It's just that the wheels and axles are very heavy together, and although the wood may be lighter after drying, Wang Lang doesn't have that much time to dry the wood now.

He remembered that he had read this information by chance, the wood used to build ships should be dried in the shade for at least 2-3 years, and Wang Lang couldn't afford to wait for such a long time, but direct drying may make the wood crack, it is better to use wet wood directly, anyway, there is enough wood here, if you are worried that the wheels are broken, you can get a bunch of spare ones first.

People looked at the rolling wheels, all curiously gathered around, this thing that took everyone several days to build, people have not had an intuitive concept in their hearts, seeing the assembled wheels, and looking at the carriage over there, people finally understood the value of this thing.

"Chief, with this thing, we can bring back more copper." Kong Yi said excitedly.

Wang Lang nodded and said: "Yes, with this thing, not only to transport copper, but the most important thing is that we can use it to transport grain, after all, we can't live by the river all the time." ”

"Where else can we be without the river?" Bark asked, a little confused.

Wang Lang said: "In the future, we will build a residential area on the side of the copper mine, so that it can save some transportation time." ”

"What about our drinking water, I remember there is no river." Bark asked.

Wang Lang smiled and said, "Have you forgotten that kind of tree that can produce water?" ”

The bark suddenly realized: "Yes, how did I forget this thing, the water in that strange tree is enough for us to drink for a long time, and if we dig a hole, we don't even need to build a house." ”

Just as the bark was getting more and more excited, several children who were watching the excitement suddenly pointed to the sky and said, "Look at the sky." ”

When people heard the sound, they saw a flock of geese-like birds flying south in a row in the sky.

Kong Yi looked at the flock of birds and said, "Every time you see these birds on the grassland, it proves that the rainy season is coming." ”

Wang Lang didn't speak, looking at the rows of geese flying in the sunset, suddenly a little sad, once in which world, every winter in his hometown can occasionally see geese migrating to the south, unconsciously came to this world for almost two years, two years to himself, almost can't remember what his home was like.

Looking at the geese flying farther and farther away, Wang Lang sang in a low voice: "

On the wild goose sky,

Pairs are lined up,

The river is long and the grass is yellow,

The sound of the piano on the prairie is sad,

To the south,

Flying over the reeds,

Where are the geese going,

In my heart is the hometown of the north,

Where are the geese going,

In my heart is the hometown of the north,

Hongyan North Return,

Take my thoughts,

。。。。。。

”

Although people couldn't understand what Wang Lang was singing, people could still feel the desolate and sad emotions in the song, although everyone didn't know why their leader was suddenly so sad, but they knew that it was good to stand quietly beside Wang Lang at this moment.

The wild goose gradually disappeared into the sky, Wang Lang sighed, the wild goose can find a way home, but he can't go back, put away the sad emotions in his heart, looked at the clansmen who silently accompanied him beside him, smiled, these unclothed clansmen around him, still waiting for himself to lead them, fight with the sky, fight with the earth, and feel sorry for themselves here, it is really a bit of a young man.

"Don't stand here, let's prepare dinner, for the sake of the upcoming success of the vehicle, let's celebrate it tonight, and everyone will eat corn porridge with an open belly tonight." Wang Lang said loudly.

When the people heard this, they immediately cheered, and after they had only tasted the corn porridge once on the first day they had been here, they had boiled a small amount of corn every day, and that little corn could only be drunk as soup, which was a little better than water.

Since Wang Lang spoke tonight and ate with his belly open, they naturally would not be polite to Wang Lang, the women excitedly went to make a fire to wash rice, and the children happily chased and played around the tribe.

Looking at the excited people, Shubark frowned and said to Wang Lang: "Patriarch, we don't have much corn, didn't you say that those are kept for spare?" What should I do if I am eaten out? ”

Wang Lang shook his head and said with a smile: "It's okay, let's make everyone happy, everyone is quite tired these days, I estimate that in two days, the fire will transport grain back, and then we will also plant corn here, as long as we hold on until the next harvest, we don't have to worry." ”

Seeing that Wang Lang didn't care about this, the bark also relaxed, he hadn't eaten corn happily for a long time, thinking about corn with cooked meat, his saliva unconsciously flowed out.

The next day, after the full meal of last night, the people got up early in the morning and were full of energy, Kong Yi led a deer, and took seven or eight people to cut down the hard trees, because this time the trees were thicker, and the heavy trunks could not be carried back by manpower, so they could only be dragged back by a giant deer.

Wang Lang let the bark continue to process the trucks, while he took the remaining people to cut the grass and shrubs to prepare for future farming.

In this season, the yellow weeds have gradually emerged green, and it is impossible to burn the wasteland directly, only after the weeds are cut down and dried, they can only be burned, and the shrubs that grow sporadically on the ground are also relatively hindered by cultivation, and must be cleaned up.

Now that the population of the tribe is increasing, for the sake of grain production, Wang Lang does not plan to use the previous method of sowing seeds at will, although it is not possible to do intensive farming, but it is still necessary to dig pits and bury seeds, fertilize and water.

The vitality of this primitive millet is so tenacious, it was sown indiscriminately before, and each mu of land can harvest about 200 catties, and if it is cared for, the yield will definitely be much more than now.

People cut off the weeds along the river with daggers and sickles, threw the cut weeds to the ground at will, and when they encountered bushes, they dug them up with shovels and threw them into the river, so that they could be washed away by the current.

Due to the large number of wild beasts hunted in the past few days, there are now few animals near the tribe, and only a few wild beasts will be brave enough to come to the salt lake to ingest salt.

The distance of the animals invisibly reduced Wang Lang and their troubles.

Due to the lack of sickles in the tribe, it took half a day for everyone to clear more than two acres of land, and this time Wang Lang planned to plant more than 20 acres of corn, which would take at least a week to complete with the current progress.

More than 20 acres of corn, even if there is an unexpected reduction in yield, only 100 catties are harvested per acre, so much quantity will not make everyone hungry, if you are lucky, the wind and rain are smooth, and the harvest season is enough for these people in the tribe to eat for half a year.