I am a primitive

The Son of God is going to make a tool that can pound rice without human effort. This thing is beyond the knowledge of everyone, and it has the characteristics of "new and strange". Therefore, it didn't take long for everyone in the tribe to know about it.

Those who received such news were naturally those who often pounded rice in the tribe. They would not have to pound rice all day in the future, so they were naturally happy.

But after being overjoyed, I also wondered what it would be like to pound rice without human effort.

But I racked my brains and couldn't think of a reason.

Not only them, but many people in the tribe also thought about it in their hearts, but the result was also fruitless.

In their view, this thing is completely impossible.

However, over the years, the Son of God has created so many "impossible" things, it's not like they really don't believe that the Son of God can't do it.

It's just that it's okay. The number of people going to the carpenter's room increased again, all wanting to see what kind of tools Miko and Lame made.

Among the people who went to watch, the wood mason was not included, because he had something to be busy with.

Right now, he was clinking on a stone with a hammer in one hand and an iron chisel in the other.

From time to time, fine stone chips will collapse and fly, and stone powder will rise.

His body, face, and hair are covered with a layer of whitish stone powder

Mu Mu didn't pay attention to these things, just doing the work at hand wholeheartedly.

On his mouth, he wore a white, extremely thick mask, which covered his nose, mouth and half of his face.

At first, Mu Mu thought it was uncomfortable and wanted to remove it, but the Son of God didn't allow it, saying that he might get sick, so he didn't dare to take it off.

After a long time, he got used to it, and now he has developed to the point that as long as he is making stone tools, he will find a mask to wear.

What he is making now is a stone mortar, which is very similar to the original one in the tribe.

But the speed of building is many times faster than the original one.

Because the previous stone mortar was chiseled out by him bit by bit with stones, but the current one has an iron drill and hammer, so the speed is naturally not the same.

For a long time to come, his job was to chisel stone mortars.

This is not because his speed is particularly slow, but because there are a lot of stone mortars that need to be chiseled, at least five.

The purpose of these stone mortars is also known, and it has something to do with the kind of tool that Shenzi is making that can pound rice without human beings.

Mu Mu also wanted to see the tool that made him equally curious as soon as possible, so he worked very hard on chiseling the stone mortar.

"Wood, stop for a while and go to the river to install the stone mortar."

Han Cheng came over and shouted beside him.

Mu Mu put down the tools in his hand, and patted a stone mortar beside him with his hand, which meant that he had already made one.

He bent down and moved it, looking very strenuous, the second senior brother came over, picked it up and walked away.

The wood suddenly became lighter.

As he followed the team, he looked at the strange long log being carried by Hei Wa and the elder brother.

The log is a stripped trunk, thick at one end and thinner at the other.

The thick one is more than twenty centimeters in diameter, and the thin one is about fifteen centimeters.

A hole was drilled in the middle of the thick head, and a wooden stick with a thin top and a thick bottom was installed inside the head, forming an angle of [-] degrees with the front of the tree trunk.

The stick looked very similar to the sticks used in the tribe to pound rice.

A hole was also dug out in the middle of the trunk towards the thick head, and it was cut horizontally.

Behind this hole, the upper part of the tree trunk was hollowed out, and it looked like a canoe of the tribe that had shrunk countless times.

Looking at the strange looking thing, Mu Mu was a little puzzled for a while, and didn't understand how the trunk was made to be used.

Just using such a tree trunk, can it be used to automatically pound rice?

Such doubts lingered in his heart, and many people had the same thoughts as Mu Mu.

Even though Shenzi and Lame had made tools, they still couldn't figure out how this strange-looking thing could be used.

Han Cheng didn't explain much, but led the people all the way to Xiaohe.

Stop a little upstream from the brick kiln.

Here, there is a tributary that flows into the small river. The water is not strong, and there is a drop of more than one meter between the small river and the small river. It is suitable for the simple water reel he made.

He compared here for a while, and asked the second senior brother to put down the mortar.

Then put the weird-looking tree trunk there, and the special wooden stick under the big head was placed in the stone mortar.

The thin end extends towards the drop of the stream.

Seeing that the distance is about the same, use the crossbar prepared in advance to pass through the hole made horizontally in the trunk.

On both sides of the horizontal bar, two small walls were built with stones to support the wooden bar.

Because the front of the trunk is heavy, when the horizontal bar is supported, the tail is raised high, and the front hits the stone mortar.

Han Cheng walked to the end of the trunk, pulled the trunk down, and then let go of his hand, and the unbalanced crossbar fell down again.

The wooden stick under the thick end hit the stone mortar, making a hollow sound.

The effect is not bad, Han Cheng nodded with some satisfaction.

The eyes of the crowd watching Han Cheng couldn't help but brighten up after seeing Han Cheng's operation. They seemed to understand how this thing works at once.

But this enlightenment quickly disappeared, and new doubts arose in my heart.

This method of pressing people seems to be available in tribes, right?Why did the Son of God want these things to be transported to the small river?

And it doesn't seem like people don't need to work hard, right?

Han Cheng saw everyone's doubts, just smiled and didn't explain much.

Instead, a few people were asked to nail three sticks in a row between the tree trunk and the drop and flow of the tributary of the small river.

The distance between the sticks is half a meter.

Then bring a piece of bamboo, the bamboo is specially selected, the thicker kind.

And the joints have been opened.