I am a primitive

This purpose is to team up with donkeys to pull carts.

With this purpose, even if the number of donkeys continues to increase in the future, the herd of deer will not be reduced to a useless status.

When you think about it, something like having a deer pull a cart with a donkey really does make a good pairing.

The donkey has great strength, so let the donkey be the main force pulling the cart. In addition to pulling the cart forward, it also has to bear the weight of the cart.

For a deer that is not as big and strong as a donkey, after putting on this kind of soft deer sheath mainly made of rope, it only needs to pull the cart forward with all its strength, without bearing the weight of the cart.

I am really excellent!

Even though he didn't want to be so stinky and shameless, after seeing the result and figuring out the benefits of doing so, Han Cheng couldn't help giving himself a big praise...

"Dong dong dong..."

A series of drums echoed in the Qingque Tribe, and on the Qingque Square that had been completely rested, everyone gathered here.

Under Ling Feng's fluttering Qingque flag, the rough totem pole in the tribe was lifted out respectfully once, and now it is placed on the platform.

In front of the platform, a pile of flames was burning, and in the open space in front of the flames, there were parked a two-wheeled donkey cart recently developed by the tribe, a donkey and a deer used to pull the donkey cart.

Now, the bodies of the donkey and the deer, like the donkey cart parked there, have been covered with big red flowers made of dyed linen, and they are very festively and beautifully dressed.

And Wu, holding a bone stick and a feather crown in his hand, jumped up and down and used his way to tell the gods who had never paid attention to him that the tribe, under the leadership of the respected son of God, made it out again. A car thing that pulls a lot of stuff.

The eldest brother held the drumstick and beat the drum vigorously there, his mood was as exciting as the rumbling drum.

The rest of the people also looked at all this with excitement and solemn faces.

Once again pretending to be a sculpture, Han Cheng, who was standing with the totem pole, looked at the jumping and jumping, muttering witch, and the rest of the tribe, except for some complaints in his heart about the non-existent gods. Besides, there is only understanding and joy left.

Because such sacrificial activities are a way for people in the tribe to vent their joy.

Through such activities, it is a very good way to make people in the tribe more united and cohesive, and to improve the recognition of the tribe.

"God!"

"God!"

"Son of God!"

"Son of God!"

After Wu's singing and dancing stopped, under the leadership of Wu, the people of the Qingque Tribe, who had been silent during the sacrifice process, roared loudly under the agitation of their emotions.

Even the rumbling leather drum beaten by the elder brother was suppressed.

Even though Han Cheng has already experienced such a thing more than once, but at this moment, listening to everyone's respectful and loving shouts, and seeing everyone bowing to the ground, he still couldn't help feeling a sense of disapproval in his heart. what kind of feeling...

After the sacrifice, in the following days, the Qingque tribe was always in a state of excitement, which was the lingering aftertaste after seeing the two-wheeled donkey cart.

"Ding ding ding dong..."

Before approaching the carpenter's room, the sound of an ax hitting copper nails was heard from a distance.

The big carpenter lame, and the little carpenters like cat ears, were all very excited, sawing the saw, scribing the line, opening the hole with a chisel...they were very busy.

They want to build more donkey carts as soon as possible.

As long as more donkey carts can be manufactured before the autumn harvest, these donkey carts that can carry a lot of things will be able to work hard during the autumn harvest, and this year's autumn harvest will become more trouble-free.

And those who build donkey carts can make great contributions to the tribe in their own way.

Among them, apart from the master lame, among the other carpenters, the young apprentice Mao Er is the most hardworking and serious.

In this short period of time, he was not only able to use the ink fountain proficiently, but even the axes and saws were more decently used. He made rapid progress, and sometimes he felt a little surprised when he was lame...

"Take a break and do it again."

Under the influence of Han Cheng, the people of the Qingque tribe would rest for a while after lunch.

During this period of time, most people in the tribe would choose to sleep and refresh themselves.

Some people gave up such an opportunity, such as Mao Er at this time.

After a hasty meal, he cleaned the bowl and went straight to the carpenter's room, found some scraps, and then began to practice using tools such as axes.

Mao Er's behavior was discovered two days before the lameness, and today he saw Mao Er doing it again today, and followed him all the way to the carpenter's room.

After looking at the cat ears who were concentrating on practicing for a while, he said with a limp.

In the past few days, because they want to build more donkey carts, several people in the carpenter's room are in a hurry. Let go, seize the rare opportunity and start to sleep soundly.

However, Mao Er, a child who has not yet grown up, can consciously practice his craft with an ax under such circumstances, which really requires a lot of perseverance.

"I am not tired."

Cat's ear, who had just put down the ax and was about to find another piece of scrap to continue practicing, was startled by the sudden, lame sound.

After seeing clearly that the one who came was lame, he made a sound a little embarrassed.

Not tired?It is strange not to be tired!

"If you're not tired, you have to sleep for a while before doing it."

Limp was very imposing at this time, after he finished speaking, he directly held Mao'er's hand and led him limping out of the carpenter's room, towards the sleeping house...

The eyes of the cat ears were red, and he got a kind of feeling from Shenzi that made him work hard, and now in the lame place, he felt another kind of thing that he couldn't explain clearly, but he could actually feel it.

After lying on the kang for a while, the cat's ears with eyes closed quietly climbed up from the kang, then quietly walked out of the snoring house, passed the gate of the inner courtyard, and entered the carpenter's room again ...

Limp after taking a nap for a while, after waking up, he looked at the place where Mao Er was sleeping, and showed a complicated smile.

There are gratification, appreciation and distress...

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