I am a primitive

After a while like this, the sound of filling the soil came from below.

The person who pulled the soil before seemed a little excited to hold the handle of this new tool, stirring it round and round, and the rope was wrapped around the pulley.

After a while, the stump filled with soil appeared above the mouth of the well.

The man held the handle of the potter's wheel with one hand, stretched out the other hand and pulled it out of the wellhead, and then took off the rope.

After completing this set of movements, the person's face flushed red.

Not because I'm too excited to use a new tool, but because I'm tired!

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Seeing the man's face blushing from exhaustion and his thick neck, Han Cheng tried to turn the potter's wheel for a while, and then he found in embarrassment that the potter's wheel he made was more tiring to use than simply pulling soil up with a rope.

I don't feel anything when I stir it when the tree is empty, but when the tree is full of soil, it's really tiring to stir it again.

After a little inspection, Han Cheng and Lie discovered the problem.

It's not that the potter's wheel is not well made, but that the shelf is not built well.

After the head is filled with soil, the potter's wheel will be squeezed vigorously into the fork, making it laborious to stir.

After the problem was discovered, things became easier to solve next.

For the tribe that can make two-wheeled donkeys, this problem is really not a big problem. You only need to install the bronze bearings used on the donkey wheels at both ends, and then improve the shelf slightly, and all problems will be perfected. solved it.

"Come on, come and try again, whether it works or not."

After reinstalling the potter's wheel, Han Cheng smiled and said to the man who was panting tiredly.

Hearing this, the man grabbed the handle of the pulley again.

At the beginning, he held the handle of the pulley with both hands to stir, and used a lot of strength.

But after stirring it twice, I found that the improved potter's wheel was much lighter than before.

After stirring for two more laps, he simply held the handle with one hand to stir, and he didn't think it was too strenuous.

"It's easy to use! It's so easy to use!"

After stirring up a pile of soil with one hand, the man said excitedly, praising the usefulness of the pulley loudly.

The moment when something new is invented like this, of course, the figure of Wu is indispensable.

Seeing that this man was able to stir a pile of heavy soil out of the well with one hand, Wu couldn't bear it any longer. He told Han Cheng that he also wanted to try this new tool.

Faced with Wu's request, Han Cheng agreed after a little hesitation, but he stood by the side while Wu was conducting the experiment, and was ready to take over and hold the handle of the potter's wheel immediately if Wu couldn't stir.

"Okay! Pull!"

The empty truffle head was put back into the well, and after a while, there was a message that the soil had been packed.

Wu, who had been waiting for a while, cheered up when he heard the words, held the handle of the pulley with both hands and began to stir vigorously.

As a result, after stirring for two laps, I found that it was much easier than I imagined.

This discovery made Wu suddenly excited, and immediately accelerated the stirring speed.

Han Cheng, who watched this scene and was ready to take over if Wu had no strength, couldn't help but sniff, Wu seemed to be still young!

After Wu stirred up a bunch of soil, Han Cheng didn't ask him to pull it, but bent down and stretched out his hand to pull the tree out of the wellhead.

Wu was old after all, and it was okay to use a tool like a potter's wheel to stir up the heavy tree nuts from the well, but it was not enough to really ask him to pull it out.

Looking at the soil that was stirred up by the tree trunk, Wu's neck and face were red.

He wasn't tired anymore, it was pure excitement.

He was old and his strength was gone. Normally, he couldn't lift such a pile of dirt out of the well.

But now, not only did he do it, but he didn't feel that it took too much effort!

This kind of thing proves that he is still relatively young. How can this not make Wu feel excited?

Of course, apart from this aspect, Wu also thought of other aspects.

He looked at the round figure standing not far away, and remembered the tiredness when he fell asleep at night.

If the Son of God can also make a tool for this to save people effort, how good would it be?

It doesn't need to have such a strong labor-saving effect like a potter's wheel, it only needs half of the labor-saving effect...

After such thoughts surfaced in his mind, Wu became extremely excited.

He felt as if he had discovered something extremely unusual.

After standing there for a while, Wu finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Son of God, I, I have something to tell you."

Wu looked excited and said to Han Cheng, and walked to a place where there were few people.

Seeing Wu's excited appearance, Han Cheng couldn't help smiling.

When people are young, they always look forward to growing up. When they grow up, they are faced with all kinds of pressure, and they will envy those old people who can not do too many things every day, wander around and tease their children for a while.

But when you really get to that step, you will envy the children who still have an extremely long life, and the strength of the middle-aged.

Han Cheng understood these things, so he probably could understand Wu's mood at this time and why he was so excited.

It was nothing more than using the potter's wheel to lift the weight that he could not lift normally, and to use the potter's wheel to feel youth and strength again.

However, when he followed Wu to a relatively secluded place and heard what Wu expressed, Han Cheng realized that he was wrong, and it was very wrong.

Looking at the witch who looked at him excitedly and expectantly, Han Cheng's eyes widened, and his whole body fell into a sluggish state as if struck by lightning.

After a while like this, Han Cheng turned his neck stiffly to look at the pulley on the well not too far away. After looking at it for a while, he turned his neck stiffly to look at the witch in front of him.

What a dignified, tribal tool that potter's wheel is!

But why did everything become less serious in Wu's eyes?

Wu, what exactly are you thinking about in your mind every day?How did you associate the potter's wheel with sleepiness and get yourself so excited?

Are you still that witch who is dedicated to the Horde?