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?Chapter 24: Yunchuan Needs a Hammer
Just when Yun Chuan was about to make a move, he suddenly realized that he didn't even have a hammer. Without this thing, how could he forge an unrivaled weapon?
And what he got out of the sand were all magnetic ferric oxide, which needed to be continuously melted and screened before it could become a good material for casting magic weapons.
When Yun Chuan thought that he still needed to build an iron smelting furnace, burn hard charcoal, and forget it, things like magical weapons and sharp weapons need chance to get them, and if they are too easy to get, they might be struck by lightning.
Maybe it's because spring is coming, the temperature left by the sun on Peach Blossom Island is higher than before, and a lot of red sandstone bricks have accumulated, and a decent house has taken shape.
This is a red house, the color is the true color of red sandstone. The people of the clan are very enthusiastic about building such a house. In a short period of time, a large number of red sandstone bricks were produced for Yunchuan with the roughest tools.
Without adhesive, the bricks and stones would be piled up too high, which would be dangerous. Yun Chuan planned to use mortise and tenon technology to pile them up.
The so-called mortise and tenon structure is to make grooves on both sides of the masonry and make protrusions on the other side. The two bricks are very stable when they are joined together without adhesives.
It is not difficult for Yunchuan to trim the grooves or make small tools with protrusions. He can scrape out qualified grooves or protrusions by grinding a suitable stone knife and attaching wooden strips of specified width.
The brains of the tribesmen are not very good, but their hands are really dexterous. After Yun Chuan taught them once, they could get started immediately, and the things they made were better than those made by Yun Chuan.
Or, it has something to do with their habit of using their hands for living all the time.
After giving up looking for food and working full-time on making red sandstone bricks, the construction of the house was progressing quickly. Six days later, when Yun Chuan stood on the scaffolding and spread the last bale of grass on the roof, a house leaked from all sides. The house appeared on Peach Blossom Island.
The rest of the work is simple, using mud to repair leaks, and using mud with weeds to paste the roof, these things can be done very well by Abu and them.
At this time, Yun Chuan started firing pottery and making tiles again. At the same time, he also wanted to burn a suitable crucible.
These days, God has given me a lot of face. It hasn't rained. Although it's still very cold, it can still make people survive.
After Abu laid the tiles on the roof, Yun Chuan believed that such a tall and luxurious house should appear in this world for the first time.
With this house, the imagination of the clansmen was greatly stimulated, and they tried their best to decorate the house.
Then, Yunchuan got a very Indian-style red house painted with abstract, fauvist, and stickman paintings.
They also warmly left Yun Chuan with a big blank space for him to scribble wantonly.
Yun Chuan decided to call this house the Red Palace!
Speaking of which, the Yunchuan tribe should be the wealthiest tribe among the hill tribes, even the mother's tribe can't keep up, because - each of them has at least one animal skin to keep out the cold, and a pair of linen pants to wear, and those who have begun to develop Girls can even wrap a piece of sackcloth around their chest.
A common fate and a common life can easily eliminate hatred. The two gangs of newly arrived teenagers who were originally hostile gradually put down their guard and began to enter a new life.
The milky white fish soup in the huge clay pot was tumbling, Yun Chuan grabbed a handful of freshly grown wild vegetable sprouts and threw it into the soup pot, the taste of the fish soup became even stronger.
Yunchuan doesn't eat panda meat, but he likes meat oil made from panda fat.
? Fry the fish yellow on both sides with a little meat oil, and then boil it in hot water. It is difficult for the fish soup to turn milky white.
The short lifespan of the savages is largely related to the fact that the food is too rough, coupled with the torture of diseases, and the erosion of wind and rain, it is impossible to live longer.
Yun Chuan's countermeasure is - soup!
Panda soup, tiger soup, beef soup, fish soup, wild vegetable soup.
Under the urging of various tonic soups, the faces of his emaciated clansmen finally lost their color, and their bodies looked much more normal.
Every night, the clansmen would surround Yunchuan and lie on a hollowed out red sandstone slab to watch the bright stars.
The sparks under the red sandstone slabs are occasionally blown bright by the night wind, and the eyes of the teenagers lying on the warm stone slabs baked by the fire are also shining brightly.
Because, at this time, Yun Chuan would point to the stars in the sky and tell themA story of one person after another who turns into a star after death.
"Look, if those stars are connected together, don't they look like a tiger? You have to pay attention to the direction of the tiger's mouth. There should have been two big teeth there. The reason why they are gone now is because its teeth are here. .¡±
Yun Chuan took out his pair of dental knives as he spoke, and after everyone's eyes were on the two dental knives, he raised his arms and raised the dental knives high, like To return the pair of big teeth to the saber-toothed tiger that has died and turned into a star.
Abu has long been fascinated by these stories. Not only does he like to listen to them, but he can also add some bridges in the middle of the stories, such as adding Yunchuan.
Yunchuan's story was very long, and Yunchuan didn't stop until the clansmen couldn't bear it and finally fell asleep.
He needs to talk more, so that the clansmen can talk to him more, and if he talks more, he won't be lonely anymore.
It's dawn, but there is only a morning glow, which is still like a fire cloud.
When something like this appeared in winter, Yun Chuan was not sure if it would rain. To be on the safe side, he asked the teenagers to take back all the salted fish that had been drying outside into the house.
Yunchuan's biggest natural enemy at this time is the bird!
When the peach blossoms on the plain were just budding, he planted the millet, sorghum, millet, and wheat he had brought.
Unexpectedly, just after planting it, it was devastated by the overwhelming flock of birds.
For this reason, Yunchuan mobilized his people to tear down a large piece of linen into threads, add thin bamboo strips, and make a large net for sticking birds.
Without putting in any bait, within less than an hour after the sun came out, Yunchuan harvested a basketful of small birds, all kinds of birds, and sparrows were the most among them.
Assholes like crows are abominable. They are too big, and the quality of the net is too poor. They didn't catch this kind of thing, and they made several big holes in the net.
Looking at these big holes, Yun Chuan couldn't help but think, if there were nets woven with fishing lines like those of later generations, there would be no need for hunting in his own family. As long as the nets were set up, there would be endless birds to eat.
There are too many birds This is the great enemy of agriculture. Only now did Yun Chuan understand why his mother's tribe had never cultivated the land, even though they had edible grass seeds, because conditions did not allow it.
That¡¯s all for sparrows. The largest population of this kind of bird is only a thousand or eight hundred. The scariest thing is the starling. The population of this thing is too large. When they fly in the air, they can be said to cover the sky. Every evening, when these starlings return to their nests, they can see their performances.
Sometimes it looks like a giant whale, sometimes it looks like a tiger, sometimes it looks like a phoenix, and sometimes it looks like a long snake. Whenever Yunchuan sees this scene, he is deeply worried about the agriculture of this era.
Fortunately, they have natural enemies, all kinds of eagles, kites, red-billed and white-billed crows. Unfortunately, when these birds are here, starlings and sparrows will disappear. Once these things are full, go away Once again, Peach Blossom Island in Yunchuan will once again become a paradise for birds.
This is always the case in winter, Yun Chuan dare not think about what the migratory birds will look like when they come back after the spring.
The black pottery crucible was burning red, and Yun Chuan threw the crushed copper ore into the crucible, and while stirring with a pottery stick, he checked whether the copper was melted.
Different from the difficult process of melting copper by wild people, because Yunchuan made seven or eight bamboo wind pipes, the temperature of the flame was very high, and the copper ore powder was melted in a short while.
Yun Chuan scraped off the impurities with a long-handled ceramic spoon, and the bright red copper water remained quietly at the bottom of the crucible.
Yun Chuan did not have tin, and only got a little lead at the market. Without thinking about it, he threw the little lead in his hand into the copper water.
The lead melted quickly when it was put into the copper water. Yun Chuan kept stirring it with a pottery stick. Seeing that they were completely fused, he pulled out the pottery fragments blocking the gap in the crucible, and watched as a red line poured into a hammer. In the oven-dried sand model.
Then, Yun Chuan got a hammer head, which is very strange, only one side is like the hammer of later generations, and the other side is flat.
This is something that can't be helped, with the few materials at hand, Yun Chuan couldn't make a mold that could be snapped together.
It took Yun Chuan half a day to install the handle on the hammer head, and he swung it casually a few times, and there was no other problem except that it was too heavy.
Everyone likes this hammer, regardless of men and women, everyone hopes to have a hammer, and Yunchuan has too few copper mines.
The copper ore in his hand can only cast a copper hammer and a copper plate, and these two things are the most important tools for Yunchuan to smelt iron.
Casting these things is easy, but it takes too much time to use the furnace. Basically, the furnace will be useless after smelting once, and the crucible will be covered with copper and impurities, so it will be useless.
However, iron smelting is an extremely tedious and repetitive work. The iron that comes out of the first furnace is nothing, and it is a little stickier than stone. It is useless, unless you can repeatedly smelt and cast it to get a more useful piece of iron.
After the iron comes out, it needs to be continuously smelted and stirred vigorously to turn it into steel. The iron has little effect on Yunchuan at present, unless he can get the steel out.
Yun Chuan looked down at his two arms that had been scorched by the fire because of copper smelting, looked up at the stormy sky, and sighed heavily.
The feeling of doing it yourself is really bad.It is easy to cast these things, but it takes too much time to use the furnace. Basically, the furnace will be useless after smelting once, and the crucible will be covered with copper and impurities, so it will be useless.
However, iron smelting is an extremely tedious and repetitive work. The iron that comes out of the first furnace is nothing, and it is a little stickier than stone. It is useless, unless you can repeatedly smelt and cast it to get a more useful piece of iron.
After the iron comes out, it needs to be continuously smelted and stirred vigorously to turn it into steel. The iron has little effect on Yunchuan at present, unless he can get the steel out.
Yun Chuan looked down at his two arms that had been scorched by the fire because of copper smelting, looked up at the stormy sky, and sighed heavily.
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