Chapter 42: A Rare Harvest
On the third day after the tribesmen came, Wang Chuan left five people to build a house with quick hands and feet, and the others went back early in the morning with pieces of meat on their backs. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Info The people who went back yesterday won't be able to come in the evening.
The bricks are dry enough. The work of building a house can begin. The lowest layer of the foundation is made of stones. After the stones were plastered with mud, they were piled with adobe bricks.
A small house of only a dozen square meters, under the command and guidance of Wang Chuan, one person mixed mud, two people moved bricks, two people built walls, and the progress was fast. In the evening, when another group of the tribe arrived, a wall no more than two or three meters high on all sides was built.
The reaction of the tribesmen to this kind of "cave" called a house that appeared out of thin air was novel. When I went to bed at night, no one went to sleep in the shack or grab the kind of warm hole, and they were all crammed into the mud hut without a roof and refused to leave.
Wang Chuan had no choice but to tear down a few shacks, ask someone to cover the fence on top of it as a roof overnight, and then spend the night in the house with a bunch of people.
When the second group returned the next day, the house had already been built.
The most indispensable thing in the mountains and forests is wood, so the beams of the house are all made of thick wood from Wang Chuan's waist. Before the timber was put on the shelf, Wang Chuan also roasted them and made them carbonized on the surface. Such wood is not prone to decay and is not prone to borers.
With such strong beams, Wang Chuan first asked people to put the fences of those shacks on top of the fences in order to make the roof stronger and more leaky, and then smeared a layer of mud on the fence. Later, a layer of thatch was laid, another layer of mud was smeared, and finally it was covered with a thick layer of thatch.
There are a total of five floors of the roof. Anyway, the beams are thick and strong enough, so this little weight is nothing. In this way, there should be no problem with the top of the house for three or five years.
The house had a low door, and Wang Chuan made a wooden frame made of bricks into the wall to make a window. Doors and windows are made of rows of logs. When blocked, the cold wind and wild beasts can be kept out.
In the end, there was a lot of adobe leftover, so Wang Chuan built a stove with a chimney in the middle of one wall, and built a fireplace with a chimney in the middle of the opposite wall. In this way, no smoke will be left in the house, whether it is cooking or heating.
The people in the tribe who have seen this house, except for Wang Chuan, have praised this house very much. They have never seen a house, and their feeling of this house is probably like the first time that later generations have seen a splendid palace.
Every time they arrived, they would go to the house to look and touch, and no matter how many people they were in it at night, they would sleep in it. If it weren't for Wang Chuan's urging in the morning, it is estimated that he would not be willing to come out.
Wang Chuan didn't know how they had such feelings for the house, he remembered that when they first prepared to build the house, these people were reluctant.
In his opinion, this house is really primitive enough, and it is okay to be a base for temporary accommodation. As for what's so good about this house, he really doesn't think so. Not to mention that this house is ugly, there are many problems. The adobe bricks are uneven, making the walls a little crooked. The cracks in the various walls are still large, and although some of them are stuffed with mud in the later stage, it is estimated that they are still easily hollowed out by rats and other things. Not to mention anything else, lighting and ventilation.
A few days later, the tribe finished moving elephant meat and prepared to evacuate, but many people were reluctant to leave. They found countless thorn branches and surrounded the house one layer after another. If Wang Chuan hadn't reminded him to leave a road for easy entry and exit, they would have even blocked the road.
Before leaving, even people like Bihu who have seen the world frequently turn back to show their reluctance.
The tribesmen were strict with their food, and when they left, the great mammoth was left with a white skeleton, so clean that even ants could not find a trace of meat on it. They brought back the mammoth's hair, skin, tendons, and grease back to the tribe.
Wang Chuan also felt that it was necessary to do so. The mammoth's long fur is tough and strong, impeccably braided into rope, and although the skin is heavy, it is really warm when made into clothes or vests.
As for the elephant tendons, they were scraped off little by little than a tiger. He was going to make a strong bow.
In the past few days, he has turned over the surrounding mountains and forests, and cut back trees of various sizes. He made these trees into the shape of flat poles, so that the tribesmen could bring back a lot of them when they carried things back. After he went back, he asked Wang Chuan to carefully teach him how to make a bow.
The people of the tribe also brought a lot of rope nets with them several times back and forth, and when they went to the salt mines to mine, they often went hunting by the way. In addition to elephant meat, the last group of people to return were not a few other beasts. As soon as this stronghold was built, it began to function. This made the tribesmen very happy.
Wang Chuan rode back on a baby elephant. It turns out that the baby elephant is a single-celled organism, and Wang Chuan only fed it for two days, and then he forgot all about the elephant's trunk. Since then, Wang Chuan seems to have become its mother, and it has almost never left behind Wang Chuan. When encountering all kinds of frightening dangers, he also called Wang Chuan first, and then stood behind Wang Chuan to hide.
What else do you have to say when you meet such a scoundrel, I said earlier that I will eat and drink it, and I will help Wang Chuan pull the plough next year. Wang Chuan had to take care of it every day to eat and drink, and when it was dirty, he had to bathe and comb it. When it's bored, make fun of it, pinch its nose, pat its ears or something.
But pulling the rope and pulling the plow or something also has to be adapted, isn't it? After Wang Chuan got acquainted with the baby elephant, he tried to drive it and try to ride it on its back. After all, Wang Chuan's weight is limited, and after three or five times, the baby elephant is used to having such a person as Wang Chuan on his back. It's just that there is still a little problem with the drive, it is used to following Wang Chuan, and it stands still when there is no one in front of it. Later, after many teachings, Wang Chuan was able to ride it, but he had to keep patting it on the back.
The tribesmen were once again curious about the walking carnivorous. They who never knew about animal husbandry felt that it was very miraculous that the fire warriors could actually let the meat go to the tribe by themselves. In the future, if you don't have anything to eat, just let the fire boy come out and ride some back, and there is no need to hunt.
After several days of trampling, the path in the forest was trampled out with my feet. I didn't have to climb vines and trees all the way, and there weren't many things on the last day, so I walked very easily. Along the way, Wang Chuan asked people to stop several times and repaired some sections of the road slightly, so that it would be more convenient for people to walk in the future.
Stop-and-go, it was also in the evening before returning to the tribe.
A huge fire was lit at the entrance to the cave. The tribe was waiting at the entrance of the cave, Wang Chuan turned over from the back of the little elephant from a distance, walked quickly to the mother, knelt down and said, "Mother, I'm back." ā
Wang Linger's "Historical Records of Female Officials" contains:
The king rode back on an elephant, and Yawang was very. Everyone was welcome. The mother and ancestor stroked his head and said: "My son is in the eleventh spring and autumn of the calendar today, and when he first went out, he killed the giant beast and got meat, so that the people in my department no longer have to worry about meat in winter." and the salt is not counted, so that the people in our department are not short of salt every day. He also built a strong stronghold, so that the people in our department often had meat to eat. Such deeds are comparable to those of my Father, and can be told to heaven and earth. ā
Wang Xun said: "At the right time, the child does not dare to take credit." When killing giant beasts, they are more fierce than tigers and are not afraid of death, and the bark of the tree is heroic, and they are all great achievements. The rest of the uncles and elders have worked very hard and are also credited. The child boiled salt without picking up grass and trees, and built a house without moving bricks and wood, what is the merit? ā
The crowd said, "Good." ā