I am a Primitive Man

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"Boom!"

A much louder voice sounded, and the senior brother holding the cane shield leaned back and took a small step back.

The arm resting on the vine shield was aching on the vine shield.

Even so, the big brother is very happy, because just this blow, if there is no vine shield to stop him, even if he can dodge a little, he is bound to be seriously injured.

When I turned the vine shield to look at it, I saw that a relatively slender tree was broken in the place where it was pierced by the stone spear.

It should have been pierced directly by the tip of the spear.

However, the big brother was not harmed, because the stone spear was blocked by the rest of the trees on the side and could not pass through too much.

The vine shield is very densely woven, and one tree stick is close to one. Even though the tip of the spear can pierce the one that bears the brunt, it will be tightly jammed by other vines and cannot go forward too much.

Shang took the stone spear away from the vine shield with some effort, and the big brother raised the vine shield in his hand for the **** son and everyone to see.

Then he handed the vine shield to the second senior who was standing not far away. He clenched his fists and beat his chest vigorously. While showing everyone that he was strong, it also proved that he was not injured.

Not only the big brother was excited, but the rest of the people who looked a little nervously watching the experiment in the field before became extremely excited.

They saw the tenacity of the vine shield with their own eyes, and became more fond of the thing woven with wooden strips.

Before there was no vine shield, when they encountered an attack, they could only bite the bullet, or flee or pray to the gods to protect themselves. Now, they don't have to.

With the vine shield created by the **** son, they can use it to protect themselves with all their strength.

Imagine that when others felt that this spear would kill you, but you blocked it with a vine shield, and quickly counter-attacked it, that feeling was really good.

Han Cheng is also very happy. It turns out that his idea of ​​making a rattan shield is still very good. This time, with all his strength, although the rattan shield was damaged to a certain extent, the problem is not big, as long as the direction is right. Just do it.

In the future, you only need to make the tree bar for weaving the rattan shield thicker, or directly make the rattan shield into double layers, and the problem of the rattan shield not being too strong can be solved perfectly.

Everyone lost sleep and was watching this vine shield. The only vine shield passed back and forth in everyone's hands. From time to time, someone would hold it in his hand and play it twice to express the novelty of the vine shield.

After a while, under the leadership of the senior brother, everyone picked up the tools they used and left the courtyard wall, headed west, and then went to the ground.

Han Cheng didn't go out because Wu was still limpingly asking him about the rattan shield.

Wu thought hard while listening, nodding his head a little from time to time, with a sudden and cheerful look.

After doing this for a while, Han Cheng began to talk to Lime about the improvement of the vine shield.

It was the two methods he had thought of before, one was to weave with thicker rattan, and the other was to weave a double-layer rattan shield with thinner rattan.

It is not enough to rely on pure imagination. The specific effect will only be known after verification.

After all, practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

While watching Lame operating according to his idea, Han Cheng couldn't help but think of the Nanban's Fujijia Army in the Three Kingdoms period.

Do I have to imitate the vine armor army, using oil to bubble the vine shield?

Without tung oil, animal fatty oil or rapeseed oil should also work.

Although so far, the rapeseed produced by the tribe is not enough to extract oil.

Han Chengdao didn't have much worry about whether someone would use the fire attack like Mr. Wolong, and burn his tribe's rattan cards with a fire.

After all, at this time, productivity is relatively low, and human brains are far smaller than those of later generations, and it is hard to make fire. It is obviously extremely difficult to burn a vine shield with fire.

Moreover, the vine shield is different from the vine armor. The vine armor is difficult to remove when worn on the body, and it is extremely difficult to escape when it is on fire. The vine shield only needs to loosen the hand.

This is very similar to the ‘little bungee’ used for plowing. Something goes wrong when plowing the field. If you loose your hands, everything will be fine. If it is a four-wheel tractor, it will be more troublesome.

Han Cheng couldn't help but smile as he thought about it.

Then there suddenly appeared in my mind the very greedy second brother holding the rattan shield soaked in fatty oil and gnawing, just like the brother who can float on the water in Shaolin football gnawing eggs...

Han Cheng secretly smiled and shook his head, stopping the thoughts that fluttered wildly.

The second elder brother who worked too hard to break the bone shovel and came back for a new one saw the divine son shook his head and laughed, suddenly felt a little itchy nose.

After a loud sneeze, he bowed to the son of God who looked at him with a bit of astonishment, and was obviously frightened by him, and left in a hurry, lest he cause other troubles.

Seeing the second brother who had hurriedly left after changing his bones, Han Cheng couldn't help but sniffed. This guy belongs to Cao Cao? How easy is it?

Still talking about being connected with one's own mind...Oh...!

After thinking for a while, Han Cheng decided to put aside the vine shield soaking in oil first, and waited until the rapeseed to mature in the coming year, and then made a decision based on the rapeseed output.

After confirming that he had understood what he meant, Han Cheng stayed here for a while, got up and returned to the cave, and soon left with a small earthen jar in his hand.

On the two earthen jars, a word is written with stones, one is ‘white’ and the other is ‘oil’.

The crock was also filled with rapeseed, but they were the two types that Han Cheng had taken care of before. Now it is time to plant them.

In the **** field that has been planted for a season, Han Cheng specially left a large piece specifically for growing these two types of rape.

In this piece of land, not only the fertilizer is enough, but the soil is also extremely fine. This is the result of holding the rake and wiping the sweaty balloon on the side.

The first thing I planted is "cabbage".

Unlike the previous sowing of rapeseed, this time Han Cheng got out of the ditch.

In order to prevent the ditch from twisting and twisting, he deliberately found a rope and two slender sticks.

The two ends of the rope were tied to the stick respectively, and then the position was determined at two points and one line, and then a stick with a flat head was inserted into the soil, and a shallow ditch came out after going backward along this line.

The distance between two adjacent grooves is 20 cm.

After Han Cheng opened three ditches in a row, the ditching along the line fell into the hands of the balloon~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Han Cheng picked up the clay pot with the word'white', pinched the seeds inside, and moved along. Spread thinly along the ditch.

After sprinkling four or five ditches of'cabbage' seeds, take the rake placed on the ground, turn it over so that the horizontal wood is facing down, gently pull it back and forth, and the loose soil will cover the ditch. Lived, became flat.

The specially selected rapeseeds are planted in the same way as the "cabbage". The ditch is also made at two points and one line, and then scattered along the ditch.

However, the distance between two adjacent Longhangs is only ten centimeters.

The ‘cabbage’ field is connected to a specially selected field of rapeseed, and a gap of forty centimeters wide is left in the middle to separate it. When the time comes, this will be the ridge.

Planting along the ditch is a relatively meticulous job, until it gets dark before all these seeds are planted.

"Someone! Someone!"

The next morning Han Cheng was still asleep, and was awakened by the suddenly remembered shout and the sound of ‘bang Bang’.