Chapter 845 Son, Don't Cry (3 in 1)

Seeing the elder brother who ran out like a wind with his backpack on his shoulders and disappeared in a short while, several people in the room couldn't help but looked at each other, not understanding what kind of miraculous operation the elder brother was doing for a while.

Han Cheng sniffled. Fortunately, he didn't own a backpack shop. If he ran a backpack shop, he might have to throw him out with a knife in such a situation.

While everyone was confused, there was the sound of running outside again, and after a while, the elder brother reappeared in everyone's field of vision.

It's just that compared with the previous time, the elder brother now has the rattan shield that he often uses in his hand.

"Son of God, look, I can use a vine shield with a backpack on my back!"

The elder brother kept dancing with the rattan shield outside the door, and at the same time did not take off the backpack on his back. His face was full of joy and excitement, smiling like offering treasures, as happy as a child who got a novelty toy.

Seeing such a scene, Wu and the others all opened their mouths, and fell in love with the backpack Han Cheng made even more.

The Son of God is the Son of God, but after making these changes to the ordinary animal skin pocket, it immediately becomes extraordinarily useful.

Not only carrying lightly on their backs, but also freeing their hands to do other things, which they never thought of before.

Han Cheng looked at the elder brother who was carrying a backpack and dancing with a rattan shield, and he was also smiling all over his face.

However, the smile on Han Cheng's face disappeared a little after noticing the loose backpack that followed the beating of the elder brother.

"Eldest brother, take off the backpack first, some parts have not been fixed yet, and need to be rectified to make it more usable."

Han Cheng smiled and opened his mouth to the elder brother.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone including Wu, Yuan and others were a little confused.

Especially Wu, who had just carried a backpack, and the elder brother, who was wearing a backpack and dancing a rattan shield, were even more confused.

They have all personally experienced the benefits of this backpack. Carrying it on their body is more comfortable and lighter than carrying it with their hands, holding it, or carrying it. It can be said to have a lot of benefits.

But now, Shenzi actually told them that this backpack is not the best,

It can also be improved and made better, so how can this not surprise and confuse them.

A son of God is a son of God, and his requirements for things are still as high as ever.

After being confused, everyone felt sincerely.

Han Cheng took over the backpack that the elder brother had put down, and took out all the things in it one by one.

After looking carefully for a while, he pointed to the two places near the upper part and the lower part of the backpack, and asked Bai Xuemei to sew two sets of straps on these two places respectively, the left and right symmetrical ones.

After Bai Xuemei understood what Han Cheng meant, she immediately started to do it. It didn't take long, and she sewed two sets of straps on the backpack according to Han Cheng's request.

Han Cheng put the things that had been taken out into the bag again, then carried the backpack on his shoulders, and fastened the two sets of symmetrically sewn left and right straps.

After the upper one is tied, it is on the upper chest, and the lower one is on the stomach.

When these two straps were fastened around the body, I immediately felt much more comfortable.

Han Cheng felt it for a while, showed a satisfied smile, then untied it and handed it to Wu.

After helping Wu put it on his back, he also helped him tie up the upper and lower straps. After feeling it for a while, Wu immediately realized the benefits of the newly sewn straps.

After the two straps are tied, the backpack is more tightly attached to the body, and it feels easier to carry it on the body, and the shoulders are not as heavy as before.

After Wu felt it for a while, he took off the backpack from his body and handed it to the senior brother to let the senior brother feel the difference. He felt that the senior brother would be even more pleased with this change.

Sure enough, when the elder brother put the improved backpack on his shoulders and moved a little bit, his eyes lit up immediately.

He couldn't wait to pick up the rattan shield and start dancing. The more he danced, the more excited he became. He felt that this new tool that Shenzi made was really easy to use.

Just now, he still thought that the previous one was very easy to use, but now, after experiencing this improved backpack, he immediately threw the previous thought out of the blue, and never said that it would be used again. The old backpack.

Well, in some things, women are not the only ones who are fickle. Men are also fickle.

This kind of backpack similar to a travel bag was a great success. After receiving unanimous five-star praise from everyone, Han Chengcheng began to gather people who were more skilled in making clothes in the tribe, and asked Professor Bai Xuemei to make them for them.

Instead of letting one person do the whole thing, let these people do it separately, and several people are responsible for a process and carry out assembly line operations.

Such a good thing as the assembly line had already been implemented in the Qin Dynasty.

However, with the demise of the Qin Dynasty, many disciples of the Mohists who served the Qin State also suffered, and many inheritances were broken in the flames of war at the end of Qin.

After the establishment of the Western Han Dynasty, the Huang-Lao school of doing nothing and doing everything was first in power, and the life of the remaining Mohist disciples was relatively easy.

After Dong Zhongshu made the Three Strategies of Heaven and Man, Hanwu deposed all schools of thought, only respected Confucianism, and the Confucianism with Gongyang School as the main body and especially capable of fighting came to power, Mohism, which had always been at odds with Confucianism, became even more uncomfortable.

Therefore, most of these surviving Mohist elites, those from the Huang-Lao School who were stubborn and refused to be flexible and were squeezed out by Confucianism, and the remaining miscellaneous schools and other schools of thought gathered around Huainan King Liu An in an attempt to assist Liu An and create Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty rebelled, so as to return to the court.

And write a "Huainanzi" including Zhujia.

People who dared to rebel against Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty never had a good end. Liu An's end was miserable, and those who supported him from the Mohist School and the Huang-Lao School were equally miserable. The elite class with ideals and aspirations was almost wiped out.

The Mohist school, which had been hit hard at first, became even more declining, never recovering from a setback, and gradually annihilated in the long river of history. The same is true for the Huang-Lao school. The real Huang-Lao disciples have basically disappeared, and the remaining people have developed the Taoism of alchemy, Taoism, and immortality in the skin of Huang-Lao disciples, which is far from the real Huang-Lao theory...

However, under the rule of Confucianism, which is becoming more and more tasteless and the most talkative, Baigong is less and less valued, and is denounced as strange skills and obscenity, so that many bright things are annihilated in the long river of history. Many crafts are severely hindered...

Whenever he thinks of these things, Han Chengcheng feels very uncomfortable. He feels extremely regretful that the precious knowledge wealth of his ancestors has not been preserved, and many of them have disappeared in the long river of history.

It is precisely because of this regret that Han Cheng pays more attention to the skills that have been developed in the Qingque tribe.

For things that are of great use to the tribe, in addition to being recorded on paper, there is also a record on a pottery board for preservation, so as not to break the inheritance.

Let good things be annihilated in the long river of history.

If one day, the tribe encounters an accident, and some things gradually disappear in the long river of history, and there are such things as the pottery plates with these records, and future generations may be able to find some of them again.

For example, in the face of strong ships and sharp guns, Tan Sitong, Liang Qichao and others found the Gongyang School from the pile of old papers and used them to arm themselves.

Although he failed later, his figure and spirit of daring to fight have always inspired everyone, becoming the most dazzling existence of the entire literati and bureaucrats at that time.

With the work of these women in the tribe, backpacks have been manufactured one by one, basically there is not much difference in style and size.

While they were doing these things, the rest of the tribe was not idle.

In winter, the water mill cannot be used, so some people in the tribe manually pound the millet, which is to prepare for the southward journey after the beginning of spring.

At this time, the millet has been pounded, and it is convenient for people traveling south to eat it on the road.

Some people are sewing clothes, some people are resting and polishing some utensils, so that people traveling south can use them on the road.

Some people started grinding tofu, which was then compressed into dried tofu, and part of it was made into tofu skins for people to eat on the go.

Wu Ze took out the herbal medicines such as Bupleurum root and Houttuynia cordata stored in the tribe to dry, and handled them carefully, and they all had to be taken away.

He definitely couldn't go south this time, so he used his own method to silently contribute to the tribe's southward journey.

Those who want to travel south in spring will encounter fewer difficulties and return safely when the time comes.

Han Cheng continued to think about the difficulties he might encounter and the corresponding solutions in the room. If something was feasible, he told the people in the tribe to make preparations.

Sometimes I also ask the people in the tribe if there is any good solution.

On such days, all the knapsacks were completed, thirty-five of them.

Looking at the backpack made of pure leather placed here, Han Cheng nodded with satisfaction.

With these things, going out this time will be much more convenient.

Han Cheng gave great praise to the people who made these backpacks, led by Bai Xuemei.

"Ha ha!"

After complimenting everyone, Han Cheng, who was alone in the room, couldn't help laughing out loud.

Of course, it wasn't that he was insane, but that he remembered something very useful for traveling.

This thing is leggings.

Carrying three horizontal backpacks and two vertical backpacks, wearing leggings on his legs, under the enemy's siege and interception, relying on his two feet, he just climbed over the snow and crossed the deserted grassland, and walked a journey of 25,000 miles.

Created a miracle in the history of mankind, stepped out of a team with iron will, stepped out of the prairie fire, and embarked on a road to the revival of the ancient nation.

During long-distance hiking and marching, leggings can play a great role in relieving the fatigue of the legs and allowing the calves to recover as quickly as possible.

At the same time, leggings can also resist damage from the outside world, such as protecting the legs from being wounded by thorns and the like, and can also prevent insects and ants from being bitten.

Thinking of the leggings and the various benefits of wearing leggings, Han Cheng was of course happy, because with this thing, the tribal people had a little more security when they traveled south.

It is a major characteristic of primitive people to do what they say and do not procrastinate. Han Cheng has lived in the tribe for a long time and has also been affected by it.

As soon as you think about wearing leggings, you act immediately.

According to the image in his memory, he first found linen, cut it into a width of about ten centimeters, and then began to draw on his legs.

Putting on leggings is a technical job. When Han Cheng was later in life, he had only seen leggings made, but he didn't know how to do it. Therefore, he could only explore by himself.

After gesticulating for a while, I started to wrap the leggings from the ankle up and up in circles. The force I used was relatively large, and the leggings stretched my legs a little swollen.

In this way, all the way to the bend of the leg, it stopped just now.

Then Han Chengcheng encountered an embarrassing thing, that is, there was only one legging that was entwined all the way up, and there was no way to tie it on.

After struggling like this for a while, I finally cut the end of the leggings from the middle with a fork about 15 centimeters. In this way, the problem was perfectly solved.

The other leg did the same.

After putting on the leggings, Han Cheng stood up and tried to walk. He was not used to it. He felt that his calves were swollen and painful, and because the strangulation was so tight that he couldn't even walk.

It goes without saying that the fight was too tight.

Han Cheng squatted down again, untied his leggings, and hit again, this time without using so much strength.

After I stood up and walked again, I still felt the pain in my calf, but it didn't affect my walking.

Han Cheng walked out of the house.

"God, what is this?"

Han Cheng, who was wearing leggings, was walking among the tribes, and he was as eye-catching as he wanted, and he definitely kept his head turned.

After someone saw it, they couldn't help asking curiously.

"This is leggings..."

Han Cheng explained to them with a smile.

"Son of God, I will try too."

Wu is definitely an old man full of experimental spirit, he is very willing to accept new things, and has no idea of ​​following the old ways.

After learning about the benefits of wearing leggings for long-distance walking from Han Cheng, I wanted to try it myself.

"Wu, wait a minute..."

Han Cheng did not agree, because he is not professional in leggings, and he is only in the stage of experimentation and immature at this time, so he did not let Wu tie him up.

After the leggings he put on himself had an effect, it would not be too late to promote them in the tribe.

In the next few days, Han Cheng walked back and forth for three or four hours every day inside the tribe that had been cleaned of snow.

In the first few days, it was indeed very uncomfortable, but after getting over the discomfort, the feeling immediately changed.

Not only did the uncomfortable feeling in the legs disappear, but even if I walked continuously for an afternoon, my calves would not be sore.

After personally verifying that wearing leggings like this is effective, Han Chenggong had someone make thirty-six pairs of leggings according to his specifications.

Two of them were for Wu and the elder brother to feel, and the other thirty-four were for those who were selected to go south with him after the beginning of spring.

This time going south, Han Cheng decided to lead the team himself.

On the one hand, it is because this long journey is very important to the future of the tribe, and there is no room for contempt.

On the other hand, as far as the entire tribe has seen the world, he has a clear understanding of the difference between the south and the north. If someone else led the team, they might not know it even if they came to the warm south.

Because except for the cold season of winter, in other seasons, for those who have not been to the south, it is impossible to distinguish the south from the north.

After imitating Han Cheng's appearance and putting on the leggings, the senior brother and the others felt the same as Han Cheng at first, they all felt that the calves were very uncomfortable. If it wasn't for Shenzi who had told them before he started putting on the leggings, he would put on the leggings. It will feel like this when they put it on, and they will definitely untie it and use it as a foot wrap or a belt.

After this uncomfortable feeling lasted for three or four days, it disappeared, not only that, but also felt very comfortable...

In the days when everyone in the Qingque tribe was preparing for the southward journey, time passed by little by little, and the long overdue spring finally arrived.

The warm yellow sun hangs in the sky, scattering the warm sunshine down, as gentle as a lover's kiss.

With a kiss, the ice and snow melted, the river became jubilant again, the roots of the withered and yellow weeds turned green, and some buds the size of rice grains appeared on the branches of the willow branches. Swaying, the birds are singing happily in the distance...

The ice on the earth was lifted, and the whole world glowed with vitality. The sun was so bright and gentle, and it was full of colors everywhere.

Those who had already prepared for the journey did not start immediately, but, like other people in the tribe, were working hard for the spring plowing in the tribe, holding various tools in their hands, plowing the fields in the early spring, Crush the soil and pick up the grass roots in the ground.

The reason why they didn't set off immediately was because this year's spring came relatively late, and the time left for the tribe to dig the land was relatively short. Han Cheng and his party could dig more land by staying in the tribe.

On the other hand, the ice and snow had just melted at this time, and the road was muddy, making it difficult to walk.

The spring of the twelfth year of Qingque has arrived, and there is still a long time before winter, so there is no need to race against time.

At this time, it is necessary to wait for a period of time in the tribe to let the ice and snow melt completely, and the land is no longer muddy, because what needs to be fought next is a protracted battle, not a short-distance race.

Avoid the muddy period, let everyone suffer less on the road, and it will be more conducive to the next walk...

In the seemingly quiet morning, all kinds of animals raised in the tribe walked back and forth in their own enclosure, flapping their wings or snorting from time to time, and sometimes looked up and looked outside the enclosure, which seemed a bit boring.

They are waiting for the people in the tribe to feed them.

However, the people who fed them in a timely manner in the past missed their appointment today, and no one came to feed them at this time.

At this time, the feeders who were expected by the beasts in the tribe gathered in the threshing ground outside the Qingque tribe.

The thirty-five-member southbound team led by Han Cheng was all ready and ready to go.

Everyone wore leggings, rattan armor on their upper bodies, backpacks on their backs, rattan helmets on their heads, and weapons in their hands. They looked a little weird, but there was something different about the weirdness.

Han Cheng, who was carrying a backpack, reached out and touched Bai Xuemei's head, but didn't say anything, because what should be said had already been said in the past few nights.

He took Xiao Xing'er, who was already ambiguously calling Dad, from Bai Xuemei's arms, squatted down and hugged Little Pea who was standing on the ground, and then stood up from the ground, holding the two brothers and sisters together. They were all picked up, one arm at a time.

Kissed Xiao Xing'er on the cheek, and rubbed his forehead against Xiao Wandou's forehead.

Xiao Xing'er was still young and couldn't feel anything, but Han Wandou felt something, and the little person seemed depressed.

"Take good care of mom and sister at home, dad will come back after a while, and bring you delicious food when the time comes.

Little Pea is a little man who has grown up and doesn't cry. "

Han Cheng handed Xiao Xing'er to Bai Xuemei, wiped away his son's tears with his hand, and comforted him with a smile.

Looking at his son who was crying because he was reluctant to leave, Han Cheng was so touched that he even had the idea of ​​not going out anymore and staying with his wife and children in the tribe.

But such thoughts were suppressed by him again, because he knew that this matter had to be done.

When I was young, I longed to grow up quickly. When I grow up, I can become free and can do many things I like to do.

But when I grow up, I realize that the world of adults is not the kind of freedom that I expected when I was a child.

On the contrary, many times you need to do things that you don't like to do.

But there is no way, the world of adults is like this, with burdens and responsibilities on their shoulders, they can no longer do whatever they want as they did when they were children, and even a good night's sleep has become an extremely luxurious thing... …

Han Cheng wiped away the tears from Xiao Wandou, said goodbye to Wu, senior brother and the rest of the tribe, then put Xiao Wandou down, stretched out his hands to pinch his face that still had some baby fat on it, and turned around with people leave.

The Qingque flag was raised high, rattling in the spring breeze. A group of thirty-five people, carrying backpacks and leading two donkeys, walked east for a while with eight deer, and then turned south. Walking away, gradually disappearing from everyone's sight.

Little Pea wiped her eyes vigorously with the back of her hand, and her field of vision became clear again. Watching the team gradually go away, the little guy stopped crying, but his little face was tense, and his two little fists were tightly clenched. stand up.

The little people seem to have grown up a lot and become sensible all of a sudden.

Growing up seems to bring some pain, and this kind of taste, many times, can only be savored slowly...