I Am a Primitive Man

Chapter 1193 There Is a Kind of Handsome Called No More than 3 Seconds (2 in 1)

"Bang!"

"Kangdang~"

Some voices could not be heard, and it seemed very empty.

On the edge of the river in the Qingque Tribe, the wheels of the water reel are constantly turning in circles under the washing of the current, and the water reel in the house is driven by the rotating wooden pole, like a cock pecking at food, rising and falling together.

During such ups and downs, the millet contained in the stone mortar placed below was gradually cracked, revealing the yellowish millet...

Standing here, Han Cheng was fascinated by looking at the running water pestle.

The people pounding rice here didn't know what the Son of God was thinking, and they didn't dare to ask.

When doing the work of pounding rice, I try my best to be as careful as possible and not make much noise.

Worried that it might disturb Miko.

After Han Cheng stood here for a while, he suddenly came back to God.

He nodded to the person beside him who was busy pounding rice, then turned around and left the house without saying a word, and walked all the way back to the tribe.

He didn't go anywhere else, but went all the way to the carpenter's room.

Lame, and the other carpenters who, along with Lame, devoted their energies to making sailboats, were not in the carpenter's room.

These people are staying outside the tribe at this time.

To be more specific, they stayed on the lower bank of the river more than three miles away from the main tribe.

The water surface in that place is wider than the river in front of the Qingque Tribe.

They have gained a lot of experience on the small sailboat, and they are going to make a bigger sailboat. It is not realistic to do such a thing in the small carpenter's yard.

It is necessary to build a special shipyard for them to play freely.

Because the distance from the tribe is more suitable, and the water surface is relatively wide, it was chosen as the location for the construction of the shipyard.

The location where the shipyard was built was originally planted with a piece of hemp.

At this time, Ma is basically considered mature.

Under Han Cheng's order, the piece of hemp was harvested first.

Almost too late, almost too late, for the more important sailing boat, Han Cheng can still afford this loss.

"Son of God."

"Son of God."

As Han Cheng walked in, those people who were busy here greeted Han Cheng one after another.

Han Cheng smiled and nodded to them, responding one by one.

Here in the carpenter's room, without the presence of the lame group, it seemed a lot deserted.

Han Cheng went straight to the carpenter's room, and after a while, he took an ax and a saw.

He found some more wood, put it under the shade of the tree, and then started to get busy.

People will always change, and this change is mostly related to the living environment around them.

Having lived in such an era for such a long time, Han Cheng's hands-on ability also began to rise in a straight line.

Like carpentry.

Of course Han Cheng is not a professional.

But because of more contact in this era, the hands-on ability has been enhanced.

For some small things, if he doesn't want other people to do it, he can make it slowly with an ax and other tools.

And it can still be decent.

He first put a piece of wooden stick flat on the pier, lifted one foot to step on it, and stepped on it hard to fix it.

After doing these things, Han Cheng started sawing the wood with the saw in his hand...

While Han Cheng was working, a carpenter from the tribe came to talk to him.

After Han Cheng expressed that he wanted to explore slowly and didn't need the help of other people for the time being, no one came to bother him...

While the ax was being slashed and the plane was pushed, time passed by little by little, and the wood began to gradually become tangible...

In the carpenter's room, Han Cheng was sitting on a bench with something in front of him.

The shape of this thing looks a bit like a pulley used to draw water from a well, but there are still some gaps.

Han Cheng held the curved wooden handle with his hand, and turned it slightly with his hand, and the thing began to turn.

The wooden handle is connected to a piece of wood that is as thick as the mouth of a bowl, about thirty centimeters long.

As the wooden handle turns, the section of wood also moves.

In the middle of the top plane of the wood, seven wooden sticks the thickness of chopsticks are nailed, which are made of very strong wood.

Slots are carved on the sticks for easy tying of strings.

After shaking the wooden handle with his hands for a while, he felt that the shaking was very easy and smooth. Han Chengcheng stopped and started to pick up some fibers that had been put on the side, and began to fasten them to the small wooden stakes.

After the seven small wooden pillars were tied with fibers one by one, Han Chengcheng began to shake the handle of the tool.

The wooden handle drives the wooden pillar to rotate, and the wooden pillars nailed to the wooden pillar also rotate accordingly.

What rotates together are the fibers tied to the wooden posts.

This is the spinning machine that Han Cheng is trying to make.

Obviously this thing is not mature at all, but a particularly pure experiment.

It was just shaking and turning a few times with his hands, and Han Chengcheng had to stop his movements and start a new round of thinking.

There was a very obvious problem with this simple spinning machine just now.

The problem is that the fibers tied to the spinning machine will indeed rotate with the rotation of the spinning machine.

But because the other end of these fibers is not fixed, when rotating with the simple spinning machine, the whole fiber is rotating.

Under such circumstances, all the force that goes up to the rope through the rotation of the spinning machine will run away, which is tantamount to doing useless work.

If you want to prevent the strength that goes up to the rope from running away, you can only fix it.

After thinking for a while, Han Cheng only came up with this way.

After realizing what he needed to do to solve this problem, Han Cheng thought about it for a while, and then he untied the fibers bound on the spinning machine, which was still in the experimental stage, and found Wood and tools came, followed by the sound of clanging and knocking.

The voice is not smooth, because Han Cheng's thinking is not smooth at all, and he often needs to stop and think for a while while doing it.

Sometimes it is enough to just pause for a while, and sometimes there is no movement for a long time...

With Han Cheng's unremitting efforts, something finally appeared.

This is something like a shelf.

On the shelf, there is a log corresponding to the simple spinning machine made by Han Cheng.

There are seven regular holes on the cylinder, corresponding to the seven chopstick-like sticks on the simple spinning machine.

Bai Xuemei stood here watching the fun, watching Han Cheng's movements seriously, with the look of a little girl in her eyes.

Although he couldn't understand the meaning of what Brother Cheng was doing now, and he was basically sure that what Brother Cheng was doing would not succeed, but it still couldn't stop Bai Xuemei from looking at Han Cheng with stars all over her face.

Generally speaking, women who are nympho or fall in love are like this.

Of course, if two people who have lived together for many years and created two or three children can still be called a romantic relationship...

Han Cheng placed it on the opposite side of the simple spinning machine. After adjusting the position, he began to tie three fibers to be synthesized into a small pillar of an experimental version of the spinning machine.

Han Cheng is very good at tying ropes. In the tribe, he can basically be called the originator.

Of course, the rope here is a relatively thick rope, not something that can't be counted as a few fibers combined and connected.

Bai Xuemei didn't eat dry food, she felt a little awkward seeing Han Cheng doing this, so Dang even came over to help Han Cheng do it.

Bai Xuemei, who has been dealing with these thin threads for many years, is naturally very handy when doing these things. After the thin fibers that some old men can't hold with their fingers are in her hands, they are just like some people. As if she was alive, in a short while, she had already tied fibers to the top of several small wooden pillars.

When Han Cheng saw that Bai Xuemei had made a move, he automatically abdicated to Xian.

After Bai Xuemei tied it up, he pulled the seven-strand fiber with his hands and walked to the shelf that was just set up.

A fiber is stuffed into a corresponding hole, and then plugged with a small wooden post.

In this way, the fiber is fixed.

Doing things one by one, after a while, the seven fibers were fixed by Han Cheng.

After doing this, Han Chengcheng came to the side of the spinning machine in the experiment, held the handle with his hand and started spinning.

As he shook, the seven fibers tied to the loom began to rotate with it.

Because several fibers are fixed by the other end this time, the force that goes up with the rotation of the spinning machine does not escape, so these scattered fibers are synthesized together soon and become a qualified yarn.

Han Cheng showed a satisfied smile, and Bai Xuemei's face was also amazed.

Because the hand-operated spinning machine created by Han Cheng can spin seven yarns at a time, which is much faster than spinning with a spinning top!

Brother Cheng is really too smart!

There is a kind of handsome called handsome but not more than three seconds.

This kind of thing is perfect for Han Cheng.

As soon as one problem was solved, another one followed.

The problem is how to wind the thread that is well wound to the corresponding stick.

When the yarn is combined with the spinning top, it is manually wound on the long handle on the top of the spinning top.

Han Cheng stood here watching for a while, and found that there was no other way to use the experimental spinning machine he made except to wind it manually.

Han Cheng pulled out the cork that fixed a piece of yarn, and then took it to the side of the simple spinning machine with his hand, and wound it round and round on the corresponding wooden post with his hand.

After wrapping up the good-strength section, I tied a knot and tied it here to prevent it from opening.

Then followed by the remaining six...

After finally finishing these things, Han Cheng encountered another situation.

This situation is that the length of the fiber is limited. After the previous winding, the existing fiber is not long enough, and new fibers need to be inserted into it to make it longer.

When adding new fibers into it, there is a necessary condition, which is the need to rub the yarn to make it rotate vigorously.

When the force on the rope passes through the junction of the new and old fibers, the old and new fibers will be connected together and become a whole.

In this process, one hand is required to pull the yarn, and the other hand is responsible for turning the circle.

Under such circumstances, one hand can only be responsible for one yarn at a time, but there are seven threads on the spinning machine made by Han Cheng!

Calculated in this way, at least four people need to work here together to ensure that this simple machine works normally and spins.

This is obviously extremely uneconomical.

Four people just use the spinning top to spin, and the efficiency is higher than this.

After realizing this problem, Han Cheng once again stopped his work and fell into a new round of thinking...

When it was noon, there was a clanging sound again.

After a while of operation, the more frustrated and courageous, Han Cheng, who was working hard on the spinning machine, put down the tools in his hand.

At this time, this simple spinning machine has changed again.

The overall change is not big, the biggest change is that the original seven small wooden pillars have become one small wooden pillar now.

After thinking for a while, and being busy for a long time, the frame for fixing the fibers that took almost two days to manufacture was discarded and done useless work.

was thrown aside.

Han Cheng shook the experimental spinning machine for a while, feeling its operation.

Han Cheng originally wanted to spin a piece of yarn by himself to test the effect, but after seeing Bai Xuemei who came to deliver food to him with a rice bowl, Han Cheng stopped this embarrassing idea.

He took the rice bowl from Bai Xuemei, took a bite, and motioned Bai Xuemei to try the spinning effect of this thing.

These days, Bai Xuemei has been running here a lot to watch Han Cheng make this thing. Now, she already knows what Han Cheng wants to do and how this thing is used.

After receiving Han Cheng's signal, Bai Xuemei stepped forward to start the experiment.

She tied some fibers to the slender wooden post in the middle, and then held the handle with her right hand and started to shake it, while pinching the fibers with her left hand, replacing the eliminated wooden frame to fix the fibers.

After a while like this, Bai Xuemei pinched the section of fiber between the spinning machine and the spinning machine with her hands, and the fiber was already wrapped.

Holding the fibrous hand, Bai Xuemei moved towards her arms, and pulled the line that was originally parallel to the wooden post to be perpendicular to the wooden post.

Then the right hand shook accordingly, and then this stretched thread was wrapped around the wooden post.

After the winding is completed, the fiber is held on the top of the wooden column to fix it, and then the left hand holding the fiber is moved back a bit, and the fiber is pulled parallel to the wooden column again, and a new round of strength is started...

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