totem god system

Chapter 7 The Art of Leatherworking

Chapter 7 The Art of Leatherworking
With the experience of the old chief last time, the teaching went very smoothly this time, and the light spot was quickly integrated into Wan's mind.

Seeing that she was absorbing knowledge with her eyes closed, Xiaobai didn't want to wait any longer, saving herself from waking up and chatting awkwardly. The system had already seen enough of the jokes, so she decisively slipped back into the totem space.

Leathermaking requires fermentation, unlike bow and arrow making, which takes time, and primitive people will gradually discover the benefits of cooked leather.

After Wan woke up, she found that Xiaobai had left. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. After bowing to the totem pole, she left quietly.

Although Xiaobai didn't explain the magic of the leatherworking technique to her, she also understood that it was a very magical technique through the knowledge passed into her mind. It turns out that an ordinary animal skin is not that simple.

Usually people use animal skins, basically peel off the animal skins and put them on the body, at most find a vine to tie them.

After a long time, the leather will have an unpleasant rancid smell, and it will be very uncomfortable on the body.

And if the leather is dried in the sun, the leather will become so hard that it cannot be used at all. Therefore, the leather worn by the tribal people needs to be replaced from time to time, and it cannot be stored for a long time.

With the skill of leather making, it will be different in the future. The leather will not only become soft, but also last longer.

Maybe it seems that the change is not particularly big, but in fact it saves a lot, more people can use the leather, and the winter will become warmer.

The technology that can make the tribe less dead is a magic skill, no doubt!
Wan returned to the tribe with excitement. Instead of announcing that she had acquired a magic skill, she found a piece of leather and started making leather silently.

She knew that even if she announced the art of leatherworking, other people would not pay too much attention to her. Her status in the tribe was not high. If she hadn't had a grandfather who was a chief, her status would be even lower, and she might be abandoned by the tribe. .

This situation is due to the understanding of women in the primitive era. The beautiful women in the minds of tribal people should be burly, powerful, with big breasts, rough skin, and able to work. As for the beauty and ugliness in appearance, that is not the case. unimportant.

This kind of woman can give birth to excellent children, and the children's physique will be better and it will be easier to survive.

And Wan, short, thin, with smooth and supple skin, and weak strength, in the eyes of the tribe, a woman like her is useless except to waste food.

Although Wan is a little innocent, she is not stupid. It can even be said that she is much smarter than other tribesmen, so she is very aware of her situation.

People who don't contribute to the tribe can't end well, especially for this small tribe, where all kinds of supplies are in short supply, and they don't need useless people.

She had always wanted to show her usefulness, but it was a pity that it didn't work out.

Wan is 16 years old this year and has no man yet. This is the best proof.

In Xiaobai's previous world, at the age of 16, he was still a child, still studying in school, happily playing with his peers.

But not here, this is the primitive world, because of the poor living environment, the lifespan of the tribal people is generally not long, at the age of 40 or 50, it is regarded as the end of life, like the old chief, who lives to the age of [-], that is definitely a long life!

In a small tribe like Wan, it is considered an adult at the age of 12, and it is very common for women to have children at the age of 14.

Therefore, the 16-year-old Wan is really an old girl.

Now God has given her the art of leather making, this is her chance, if she can't grasp it, I'm afraid she will really be abandoned by the tribe.

After absorbing the art of leather-making, Wan got busy. Through the old chief, she received two new skins that were not good After that, teach them the knowledge of leather making, just like bow and arrow technology.

After getting the leather, she used a stone knife to hang off the dirt on it, washed it with water, and then dried it.

In the eyes of the tribesmen, this kind of behavior is extremely ridiculous. Can the skin be used after drying?It will get very hard and hard, worthless, only fresh leather is good.

Wan's friends are also reminding her not to do this, but Ke Wan doesn't listen at all, she believes that the skills taught to her by the gods can't be wrong.

Once the hides are dry, she starts the nitrification process with plant ash and hangs them to dry in the shade.

When Wan was making leather, Xiaobai waited boredly in the totem space, counting the time with his fingers. He felt that he had made a huge mistake and should not teach leather making.

"Huh? Does the host have other better technical options?" The system asked quite curiously.

"Of course there are, such as charcoal, herbs, how fast they work! Much better than leather!" Xiaobai smiled wryly.

This is what he thought of later, if he wanted to keep warm in winter, charcoal would be enough, and he had to make leather for the hair!

There are also herbs, he found that there are no witch doctors in the primitive tribe!The tribal people are sick and injured, but they are tough, and they are still a hero if they survive it, but they can't survive... emmm... 18 years later, they are still a hero!

"The system is relieved to hear the host say that." There was a sigh in the system's voice.

"What do you mean?" Xiaobai was puzzled.

"Because the host is still as stupid as before. I thought the host had suddenly changed his gender and learned to think, but it turned out..." the system's daily anger.

"roll--"

Talking to the system is really full of routines, if you are not careful, you will fall into a trap!
It takes about 20 days to make leather, and the boring Xiaobai enjoys bickering with the system every day.

Wan took down the dried leather from the shelf, feeling the softness in her hand, the animal hair tightly attached to the leather, completely different from the stinky leather in the past.

Surprise flashed in her eyes, and she bounced up to the old chief with two leather bags.

"Grandpa!" Wan Xianbao handed the leather to the old chief.

"Huh?" The old chief looked at Wan suspiciously. Of course, he had seen these two leathers before, and he gave them to Wan.

Taking the leather from Wan's hand, the old chief was stunned for a moment, it was different, completely different!
As the chief of the tribe, he has seen too many animal skins, and it is easy to tell whether the skins are good or bad. However, the two skins in his hand are completely different from other animal skins, they are absolutely high-quality skins.

"Wan, what's the matter with these two skins?" The old chief raised his head and asked seriously. As a chief, he always thinks about how to make the tribe stronger, so he can naturally see the power of these skins.

"Grandpa, this is the leathermaking technique bestowed on me by the gods." Wan lowered her head and replied obediently.

People are old-fashioned, horses are old-fashioned, the old chief is much smarter than other primitive people, and after thinking about it, he understood Wan's thoughts and couldn't help nodding.

There is no elder who does not wish the younger generation well. As Wan's grandfather, he is naturally aware of Wan's status in the tribe, and of course he also hopes that Wan can live a better life.

"I'll gather the tribesmen at night and show them your skin."

This is Wan's purpose. Hearing the old chief's words, she couldn't help but smile, her beautiful eyes turned into crescent moons.

(End of this chapter)

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