"You're amazing!"

Jun Qianqian couldn't put it down, picked it up, flipped through and checked, the drawings she drew did not indicate the size, but this crossbow arrow is very small, and it is about to be counted as a hidden weapon.

The miniaturization of weapons sounds simple, but it is not so easy to make, and if the materials are not handled properly, they can become fragile toys.

But she plucked the string of the crossbow vigorously and felt the strength of the machine.

With the strength of this thing, it's absolutely okay to kill people.

"We made you a special arrowhead, and when we tested it, the crossbow arrow could shoot at least fifteen meters."

The size of the crossbow arrow is very small, only less than twenty centimeters, and if a small crossbow arrow wants to be fired far, the weight is definitely not too light, Daze extended the iron part to minimize air resistance and increase the range.

"The crossbow is okay, this arrow is really not easy to make."

This is their New Year's gift to Jun Qianqian, even if they have been preparing for a long time, only fifteen crossbow arrows have been made.

"Enough! It's not much more expensive! ”

Jun Qianqian held the crossbow in her arms, she liked it very much, if her quasi-head was practiced, these fifteen crossbow arrows would represent fifteen lives.

She's finally no longer a scumbag!

"The small *** is successfully made, and it is not a problem to make a large bow and crossbow placed on the watchtower."

The time when Luo Ze and Daze tossed was also very valuable.

"Do we still have enough iron?"

Jun Qianqian looked at this group of weapon maniacs, and couldn't help but be a little worried about the reserve of raw materials, in the spring, they also needed to make a zigzag plow, which was used to turn over a trench in the soil and chop up the original grass roots in the soil.

The soul part of the curved plow, that is, the plough at the bottom, requires a large piece of iron.

"The reserves of iron sand are enough for the time being, but after forging the curved plow, there shouldn't be much left."

Before winter, the tribesmen sifted all the sand, and the iron sand was now kept in warehouses, and the amount of raw materials was limited, and it was probably not enough to make any large tools.

"There aren't any minerals around the Purple Flower Tribe."

Jun Qianqian remembered the Baiyan tribe again, if only they also had iron ore and limestone mines.

But the two tribes are too far apart, and it is too unrealistic to transport such a heavy thing as ore by manpower.

Even though they are already the first of more than a dozen tribes in the south to have food and clothing without worry, when they think about it, everyone still has a feeling that they lack everything.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and the children also learn from Jun Qianqian, erect a branch on the table, and record the length of the shadow with charcoal every day.

"From now on, it will be the New Year."

The first day of the shadow from long to short is also the first day on the calendar, and every seven days are counted as a week, and every four weeks are a month, and a table is hung on the wall of every house, and the days are counted with great interest every day.

The coldest time has passed, and the footsteps of spring are near.

This winter, the Purple Flower Tribe survived again without accident, not only that, but the good news also kept coming, and several couples became in the tribe, and Ah Xia also successfully conceived a baby.

"Do they count as a campus relationship?"

Jun Qianqian gave several couples marriage certificates, only to find that these young couples were all sitting close to each other during class.

The first month near the water? Are you at the same table?

"It's still too little homework!"

Luo Ze snorted coldly, and a plan appeared in his heart to punish homework to death.

Even Kai'Sa, looking at the pigsty with joy and worry, doubled the number of piglets again.

"If it goes on like this, I won't be able to raise it."

Jun Qianqian's ears sounded the background sound of the commentary of "Animal World".

The boring winter is really a season suitable for falling in love.

This year's spring came very early, Jun Qianqian wrote the word "spring" on the calendar, and the weather seemed to get a signal, which once again kicked off the busy prelude.

Spring land, the upper layer is muddy, the lower layer is still frozen, last year we can only use stone knives and stone spears to turn the ground, this year there is a ditch artifact such as Quyuan plow, we have saved a lot of physical strength.

The curved plough needs one to pull the plough in front and the other person to hold the plough shovel behind, and the plough of this structure is easy to turn and easy to control the direction.

But even so, pulling the plough by hand is also a very heavy job, and even the physical maniacs of Purple Flower can't stand it, so Jun Qianqian has to find a way to improve it.

Otherwise, everyone is so tired that they are like walking corpses, and they don't know if they think that the zombies in the tribe are besieging the city, which is strange and scary.

"If only there were livestock to pull the plow."

Jun Qianqian took the absorbent cotton and cleaned the blood blisters on the shoulders of the tribesmen one by one, which were all ground out by hemp rope when pulling the plow.

But the oxen of this era are not used, and Kaisha's pig cannot be allowed to pull the plow.

"Whether it's a cow or a deer, it's too hard to control."

Raising livestock for labor was a new idea, but when the tribes met, everyone was worried about what livestock could be used.

Be good-tempered, eat less, have a lot of strength but not too much in size.

Jun Qianqian felt that this was too demanding, and it was estimated that it was more difficult than finding a partner on a blind date.

"If there is no purple flower nearby, it does not mean that there is no in the whole south."

Luo Ze decided to take someone to the bazaar to inquire, maybe other tribes have suitable options.

"I'll go too!"

Jun Qianqian immediately raised her hand.

"Don't, don't! You'd better stay in the tribe! ”

The morning and evening of early spring are very cold, and the trading team has to get up early in the morning to hurry, which is not like walking in summer and delaying time, just stay on the spot for one night.

"Wow."

Jun Qianqian was wronged into a dog and ignored the buns.

"We'll be back as soon as we can, and we'll take you there when it's warmer."

Luo Ze, who has separation anxiety, didn't want to be separated from her, but he also agreed with the advice of the tribesmen, it was too late for him to regret it.

"I see......"

Jun Qianqian nodded unhappily.

It's another year to go to the market, and this time Luo Zeqian told him that he hoped that the people would be optimistic about her.

"I'm not a prisoner, what do you mean to be optimistic about me."

Seeing that the clansmen were also nodding solemnly as if they were facing a great enemy, Jun Qianqian couldn't cry or laugh.

As the saying goes, there are only three things, she won't be so unlucky, and now that there is nothing in the tribe, he can rest assured that he will set off!

is always a little dissatisfied, Jun Qianqian still chooses to take care of everyone's emotions, obediently squatting on the ridge to watch the wheat seedlings, everyone has free time to work, and when you look up, you can see that she is staying there.

When they arrived at the bazaar, they quickly exchanged some necessities, and then they entered the whole of the trip, and began to ask what animals were near the various tribes.

But the people of the other tribes were very defensive.

What are they asking for this, is it possible that they want to rob their prey?

"It seems that you can't ask anything by asking."

Ana's head was a little dejected.