I Am Not a Savage

　　 Chapter 24, Yunchuan needs a hammer

　　 Just when Yunchuan was about to do it, he suddenly discovered that he didn't even have a hammer. Without this thing, how could he forge a masterpiece?

　　 And what he gets out of the sand is all ferroferric oxide with magnetism, and it needs to be continuously cast and screened before it can become a good material for casting magic weapons.

　　 Yunchuan thought that he would need to build an iron furnace, burn hard charcoal, and... Forget it, the magic weapon must be obtained by chance. If it is too easy, it may be struck by lightning.

　　 Maybe it’s due to the approaching spring. The sun has left Peach Blossom Island at a higher temperature than before. A lot of red sandstone and masonry have also been accumulated, and a decent house has taken shape.

　　 This is a red house, the color is the true color of red sandstone. The people of the tribe are very enthusiastic about building such a house. In a short time, they used the roughest tools to make a large number of red sandstone bricks for Yunchuan.

　　 There is no adhesive, and if the masonry is piled up high, it will be dangerous. Yunchuan is going to use the tenon and tenon process to pile it.

　　 The so-called mortise and tenon structure is to make grooves on both sides of the brick and bulge on the other, and the two bricks are very stable without adhesive.

　　 It is not difficult for Yunchuan to make small tools for trimming grooves or protrusions. After grinding a suitable stone knife and tying it with a wooden strip of a specified width, qualified grooves or protrusions can be scraped out.

The 　　 people’s brains are not very good, but their hands are really dexterous. After Yunchuan has taught it, they can get started immediately, and the things they make are better than those made by Yunchuan.

　　 Or, it has something to do with their habit of using their hands to discuss life all the time.

After giving up looking for food and working full-time to make red sandstone bricks, the progress of building the house was very fast. Six days later, when Yunchuan stood on the scaffolding and spread the last bale of grass on the roof, there was an air leak on all sides. The house appeared on Peach Blossom Island.

　　 The rest of the work is simple. Use mud to fill up the leaks and paste the roof with weed mud. These things Abu can do well with them.

　　 At this time, Yunchuan began to fire pottery again, making tiles, and at the same time, he wanted to burn a suitable crucible.

　　 In these days, the gods are very faceless, there is no rain, although it is still very cold, but after all, it can make people survive.

　　 After Abu laid the tiles on the roof, Yunchuan believed that such a tall and luxurious house should appear in the world for the first time.

　　 With this house, the imagination of the people of the tribe has been greatly aroused, and they tried their best to decorate the house.

　　 Then, Yunchuan got a very Indian-style red house painted with abstract, fauvist, and stickman paintings.

　　 They also left a blank space for the boss in Yunchuan, for him to do graffiti.

　　 Yunchuan decided to call this house the Red Palace!

Speaking of it, the Yunchuan tribe should be the wealthiest tribe among the hill tribes, and even the mother’s tribe can’t catch up, because—each of them has at least one piece of animal skin to keep out the cold, a pair of linen pants to wear, and those that have begun to develop The girl can even wrap a piece of burlap around her chest.

　　 The common destiny, the common life can easily eliminate the hatred, the two groups of newly arrived teenagers who originally hated, gradually put down their guard and began to enter a new life.

　　 The milky-white fish soup in the huge clay pot was tumbling. Yunchuan grabbed a handful of wild vegetable sprouts that had just grown and threw it into the soup pot, making the fish soup more fragrant.

　　 Panda meat is not eaten in Yunchuan, but he likes the meat oil made from the fat of pandas.

　　 Use a little meat oil to fry the fish on both sides, and then boil it in hot water. It is difficult for the fish soup to become milky white.

　　The short lifespan of wild people is largely related to the crude food, coupled with the torture of diseases, coupled with the erosion of wind and rain, it is impossible to live longer.

　　 Yunchuan's countermeasure is-soup!

　　 Panda soup, tiger soup, beef soup, fish soup, wild vegetable soup.

　　 Under the urging of various large tonic soups, the faces of his thin people finally lost their color, and their bodies looked much more normal.

　　 Every night, the people of the tribe would lie on a hollowed out red sandstone slab around Yunchuan and watch the dazzling galaxy.

　　 The sparks under the red sandstone slabs are occasionally brightened by the night wind, and the eyes of the teenagers lying on the warm stone slabs baked by the fire are also shining.

　　 Because at this time, Yunchuan would point to the stars in the sky and tell them stories about how one person after another will become a star after death.

"Look, if those stars are connected, do they look like a tiger? Pay attention to the direction of the tiger's mouth. There should have been two big teeth there. The reason why they are missing now is because its teeth are in my place. ."

Yunchuan took out his pair of dental knives as he spoke, and after everyone’s eyes were on the two dental knives, he raised his arm and raised the dental knives high, like To return the pair of big teeth to the saber-toothed tiger that has died and turned into stars.

　　 Abu has long been fascinated by these stories. He not only likes to listen to them, but he can also add some bridges in the middle of the story, such as adding Yunchuan.

　　 The story of Yunchuan is very long, and Yunchuan stopped until the tribe couldn’t hold on and finally fell asleep.

　　 He needs to talk more so that the people of his tribe can talk to him more. If he talks more, he will no longer be lonely.

　　 It's dawn, but there is a morning haze, which is still like a burning cloud.

　　If something like this appeared in winter, Yunchuan was not sure whether it would rain or not. To be on the safe side, he asked the teenagers to take back all the salted fish that had been dried outside in the house.

　　 Yunchuan's biggest natural enemy at this time is the bird!

　　 When the peach blossoms on the plain had just budded, he planted the millet, sorghum, millet, and wheat that he had brought.

　　 I didn't expect to plant it before, and it would be devastated by the overwhelming flock of birds.

　　 For this reason, Yunchuan mobilized the tribe to take a large piece of linen cloth into threads, add thin bamboo strips, and make a big net that sticks to birds.

　　 There is no need to put any bait. In less than an hour after the sun came out, Yunchuan harvested a basket of small birds, of which there were all kinds of birds, of which sparrows were the most.

　　 Assholes like crows are hateful. They are too big and the quality of the nets is too poor to catch such things, and they have made many big holes in the nets.

　　 Yunchuan looked at these big holes and couldn't help thinking, if there is a net woven with fishing line like that of later generations, there is no need for hunting for his own clan. As long as the net is set up, there will be birds that cannot be eaten.

　　 There are too many birds...this is the enemy of agriculture. At this point, Yunchuan understood why his mother's tribe had edible grass seeds, and why they never planted the land because the conditions did not allow it.

The sparrow is no more. The largest population of this bird is only a thousand or eight hundred. The most terrifying is the starling. The population of this thing is really too large. When they fly in the air, they can be said to cover the sky. Every evening, when these starlings come home, you can see their performance.

　　 One would be like a giant whale, one would be like a tiger, another would be like a phoenix, and another would be like a snake. Whenever Yunchuan saw this scene, he was deeply worried about the agriculture of this era.

Fortunately, they have natural enemies, all kinds of eagles, all kinds of harriers, red-billed and white-billed crows. Unfortunately, when these birds are there, the starlings and sparrows will disappear. Once these things are full, they will go away. Then, Peach Blossom Island in Yunchuan will once again become a paradise for birds.

　　Winter is like this, Yunchuan can't imagine what the migrating birds will look like when they return after the beginning of spring.

　　The black pottery crucible was burnt red. Yunchuan threw the crushed copper ore into the crucible and stirred it with a pottery stick while checking whether the copper had melted.

　　 is different from the difficult process of savage copper melting. Because of the seven or eight bamboo hair dryers made in Yunchuan, the temperature of the flame is very high. After a while, the copper ore powder is melted.

　　 Yunchuan used a long-handled pottery spoon to scrape off the impurities, and the bright red copper water remained quietly at the bottom of the crucible.

　　 There is no tin in Yunchuan, UU reading www.uukanshu.com only got a little lead at the market, and he threw a little lead into the copper water without even thinking about it.

The lead entered the copper water and quickly melted. Yunchuan kept stirring with the pottery sticks. Seeing that they had been completely fused, he pulled out the pottery pieces blocking the gap in the crucible and saw a red thread poured into a hammer. In the dried sand model that looks like.

　　 Then, Yunchuan got a hammer head. This hammer head was very strange. Only one side was like a hammer from later generations, and the other side was flat.

　　 This is something that can't be helped. With just the little material on hand, Yunchuan can't make a mold that can be fastened.

　　 It took a long time for Yunchuan to put the handle on the hammer head and wave it a few times at random. There was nothing wrong with it except for being too heavy.

　　 Everyone likes this hammer, regardless of men and women, everyone wants to have a hammer, and Yunchuan has too few copper mines.

　　 The copper mine in his hand can only cast a copper hammer and a copper plate, and these two things are the most important tools used in Yunchuan iron smelting.

　　 It’s easy to cast these things, but it’s too much of a furnace. Basically, if you smelt it once, the furnace will be useless, and the crucible will be covered with copper and impurities, and it will be useless.

　　 Iron smelting is an extremely cumbersome and repetitive work. The iron from the first furnace is nothing, and it is a little bit stickier than stone. It is useless. Unless you can repeatedly smelt and cast it, you can get a more useful piece of iron.

　　After iron comes out, it still needs to continue to smelt and stir vigorously to turn it into steel. Iron currently has little effect on Yunchuan, unless he can get the steel out.

　　 Yunchuan looked down at his two arms that had been molted by the fire because of copper smelting, looked up at the stormy sky, and sighed heavily.

　　 The feeling of doing it by yourself is really bad.