronze of my tribe, and the commemorative value is great, so we will pass it on from generation to generation for future generations to admire." ”

Shu Gen felt that what Ye Feng said was reasonable, nodded, and asked again, "Then what kind of weapon are we going to make?" ”

Ye Feng took out a piece of animal skin, wrote and drew on it, handed it to the tree root, and said, "Just build it according to the weapon on it!" ”

The root of the tree unfolded the hide, looked at the object on the hide with a puzzled expression, but did not ask more, nodded his head, and was about to walk towards the industrial team.

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