The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 195 Sundial
In the last month before winter, the Mang tribe is very busy: storing food, building houses, and storing supplies for the winter, all of which require a lot of manpower.

The busy time always flies very fast. In a blink of an eye, a month has passed, and the weather has gradually become colder and colder.

"Whoosh..."

In the middle of the night, with the cold wind howling outside the window, Chen Bei turned over and woke up, took a sip of water, and added some dry firewood to the heating stove.

Chen Bei lay on the bed again, but found that he was no longer sleepy. He looked out the window, but it was still pitch black, and he didn't know what time it was.

"It would be nice to have a watch or a mechanical wall clock." Chen Bei said to himself.

Of course, this can only be imagined. These sophisticated things cannot be manufactured with the simple technology of the tribe.

"However, the sundial can be made. Let the stonemason carve a stone plate and put a pillar on it."

Unfortunately, the sundial can only be used during the day and when there is the sun, and it is of no help to keep time at night.

The easiest and most effective way to keep time at night is to make an hourglass for timekeeping.

These two things are not very difficult to make, and things like sundials can be used for timekeeping or as tribal decorations, which is still very good.

But the hourglass needs someone to watch it specially. After the sand has leaked out, it needs to be replaced in time, which is troublesome, and if the watchman is not careful, it is easy to make mistakes.

"First make a sundial, which can stand next to the altar, and the pillars are carved with totem patterns, and can also be used as totem poles, killing two birds with one stone."

"As for the hourglass, you can ask a few people to study it and let them make it themselves."

It's good to have a tribe, you don't need to do everything yourself, you just need to explain it, and the people below will naturally find a way.

Chen Bei lay on the bed again, covered with a thick, soft rabbit fur mattress, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep again.

That night, the cold wind outside was blowing very hard, rolling and making a "woo-woo" sound. The little warmth on the ground was completely blown away by the cold wind, leaving only the bone-chilling cold.

Early the next morning, Chen Bei got up, opened the door, and a gust of cold air rushed towards his face, making him wake up instantly from a dazed state.

I saw a thin layer of frost condensed on the roof and the ground, dazzling white under the sunlight.

The leaves of the few green vegetables left in the yard were all frozen and could not be eaten.

Fortunately, most of the vegetables have been harvested, and the few remaining trees didn't grow very well, and it didn't matter if they were frozen.

"Frost has fallen, and snow is not far away."

"It's time to prepare for the sacrifice."

Every time after the frost falls, the tribe will start to prepare sacrifices for sacrifices, as well as various supplies for sacrifices, and the tribe will also clean up.

This year the Mang tribe has a population of [-]. Apart from some captives and tourists, there are also [-] real tribe members. It is foreseeable that there will be a large number of totem warriors in this sacrifice.

"It's best to get the sundial out before the sacrifice."

In the previous life, when Chen Bei was young, he tried to make a simple sundial, and he didn't need to make it very precise, it was enough to be able to tell the approximate time.

After Chen Bei washed up, he ate something, and then walked towards the stone tool workshop.

The Mang tribe has six major workshops: stone workshop, wood workshop, bone workshop, clothing workshop, pottery workshop and weapon workshop.

These six major workshops produce almost all the utensils used in the life of the Mang tribe.

Among the six major workshops, the stone tool workshop is the one with the greatest demand. Tribal people are used to living and hunting with various stone tools.

Their preference for stone tools has even become something like a belief.

After all, compared to other materials, stone tool raw materials are easier to obtain, and they are durable, which is a very good thing.

For example, a pot, a pottery pot is easily broken, but a stone pot can be passed on for several generations, as long as it is not hit by a terrible force, it can even be passed on forever.

Therefore, there are a large number of masons in stone tool workshops, and most of them are totem warriors or people who are born with great strength.

In the Mang tribe, the tribe will not ignore the totem warriors who are disabled due to various reasons such as hunting and fighting, but will let them choose a competent job and continue to shine for the tribe.

This is also one of the characteristics of the Mang tribe.

"Ding ding ding..."

Far away from the stone tool workshop, one can hear the knocking sound one after another.

Dozens of stonemasons each occupy a corner, concentrating on beating or polishing their own stone tools.

The owner of the stone tool workshop is named "Hammer". He is a totem warrior in his 40s.

At this time, Hammer was grinding the tip of the stone spear with high-quality stone. He was very patient and focused, and only had this stone tool in his eyes.

When Chen Bei found the hammer, he stood behind him for a long time and didn't notice it. It wasn't until he finished grinding one side of the spearhead and raised his head that he noticed someone standing behind him.

"Leader...leader..."

After noticing Chen Bei, Hammer hurriedly stood up, he secretly blamed himself for being too focused, as a totem warrior, he didn't even notice anyone behind him.

Chen Bei didn't care too much, and told Hammer the idea of ​​making a sundial with a smile.

"Stone plate and totem pole, can you tell the time?"

Hammer scratched his head. This kind of thing does not sound complicated, but he has never seen it before, and he has no such impression in his mind.

However, since it is something placed by the altar, especially if there is a totem pole on it, it must be the best, otherwise it will be disrespectful to the totem god.

Chen Bei had already prepared for this, and he took out a scroll of animal skins, on which was a sundial drawn by himself, very in the style of the Mang tribe.

The totem poles are engraved with the totem patterns of the Mang tribe, and on the top is a relief head of a flaming rhinoceros.

The words "Zichou Yinmao" are engraved on the side of the stone plate, just like a clock, recording the twelve hours of the day.

Chen Bei's drawings are very detailed, including a comprehensive map and an exploded view, which can be understood at a glance.

Hammer thought about it carefully, and said: "No problem, leader, it can be done in ten days."

A large stone tool like this, if it is an ordinary stone tool maker, it may not be possible to complete it in a hundred days, let alone ten days.

But Hammer is different. He is a totem warrior, an old stone tool master, and has other stone tool masters to assist him. Ten days is actually quite conservative.

"Okay, then I'll wait for your good news."

Chen Bei left the animal skin scroll to Hammer, and then left the stone tool workshop. He was looking forward to the arrival in ten days.

After leaving the stone tool workshop, Chenbei found the pottery workshop again, explained the making of the hourglass, left a picture, and let them study the rest by themselves.

(End of this chapter)