wild trail

Chapter 70 Production
Wang Lang took a relatively strong stone and slammed it down on a nail.

After smashing all four nails, the one with the most tin was broken, and the two nails were cracked, but still intact.

What excited Wang Lang the most was that the nail with the least tin content was almost intact, leaving some shallow scratches on the surface.

This effect is already comparable to ironware, and the ratio of copper to five tin to one is undoubtedly good news for Wang Lang. There is not much tin in the tribe, so it is definitely a piece of luck to use a small amount of tin to get the best effect things.

The tin mine discovered before is too far away from here. That place will be worthless to the tribe for a long time. Wang Lang can only use the tin he currently has to make the most of it. As for weapons, it is not so important. The hardness and strength of ordinary brass can meet the requirements of making weapons.

As long as other people are not blind, they can tell which one is the best. Huo picked up the undamaged nail and said, "Lang, should we use this one?"

Wang Lang nodded and said, "We will use all the tin in the tribe to make tools. As for the weapons, we will use copper instead. In a few days, we will use copper to make some spearheads and arrowheads. You will send those to the grassland and take the tin there." Bring them all here."

Huo agreed with Wang Lang's words. He also believed that weapons were not the most important thing. Tin weapons could make them encounter gods and gods, but the tools were different. The saw that he brought to him a few days ago The shock was too great.

Wang Lang knew that with the metal tools, the tribe would develop extremely fast, and some things that were unimaginable before would be created little by little with his own hands.

"There will be bread, there will be milk, there will be everything." Wang Lang looked at the flickering light of the fire, as if he saw the future prosperity of the tribe.

The ratio of copper to tin was determined. In the next few days, all the tribes mobilized to melt all the copper and tin to make alloys and make copper blocks. The small tribe was full of smoke and heat waves throughout the day. , but no one has a complaint, they all know that what they have done will bring great changes to the tribe.

Soon new bronze axes, bronze saws, and bronze nails were made.

Huo held the shiny golden copper axe, felt the weight in his hand, and his mood was agitated. Just now, he took the ax two or three times and cut off the wood as thick as the calf, but there was not even a gap left on the axe. Down.

Seeing this shocking scene, the tribe is boiling. With these tools, people's walls can be made bigger, and they can build stronger and more comfortable houses. A better life is beckoning to them.

With the help of new tools, people used saws to make many flat wooden boards, and the molds they made were much more standardized. With the flat and standardized clay molds, Wang Lang fired many tool-shaped pottery, and painted these pottery with plant ash. , Just press it into the clay mold and it will be a perfect model. There are all kinds of shovels, planers, daggers, and daggers.

Under the concept of not pursuing exquisiteness but only pursuing practicality, people's production efficiency is very fast, and a large number of tools and weapons are made in a few days.

Most of the copper brought back has been consumed, and all the tin has been used up. People look at the shining golden copperware on the ground, and everyone is full of pride. These things are made by their hard work and sweat Yes, and more importantly, when they returned to the grassland residence, they had something to brag to other people.

"Lang, let's cut down trees. With these things, we can cut down a large area of ​​trees in one day." Huo said excitedly.

Wang Lang glanced at him, and thought: "Does this guy have some kind of compulsive disorder to cut down trees? Is tree-cutting still addictive?"

Looking at the other people, they all agreed with Huo's words, looking eager to try, Wang Lang was speechless for a while.

"I'm not busy cutting down trees now. Let's boil a batch of salt in a few days. Fire it up! You and the trees take some things back to the grassland, and bring back the rest of the tin." Wang Lang said.

When Kong Yi heard that he was going back to the grassland tribe, but it was not his turn to show his face, he was very upset about not being able to behave in front of those women. He rolled his eyes, Kong Yi thought of an idea, snickered, and tried to pretend With a dignified look, he said to Wang Lang, "Boss, how about leaving the bark behind? Leave such a laborious task to me! He's been quite tired these days."

Looking at his poor acting skills, Wang Lang didn't know what he was going to do, and asked, "Oh! Why haven't you been active in these things before, why are you so caring this time?"

"Usually? I usually work hard too!" Kong said seriously.

Wang Lang turned his head to look at the bark, and asked, "What do you think?"

Seeing that Kong Yi wanted to steal his job, Shupi really wanted to go over and beat Kong Yi up, but he couldn't do it in front of Wang Lang, so he could only hold back his anger and said, "I'm very strong, so I don't need him to do it." Don't worry, I can still paddle the raft!"

"You heard it too, let's go back to the bark!" Wang Lang shrugged and said.

"But..."

Seeing that Kong Yi wanted to say something more, Wang Lang waved his hand and said, "That's it! The people here have other things to do."

Tree Bark looked at Kong Yi and smiled triumphantly, Kong Yi was so angry that he almost went crazy.

Huo ignored the smell of gunpowder between the two, looked at Wang Lang and asked, "Lang, what's important about the people left behind?"

"Have you ever seen that kind of big deer?" Wang Lang asked.

"I've seen it!" Huo nodded.

Shupi gave up the meaningless stare with Kong Yi, looked at Wang Lang and asked suspiciously: "Lang, we have enough food, there is no need to hunt anymore, even if it is domesticated, that kind of deer is too big gone."

Wang Lang shook his head and said, "That kind of deer is not for eating, but for riding."

"Riding? What is riding?" People are very curious about this new vocabulary.

"Are you tired from walking?" Wang Lang asked back.

People nodded. Of course walking would be tiring. People didn't know why Wang Lang asked such a stupid question.

Wang Lang smiled and said, "Since walking is tiring, why can't we sit on the back of that kind of deer and let them take us?"

People's eyes lit up, and they thought: "Is there such an operation?"

"Lang, this is riding? You are so smart, you can think of such a way." Huo said extremely excitedly.

(End of this chapter)