I am a primitive

The head of the twine pulled from the big wooden bucket passes through the small wooden bucket through the two corresponding holes.

After pulling it out, tie a small copper hook to the end of the twine, put some broken rags in the small wooden bucket, and pour ink into it.

When using it, pull the small copper hook to pull the twine, the twisted twine will be loosened in a circle, and when passing the small ink fountain in front of it, the twine will be soaked in ink...

When not in use, you only need to shake the copper handle on the big ink fountain to completely retract the drawn line..."

After making a few people stand up straight, Han Cheng began to explain to them the ink fountain, a tool that carpenters cannot live without, that he suddenly remembered.

The structure of the ink fountain is not complicated. Just listening to Han Cheng's dictation, Lai has basically sketched out the appearance of the ink fountain, which he has never seen before, in his mind.

Looking at the piece of ink-stained hemp thread that has been killed, and then carefully imagining what Han Cheng said just now called the ink fountain, the first carpenter of the Qingque tribe became more and more excited, and later, he couldn't help it He saluted Han Cheng again and praised the Son of God in his mouth. This has been done three times in the past few days.

After saluting, I couldn't wait to make ink fountains.

The other carpenters were also very excited, and they wanted to follow along to see how the master lame made this kind of ink fountain, which sounded very miraculous.

Cat ears are no exception.

However, after he walked a few steps into the carpenter's room with a few people, he stopped after thinking about it, stood there for a while, then picked up a bronze ax from the side, found a piece of scrap, and laid it on a piece of wood. On the wooden board, he began to hack one by one with an axe.

After chopping a few times, he would stop. After looking at the wood and remembering the shortcomings just now, he continued to swing the ax to chop, with a serious expression on his face.

There is a saying in Han Cheng's hometown, which is called "three years for an ax and two years for an adze, and only one morning for a large saw", which refers to the difficulty of mastering several tools used by carpenters.

Among them, the ax, the most common tool, is the most difficult to master.

This is also the reason why when carpenters start learning, they start by pulling large sawn boards.

Han Cheng, who walked into the carpenter's room with Lame and the others, saw through the window Cat's Ear, who was crouching in the yard, holding an ax and chopping waste seriously, and the smile on his face became more intense.

When a person has energy, does not want to continue to be salty, and wants to make something in certain aspects, the whole person will become different.

The structure of the ink fountain is not complicated, and the materials it needs are not difficult to find. In addition, it is small in size, and Han Cheng, the person who pulled the rope and bounced it over the wood when he was a child, is giving some guidance and corrections. Hours of time are useless, a brand new thing that should not appear in this era has just appeared.

Fortunately, this is a historical sky. If it is a world of gods, Buddhas and demons, a traveler like Han Cheng who is always going out to get things that do not belong to this era, there is a high possibility that he will be attacked and killed by the sons of the plane...

However, when Han Cheng thought of Wang Mang, who was very much like a time traveler, who was crushed by the meteorite summoned by the excellent great magister Liu Xiu using the meteorite summoning technique in the late Western Han Dynasty, he felt a little uneasy.

Who said that in the world of history, there is no such existence as the son of the plane who has the synergy of time, heaven and earth, and a collection of thousands of fortunes?

This sudden thought made Han Cheng shrink his neck, and couldn't help but keep looking up, for fear that at a certain moment, under the call of the son of the plane of this era, a meteorite would fall from the sky and smash himself. .

After watching this several times in a row, I saw that the sky was cloudless and completely blue, and then I slowly calmed down.

At this time, Lie had already started pouring the ground ink into the small ink fountain in front of him.

The tattered rags stuffed into the little ink fountain that held the ink had sucked up all the ink that had been limply poured into it.

In this way, the evaporation of the ink can be slowed down, and even if the ink fountain is accidentally knocked over, no ink will flow out and contaminate things.

Under Han Cheng's signal, Lame hooked the small copper hook tied with hemp thread on the side of the ink fountain with a somewhat excited expression on the edge of a piece of wood, and then retreated with the ink fountain in his hand.

With the increase of the pulling force and the rotation of the copper handle, the hemp thread wrapped around the copper handle is spread out in circles, and after passing through the wooden bucket filled with ink in front, the hemp thread is also absorbed by the ink. blackened.

Lame to the side of the horizontal wooden pillar, press the copper handle with the thumb of the left hand holding the ink fountain, and stop letting it loosen the thread, then bend down to align the thread at this end with the mark that was carved before, Stretch out the other hand, pinch the rope, pull it up and let go, and with a slight sound, the rope bounced on the wooden post, and a clear straight line appeared.

If the copper hook at the top of the ink fountain rope is well made, it can be done by one person like a lame.

Although not long ago, a few people had seen the thread splicing with hemp thread, but at this time, when they saw the newly made ink fountain, they completed the thread splicing work by themselves, and the result was a junior carpenter who was watching from the sidelines. , one by one still showed surprise and eagerness to try.

Seeing the lame holding the ink fountain, and the joyful looks of the other carpenters, Han Cheng couldn't help touching his head, if only he had figured out the ink fountain earlier.

In this way, they can improve their work efficiency earlier.

Thinking of this, Han Cheng couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

In later generations, he had seen a lot of things, and many of them had been sealed in his memory. If he didn't encounter a certain opportunity, it would be impossible to think of it abruptly...

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In the Qingque tribe, the carpenter lame has been cheerful these days, as if he had been beaten to death, he was as fierce as a dragon and a tiger.

This is not only true in the carpenter's room, but also at night when you return to the place where you live and sleep.

Even Tie Tou and Hei Wa who live next door to Lai, who are much younger than Lai and who were the most troublesome in the tribe in the past, feel a little ashamed of themselves.

Lame is of course excited, the ink fountain made under Shenzi's command is so easy to use.

After using it at work, not only did things become faster, but also the various accessories produced were more regular according to the lines ejected from the ink fountain.

Under such circumstances, it would be strange for a lame to be unhappy.

Stimulated by new tools such as the ink fountain, it was expected that it would take at least five days to complete the car body, but it only took three and a half days to complete it.

At this time, Han Chengcheng, accompanied by Lie, was looking at the body of the brand new donkey cart.

I have experience in making sledges, and there is nothing to say about the body as a whole, which is very good.

The place to really look at is where the wheels are to be installed. This is where the skills are tested.

"Here, after the wheels are made, use an ax to saw these things, and dig out a semicircular groove, which is used to clamp the axle..."

Han Cheng looked at it carefully for a while, then made a careful comparison of the body of the bullock cart in his memory, and then gave his advice on how to deal with it.

After staying here for a while, Han Cheng left here and went to the pottery place to see how the Heiwa mold was being made.

And lame, after modifying the body of the newly manufactured donkey cart to a certain extent according to Han Cheng's opinion, he started to make wheels.

The wheel needs two circles, one big and one small, the big circle is outside, the small circle is inside, and the two circles need to be connected with each other with hard car bars.

The big circle outside will become the existence of rolling the road in time, while the small circle inside will become something connected to the axle.

What Liao is currently making is the big circle on the outside. As for the small circle on the inside, it needs to wait until Hei Wa and the second senior brother have made the bronze sleeve before making it.

In this way, the wooden ring and the bronze sleeve can be tightly connected together, and it is not easy to loosen.

Some young apprentices, such as Maoer, were holding axes or planes there, and were earnestly making car strips...

The sun at noon in summer falls on the ground and falls on people's backs, leaving a scorching temperature.

Even hotter than the scorching sun is the bronze smelting furnace of the Qingque tribe.

After nearly ten days of production, Heiwa, with the cooperation of Yuan and some other potters, finally produced a batch of molds of bronze axles and bronze sleeves, which required high accuracy.