"This can't fly?

You wait and I'll make one that flies. ”

Han Dashenzi said to the stone very indifferently on the surface.

The stone holding the small snakeskin parachute suddenly became cheerful again.

Surprised and delighted, seeing Han Cheng, he couldn't wait to kick him hard on the ass a few times.

Don't you know how difficult it is to build a Kong Ming lantern at this time?

Han Cheng, who was smiling, actually had 10,000 strange animals in his heart at this moment, rushing away and whistling past.

"Go and cut a bamboo pole and come back, cut it from the roots."

Han Cheng handed the stone head to the stone and said to the stone.

The stone was even more excited than the chicken blood at this time, so he agreed, carried the pickaxe, and walked out of the courtyard gate faster than the rabbit, and rushed towards the bamboo forest with smoke and dust rolling all the way.

Watching the stone quickly go out of the courtyard gate, Han Cheng, who was standing with his hands in his hands and a calm smile on his face, suddenly collapsed.

Squatting on the ground, holding his head with both hands, he slowly sucked the tooth flowers.

Children who like to be more serious and love to learn too much can't afford to be hurt, this will be difficult for the master to die!

This was Han Cheng's silent wail.

It is said that a Kong Ming lantern is only, the structure is very simple, and the riverside square in later generations, when encountering the Lantern Festival, is only five pieces of one, which shows that its structure is simple and the cost is low.

The problem is that materials that are very common in later generations are different in the times, but at this time, they can make it difficult for people to die.

There is no thin paper or plastic sheet, you can use the snakeskin that is washed away, this guy is the same light and thin, the same airtight.

The skeleton inside can be pierced with broken thin bamboo strips, and it will not weigh too much.

Burning things can be used with some linen leftovers, soaked in oil or pine resin, so-so can be dealt with, these three points are easy to solve.

The point is that the material used to tie the oil-stained linen cloth under the Kong Ming lantern is a thing that can make people embarrassed to lose their hair.

Ordinary twine will definitely not work, use them to tie up, I am afraid that the Kong Ming lantern has not yet flown into the sky, and it has already spontaneously combusted on the spot.

Even if you replace the leather rope and animal tendons, the effect is not much worse, and it is estimated that if you fly less than two meters high, the rope will burn, the fire ball will fall from the sky, and the lamp made of snakeskin will also fall.

The best material is fine and soft iron wire.

But the problem is that there is none.

Not to mention fine and soft iron wires, even other copper wires, steel wires, aluminum wires...... All the things that have anything to do with metal, the Qingque tribe doesn't have any.

The only metal products in possession are hammers, hammers, and axes...... This big guy.

Don't say that these things can't be used to tie up oil-stained cloth and connect it with Kong Ming lanterns, even if they could, Han Cheng wouldn't do it.

The reason is very simple, in order to make such a heavy thing, how big a Kong Ming lantern and how big a flame do you need?

It's a life-threatening problem.

"Brother Cheng, you... What are you doing squatting on the ground? ”

In the melancholy of meditating, Bai Xuemei's voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Han Cheng, who was not aware of Bai Xuemei's arrival at all, was taken aback.

Looking up at this mother-in-law who walked without sound and was still a minor in the future life, Han Cheng suppressed the fright and said loudly: "I'm tired of plowing the ground, squat down and rest." ”

Lies come as soon as they open their mouths.

was embarrassed by Kong Minglan, and he wouldn't say anything about it.

After all, Han Dashenzi is also a person who wants to be faced.

As a person from later generations, but being embarrassed by such a small thing, how can this be easy to say?

Especially in front of Bai Xuemei, she can't say that she can't do it.

"That's... What are you doing with your head in your hands? ”

The questioning from the soul continued, and Han Cheng rolled his eyes helplessly in his heart.

Sure enough, the deepest hurt always comes from those closest to you.

However, the critical attack from Bai Xuemei's root-to-bottom inquiry is obviously not over yet.

Seeing that Han Cheng didn't answer, she tilted her head and thought for a while, and then said happily as if she had figured out something: "I know, I must be resting with my head and recovering faster." ”

As he spoke, he squatted down beside Han Cheng, following Han Cheng's example, holding his head in both hands, looking very much like two cabbages waiting to be stolen.

Han Cheng looked at Bai Xuemei who looked at him with a happy face, and the black line on his head.

You know!

It's easy for you to get beaten up if you do that, you know?

His gaze swept over Bai Xuemei's stomach, Han Cheng snorted secretly, but he still couldn't stretch out his hand after all.

For the sake of the children, I will forgive you generously first.

Han Cheng lowered his hand from his head, stood up, and stood up again.

It wasn't that he was stimulated by the stupid daughter-in-law, but a cloud of smoke rose from outside the courtyard wall, and he came quickly towards the gate.

Sure enough, as soon as he stood up, a stone with a pickaxe on his shoulder and a bamboo pole in his hand had already appeared at the gate.

The bamboo branches behind the bamboo pole were not cleared, so they ran all the way back, no wonder they could make the movement so big, they were about to catch up with the front of the Dangyang Bridge, and Zhang Fei asked his subordinates to tie the branches on the horse's tail, and ran back and forth to make the movement.

Han Cheng complained about his kung fu, and the stone had already entered the courtyard without stopping, and the bamboo poles and branches behind swept to the gate of the tribe, sweeping the gate back and forth.

Before the gate was quiet, the stone had already carried a bamboo pole and came to Han Cheng's side with billowing smoke and dust.

Don't say anything, it's just hehe, straight music.

But the meaning is very clear, that is, I have already got the bamboo pole back, so let's get started.

Han Cheng, who was watching, wanted to give him a few strokes on his head.

But after all, I couldn't help it, and after breaking the bamboo for a while, I began to break the bamboo slivers.

This thing, Han Cheng is not a professional, and he hasn't broken it for a while.

After understanding what the Son of God wanted to make of the stone, he was extremely discerning at this time, and without saying a word, he turned his head and ran.

After a while, he limped over with the fast running that was pulled by him.

Seeing the lame figure, Han Chengcheng couldn't help but want to wail.

This little bastard of the stone is really looking for trouble, and he wants to kill himself!

Lame bamboo strips are professional, and as a person who cultivates lameness, he knows this very well.

The reason why I know that the lame technique is very good, but I don't look for it, but insist on doing it myself here, is because in addition to living well, the lame is still a big mouth!

All the new things that he knows can be shouted at quickly, especially in the matter of Han Cheng making new things, there is a persistent existence.

In the past, Han Cheng still enjoyed this strange atmosphere where many people gathered around the side, after all, it was better to put on a light load.

But this time, it's very different, and he still doesn't have a clue about refractories......