Chapter 58 Carrying Poles, Doors, and Wolf Cubs Who Twist Their Tails

After Han Cheng slapped his head, there was a new tool in the tribe - a shoulder pole.

For the Qingque tribe, which is full of trees lying on the ground, it is very easy to find some suitable wood to make poles.

A one-and-a-half-meter-long stick with the thickness of an arm, with a dent carved out at each end with a stone knife, used to catch the rope on the top of the water tank so that the water tank would not fall.

The middle part of the shoulder pole, which is about 20 centimeters long, was ground as smooth as possible so that it would not hurt the shoulders when carrying water.

The people in the tribe were once again overwhelmed by the whimsy of their god son.

It looks like a very simple pole, but it is surprisingly easy to use.

In the past, carrying one can of water at a time felt heavy, but now I carry two cans at a time, walking from the river to the wall under construction at one go, and I don’t feel tired after a journey of more than three miles!

(Inexplicably reminded of the ad for New Calcium Medium Calcium High Calcium Tablets—this person loves it when he’s old... Now that he has New Calcium Medium Calcium High Calcium Tablets, one tablet a day, one tablet tops five tablets, and he’s on the fifth floor all at once. strenuous...)

It's just that the shoulders couldn't bear it at the beginning. After a day of water, the shoulders were swollen.

But after this kind of thing went on for a while, it was completely fine. People who are used to using poles just feel that it is stupid to carry water directly with their hands...

Because this wall needs to leave a door, it is built differently from the previous wall. The specific difference lies in the place where the door is left.

In order to make the door stronger and not affect the strength of the entire wall because of the door, Han Cheng racked his brains.

Once you figured out a way, when building, create a square doorpost with a side length of one meter directly at the place where the door is left.

The west side of the square gatepost is connected with the fence, and on the north side of the gatepost, it extends two and a half meters north.

In this way, a right angle will be formed here, and the two walls support each other, which is much stronger than a single wall.

Moreover, when the time comes and the wall is completely built, wooden beams can be erected on the two and a half meters of the wall to make the roof, so that the gate will become a house.

It can not only protect the door from wind and sun, but also put some simple tools here.

Especially when the weather is hot in summer, open the door, squat under the door with a bowl of rice, and feel the cool breeze while shoveling food into your mouth, let alone enjoy it.

How to install the door, and how to install the door firmly, is a difficult point, but Han Cheng also came up with a solution.

The focus is still on the built gateposts with a side length of one meter.

When building the gatepost, Han Cheng put a kind of extremely hard wood with tree roots into it at a distance of 30 centimeters, 1.2 meters and 2 meters from the ground respectively.

This kind of wood is 1.20 meters long and about as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

The end with roots was driven into the doorpost. After it was built like this, because of the existence of these roots, it was impossible to pull it out of the doorpost.

The 1.2 meter trunk is buried 90 centimeters into the doorpost, leaving 30 centimeters exposed.

The outside does not refer to the outside of the wall, but the inside of the wall. The outside of the doorpost.

From the outside looking in, the existence of the stump is not visible at all.

These three stumps are used to secure the door.

When the time comes, the door will be built, and it will be fine once it is fixed on the three stumps.

And there is another advantage of the door installed in this way, that is, all the ingenuity is hidden inside. Once the door is closed and plugged in from the inside, it looks like two doors from the outside. Hands on the inside, nothing can be done on the outside.

Time is passing quietly, every day seems to be the same as before,

But there are many things that have changed quietly in this tranquility, and some even completed the progress from birth to death.

The little wolf cub became more clingy, and followed Han Cheng all day long.

During this period of time, it has grown a lot, and the characteristics of a wolf have gradually become obvious.

However, the character of the wolf did not show much.

Han Cheng waved a small piece of wood in front of Fu Jiang's eyes, then raised his hand and threw it out.

Fu Jiang is the name Han Cheng gave to the little wolf cub, just for a good omen.

Fu Jiang, who had played this kind of game many times, turned around and ran without Han Cheng's orders. He rushed to the log that had just landed and grabbed it in his mouth, and then rushed to Han Cheng's side.

Put the wood in Han Cheng's outstretched hand, then stick out his tongue, looking at Han Cheng expectantly, like a child who is eager to be praised for doing the right thing.

Han Cheng ignored Fu Jiang, but pointed at Fu Jiang's tail pretending to be angry.

Seeing this, Fu Jiang suddenly remembered something, his face changed, and he looked frightened.

Under Han Cheng's watchful eyes, its tail hanging at the back turned up, and then began to swing from side to side, looking very clumsy and strenuous.

Seeing this guy wagging his tail vigorously while peeking at him aggrievedly, Han Cheng couldn't help but burst out laughing out loud.

General Fu stopped wagging his tail immediately, and the aggrieved look disappeared just now. He jumped up and down around Han Cheng, looking at Han Cheng with a flattering expression on his face.

Then Han Cheng slowly took out a small bag made of animal skin from his arms, took out a finger-sized piece of dried meat with salt, and stuffed it into Fu Jiang's mouth.

People in the tribe, including Chen who was bitten by wolves before, have accepted the existence of Fu Jiang, and they are no longer like before. It looks like biting a bite on Jiang's ear.

Now they are very happy to play with this new playmate.

The flames rose in the cave, and steaming white steam rose from the big vat boiling the broth, and the rich aroma spread in the cave.

General Fu squatted in front of Han Cheng, like everyone else, staring at the vat eagerly, waiting for the senior brother's order to serve the meal.

Eating when you're hungry is always something to look forward to.

It's just that Fu Jiang's expectations are longer than ordinary people.

Because after it looked forward to the big pot of soup, it had to look forward to Han Cheng.

Under Fu Jiang's expectant gaze, Han Cheng slowly picked up a vegetable from the bowl with chopsticks and put it in the special bowl in front of Fu Jiang's feet.

When Fu Jiang saw this green vegetable, he fell down on the ground like a discouraged ball, with a look of lovelessness.

But from time to time, he secretly turned his eyes to see Han Cheng's small movements, which revealed his thoughts.

Han Cheng has long been used to Fujiang's playful and cute behavior. He doesn't go to see Fujiang, he just eats his own food, and deliberately babbles very loudly, like a piece of meat in a bowl. It looks extremely delicious.

General Fu waited like this for a while, seeing that it was useless, he lay down on the ground, reluctantly put his head on the side of his bowl, and ate the wild vegetable in despondency and disgust, then looked up at Han Cheng.

Seeing Han Cheng looking at its tail, he quickly tilted his tail up and shook it vigorously a few times.

Then Han Cheng took out a piece of cooked meat from the bowl and put it in Fu Jiang's bowl, and reached out to touch its head.

Pretending to be angry, Fu Jiang ate the meat while feeling Han Cheng's touch, half-closed his comfortable eyes, and swung his tail from side to side involuntarily...

(God has allowed me to meet so many book friends, I have to ask for tickets... If I don't ask for a day, I feel uncomfortable all over - like Mo Shoubai who is addicted to drinking vigorously)