I am a primitive

The area around Jinguan City is also busy at this time.

The rice in many fields is ripe, and everyone is busy here, harvesting the rice.

Unlike the main tribes in the north who harvest millet close to the roots, the people here in Jinguan City only work on the ears of rice when harvesting mature rice.

Everyone held the ear of rice in one hand, and with the other hand held the sickle and pulled it not far from the bottom of the ear of rice, and the ear of rice was easily cut off.

The main body of the ears of rice, whose leaves are still green, stays here safely.

In the process of harvesting and walking, everyone seemed to be more careful, trying to do as little damage to the main body of the rice as possible.

This is because these empty rice plants can grow ears of rice and bear fruit again after a period of time.

The long legs put down a large handful of rice ears in their hands, straightened their waists, and took a short rest. The surrounding working scenes also came into view.

The waving sickle, the full golden ears of rice...

Such a scene made him feel relaxed and happy.

It's just that after thinking about the fact that the Son of God is not here, he can't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart.

He stood here to rest for a while, then bent down again and started harvesting quickly.

The Son of God is not here, and he has entrusted himself with the big responsibility, so he needs to do things beautifully no matter what!

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The Tieshan residential area is always full of fireworks.

The black coals were piled up there, and in some places there seemed to be some brilliance in the sun.

Someone used a shovel to shovel on the side of the huge pile of coal, continuously shoveled up the coal, put it on a small cart that had already been soaked and couldn't see the original color, and then pushed it to a mine. to the smoking stove...

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

It wasn't crisp, or it could be called a dull sound, and it couldn't stop ringing.

The huge hammer kept hitting a piece of red-hot iron.

There are sparks splashing around with the beating.

After doing this for a while, the second senior brother, who was naked to the waist and holding a sledgehammer in both hands, stopped.

The person holding the iron block with iron tongs quickly put the blackened iron block back to the burning stove, and continued to heat it with fire.

The second senior brother who was holding the hammer put down the big hammer in his hand, wiped the sweat on his forehead with one hand, and stood there holding the hammer handle with the other hand, watching the burning coal in the stove being pushed out by the bellows. Fiery flames.

The second senior brother is strong himself, and he and Shenzi made the first ironware in the tribe out of iron sand, so he is very interested in iron smelting and making iron products.

Han Cheng asked him to come and take charge of the Tieshan residential area, which was quite in line with his wishes.

Of course, it is not always possible to strike iron here, and he has to spare a lot of time every day to deal with other things.

As a person who started to play an important role in the tribe very early, he didn't find it difficult to deal with these things.

Unlike Jinguan City, where agriculture is the mainstay, the Tieshan residential area, which is positioned as an industrial residence, seems to be more prosperous and lively.

That's right, just looking at the many smoking stoves, as well as the fiery red molten iron and the burning fiery iron nuggets can make people feel such a prosperity.

Amid some lively sounds, a furnace for smelting iron was turned on, and fiery red molten iron flowed out of it...

The second brother stood here watching for a while, then turned his head and saw that the piece of iron on the iron stove in front of him turned red again, he stopped looking there, and started holding iron tongs beside him With the cooperation of the man, he swung the hammer again, and started a new round of beating against the iron block in front of him...

Things will not continue to happen because of the second brother's lack of attention.

It's just like there are endless things happening outside of a person's limited eyesight.

At the iron smelting furnace, the dark red molten iron has flowed cleanly.

There were molds on the side of the furnace, and the troughs inside had been filled with solidified molten iron.

Several people are busy here.

There was a person squatting on the side, holding a branch in his hand, writing and drawing there.

After doing this for a while, he went to the side to wash his hands, and then brought out a wooden box.

Carefully opened the wooden box, reached out and took out a book from inside, then opened it, and turned a few pages back.

The man looked at it seriously, and from time to time he used a branch to write some numbers on the ground beside him.

After doing this for a while, he got a new number, and wrote it neatly in the notebook with a pen.

He stared at the number for a moment, then shook his head and sighed.

The time it takes to smelt a furnace of molten iron does not make any progress.

Even in this process, I have made as many changes as possible, but the effect is still extremely limited.

People always want better things.

At the beginning, my tribe got coal and started to use coal to smelt iron. At that time, I and others felt that this coal was much easier to use than charcoal.

But after a long time, I gradually felt that coal was not very useful, and wanted to make iron smelting faster and better based on the existing foundation...

Sitting here and thinking for a while, Han Youli withdrew his gaze from the notebook, put the notebook back into the box carefully and preciously again, and after putting the box away, he participated in the labor.

It's just that in the process of working, he still seemed preoccupied and kept thinking about this matter.

"Be polite! Hurry up and get to work! Don't be dazed!"

The people who worked with him saw that he was always distracted, so they couldn't help but remind him aloud.

According to previous experience, as long as he yelled like this, Han Youli would immediately hurry up and work hard, even after a while, he would be distracted again.

But this time it was a little different. After being reminded, Han Youli not only didn't feel a little embarrassed like before, but also showed a look of excitement on his face.

"I, I thought of a way to shorten the iron smelting time!"

He looked excited and said this to his companions.

After hearing what he said, the people around couldn't help being stunned, and then couldn't help but be happy.

"You have thought of such a method a lot, and as a result, our iron smelting speed is not much faster than before, and it is still about the same..."

Someone couldn't help but said out loud.