The plan for a day lies in the morning.

As the beginning of the day, in addition to the fresh air, there is a unique quietness in the morning.

When the old tribe was shrouded in morning mist, the Qingque tribe Jinguan City also had some faint morning mist.

The rice fields not far away, as well as the sweet millet stalk forest, became a little hazy in the morning mist.

On the water surface of the tribal fish pond, some naughty fish will float on it from time to time, leaving shallow ripples.

In the distant waters, there are birds flapping their wings and singing, which looks like they are doing morning exercises.

"When~"

"When~"

"When~"

In this early morning, which is shrouded in mist and gives people a very quiet feeling, there are some very rhythmic sounds, which are constantly ringing according to their inherent rhythm.

Because it was quiet, the voice seemed extraordinarily distant and empty, giving people a sense of calm.

Of course, this is not the bronze bell cast here in Jinguan City, hanging on the branch of which big tree, let people hit there, and live in the morning and evening.

It is the simple water tank installed here in Jinguan City, which is continuously working.

In a place not far from Jinguan City, after modification and excavation by everyone in the tribe, a few small canals were created, and the canals had some gaps below.

Here, there are a few very primitive water traps.

It is the same as the original water tank installed in the Green Bird Tribe.

They all choose a thicker piece of wood, punch a hole horizontally in the middle of the end closer to the thick end of the wood, and put a strong wooden stick horizontally to stand it up, something like a seesaw.

It's just that the water is not like a seesaw, which can maintain balance.

The thicker end of the water tank is heavier and is supported on the ground.

The clear and bright water flows over, and after passing through a small channel made of bamboo and other things, it turns into a bright white water, falls down, and injects into the high end of the water tank. In the sink that was pulled out.

With the continuous injection of water, the tail end of the water ball slowly became heavier and lowered, and the other end of the water ball began to rise.

When the end of the water tank dropped to a certain level, the water in the sink made a splash and splashed out.

With the splashing of this water, the tail end of the water turret became lighter, and the raised water turret quickly fell down.

Carrying the weight and speed brought by the descent of the water turret, the wooden sticks for pounding rice installed above hit heavily in the stone mortar placed below.

Make a bang.

After being hit in this way, many of the rice grains placed in the stone mortar took off the shells that were wrapped around it...

A female primitive man guarding by the side saw that the rice in a stone mortar had been pounded, so he picked up a'Y'-shaped tree stick from the side and propped it under the high water bucket. .

In this case, the water will not fall down, and the rice in the stone mortar can be cleaned with peace of mind.

She first digs out from the stone mortar with a bowl. The rice and bran that are dug out are all placed in a thin bamboo sieve on the side.

After the rice and rice bran in the stone mortar became less, it was difficult to dig outside with a bowl, so she switched to using her hands.

After cleaning the rice and rice bran in the stone mortar, he scooped some rice in from a bag on the side and put it in the stone mortar.

After doing this, he stood up, held the water turret in one hand and lifted it up slightly, the other hand held the tree stick supported below, cooperated to remove it, and let go of the hand holding the water turret. .

"When~"

The water bucket that lost its support fell down, and some of the rice grains at the edge tremble slightly.

After finishing this, the woman ignored these, but picked up the bamboo sieve and began to clean up the chaff and rice that had just been put inside.

As the sieve was shaken back and forth, some fine grain chaff fell off.

The rice sank to the bottom of the sieve, and the big bran, which could not pass through the sieve, floated on it.

When there were too many chaffs floating on the top, the man stopped his hand movements, placed the bamboo sieve on the ground, and held the chaff floating on the top and gathered together with his hands.

Han Cheng, who was also up early, stood not far away, quietly watching this man pound rice here.

His heart is as quiet as this quiet morning.

From her work, Han Cheng could feel a kind of tranquility and beauty of work.

But after experiencing this beauty for a while, Han Cheng gradually discovered some problems.

The problem is that the tools for pounding rice in the tribe are a bit too backward.

This kind of pounding tool only uses water power to liberate people from the heavy pounding of rice and improve some production efficiency.

Such tools have indeed brought a lot of convenience to the tribe and saved a lot of people who grind rice in the tribe.

However, with the development of time, as well as the increase of tribal population and foods such as rice and millet that need to be shelled and eaten, this kind of water dregs gradually cannot keep up with the current situation.

The speed, scale and efficiency of the rice it grinds can no longer keep up with the development speed of the Qingque tribe.

Perhaps, I should think of a way to improve this water tank!

Han Cheng thought so in his heart.

The improved water tank must be higher in efficiency than the current water tank.

However, such improvement is not so easy.

Although he knew that in ancient times, there were many things that used water power to drive stone milling, but he was not a professional person in these aspects.

For many things, he just knows a name, or something in general.

If he is really professional and good at these aspects, he would have started to do it a long time ago, and will not be delayed until now!

But now, it cannot be delayed any longer.

With the harvest of rice and the continued planting in the coming year, it is foreseeable that rice will greatly increase its share in tribal food.

By the time the tribe will pound more rice.

If you don’t want to improve the pounding tools before then, it will become more troublesome.

Since this thing will be done sooner or later, it might as well start earlier.

With this in mind, Han Cheng made a decision to improve Shui Chu.

Then I began to think carefully about some things I knew about water dregs.

Among them, the clearest and most memorable is Hu Jun and Lin Zhiying's version of "Tianlong Ba Bu", Duan Yu and Miss Wang encounter Xixia people and hide in the mill by the river. Duan Yu is under the guidance of Miss Wang. When he was fighting against the Xixia people, he met Murong Fu who was wearing Xixia people's armor.

There is a scene where Han Cheng remembers very clearly-after the millers and his wife were killed, the unmanaged water turret, driven by the running water, hit the stone mortar below again and again, making an extremely empty sound.

The mill, which was still full of affection, became particularly bleak.

The water turret used there is different from the water turret currently used by the Qingque tribe. It is a more advanced and mature tool.

If I can get out the water in there, then the tribal water in the tribe that I am worried about will be replaced, it will be solved!

Han Cheng thought this way with some expectations, a kind of joy after seeing the goal and finding the direction.

The picture in his memory, the thing used to pound rice, resembled a long-handled hammer with an oval underneath.

Driven by a rotating stick, it constantly rises and falls.

There is no doubt that the pivotable wooden stick is the key to this object, after all, it transmits energy.

However, Han Cheng didn't know what this key part looked like.

Because this key part is installed outside the room and cannot be seen inside the room.

And Han Cheng’s clearest picture of this section is that the key position of the object inside the room and outside the room was whether the producer of the TV series at the time did not film it, or Han Cheng didn’t pay attention at the time, and Han Cheng didn’t remember it clearly. In his memory, there is no such impression.

When working on this original version of the water in the tribe, Han Chengchi was stuck here.

In addition, the tools in the tribe were not good at that time, and the amount of food that needed to be pounded was not much. The original version of the water tank was enough to deal with, so I didn't spend too much time thinking about doing this.

But not now, now he must come up with this key position he has never seen before!

Only in this way can the water traps in the tribe be updated!

Thinking like this in his heart, Han Cheng began to think hard about what the object he had never met before, or how it worked.

That's how to use water energy to drive the horizontal wood installed here in the room.

On a misty morning in Jinguan City, Han Cheng stood here, looking at the original version of the water that was constantly rising and falling driven by the flowing water, and fell into deep thought.

Confucius and his elders once said: "Look at no evil!"

This sentence and the reasoning contained therein is very correct.

Because there are a lot of incidents, all start from the look in the eyes.

For example, just to look at you more in the crowd.

For example, passing by three thousand times in the previous life, only in exchange for looking back at this life.

For example, when I look back at Bai Meisheng with a smile, the harem powder has no color.

For example, walking with shame, leaning against the door and looking back, but sniffing the green plum.

Another example is to tease, secretly send Qiubo...

These are all related to things that people can see that something happened.

At this time, when he woke up early in the morning and didn't sleep late, he ran here to stare at Shui Duo constantly, and the **** son Han Da, who was completely mad, also saw some things.

Han Cheng's heart is good, and the things he thinks in his heart are also serious, but he has forgotten one thing.

That is, there are people here besides the water that is constantly rising and falling under the drive of the current!

A woman who is busy pounding rice!

This primitive woman who was pounding rice had long discovered the **** child who was looking here not far away.

When she first saw the son of God, she became energetic as a whole. At the same time as she was energetic, she became extra cautious and worked fast and well.

Worried about leaving a bad impression in front of the Son of God.

The psychology is basically the same as the psychology of the employee who met the boss who came to inspect the work.

After working nervously and cautiously for a while, gradually, the primitive woman discovered some differences.

Because the son of God has not left, he has been looking at himself, and he is so serious!

After a while, while working, I looked back at the primitive people of the children of God from time to time, and gradually some other thoughts appeared in my heart, and some ripples appeared.

In this era when singers and film and television are far from being popular, as the **** son of the tribe who has brought all kinds of benefits and magic things to everyone, Han Cheng is definitely the idol of the whole people.

Many of the girls of later generations are willing to give birth to monkeys for their idols. As more primitive and enthusiastic people, people of this era are no worse than those of later generations when facing idols.

Later women are willing to give birth to monkeys for their idols, and so are they!

As long as idols are willing, there are more profound things than this, they are also willing to do.

And still the kind of willingness to swarm up!

It's just that their idol, Han Da Shenzi, seems to have always spotted Bai Xuemei, for them, they have never thought about them or made any actions.

Out of respect for the idol, God Son Han Da, and low self-esteem for himself, many primitive females in the tribe even dare not even think about this aspect.

Even if some people think this way, they can only think about it in their hearts. Faced with the guardian son of Han Da, who feels inferior and feels inferior, they absolutely cannot brave the courage to use practical actions to find their idol Han What happened to the Great God Son.

But it's different now!

Now his idol, the most respected son of God in the tribe, has stared at himself for so long!

As a **** female fan of the son of Han Da, facing such a situation, this primitive female can't help but think too much.

After all, this has never happened in the past!

Especially after remembering ~lightnovelpub.net~ the son of God has been from the main tribe to Jinguan City for such a long time, and it has been a long, long time since I have seen Bai Xuemei, this female primitive person is even more convinced of what she just had. guess.

Because as a woman and a woman who already has a spouse, she knows a lot about these things.

Her spouse would feel terrible after three or four days on weekdays.

Now that the gods have left the main tribe and Bai Xuemei for so long, they will definitely be even more terrible!

The more you think about it, the more this primitive woman feels reasonable and feels that she has broken the truth of the matter.

The mood became even more excited.

As a die-hard female fan of the son of God, it is natural to think about what the son of God thinks, worry about what the son of God wants, and always think about how to solve problems for your idol.

Therefore, this primitive female who saw everything, quickly moved into action...

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