I am a primitive

Repeat actions and things you have done before.

In fact, many things in this world need to be repeated constantly.

Even people's life, if you think about it, you will feel that it is repeated day after day.

It is in this uninterrupted repetition that many things are done.

More and more impurities flew out of the lump that was beaten by Han Cheng.

As these impurities collapsed and fell off, the thing that Han Cheng beat became more and more stylish, and it was much harder than before.

However, the volume of this lump has also shrunk severely.

Up to now, it has become a cube with a side length of only two centimeters.

With such a little iron, what would be better to use it for?

After thinking for a while, Han Cheng decided to use it to make a dagger and use it himself.

Things like daggers seem useless in later generations, but in this era, they are very useful.

Whether it is used for self-defense, or to cut something, or to dismember some prey to eat meat, it is inseparable.

Of course, if you want to make a dagger, the current state of the iron block is not good enough, and you need to beat it repeatedly before you can make a dagger with better performance.

Otherwise, it is just a dagger made of pig iron, and its performance is not as good as that made of bronze.

If it weren't for this, things like iron wouldn't be called evil gold in the pre-Qin period.

People would rather use bronze than evil gold.

But if you want to do the following things, you can't do it with this small hammer, it's too laborious, and the efficiency is too low.

So Han Chengcheng put on a sledgehammer to beat him...

Blacksmithing is not an easy job.

Otherwise, there would be no such a sentence that you need to be hard on yourself when you strike the iron.

After beating the iron for most of the day, Han Cheng slept very soundly when he went to bed at night.

Not long after lying on the bed, he fell asleep soundly.

When I woke up the next morning, I felt pain all over my body.

"Dangdangdang~"

The sound of knocking on the iron block sounded again from the stove.

This time, Han Cheng picked up the hammer again.

This is partly because he is tired and his arm still hurts.

On the other hand, it is because now, he should also show the correct posture of the things he saw in the later generations, such as iron making, so as to avoid the tribal people from taking more detours.

"When~"

Han Cheng hit the piece of iron with a small hammer, and then quickly withdrew the hammer.

"When~"

After he withdrew the small hammer, a sledgehammer slammed down heavily.

The place where it was beaten was the place where Han Cheng had just hit with the small hammer in his hand.

The person who was beating with a sledgehammer was Second Senior Brother...

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"Hey~"

There was a sound, and white water vapor filled the air, and there was some unpleasant smell floating in the air.

After a while, the smoke gradually disappeared. Han Cheng, who was holding copper pliers, retracted his arms, and a dagger was clamped on top of the pliers.

The blade of the dagger is about nine centimeters long.

If it is matched with the position of the handle at the back, it will be about twelve centimeters.

This is the dagger that Han Cheng and the second senior brother worked hard for two or three days before they forged it.

The color of the dagger is different from the dazzling bronze dagger under the sun, it doesn't shine very much.

The color of the body is dark, stained with a little dark blue.

I don't know what the rest of the tribe looks like, at least in Han Cheng's eyes, such a dagger is much more dangerous than those dazzlingly colored daggers in the tribe.

Perhaps, this is also related to the fact that he participated in the whole process of making this thing.

After watching this dagger made of iron that had been hammered many times in his hand for a while, Han Cheng felt very satisfied, so he took it for post-processing.

The main thing is to put the handle on the top.

Han Cheng wanted to put the rhino horn on it, but unfortunately the rhino horn obtained from the Tengshe tribe was with the main tribe, not here.

So Han Chenggong had no choice but to put a wooden handle on it...

After it was firmly installed, the leather rope used outside was wrapped in a thin layer.

This layer of wrapping is not only beautiful, but more importantly, it can also increase the roughness, making the dagger easier to hold.

And this kind of thing can also effectively absorb sweat, avoiding problems such as hand slipping caused by sweaty palms caused by holding it for a long time.

At the same time, because the leather is relatively soft, it is also comfortable to hold.

In fact, in terms of practicality alone, this method of installing a wooden handle and wrapping the leather outside is much more comfortable to use than a dagger with ivory or rhino horns installed.

However, in many cases, people will only choose the expensive ones, not the right ones...

After installing and treating the dagger disease, Han Cheng took the small dagger to the edge of the whetstone in the tribe.

He squatted down, picked up some water from the clay pot beside him, and sprinkled it on the whetstone.

After wetting the whetstone wet, he began to sharpen the dagger back and forth on it.

It won't work without grinding.