After dinner, because she listened to the story, Yu Qian'er couldn't sleep and pestered Chen Jian, wanting to hear more dreams from her brother.

Jian Chen stretched out his finger and wrote a one on the ground, and then stretched out two fingers to write a two......

Yu Qian'er looked at the two marks on the ground, and then looked at her fingers, and seemed to understand what it was.

In her opinion, this is the knot that the old grandmother tied in the bark of the tree.

Jian Chen kept counting to three, stretched out three fingers, and told Yu Qian'er over and over again.

Yu Qian'er struggled to make a sound, learning the simplest three numbers, but she felt amazing.

Later, when you catch prey, you don't have to tie knots in the bark.

These three simple numbers, Yu Qian'er learned the whole time when the moon shone on the entrance of the cave, and then she fell asleep tiredly.

Early the next morning, Yu Qian'er ran early to the grass at the entrance of the cave, caught some small grasshoppers, and came back to feed the three birds, and proudly told others that they were three birds, so the numbers one, two, three, were recited among the children.

It wasn't until someone stretched out four fingers to ask Yu Qian'er that she showed a distressed look, and her brother didn't tell herself.

The women looked at the children with a smile, the men were ready to hunt as usual, and the men looked at the bow with a sense of eagerness.

One of the big differences between humans and animals is that they think about what to eat tomorrow, what to eat the day after tomorrow, and even what to eat in winter.

This is not a squirrel-like instinct, but the result of self-reflection.

Yesterday's prey is still left today, but that doesn't mean it's time to rest today.

But just as everyone was about to leave, Jian Chen told everyone not to go hunting today, and the ancestors gave him new guidance in a dream.

He pointed to the bow and said, "Everyone can have a bow." ”

Yesterday, they had already seen the power of bows and arrows, and after some discussion, the clansmen decided to follow Jian Chen's advice.

The women were also left behind by Jian Chen, who were originally going to collect some tubers.

Chen Jian said that ancestors would give women a tool like a bow and arrow, which could easily capture prey.

After yesterday's events, everyone was convinced of the guidance of their ancestors, so except for a few people who were left to watch the children in the cave, the rest followed Chen Jian down the mountain.

The men wished they had a bow as well, while the women were speculating about what new tools their ancestors would bring them.

After finding some wrist-thick elm trees at the bottom of the mountain, Chen Jian explained, and everyone smashed the small elm tree with stones.

Jian Chen led the women to peel off all kinds of bark with stones, collected all the fibers in the bark, and soon made a lot of them.

After returning to the cave, the men used stone knives to cut the small elm tree under the guidance of Jian Chen, and soon had the rudiments of the bow body.

The women watched as Chen Jian tied several bark fibers to a stone, tied one end of the rope to the stone wall, and constantly rotated the stones underneath, using the inertia of the stone to wrap these fibers together to form the simplest rope.

The clansmen already knew how to knead simple ropes, but they never knew that they could be so fast.

The ropes with the thickness of his little thumb were tangled together, and Jian Chen pulled hard, and it was quite strong. If you are careful to shred all the bark fibers, this rope can be made even thinner.

The women of the tribe learned to use the suggested spindle of the stone to wrap around the bark, and soon a large pile of bark was kneaded into ropes.

But now they haven't seen what Jian Chen is going to do.

Chen Jian found some small wooden sticks and inserted them in a row on the ground at intervals of about five centimeters.

I counted them, and there were thirty small sticks in total.

A rope was tied to each of the sticks, and thirty ropes were tied to a crossbar, which were straightened parallel to the ropes tied to the sticks.

These sixty ropes are called weft by Chen Jian.

Then he asked Yu Qian'er to take a long rope and call it a warp.

The so-called weaving is the process of intertwining the warp and weft threads.

Lift the crossbar upwards over the fixed thirty parallels, and let Yu Qian'er pass the warp through the two layers of weft, and then descend the crossbar.

In this way, the warp and the weft are intertwined, and the odd number of warp threads are above the fixed thirty wefts and below the unfixed thirty wefts; The even-numbered warp threads are below the fixed thirty parallels and above the thirty unfixed ones.

Simple crosses appeared quickly, just slowly. He knows how to do it but is not proficient, and Yu Qian'er does not understand it at all, but just learns it.

Women have a natural advantage over this kind of highly repetitive labor, so as a man, Chen Jian's mood began to be anxious after tossing for a while.

This can't be regarded as a loom, but it has more or less a prototype and principle, and as for how to improve it, it is a woman's business.

The complete weaving process is nothing more than twisting the fibers into threads, and then the warp and weft intersect. It doesn't matter if it's linen, silk, cotton or palm, it's all the same.

What has changed is nothing more than how to twist the thread faster, thinner and better, and how to intersect the warp and weft from three people using their hands to one person using their hands and feet.

The clansmen were dizzy when they saw it, and suddenly felt that the magic was not good, and those kneaded ropes were actually fixed together, forming something like animal skin.

Chen Jian endured his anxiety, and cooperated with Yu Qian'er, the two became more and more proficient, and the shuttle warp continued to approach the end of the weft, and after a busy morning, he finally completed the first piece of cloth of the tribe.

Compared with the sacks of later generations, the thin ropes and thumb-sized gaps are made into clothes and worn on the body, and healthy wheat-colored mosaics can be quickly sunburned in places that should not be exposed......

The coarse fibers, the irregular warp and weft gaps, quite the mood of handmade luxury goods in the previous life.

Yu Qian'er was very happy with this piece of cloth more than two meters long, and became more and more convinced that her brother must have been guided by his ancestors, and showed it to his grandmother.

Chen Jian couldn't look at it, but the clansmen took it in their hands one after another, and finally learned from Chen Jian's example, and in groups of three or four, they began to weave these things with the simplest handlooms.

In the afternoon, the men finally polished their bows, and Jian Chen helped them on the bowstrings and taught them how to draw the bows and shoot arrows.

After a while of proficiency, the men went out with their bows to hunt nearby birds, stuffing their teeth and leaving feathers to make arrows.

The simple longbow, even without tail feathers, was still very accurate at a distance of ten meters, but the tribesmen's various strange bow pulling postures reduced this distance to three or five meters, and frightened several wolves at the entrance of the cave to run away.

There are fine elm trees in the woods, and if you have time to carve a bow and replace it with a bone arrowhead, it should be no problem to shoot large animals, just take some time to tame a bow.

In the cave, the women also simply weaved dozens of meters of bark fiber cloth, and Chen Jian sewed several pieces of cloth together with bone needles, which were more than ten meters long.

Then he took four more pieces of wood, found a few pieces of cloth and sewed them on the wood with bone needles, and made a simple sieve.

The rest of the fiber cloth, Chen Jian folded it easily, knitted the two ends with bone needles at will, and made a handmade fiber bag.

The women also learned from him to sew their own small handbags with bone needles, and when they used to collect wild fruits, they were all grabbed by hand or carried with animal skins, which was much more convenient.

When everything was ready, he called the women in the cave and walked towards the creek below.

Looking back, Jian Chen almost laughed.

A group of aunts and cousins, dressed in animal skins and carrying handmade pure natural fiber bags on their backs, are very artistic in post-modern fashion.

It's a pity that this is not a catwalk, but a hunt for survival.

There is a river seven or eight meters wide at the bottom of the mountain, the water is naturally very clear, not too deep, and there are many fish in it.

Yu Qian'er was carrying Chen Jian's LV handmade bag, and several people carried the fiber cloth of the more than ten meters factory and the small sieve.

I tried the water temperature and it was a bit cold.

In the grass by the river, there are a few grass carp chewing grass roots, biting and gurgling, hearing the sound of people, and swishing and hiding at the bottom of the river.

Chen Jian saw the familiar grass carp and carp, as well as a few fish that he had never seen before, if he dug a puddle and waited for a day, it was okay to scoop the fish, but so far he had not seen a gourd, and the scoop was naturally nowhere to be seen.

The women guessed that this was preparing to catch fish, but they were a little dazed when they looked at the things in their hands, how could they catch fish without a stone spear?

Yu Qian'er believed that her brother would definitely be able to catch the fish, so she tilted her head to look at the small group of fish in the water, reminiscing about the taste of grilled fish.

Seeing that it was not too early, he determined that the water here was knee-deep, and that it was a suitable place, so he directed the women to carry the stones and construct a simple figure-eight shape in the narrow part of the river.

The wide mouth of the figure of eight is the upper reaches of the river, which starts from the bank and extends downward, leaving only a gap the size of a sieve.

The water flowed down through the cracks in the stones, but the fish could not swim through the cracks in the stones, and the water became more turbulent than before near the narrow mouth of the figure-eight.

Let the four women block the small sieve at the narrow mouth of the figure-eight, and the rest of the people stretched out the long fiber cloth and came to the upper reaches of the river.

The fiber cloth is exactly as wide as the river, and the finger-sized gap will not have much resistance.

More than a dozen women and Chen Jian straightened the fiber cloth together and slowly walked downstream.

The startled fish noticed the danger, but they could not go upstream through the fiber cloth, so they had to swim downstream.

There were stones downstream, and there was only a gap that was a meter wide, and the brainless fish rushed towards the gap.

This is not a netting method and cannot be used in large rivers, but it is well suited to narrow and shallow channels.

The river has never been fished in this way, and countless small fish of all colors rush down densely, mixed with some crickets or turtles.

Within the range of the inverted figure-eight, the fish are already overwhelmed.

"Fish! Fish! ”

Yu Qian'er and a few children pointed in surprise to the fish churning in the water, which had gathered together and rushed to the top of the sieve because the space had been reduced.

The water drained through the thumb-sized sieve, but the fish remained, accumulating more and more.

The white belly was constantly churning, and there were a few large carp with strong tail fins that could jump through the sieve, but the smaller ones weren't so lucky.

The water can flow away from the sieve, but they can't, so they have to pile up in the sieve, constantly jumping.

The big fish ran away, there were more and more palm-sized fish, and the women cheered and jumped, and they got a few days of food so easily!

Yu Qian'er looked at the small cloth bag on her shoulder, hurriedly ran to the sieve, reached for the fish, and threw it into her handmade cloth bag.

The rest of the women also reacted and ran over one after another, everyone's bags bulging.

Occasionally, someone screamed in pain and shook the cricket clamped on his finger, and the more he shook it, the tighter the clamp became, causing others to laugh.

The cheers drew the men who were hunting in the woods to look in amazement at the innumerable fish, many of which had been thrown on the shore, and a full layer of sieves.

Yu Qian'er stood in the water, stunned and looked at the four fish in her cloth bag, extremely distressed.

After thinking for a while, he pinched out one and threw it on the shore.

So I could count to three happily, and my heart was very happy.