Ploughing is naturally not something that can be completed at one time, so Song Xuan's idea is that he can use a relatively less fragile wooden plough for the first time, so that it will not be broken because it touches something hard, so that it cannot be used.

The first time to open up the land is always the most difficult, and it is impossible to achieve the ultimate perfection, especially in the face of hundreds of acres of land, so Song Xuan does not expect to do it well, as long as the surface of the land can be turned over and the rice can be planted more comfortably.

The production process of the straight plough did not encounter too difficult problems, of course, this is also related to the fact that the design structure is relatively simple, Song Xuan does not know what will happen after going to the ground, which can only wait until the snow melts next year.

Now it's more like a technical reserve, and at the same time make some major accessories out, so that if the experiment is feasible, it will be able to be assembled next year.

Although the wooden plough shovel has not yet been made, but the level of the stone class is not too big, Song Xuan is now thinking about making the Quyuan plow, the biggest difference between the Quyuan plow and the straight plough is the change of the Yuan, one is straight and obliquely upward, the other is bent forward, the curved Yuan is easier to exert force, and the effect of plowing is naturally much better.

Although he knows the principle, he has also seen the general shape, but what exactly should be bent into, Song Xuan is not very clear in his heart, and now he can only get some wood to come over and experiment, fortunately, now the tribe has a fairly mature level of bending wood, and after making so many bows, now what kind of effect can be achieved by bending the wood into what kind of shape.

However, although there is a lot of wood in the tribe, most of it is dry, and the best way to bend it is while it is still wet.

Although it was snowing heavily, it wasn't too much of a hassle to go out and get some arm-thick logs.

As soon as Song Xuan stepped out of the courtyard gate, he saw several people squatting next to the trees, holding a long rope in their hands, and at the end of the rope was connected to a standing branch, which was supported by a basket used every day.

This is still the bird catching method that Song Xuan said to them last winter, I didn't expect it to be used this year, compared with using a catapult, this bird catching method is more relaxed, and the efficiency is also higher, usually you can get several at once.

He tiptoed around the tree and dusted the snow off the heads of a few people:

"Go back when you're done, don't freeze!"

"Well, God ......"

Seeing Song Xuan coming, several children were a little nervous at first, but seeing that Song Xuan had no intention of blaming, their attention was under the basket again.

Song Xuan smiled and began to find suitable wood.

Although they are still children, their usual tasks are not light, fishing is basically their responsibility, it is rare to have something happy for them to play, Song Xuan naturally will not stop them, but you have to pay attention to your body, after all, it is cold, there is not such a good treatment for being sick in this era, basically you can only carry it hard, fortunately, these children are used to being wild since they were children, and their physical fitness is also very good, and few children will catch a cold or something in a year.

Of course, there is also survivorship bias, and most people usually don't get sick, but once they get sick, the results will not be too good, otherwise the lifespan of primitive people will not be so low.

In the surrounding dozen tribes, those over sixty years old are very old, and there are only a handful of people like this in each tribe, Heishui did not join Teng Snake before Teng Snake did not even have a person, only table salt, a little older, but there are still several years behind, as for where people of this age have gone, it is also conceivable.

"Knock~Knock~Knock!"

Since the wood that needs to be cut is not thick, Song Xuan doesn't need fire to burn, and there is snow all around, the fire is not easy to ignite, and it will not take long to break it if he chops it slowly with a stone axe.

"Oracle, do you want us to help cut it?"

Song Xuan didn't expect that he had just cut two laps, and Shi Pi came up and asked.

However, Song Xuan didn't want to disturb their interest, so he simply couldn't cut down a few trees, so he refused:

"It's okay, you guys can play"

"Remember to save the feathers for bows and arrows!"

Since Song Xuan didn't need their help, Shi Pi also jumped back happily, and said as he walked:

"Oracle, we'll keep it!"

Although everyone usually intends to collect some feathers, but the number is not too much, and with more and more people with bows and arrows, the demand for feathers has become a lot larger, even if an arrow is not wasted, there is a big vacancy, Shi Meng They usually hunt in the forest, and there are not many opportunities to encounter birds, and they can only catch pheasants to make up the number.

On the contrary, they bear most of the arrow feathers in the stone skin, no matter what they go out to do, they will have their own small slings pinned to their waists, and when they encounter birds on the road, as long as the timing is right, they will throw some, although it is not a hundred shots, but many people cooperate together, the probability is still very high.

Basically, there will be a small harvest every day, although it doesn't seem like much, but over time, it will meet the consumption of the current Teng Snake is about the same.

When Song Xuan came out after cutting the wood, he saw that the stone skin had gone back, it was estimated that it was frozen enough, although Song Xuan was also outside, but after all, he was laboriously holding the stone axe, so now not only did he not feel cold, but he was sweating, which was also strange that the tiger skin jacket on his body was too warm, although it was not so tight, but this one alone could basically survive the winter, but if he didn't move much, he still had to put on an animal skin outside.

Although they were wearing relatively good animal skins, in order to ensure that they were secretive enough, several people were squatting under the tree and did not move, and after a long time, their little faces were also red from the cold.

Sure enough, as soon as I entered the house, I saw several people warming up around the stove.

At the beginning of the heavy snowfall, these children were still very happy, and when they saw more later, they were too lazy to go out.

handed over a few pieces of wood to Gong Yi, and drew a few different curvatures on the ground, Song Xuan didn't care, they were better at this, and it was not a day or two to bend the wood well, first wanted to peel off the bark, and then nail the mold with a stake on the ground, slowly bend it to the desired extent little by little, and then wait until he was completely dry.

Even if there is a stove in the house, it will take ten days and half a month to get this set down, and in order to ensure sufficient quality, this is also a matter of urgency.

Leaving the house of a few carpenters, Song Xuan came to the main house again, and in winter, the largest room, there were also the most people, and basically everyone would come here to make things.

This is also to save fuel, if everyone stays in their own house, there is a lot of wood for heating every day, although there is no shortage in the tribe, it will take a lot of effort to get it back, and if you can use less, you will naturally use less.

At this time, Shi Meng and Shi Yong were each holding a big stone and knocking it, which was also the task given to them by Song Xuan, that is, one person made a stone mortar.

There are not many places in the tribe that can use stone mortars, in addition to shelling rice, grinding salt ore can also be used, before they were all milled on the shallow hole above the big bluestone, although it can also be used, but it can only be unsatisfactory, now someone has time, naturally it is better to make a special stone mortar.

As for why the two of them were chosen, they also wanted to sharpen their temperaments, although the two of them were very strong, but they always gave Song Xuan a feeling of being brave and lacking in intelligence, and his temperament was also a little impatient, although this kind of thing that needed to be done slowly was not difficult for the two of them, but the challenge was not small, as soon as they saw Song Xuan coming, the two of them snorted:

"Divine messenger, you let me grind the arrow......"

Although they are all polishing things, even if the arrows are slow, they can grind out two or three in half a day, but the stone mortar is different, and there is not much progress in a day, Song Xuan naturally knows what the two of them are thinking, so he ignores them, this is the past to pat the two on the shoulder:

"Take your time, don't worry, there are several more waiting for you to grind!"

"Huh?!"

Sure enough, there were two wails from behind, and the slow winter had just begun, so I had to have some fun.

Then I went around the house again, everyone was doing what they needed to do, although the winter was not as busy as usual, but everyone still had tasks, but there were not so strict requirements for time, chatting, doing the things in hand, even to pass the time.

As for these children in the tribe, Song Xuan still had to teach them lessons as usual, especially the dozen or so children from the Blackwater tribe who were added this year.

Although most of these children are not too big a problem to speak and communicate, they have not been systematically learned after all, and Song Xuan also wants to take them to know some simple Chinese characters and arithmetic.

"Come here, come here, come here!"

Hearing Song Xuan's call, a group of children slowly moved over with great reluctance, which was also the most uncomfortable time for them every day.

Seeing that the children were almost here, Song Xuan also started the daily operation of suffocating the children:

"Shuishi, write your name on it!"

Asking questions by name, even in later generations, is a very terrifying thing, let alone in this primitive society.

Seeing Song Xuan start to ask questions, these children were the same as Song Xuan remembered themselves, and they all lowered their heads to the ground one by one, for fear that Song Xuan would see him, and the water stone that Song Xuan had pointed at also stood up with an extremely slow movement, moving towards the slate step by step.