Chapter 152: Small Stones, Field, Door
With a wooden wedge in one hand and a stone suitable for smashing things after being refined by a carpenter in the other, Shang stood up straight, looking satisfied at the now considerably smaller large stone and the scattered debris around it.
Those responsible for transporting the stones took this opportunity to load them into the wooden sleds and carried them away with hook poles.
For those larger chunks that a single person couldn't handle, they bound them with ropes, inserted a wooden bar through the middle, and had two people carry them back to the tribe.
Stones suitable for making stone tools were set aside after Fu Jiang, wagging his tail, checked them.
After a short break, Shang observed everything with a smile. The frustration caused by the lack of stones had long been cast aside.
Shang saw the Divine Child wandering in the vacant rapeseed field with Fu Jiang and the deer. His heart was immediately filled with admiration.
He held a deep respect for this Divine Child, who resembled a child. He could always turn what seemed impossible into reality and used extremely simple methods.
After resting, Shang put her tools aside, went to another large stone nearby, and piled wood around it.
"Splash!"
"Creak, creak, creak."
Cold water splashed on the stone, and a piercing noise filled the air, accompanied by a large amount of white mist. Faced with this scene, the people of the Green Sparrow Tribe were no longer afraid; they knew it was a normal reaction.
In the misty haze, people who had been prearranged systematically poured water toward the remembered location.
Han Cheng roamed in the empty rapeseed field with Fu Jiang and the deer.
After harvesting the rapeseed, weeds began to grow wildly. Many rapeseed plants with small thorny seeds were mixed among these thickets.
These were the seeds that fell to the ground during the previous harvest. After a short dormancy, they couldn't wait to emerge from the soil and see the colorful world.New novel chapters are published on
Regrettably, their emergence was untimely, and instead of applause, their welcome was a rough, green-stained tongue.
The wooden bar on one side protruded about three to four centimeters higher than the corresponding wooden bar on the other.
The elevated part was not connected to other wooden bars.
After installing such a door, how could it seal the entrance tightly without leaving any gaps?
This was only a small issue. Lame's biggest confusion was how to install this asymmetrical, peculiar-looking door.
He came to the entrance and carefully examined it. Besides the door frame arranged by the Divine Child in advance, there was nothing else, unlike when building the large door, where tree stumps were embedded in the mud pillars on both sides to hang the door.
Lame touched both sides of the door frame, but no prominent features existed. Shaking his head, he dismissed the idea of tying the wooden door to one side of the door frame.
After pondering for a while, he felt the key in the wooden bar protruding prominently on both ends.
Thinking so, he moved the nearby door closer.
The door was made using the technique of woven wooden planks. Moreover, it was not wide, so it was not difficult for Lame to carry it alone.
After arriving at the entrance, Lame stood the wooden door upright and placed it outside the door frame, sticking it against the frame for comparison.
The wooden plank door covered the entire entrance. Since there was a doorstep below and a lintel above, Lames worry that the door would not seal the entrance tightly did not come true. This alleviated some of his concerns.
He tentatively let go. The door immediately tilted to one side without being fixed and with only one side touching the ground.
Lame frowned at the door that had tilted to one side. Turning his head to look at the distant large door, he saw it closed from the inside out. So, he moved the door, leaning it inside, and then made further measurements.
For a moment, he couldn't find a solution to the problem. However, he did not despair or think of giving up. He still remembered the words the shaman said some time ago.
After installing the door, it could protect the house from wind and rain, making the living conditions safer and more comfortable. Lame believed that this would benefit the people of the tribe, blessed by the gods.
The reason it couldn't be installed now was that some demons didn't want the tribe to become better. What he needed to do now was to overcome this difficulty using his intelligence and strength, striking against the demons.
