Chapter 1192 A Machine Without Emotions (2 in 1)
The mine in the Iron Mountain residential area.
After this period of mining, the mines in Tieshan residential area seem to have undergone a lot of changes.
In the mining area, the deepest point has been sunken by almost two meters.
At this time, the weather is hot, but there are still people working here.
These people are mining iron ore here.
Those who mine iron ore are basically slaves.
These people are generally war factions captured from the Red Tiger tribe before.
Those who wanted to launch a war against the Qingque tribe at that time were either dead or became slaves, mining here.
As for those who were pro-Qingque tribe at that time, they all became citizens of Qingque tribe.
Even some of them, relying on their own efforts, have already gained a certain status in the Qingque tribe at this time.
Three people have become grassroots managers, managing some slaves here.
That is, people who originally belonged to the same tribe as them.
At the beginning, some old men of the Qingque tribe were a little worried about letting these people manage these slaves. After all, these people, like these slaves, belonged to the Red Tiger tribe before.
But after a while, everyone's worries basically disappeared.
These people who originally belonged to the Red Tiger Tribe not only had no mercy when managing these slaves from the Red Tiger Tribe, they were even stricter and more ruthless than the rest of the Qingque Tribe!
For such a phenomenon, the second brother and some people were not clear, so they once asked the Son of God about it.
I remember that Shenzi once said with a smile at that time - the second devil is more terrifying than the devil...
"Quickly dig! What are you dawdling about? Don't you want to eat?!"
A person like a supervisor stood here, pointing at a person and yelling loudly.
This man has wounds on his body, bruised and purple,
When doing things, it seems a little inconvenient to move.
Hearing the yelling, the man shrank back, not daring to hesitate, and started working quickly.
The person who yelled at him glanced at him with a look of disgust in his eyes.
The rest of the slaves at the side looked at this man and the other three people who looked similar to this man not far away, with some gloating or other disgusting expressions on their faces.
These three people were either someone else, or they were the ones who caused trouble at the celebration banquet held for Han Youli, and were then led by the second senior brother to beat them up.
The second senior brother didn't let them be killed, nor did they let them go into exile, but directly got them here to mine.
Of course, correspondingly, these people have also been deprived of their citizenship and become honorable slaves, participating in mining here.
Han Youtu felt the pain coming from his body, and then looked down at the sign hanging on his neck, which represented the status of a slave. Looking back on the experience of the past two days, he felt as if he had done a terrible Nightmare, and this nightmare has not woken up until now!
He felt deep regret, but also puzzled.
Until now, he hadn't figured out why the second senior brother, who was usually very talkative, and the rest of the tribe reacted so strongly and became so heartless!
A few of them just made some complaints, so they directly killed them like this!
Beating them was fine, but it turned them into the most humble slaves in the tribe!
Thinking about these things in his heart, the more he thought about Han Youtu, the more he felt aggrieved, incomprehensible, and unbelievable!
Of course, in addition to these, there are regrets mixed with resentment.
"Woo woo woo..."
Also at this time, there was a sudden cry from the side.
"I was wrong, I was wrong~ Please tell Second Senior Brother that I was wrong, I will never do this again..."
Along with the crying, there were such words.
Han Youtu turned his head to look, and saw a man kneeling on the ground, crying in a broken state.
This man was none other than a man who had been enslaved with him.
Seeing this man's appearance, Han Youtu's already uncomfortable mood became even more uncomfortable and heavy.
This person's crying didn't bring any pity, only contempt and ridicule.
These things quickly evolved into scolding for making them work hard!
Han Youtu watched the scene in front of him silently, and worked silently.
In the past, he felt that he already knew a lot about the Qingque tribe and the people in the tribe.
Tolerance, kindness, kindness, and unity are his greatest feelings for the Qingque tribesmen.
He thought that the Qingque tribe was what he saw.
But now, after experiencing these things, he has a new understanding of the Qingque tribe and the people of the Qingque tribe.
The people of the Qingque tribe are indeed kind, united and tolerant. Many beautiful things in the world can be found and experienced in the Qingque tribe.
But the premise of this is that you are a member of the Qingque tribe, or a friend of the Qingque tribe.
If you become an enemy of the Qingque tribe, or a sinner among the Qingque tribe, then these things have nothing to do with you!
What the Qingque Tribe gives you is coldness and ruthlessness!
As Han Youtu thought about it in his heart, he became extremely emotional and powerless.
If he had known that the Qingque tribe was like this earlier, he wouldn't have done it then, right?
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What happened in the Tieshan residential area, the Qingque main tribe does not know here.
The extremely long distance between the two, as well as the very backward means of communication in this era, made the communication between the two places extremely long and difficult.
However, Han Cheng is not worried about whether there will be any troubles in the Tieshan residential area.
Because there is the elder brother of the tribe there.
Time passed little by little, and the harvesting of millet by the main tribe came to an end.
Some early planted hemp is almost ready to be harvested at this time.
Some children sometimes break or use sickles to cut off a few hemp plants and use them to weave small whips.
Such whips are only good when wet.
If you wait until the sun dries it and loses moisture, it will become light and fluffy, and it will not feel heavy in the hand, which is extremely uncomfortable.
Children in the tribe would not throw away such a whip, but would peel off the hemp skin completely and put it in the weaving yard of the tribe.
People in the tribe can't see things being wasted.
These hemp used by children are of great use in the tribe.
At this time, the hemp is basically mature, and the hemp skin can already be used to rub rope and the like.
It is a request of the adults in the tribe to these children to take the hemp skins that have been played back to the tribe, and it is also a condition for allowing these children to play with hemp whips.
Self-sufficient life is always full of busyness.
Because anything you need, you need to do it yourself.
Just like the current Qingque tribe.
The harvesting of millet has basically come to an end. The people who were slightly liberated from this matter did not take much rest, and then devoted themselves to other things.
Among these things, the most labor-intensive is spinning and weaving.
It is very common for women in the tribe to carry a small basket or handbag with retting and beaten hemp thread, and to spin the thread here with a spinning top in their hand.
This kind of work, from underage women to old women, can't do it.
A lot of things are done relatively fresh at the beginning, and after many years and months, they will not be successful.
People will only feel a deep sense of boredom from it.
There are no easy things in life, and there are not too many romances. It seems free, but in fact there is not much room for choice.
To live, to live on.
It’s not very good, but it won’t get worse. Even if it feels boring, people need to continue to do these things.
this is life.
Han Cheng sat here, watching Bai Xuemei spinning the hemp thread for weaving with a spinning top here and there, even if he didn't participate in it, just sitting here and watching, he already felt a strong sense of excitement from it. dull.
Thinking back to the fact that everyone in the tribe repeated their actions to spin the thread, it immediately gave him a kind of tribeman. When doing these things, he was not a man at all, but turned into a machine!
Regarding spinning, people in the tribe have also made certain improvements.
For example, the shape of the spinning top has been improved, and some special treatments have been done on the hemp fiber used for spinning to make it more suitable for spinning.
But until now, no breakthrough has been made.
Compared with the previous time, the speed of tribal spinning has increased to a certain extent, but this increase has a certain limit and is not significant enough.
Faced with this situation, can I do something to solve the problems faced by the people in the tribe?
Han Cheng sat here thinking.
After such a thought arose, Han Cheng immediately had an answer in his heart.
The answer is machines.
Replace people with real machines, and let machines do the work that should be done by machines and requires a lot of repetition.
Well, even more emotionless machines than emotionless killers.
Han Cheng had long thought of making a machine that was a primitive spinning tool, such as a real spinning top.
But it has never been put into action.
On the one hand, it was because he himself didn't know much about these things.
On the other hand, he has always been busy with many things.
Of course, another reason is that he feels that through the slow development of the tribe, people's understanding of textiles and other things continues to deepen, and more and more technology has been accumulated, and they will eventually be able to break through these limitations.
But now it seems that if the tribe can break through these technologies, they can break through these technologies, but this time is a bit touching, and I don't know how long it will take.
In the past, Han Cheng didn't think it was a big deal, but now, when he turned his eyes from other places and landed on the matter of spinning, he quickly abandoned his original thoughts and wanted to do as much as possible. This matter is about to be resolved.
After the emergence of machines, there are still people who operate the machines. However, compared with the original time, the people who operate the machines are much more relaxed.
Moreover, because of the relatively high efficiency of the machine, many people can be freed from the matter of spinning.
Whether it's resting or doing other things, it's good.
"Have you ever thought about creating a tool that can be used to spin yarn so that spinning can be done easily and quickly?"
Han Cheng looked away from the spinning top in Bai Xuemei's hand that she was twisting, and looked at Bai Xuemei and asked aloud.
Hearing Han Cheng's question, Bai Xuemei stopped what she was doing, looked at Han Cheng and said, "Think about it, even dream about it!"
Bai Xuemei's eyes sparkled when she said these words.
But it quickly dimmed.
"It's just that there is no idea, and it can't be done well."
Han Cheng reached out and touched Bai Xuemei's head.
"I want to do it too."
Han Cheng said with a smile, with some smiles on his face, as if he had already thought of a way.
Under such a hint, Bai Xuemei's eyes lit up again.
"Brother Cheng, do you have a solution?!"
She jumped up and grabbed Han Cheng's hand, looking extraordinarily excited and happy.
Han Cheng stretched his face forward, did not speak, and still had a suggestive look on his face.
Bai Xuemei, who was signaled, didn't hesitate at all, and went up to peck Han Cheng directly.
When Han Cheng saw that he succeeded in tricking his wife, he couldn't help showing some wretched smiles.
"I have no way."
Han Cheng watched Bai Xuemei tell the truth.
Bai Xuemei was taken aback for a moment: "Didn't you say you knew? You also said that you would tell me as long as I kissed you?"
Han Cheng looked shocked: "When did it happen? I didn't, don't talk nonsense, I just asked if you want it."
Bai Xuemei became even more confused, and soon, she realized that she had been tricked by someone.
"Brother Cheng, you are bullying!"
Bai Xuemei said this full of grievances.
After thinking about it, he also stretched his face forward, putting on a look of unwillingness to suffer, and insisted on getting back the kiss that he just kissed Han Cheng...
The playfulness between husband and wife can easily turn sour. After a while, the content and scale of the play begin to change.
more in-depth.
"We can't go on like this. We have to find a way to solve this problem, otherwise we will be too tired."
Han Cheng held down Bai Xuemei's hand drawing circles on his chest, and said this.
He seems to have itchy flesh all over his body, the same parts, the same movements, he likes to do it to Bai Xuemei, but if Bai Xuemei does it to him in turn, he will feel itchy...
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