Chapter 21: The Thirteen-Day Model Village (2)
Those foundations that are more than a foot deep are even more formal, anyway, in Chen Jian's opinion, these houses are to be warehouses after all, and they don't need to work too hard.
Now it's built to protect it from the wind and rain, and it's shocking enough for a tribe who has never seen a house. A person who spends his days on wild vegetables and bran doesn't he think it's a delicacy in the world if he gives him a nest.
The wish should never be too far, and the clansmen should be able to see and touch it in a short period of time, so that they can make progress little by little.
Even if it is so improvised, in Jian Chen's opinion, time may not be enough.
After resting for a while at noon, the wolf skin arranged for Chen Jian to go to a forest in the upper reaches of the Cao River, and asked him to take ten men and ten women to cut trees, men to cut trees, and women to prune trees.
"You tie up the repaired trees with ropes and put them in the river to float down, they don't need to be too thick, just the thickness of your arms. Don't be too long, there are three of you who are as long. ”
The wolfskin's eyes lit up, and it was a good idea to float down the water, which would save a lot of effort. The area is full of barren grass and low trees, not straight at all, and the wooded places are far upstream.
"By the way, also, pick up a few birch barks, the bigger the better."
After the wolf skin was gone, the remaining men continued to dig the pit and dig the foundation, and he took the women to cut down some low trees and dry firewood, and piled it up by the river under the cliff.
A fire was lit, and Jian Chen left a few people to watch and add firewood and grass to it, and he took the rest of the people to cut the grass with stones.
A death scythe was tied out of a large stone chip and wood, and with a strong swing, more than half a meter of tall grass was brought down.
My mother and her sisters laid the rope on the ground, piled the grass on the rope, pulled it hard into a roll, and carried it back.
Estimating that the time was almost up, he returned to the cliff, and the rocks on the cliff were already scorching.
Taking advantage of the high temperature, they poured the cold river water on the rock wall.
The gurgling sound kept coming, and what was originally a large piece of rock exposed the cracks, and the cracks that were already cracks fell apart, smashed lightly, and rumbled and scattered all over the ground.
The gravel was put into wicker baskets, and one basket was more than 100 catties. Two people with little strength carried it, and one person with more strength carried it on his back, and walked towards the hot place hundreds of meters away.
In the afternoon, four one-foot-deep foundations were filled with gravel, and the backfill was covered, first with the feet of the people, and then continued to backfill until the feet could not move, and then smashed with vertical wood.
In the evening, the sound of a wolf's skin covering its mouth came from the river.
The bundled logs floated down from upstream, and when they approached the riverbank, the clansmen pulled ropes together and dragged the logs to the shore.
Loosen the rope and let Yu Qian'er count how many they are, and write them down on the birch bark with charcoal.
Yu Qian'er counted for a long time and told her brother that there were two ninety-nine in total, and there were sixty-seven more. She didn't know how to count a hundred, so she had to write it down in this awkward way.
He carried the wood to the shore a little further away from the river and left it there to dry. Look at the sunset on the horizon and tell the people that they can rest today.
So dozens of birch bark boats shuttled on the water surface at the same time, accompanied by the birds returning from the night back to Luodao.
Dinner was dried fish and smoked pork, and some people snored slightly around the fire after eating, and they were really tired for the past two days.
If you want to enjoy the happiness of civilization, you must first bear the pain of civilization, and this is only the beginning.
It's a pity that there is no alcohol now, otherwise I am so tired, and it is a great pleasure to drink a glass and then go to sleep.
The wolfskin fell asleep with a dried fish in his mouth, and he himself cut down more than forty trees and two stone axes that day, and his arm was so shaken that he was still convulsing while eating.
Let Yu Qian'er cover the sleeping cousins and uncles with furs, and take the women who still have the strength to continue weaving wicker baskets.
This time, the basket is very small, and then a funnel-shaped thing is woven with wicker, and the small mouth of the funnel is inserted into the wicker basket, and the mouth is facing outward.
A few pebbles were placed in the basket, a piece of slightly smelly meat was placed, the wicker funnel was fastened, and the rope was tied to the river, and all of them were thrown into the river in the distant reed pond, and the rope was bolted to the wood when it came out of the water.
"Tomorrow morning, when the sun comes out, go and take out these baskets, and there will be fish in them."
Chen Jian said like a magic stick, but he couldn't support it anymore, so he found a place to fall asleep. Leaving a group of aunts looking at each other, can the fish run into their hands by themselves?
Early in the morning of the fourth day, Jian Chen woke up to find that he was covered with a sheepskin. Yu Qian'er slept on his calf, no wonder he dreamed at night that his leg was crushed by a stone......
Gently hold up Yu Qian'er's little head, put a sheepskin underneath, and get up quietly.
Wake up the men and signal them to go to work before breakfast.
Status is earned, and if you want to count it in the future, you have to work hard now.
Although the men still don't understand this truth, they also feel that it is natural to do some heavy work, but now the home promised by Chen Jian is still a dirt pit, and they have lost some momentum.
When they sailed to the opposite shore, they chose sixteen thick logs, and carried them one by one to a flattened foundation.
Chen Jian planned to build the first batch of houses with earth, because it would be too troublesome to burn bricks or drag mud.
The adobe house can also be regarded as the traditional culture of China, but I don't know when the life of this low-level character was expelled from the traditional category, and only the carved railings were left to paint the spring and snow.
Mencius? "Tell the World" once said: Fu said that it was lifted between the plates. This version of the building is the way Chen Jian wants to build a house. If you go directly to the brick house, how many years later, I am afraid that there will be a good sentence in the brick kiln.
Build the plate and build the plate, first build the version and then build it.
A pit was dug on the outside near the right angle of the foundation, and thick wood was inserted into it as the base of the column.
The slender pieces of wood were then tied layer by layer with rope to the two pillar bases to form a wooden wall.
A parallel line was also built on the inside of the foundation parallel to the wooden wall, leaving a gap of about a foot between the two wooden walls.
After all the bundles were tied, the sun rose very high. Bursts of smoke rose from Luodao, and occasional slight laughter could be heard, but it was blown away by the wind, and it was not really audible.
"I'll come back after dinner."
The clansmen were also hungry, but Wolf Skin and Song waved at everyone and said, "You go back first, and I will tie these ropes tighter." Just leave us both a boat. ”
Jian Chen snorted and took someone back first.
The island was already in a commotion, and before it could be landed, several women came around and shouted, "Healthy! Healthy, there are really fish in the wicker basket! Old grandmother asked me to ask you, what about this wicker basket? ”
"Put some minced meat and bones and throw them into the river."
Facing the answer from more than ten meters of water, several women answered and hurriedly ran to the river.
Dozens of fresh fish are roasting on the fire, these days I always eat dried fish, and the river is so wide that there are no stones to fish, I really miss the taste of fresh fish.
This fishing was magical in the eyes of the people, no need to go into the water, no need to carry stones, the fish ran into the wicker basket on its own? I'm afraid that if this continues, one day when I sit by the fire, food will fly into the clay pot by itself......
Yu Qian'er shook her two pigtails and asked, "Brother, brother, I know that this fish wants to eat meat before going in, but why don't they run out?" ”
Chen Jian spread his hands and said, "How do I know, maybe I'm lost inside, right?" ”
"Not really, there must be a reason." Yu Qian'er pouted, feeling that her brother was teasing herself, but she couldn't figure it out.
However, in fact, the wicker basket is wide inside, and the funnel mouth is too small, and when you go in, you drill from the big hole to the small hole, and when you go out, it will be troublesome. If the fish can figure it out and figure out that little hole is the way out, then the IQ will be 80, and it is obvious that they are not smart.
Counting the dozens of fish was not enough for the clansmen, the smarter clansmen saw that there were really fish in the wicker baskets, and began to weave again.
This is a shot in the arm, making these tired clansmen feel that Jian Chen's promise is a little closer, so that they will not only see the pit and see no hope like yesterday.
After eating breakfast and regaining strength, all the dozens of light and strong people reached the other side of the river.
In pairs, wicker baskets were poured into the gaps between the two wooden walls, and the men rammed the thick wood to make it stronger.
There are more than a dozen people on each side of the four walls, and the earth dug out of the pit is next to it, and the back and forth is very fast.
But soon the uncle stopped and asked, "Jian, these four sides are surrounded, how can we get in?" ”
In a word, the clansmen were all stunned.
Jian Chen patted his head, he was so busy that he forgot about the doors and windows.
"Tamp first, don't ram this side of the grass river. Uncle, you come with me, and a few of you. ”
A few people casually clicked, and a few people wiped their sweat and followed Jian Chen to the river.
After choosing a few pieces of wood, Jian Chen estimated the size of the door and measured the distance with the rope.
Nowadays, there are no nails, and the door frame can only be made of mortise and tenon structure, which can be simple or complex. Complex can build a hundred-foot tower without half a nail, and a simple door frame is more than enough.
Tenon, intuitive understanding is that the convex insertion is on the top of the concave, into the day or mouth, there is no such thing as a horizontal look at your technique.
First, peel the wood, rest and level it with a stone axe and stone knife, and measure the position of the rope. A simple stone chisel was used to dig out an eye, which was the upper beam of the future door frame.
The other two pieces of wood carved a protrusion in the cross-section to flank the door frame. I called my uncle because he was the best stone polisher in the tribe before, and he was the one who made the hole in the shoulder blade.
The tool is not in hand, but fortunately, it does not need too high precision, and after working for a long time, it is finally finished, and after the tenon is closed, Chen Jian asked: "Do you understand?" ”
"Understood, it's the same as punching holes in a stone and stuffing sticks into it." The uncle glanced at it a few times and gave an accurate definition.
"Okay, uncle, you take these people to do this, and we'll go to work first."
The uncle hummed, shook the wooden frame with his hand again, was quite satisfied, and asked a few more questions.
Before Jian Chen could answer, he heard someone above shouting his name, so he had to hurry back.
The first house had already taken shape, and the three walls were half as tall as a man, but now it was a hassle to fill it with earth or rammed earth.
When he was in trouble, he naturally thought of Jian Chen, so he called him.
scolded hatefully that he didn't care about the future, hurriedly tied several pairs of dangling ladders with rope and wood, and made two simple scaffolds that were absolutely reported in his previous life, and then continued.
Sixty or seventy people built a house very quickly, and soon the door and window frames made by the uncle were also taken, and the front wall was officially started.
The door frame was fixed and the soil was filled, and the door frame was squeezed with dirt, and in the afternoon the large frame of the first house was made.
The south wall is one meter higher than the north wall, and the wood is densely placed across the roof, forming a slope that is high in the south and low in the north.
Fill it with a layer of soil, cover it with birch bark, and pour pine resin on the joints.
Then he took a few people to step on the wood on the roof of the house, and spread the grass that his mother took people to cut back yesterday layer by layer, layer after layer.
Super absorption, three-way leak-proof, as long as it is not a heavy storm, the rain will flow down the thatch, even if it is saturated and there is a layer of sloping birch bark.
The sun was almost setting, and the clansmen who couldn't go up to the roof covered the sun with their hands, and looked at a few people laying roofs on top of it, and their hearts were indescribably shocked.
The children who were playing in the distance also gathered around and looked up at the thing called "house".
Even if the grass clippings blown by the wind blinded his eyes, he just rubbed them casually with his hands, but he was reluctant to turn his head away, as if he was afraid that he would never see it again.
On the roof, Chen Jian and others were bathed in the setting sun, and the shadows merged with the house.
After laying the last layer of grass, I pulled up a log and pressed it, and sat on the wood on the south side of the thatch, and took a breath, and my legs naturally hung down and shook slightly.
In the vast wilderness, the first creation beyond nature appeared.
It is not perfect, but it is the first declaration of man's conquest of nature: we can no longer be afraid of wind and rain in the plains, and we no longer need to hide in caves made in heaven.