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Chapter 0032 JīJīJīJī

After seeing the sand table model, the tribe members burst into unimaginable passion for labor.

Even if I was tired, I took a look at the model and instantly, I was full of blood and resurrected again.

No matter what questions the tribe members have in their hearts, they are thrown out of the sky in front of the "visible" future houses.

This effect is completely thrown a few streets than the effect of the patriarch's scepter.

Sure enough, there must be a dream!

Now, the "new village" on the sand table is the common dream of all tribesmen!

Realize it!

This is the common voice of all tribesmen.

Brick making continues.

There are more and more brick embryos.

Ye Qing sent all the laborers, except those who fished and those who smelted copper, to make brick embryos.

Usually when they harvested rice, they spent all their time on inefficient grinding stone tools and hunting.

Now, with bronze tools, stone tools are no longer needed.

The traditional job of polishing stone tools has been eliminated by technological evolution and has become history.

As for food, fishing teams are here, hunting is not necessary. You can give up temporarily and focus on building the tribe first.

Brick embryos are manufactured very quickly. With sufficient food and high enthusiasm for labor, the tribe members are also very efficient in their work.

Soon, it was flattened out, and the plain covered with river sand was covered with brick embryos.

Ye Qing asked the woman to sort out the previously made half-dried brick embryos into sparse brick stacks, and then covered them with rows of thatch.

The stacking of bricks is sparse for ventilation so that the bricks can dry out.

The tribesmen were very happy and were very motivated to work.

Looking at the rows of brick stacks that were more than one person tall, they were both happy and surprised. They couldn't believe that this was made by themselves.

When can pottery be made in large quantities like this?

Moreover, the shape and size of each pottery are exactly the same.

It turns out that we can do things we never dare to think about before!

A strong sense of confidence surged in their hearts, and they believed in the dream that Ye Qing "selled" to them.

We can!

This is what all the tribe members say.

"Wow! Wow! Wow..."

On the brick making site, there was constant exclamation.

However, there are few words and they cannot express their feelings accurately.

Ye Qing was not satisfied with such efficiency.

More than 100 people from the tribe joined the brick making, and the finished brick embryos produced every day were only 10,000. After spreading it, there were 100 brick embryos per person.

Compared with the brick and tile factories in later generations, even the small brick and tile factories in the countryside are less efficient.

Ye Qing also understood that the current conditions can only be like this.

He began to consider burning bricks.

There must be a kiln when burning bricks, but there must be brick when building kilns...

Ah this...

Ye Qing was a little in trouble!

If you use a pottery kiln to burn bricks, Ye Qing will probably be crazy.

The kilns in the tribe burn pottery are very small, and they can burn several pottery at a time, and only a dozen pieces of bricks can be burned at a time.

So what about making kilns with brick embryos?

No, using brick embryos to build kilns is a tofu project!

A kiln will collapse if it is made of brick embryos. Safety is a big problem. Once it collapses, it will not only waste brick embryos, but also likely to have life.

Life is at stake!

Can't do this!

What? If you accomplish something big, don’t care about trivial matters. Just a few lives are nothing?

Haha, if you don’t talk about clichés like human life is greater than heaven, just because human life is killed, the tribe members will have doubts about making bricks.

It is human nature to seek profit and avoid harm. If some tribesmen die by making bricks, other tribesmen will escape from making bricks. Because bricks were made by Ye Qing, tribesmen will then have doubts about Ye Qing.

If this person is disbanded, it will be difficult to lead the team.

Therefore, no one can die now!

Furthermore, manpower is precious. He wants to do too much, and the more manpower he needs, the better.

There are only so many people in the tribe, which is far from enough. How can we waste sacrifices meaninglessly!

There are too few people!

Where to find more people?

Absorb several tribes around?

But thinking about it, it is unrealistic for the time being. My tribe has not recovered from the crisis yet. Everything is messy. How to manage it?

Do you rely on yourself?

Four or five hundred people, seven or eight hundred people, all rely on oneself to manage. How many rivets can you make on your body?

The tribe can’t provide a few management talents.

I can only consider it later.

Finally, Ye Qing remembered what he saw online that brick burning methods did not require brick kilns in some rural areas in later generations.

He asked someone to grind the coal into powder and add water to make coal cakes.

Then on an open space, a layer of bricks and a layer of coal cakes are formed into a pile of bricks with a length, width and height of more than 2 meters.

There are gaps, fire channels, flue channels and combustion chambers for fuel below the brick pile.

Then apply a thick layer of mud on the surface of the brick pile.

He has never seen this way of burning bricks with his own eyes, but from the principle of burning kilns, its internal structure should be the same.

Therefore, the stacking of bricks is similar to the loading of kilns and burning bricks.

Because it is experimental, Ye Qing has only stacked this one for the time being.

ignition!

The patriarch came and took his scepter.

The patriarch is so dedicated!

His sacrifice is indispensable in any important occasion.

The patriarch stood in front of this "sized kiln" and began to sing and dance.

This is praying to the gods, hoping that the gods can make the pottery in this kiln successfully.

Ye Qing couldn't laugh or cry.

However, he didn't stop it.

Blocking is irrational.

Thoughts and ideas cannot be changed in a short time.

The most effective way to change this idea is to use facts to impact it.

After ignition, the firing time will take a long time, and at least 7 days, and the intermediate fire cannot be cut off.

Ye Qing selected four people who were good at burning pottery and took turns to guard it day and night.

This kind of life that requires patience is not what he is good at, nor is it what he urgently needs to do at present.

The process of making bricks, digging soil, making bricks, and palletizing have been fixed in the past few days. Through continuous allocation, the tribe members are all in their position where they are good at.

He pulled out and prepared to improve the efficiency of spinning and release the women's labor force.

The efficiency of spinning is too low and takes up too much working time for women.

There is too little manpower!

We must try our best to squeeze the human potential of the tribe.

A hand-rotating spinning wheel was built in front?

He thinks the efficiency is still too low.

He is going to go a step further and create a foot-stepping style.

The fibers of tribal textiles are hemp. Jihe requires hands to operate. With feet, you can freely use your hands to freely use your hands to Jihe.

The spinning can be completed in one go.

With various bronze tools, two days later, Ye Qing carefully created a sample using wood and bronze parts.

He called his younger sister A Lian over and taught her how to use it.

A Lian sat quietly, tearing a strand of hemp fiber, put it on the fibers connected from the spinning machine spindle, gently pinched the joint, and did not rub it as usual, and then stepped on the pedal.

"Ji, Ji..."

After a slight sound, the fibers rotate with the spinning machine, and the joints that are placed together are also rotated and tightened, becoming tight and firm, and will never loosen.

A Lian was busy with Jima with a focused expression, but the spinning work no longer required her to spend energy.

At the beginning, she needed to pause when she was still in the joints. As she became proficient and mastered the tricks, her movements became more and more proficient and more efficient, and the spinning machine stopped less and less.

There were more and more yarn on the spindle, and A Lian's face became redder and redder.

Blushing, excited!

After spinning a spindle, A Lian stopped.

And time has only passed less than half an hour.

In the past, this spindle took her a day, and it was just spinning, not counting as a result.

She took off the spindle and ran away with red face.

As quiet as her, she ran a little anxiously at this time.

She was in a hurry to find her good friend, Qing's sister A Zi, to share her joy.

Ye Qing was a little stunned. After thinking about why she was so anxious, she waited with a smile.

Soon, A Zi's voice came from afar.

"Where? Where? It's really so fast?"

A Zi, who was as windy as fire, soon ran over. A Lian, the best friend who shared the good news with her, was left behind by her far away.

Looking at the spinning machine that was extremely complicated for her, she kept "tsk tsk" and marveling.

"Teach me, teach me, teach me quickly!"

After admiring the spinning machine, she hurriedly urged Ye Qing to teach her how to use it.

After spending seventy or eighty or ninety times more time than A Lian, A Zi learned it.

"Jijiji..."

In a hurry, the continuous sound of spinning wheels sounded.

The spinning machine was trampled by her!

If you only look at the posture, you will undoubtedly be a king!

Unfortunately, her hands couldn't keep up with her feet, her brain couldn't keep up with her eyes, and the spinning machine was just idle, all of which was a waste of effort.

She spent an hour with a spindle.

And she was tired and sweaty.

After spinning, she jumped up from the seat, pinched Ye Qing's chubby face with both hands, and squeezed it hard.

"Yue, you're so awesome..."

"Mu, wood..."

It was not enough to squeeze, so she kissed Ye Qing a few more times on the face.

Ye Qing's white and tender face was kissed red.

A Lian stood beside him, smiling quietly.

After A Zi passed out of madness, Ye Qing wiped away the saliva from her face in disgust.

Well, I really dislike it.

The saliva is very smelly!
Chapter completed!
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