I am a primitive

Han Cheng originally didn't want to go, but he was worried that they would make holes in the ice and break the ice into the river, so he had to go to the river together in the severe cold.

After one night, the three ice holes that were smashed yesterday have been frozen.

Han Cheng asked the others to stand on the shore and watch, and called the experienced lame to show everyone.

Limp hugged the stone and limped off the ice, his expression was very excited. Since his leg was injured, he has never been as beautiful as he is now. No, even when his leg is good, he has not been so beautiful. .

He looked at Han Cheng, Han Cheng nodded to him, indicating that it was time to start, took a deep breath and threw the stone in his hand towards the entrance of yesterday's cave.

Although the hole was sealed with ice, the ice wasn't too thick because it didn't take long, and the ice hole was smashed out again without spending too much time.

Everyone stared at the ice cave without blinking, waiting for a miracle to appear.

Including the lame who caught fish yesterday and the other six female primitives.

"fish!"

A child pointed to a fish coming from the ice hole and shouted excitedly.

His cry hadn't stopped yet, and three more fish swam to the mouth of the cave to take a breath.

Everyone who saw this scene with their own eyes was all excited, including the elder brother!

They were screaming and going to the ice, ready to smash a lot of holes to get enough food for the tribe.

Han Cheng, who had already made some mental preparations, immediately shouted loudly to make everyone stop.

If they all rush up to the ice together, let alone catch fish, the whole tribe may be caught in a nest and fall into the river to feed the fish.

In the past, at this time, no one in the tribe would listen to Han Cheng's words, but it is different now.

Everyone stopped walking according to the words, and looked at their son of God together, not knowing what he had to say.

Han Cheng talked and gestured for a long time before he finally let them understand the truth that they can't fuck too many people at one time in one place, otherwise they will fall into the water.

Then Han Cheng went down to the ice himself, and every ten feet or so, he chose a place close to the shore to put a section of dry grass, indicating that this was a place to open a hole.

Then he stopped the second senior brother who was eager to try, and didn't let him go to the ice, and specifically explained to the senior brother that he must be watched, and he was only allowed to transport fish on the shore, not to go on the ice.

With his weight, if he stood at the entrance of the cave, he might bring other people into the river with him!

After seeing the fish with their own eyes, these people were full of energy.

For a while, the sound of ice digging was endless.

Han Cheng patrolled back and forth on the shore, correcting him from time to time, and he has also become a leader-level figure who only speaks but does not move.

Not to mention, the feeling of watching others work is really good.

Of course, it would be better if the weather is not so cold, or if you wear a down jacket.

Chapter 19 The Shabby Outrageous Glove

After seeing that all the ice caves had been dug and the work of spearing and transporting fish was proceeding in an orderly manner, Han Cheng turned around and ran into the cave without the slightest hesitation.

This damn weather is really too cold, the two balls have been frozen and disappeared, and the little bird has shrunk to only a small head, it is pitiful to look at.

If he doesn't go back to be warm again, Han Cheng is really worried that he will never be happy again.

When Han Cheng came back, the first batch of fish forked today had been transported back to the cave.

Han Cheng squatted by the fire and roasted for a while, only to feel that his hands and feet were extremely itchy. He immediately knew something was wrong. His hands and feet were probably frostbitten!

He warmed up here for a while, grabbed his hands and feet for a while, and returned to the inner cave after his body warmed up a bit.

With a slight smile on Wu's face, he was carving something on the slate with a 'stone pen'. According to Han Cheng's previous experience, it was probably because of the fact that he could get fish from under the ice in winter.

Han Cheng quietly stood aside and watched for a while, seeing that Wu wrote seriously and was completely immersed in his own world, so he didn't bother, but went out again lightly.

He came to a place in the cave specially used to store furs and began to rummage here.

Because the tribe lives by fishing, hunting and gathering, they have accumulated a lot of fur over the years, but many of them have lost their fur due to the age.

However, under normal circumstances, such skins are used to wrap the fruit, and the good ones are kept to keep out the cold.

Han Cheng searched here for a while, and found four rabbit skins that didn't shed much hair.

Because the rabbit skin is too small, it is too troublesome to tie it on the body to keep out the cold, so the rabbit skin is not very popular in the tribe.

But these things are very useful to Han Cheng.

He put the rabbit skin on the ground, pressed the rabbit skin with his right hand, and folded the rabbit skin with his left hand, and the warm feeling spread up immediately.

Han Cheng frowned. Compared to his hands, the rabbit skin was still too big. A rolled up rabbit skin could hold four or five of his hands!

The gloves produced in this way are extremely inconvenient to wear, and they are not warm.

He came to the place where the tools were stored, found the stone knife that the tribe usually used to open animals, looked it up twice in his hand, and couldn't help but let out a wry smile.

It's okay for a strong adult to hold this stone knife and cut it on the animal that has just died. In his current state, what he has to deal with is still dry skin, which is really unrealistic.

Sure enough, after he spread the leather on the ground, pressed the leather with one hand, and held the stone knife in the other, and pulled it back and forth for about ten minutes, and there was no sign of cracking the leather, Han Cheng gave up the idea of ​​splitting the leather in two.

Forget it, if you can't make gloves, you can make a hand warmer.

He comforted himself by taking the next best thing, then put the stone knife back to its original place, and walked elsewhere with the leather.

Ready to start making a warm baby out.

Han Cheng still didn't make a warm baby, not because there were too few needles and no threads, but because he opened the rabbit skin!

Of course not with the teeth.

It was him who was already preparing to be a warm baby, and suddenly remembered the way in later life when he sometimes wanted to break the rope but did not have tools such as scissors.

He took the rabbit skin and went to the stone slab that stood at the entrance of the hole as a door. He chose the sharpest edge, and then grabbed the rabbit skin with both hands, with the hairless side facing down, and aligned the edge with the edge of the leather. In the middle, press down hard and rub back and forth up and down.

rubbing, rubbing...

This method is really good, at least it is much better than using a stone knife to cut dry skin.

Because in this way, all the strength of the whole body can be used, and because the friction speed is fast and the distance is long, after the heat is generated, the decomposition of the leather can be accelerated.

So after about a minute of rubbing, the leather became two halves.

The leather is done, but the next sewing has become a big problem, because not only there are no needles in the tribe, but there is no thread at all!

Han Cheng had no choice but to use his brain to search for the spit out fishbone all over the floor.