When noon came, the man who had stayed in the tribe to cook had made his meal, and came out and said to the man standing guard on the low wall on the west side, and the man opened his throat to the people who were busy in the fields not far in front of him, and informed him of the opening of the meal.

The people of the Qingque tribe were eating the soup boiled with salt in a big bowl, and they felt very happy.

Although the salt has only been made by Han Cheng for more than a year, it has been deeply imprinted in the bones of the Qingque tribe, as if it was a habit that has been passed down for a long time.

If at this time, let them eat unsalted broth, most of them will find it difficult to swallow.

Salt is such a magical existence.

When many people are eating, they can't help but look up at the built house, and on the walls under the eaves, there are not only many dried meats, but also several handfuls of millet hanging there.

They couldn't get enough of such a view.

The senior brother ate quickly, put the two chopsticks on the bowl, threw the bowl empty, wiped his mouth and went to rest.

After a short nap, I'm going to go back to reclaiming the wasteland, and finish this piece before dark.

Han Cheng stopped the senior brother and said that he was asking him to wait a while, there was something to show him.

The senior brother stopped according to his words, looked at the Divine Son with some expectation, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, what good things the Divine Son had come up with.

Han Cheng didn't deliberately lower his voice when he said this, and many people heard it, and they all sped up their meals, wanting to follow along.

Well, curiosity is probably innate.

The lame chop on the side was faster, because the kind of thing that Miko said came from his hands.

When Han Cheng finished eating, all the people on the side had already finished eating, Han Cheng snorted a little helplessly, smiled and beckoned to everyone, and walked to the open area in the courtyard.

Han Chengchao looked at him with a little excitement and nodded, and the limp limped quickly to the three tiled houses, and came out again in a blink of an eye, holding an oval wooden row in his hand.

This wooden row is different from the wooden row used to clamp the wall when the Qingque tribe is commonly built, and the weaving technique is much more complicated, similar to the technique of weaving the rafter, but it is more cumbersome than it, and the wooden row is also stronger.

The wooden raft is not large, 80 centimeters long and 50 centimeters wide at its widest point, and bears some resemblance to the lid of a pot made of split sticks and grass stems in the tribe.

Everyone looked at this familiar and unfamiliar thing, and for a moment they couldn't guess the intention of the gods, and they didn't know what this strange-looking wooden raft could be used for.

It's definitely not going to work, it's too small.

It is also not good to cover the jar used to cook soup, because there are too many gaps.

Han Cheng took the strange-looking wooden raft from the lame hand, held the wooden handle with a diameter of two or three centimeters that was horizontal in the middle of the back of the wooden raft, and lifted it up.

The handle is curved and spans about 10 centimeters, with the highest point about 5 centimeters away from the row.

Like the rafter handle, the two ends are woven directly into the raft.

If you have the strength to weave the rafter in this way, even if you put more than 200 catties of stones into it, the handle of the rafter will not be separated from the rafter.

Well, many people must have already guessed what this thing is, so don't buy it.

That's right, it's a shield.

Although it looks a little weird and too simple, it has everything that a shield should have.

Regarding the matter of improving weapons, in fact, Han Cheng has been thinking about it for a long time, but because the current conditions are limited, many things cannot be made, and all kinds of things are complicated, and he has not thought about what kind of weapon to make, what materials to use, and how to make it, so he has been falling behind.

After such a long time of brewing, it can be said that the time and place are favorable, so this rattan woven shield came into being.

In fact, at the beginning, Han Cheng didn't think about making a shield, but wanted to make an offensive weapon.

The phrase "offense is the best defense" he forgot where he heard it has always stayed in his mind, and he has also been enthusiastic, and he feels that offense is more exemplary than passive defense.

This thought continued until he saw the 'rice bowl' of a female primitive who was nursing a child, and then it came to an abrupt end.

The 'rice bowl' that the primitive woman had prepared for the child had a patch of cyan on it, which was the mark left by the stone used by the people of the Teng Snake tribe who came to attack last winter.

When Han Cheng saw it, it had been almost three months since the Teng Snake Tribe attacked.

More than three months have passed, and the bruises on this female primitive have not been completely eliminated, which shows that her injuries are not light.

It was this bruise that had not been completely eliminated that made Han Cheng completely change his mind.

Holding a weapon to fight and watching the enemies fall one by one under their own hands can indeed make people's blood boil, but where in this world can there be a good thing to take advantage of and not suffer?

The last time the Blue Sparrow tribe relied on the wall to take advantage of such a big advantage, and some people were injured, not to mention chasing others with weapons......

Speaking of defensive weapons, Han Cheng's first thought was armor, not the kind of armor warriors, just ordinary ones.

It's just that this kind of relatively demanding thing is obviously impossible to get according to the current level of the Qingque tribe.

So the next best thing to do was to build a shield.

The Blue Sparrow tribe is currently able to use wood, stone, and dirt.

It is obviously impossible to make a shield from stone, and the clay can be fired out of pottery, and according to Heiwa's current level, it is not impossible to fire a pottery shield, but this thing is too heavy and fragile......

Han Cheng's next idea was to find some wooden sticks of similar thickness and split them in two, and then put them together with the plane facing up, making it look like a shield.

Then draw three lines horizontally on the back, and along these lines, make a groove two centimeters deep, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, and then use a strip of wood with a wide lower and narrow upper strip from the edge to penetrate into this groove, so that these loose pieces of wood will be firmly connected to one piece.

He explained this idea to the lame little by little, and then tried to make it with the lame, and then ...... I gave up.

The tools and techniques required of this approach are simply too high.

Thinking of the Nanban rattan armor army that was burned by Zhuge Liang with fire, and seeing the wooden rows that are very common in his tribe, coupled with the fact that the lame has mastered the technique of weaving rafters, the rattan shield appeared......

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