Chapter 15
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Li Hu quickly found them all.
Mu Feng handed the two shovels to Li Hu: "Take this, I'll use it later for digging!"
"Goldware!" Li Hu's eyes narrowed, only the big tribes have goldware!
The people around looked at the shovel in Mu Feng's hand, all showing expressions of astonishment - in their eyes, the gold weapon was no different from a divine weapon.
"The Great Chief..." Someone couldn't help swallowing, and asked in disbelief, "This is, is this gold?"
The tone of his question reminded Mufeng of the shocking scene when he was a child who only had a steel coin worth one yuan to make pocket money, and saw other children holding a hundred yuan.
The wind of wood is strong, and the tools of primitive society are basically made of stone and bone, and metal products are extremely rare. No wonder they were so surprised.
"Well, it's gold!" Mu Feng didn't bother to explain, "Now it belongs to our Jiang clan, so use it to dig soil!"
"Dig the soil..." Li Hu exclaimed in disbelief, "Such gold vessels should be enshrined in the ancestral land!"
Mu Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hurriedly said, "This is a shovel, which is used for digging soil!"
After a pause, he added another sentence: "This is my guidance as the great chief!"
It's just this sentence, and no one around has any objections.
Li Hu took the shovel respectfully and cautiously.
Mu Feng was helpless and didn't bother to worry about it any more. He led the people towards the big tree next to the thornwood wall, where he wanted to dig a well.
Wells were dug here for two reasons.
One is that the place where the tribe fetches water is too far away, and a lot of water will be missed in the way of using animal skin bags, and the water quality is not good.
Secondly, Mu Feng took a closer look at the location to the west. It was a place where the water came out - the place where the Jiang clan was located was surrounded by mountains on three sides and an exit on one side.
This location is geographically famous as the place where the dustpan is, and it is also the best place to get water. The groundwater will flow from the Sanshan location to Cuojikou—that is, the location west of the tribe.
Especially the jungle to the west of the tribe shows that the groundwater source is sufficient!
In the past, when Mufeng was still in modern times, archaeologists went to the mountainous areas, and the experienced old people in the mountains used to dig wells in this way, and it worked very well.
Mufeng chose a place near the big tree, drew a big circle with a radius of two meters with a wooden stick, stood in the center of the circle and said, "Right here, dig a well out!"
"Dig a well?" Someone asked puzzledly, "What can a well be used for?"
Mu Feng smiled and said, "If we dig deep enough here, water will flow out of the ground automatically, and we won't have to go far to fetch water in the future!"
After a pause, Mu Feng added: "And the water flowing from the ground will also taste a bit sweet!"
"But isn't the ground full of soil, how can there be water?" Li Hu couldn't help asking.
Mu Feng felt dizzy again, after much deliberation, he only felt that it was difficult for him to explain the IQ of Yi Lihu, or the people of these tribes around him.
So he simply stopped explaining, just reached out to take the shovel, and said, "As long as you dig deep enough, water will come out!"
Li Hu immediately shut up, he knew that for the great chief's decision, he just had to carry it out.
People around also stopped talking too much.
Mufeng held the shovel in both hands, stepped on the ear of the shovel with one foot, stomped hard, and then pouted with both hands, and dug out the soil with one shovel.
He raised his hand and shook it, and the soil was thrown aside by him.
These movements seemed normal to him, but in the eyes of the people around him, they had different expressions and shocks.
"The great chief actually uses gold like this!"
"He trampled gold under his feet!"
"That's gold!"
...
Mu Feng didn't know what the people around him were thinking. After digging around, he handed the shovel to Li Hu: "Hey, there are two shovels here, more than 20 people...well, there are too many people... right at the place where I dug. Dig in the circle, dig out all the soil inside!"
"Find a few people to hang the animal skins with rattan, and when the digging is deep, just hang the soil out from below!"
However, he glanced at the twenty or so people around him, and after thinking for a while, he drew another circle of about the same size not far away: "You divide into two groups to dig down, each with a shovel, and the others with bone knives! When people get tired of digging, replace them and take turns!"
"yes!"
So Mu Feng stood aside and directed, just like a foreman inspecting the construction site.
I don't know if it was because of the power brought by the shovel or the pressure brought by his status as the great chief. Everyone took the shovel to dig the soil and started digging in a desperate posture.
I saw the shovel and bone knife flying up and down, and the soil was constantly being thrown out of the wellhead.
Mu Feng was stunned as he watched the diggers gradually revealing only the top of their heads, and finally could only see the soil flung out.
"This digging speed!" Mu Feng was dumbfounded, "It's almost as fast as the excavator in the previous life!"
More than a dozen people dug a well, and they dug six or seven meters in less than half a day!
It's just that there are fewer and fewer people going down, and finally only four people can go down at the same time. Even so, the speed of digging is still not slow.
What made everyone excited was that the soil layer at the position of six or seven meters had begun to become wet, and the thrown soil was obviously wet and sticky!
"There is really water!" Li Hu couldn't help exclaiming.
The people who hung the animal skins and soil on the well mouth with rattan were also very excited, and they looked at Mu Feng with admiration.
After another two hours, the vines hanging from the soil were 12 or 3 meters away. Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the bottom of the well: "Ah, water has come out!"
When the person at the wellhead heard this, he hurriedly pulled up the rattan, and then saw four muddy people climbing out of the rattan in a hurry.
At the bottom of the well, there was a sound of gurgling water!
(end of this chapter)
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Li Hu quickly found them all.
Mu Feng handed the two shovels to Li Hu: "Take this, I'll use it later for digging!"
"Goldware!" Li Hu's eyes narrowed, only the big tribes have goldware!
The people around looked at the shovel in Mu Feng's hand, all showing expressions of astonishment - in their eyes, the gold weapon was no different from a divine weapon.
"The Great Chief..." Someone couldn't help swallowing, and asked in disbelief, "This is, is this gold?"
The tone of his question reminded Mufeng of the shocking scene when he was a child who only had a steel coin worth one yuan to make pocket money, and saw other children holding a hundred yuan.
The wind of wood is strong, and the tools of primitive society are basically made of stone and bone, and metal products are extremely rare. No wonder they were so surprised.
"Well, it's gold!" Mu Feng didn't bother to explain, "Now it belongs to our Jiang clan, so use it to dig soil!"
"Dig the soil..." Li Hu exclaimed in disbelief, "Such gold vessels should be enshrined in the ancestral land!"
Mu Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hurriedly said, "This is a shovel, which is used for digging soil!"
After a pause, he added another sentence: "This is my guidance as the great chief!"
It's just this sentence, and no one around has any objections.
Li Hu took the shovel respectfully and cautiously.
Mu Feng was helpless and didn't bother to worry about it any more. He led the people towards the big tree next to the thornwood wall, where he wanted to dig a well.
Wells were dug here for two reasons.
One is that the place where the tribe fetches water is too far away, and a lot of water will be missed in the way of using animal skin bags, and the water quality is not good.
Secondly, Mu Feng took a closer look at the location to the west. It was a place where the water came out - the place where the Jiang clan was located was surrounded by mountains on three sides and an exit on one side.
This location is geographically famous as the place where the dustpan is, and it is also the best place to get water. The groundwater will flow from the Sanshan location to Cuojikou—that is, the location west of the tribe.
Especially the jungle to the west of the tribe shows that the groundwater source is sufficient!
In the past, when Mufeng was still in modern times, archaeologists went to the mountainous areas, and the experienced old people in the mountains used to dig wells in this way, and it worked very well.
Mufeng chose a place near the big tree, drew a big circle with a radius of two meters with a wooden stick, stood in the center of the circle and said, "Right here, dig a well out!"
"Dig a well?" Someone asked puzzledly, "What can a well be used for?"
Mu Feng smiled and said, "If we dig deep enough here, water will flow out of the ground automatically, and we won't have to go far to fetch water in the future!"
After a pause, Mu Feng added: "And the water flowing from the ground will also taste a bit sweet!"
"But isn't the ground full of soil, how can there be water?" Li Hu couldn't help asking.
Mu Feng felt dizzy again, after much deliberation, he only felt that it was difficult for him to explain the IQ of Yi Lihu, or the people of these tribes around him.
So he simply stopped explaining, just reached out to take the shovel, and said, "As long as you dig deep enough, water will come out!"
Li Hu immediately shut up, he knew that for the great chief's decision, he just had to carry it out.
People around also stopped talking too much.
Mufeng held the shovel in both hands, stepped on the ear of the shovel with one foot, stomped hard, and then pouted with both hands, and dug out the soil with one shovel.
He raised his hand and shook it, and the soil was thrown aside by him.
These movements seemed normal to him, but in the eyes of the people around him, they had different expressions and shocks.
"The great chief actually uses gold like this!"
"He trampled gold under his feet!"
"That's gold!"
...
Mu Feng didn't know what the people around him were thinking. After digging around, he handed the shovel to Li Hu: "Hey, there are two shovels here, more than 20 people...well, there are too many people... right at the place where I dug. Dig in the circle, dig out all the soil inside!"
"Find a few people to hang the animal skins with rattan, and when the digging is deep, just hang the soil out from below!"
However, he glanced at the twenty or so people around him, and after thinking for a while, he drew another circle of about the same size not far away: "You divide into two groups to dig down, each with a shovel, and the others with bone knives! When people get tired of digging, replace them and take turns!"
"yes!"
So Mu Feng stood aside and directed, just like a foreman inspecting the construction site.
I don't know if it was because of the power brought by the shovel or the pressure brought by his status as the great chief. Everyone took the shovel to dig the soil and started digging in a desperate posture.
I saw the shovel and bone knife flying up and down, and the soil was constantly being thrown out of the wellhead.
Mu Feng was stunned as he watched the diggers gradually revealing only the top of their heads, and finally could only see the soil flung out.
"This digging speed!" Mu Feng was dumbfounded, "It's almost as fast as the excavator in the previous life!"
More than a dozen people dug a well, and they dug six or seven meters in less than half a day!
It's just that there are fewer and fewer people going down, and finally only four people can go down at the same time. Even so, the speed of digging is still not slow.
What made everyone excited was that the soil layer at the position of six or seven meters had begun to become wet, and the thrown soil was obviously wet and sticky!
"There is really water!" Li Hu couldn't help exclaiming.
The people who hung the animal skins and soil on the well mouth with rattan were also very excited, and they looked at Mu Feng with admiration.
After another two hours, the vines hanging from the soil were 12 or 3 meters away. Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the bottom of the well: "Ah, water has come out!"
When the person at the wellhead heard this, he hurriedly pulled up the rattan, and then saw four muddy people climbing out of the rattan in a hurry.
At the bottom of the well, there was a sound of gurgling water!
(end of this chapter)
Li Hu quickly found them all. Mu Feng handed the two shovels to Li Hu: "Take this, I'll use it later for digging!" "Goldware!" Li Hu's eyes narrowed, only the big tribes have goldware! The people around looked at the shovel in Mu Feng's hand, all showing expressions of astonishment - in their eyes, the gold weapon was no different from a divine weapon. "The Great Chief..." Someone couldn't help swallowing, and asked in disbelief, "This is, is this gold?" The tone of his question reminded Mufeng of the shocking scene when he was a child who only had a steel coin worth one yuan to make pocket money, and saw other children holding a hundred yuan. The wind of wood is strong, and the tools of primitive society are basically made of stone and bone, and metal products are extremely rare. No wonder they were so surprised. "Well, it's gold!" Mu Feng didn't bother to explain, "Now it belongs to our Jiang clan, so use it to dig soil!" "Dig the soil..." Li Hu exclaimed in disbelief, "Such gold vessels should be enshrined in the ancestral land!" Mu Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hurriedly said, "This is a shovel, which is used for digging soil!" After a pause, he added another sentence: "This is my guidance as the great chief!" It's just this sentence, and no one around has any objections. Li Hu took the shovel respectfully and cautiously. Mu Feng was helpless and didn't bother to worry about it any more. He led the people towards the big tree next to the thornwood wall, where he wanted to dig a well. Wells were dug here for two reasons. One is that the place where the tribe fetches water is too far away, and a lot of water will be missed in the way of using animal skin bags, and the water quality is not good. Secondly, Mu Feng took a closer look at the location to the west. It was a place where the water came out - the place where the Jiang clan was located was surrounded by mountains on three sides and an exit on one side. This location is geographically famous as the place where the dustpan is, and it is also the best place to get water. The groundwater will flow from the Sanshan location to Cuojikouthat is, the location west of the tribe. Especially the jungle to the west of the tribe shows that the groundwater source is sufficient! In the past, when Mufeng was still in modern times, archaeologists went to the mountainous areas, and the experienced old people in the mountains used to dig wells in this way, and it worked very well. Mufeng chose a place near the big tree, drew a big circle with a radius of two meters with a wooden stick, stood in the center of the circle and said, "Right here, dig a well out!" "Dig a well?" Someone asked puzzledly, "What can a well be used for?" Mu Feng smiled and said, "If we dig deep enough here, water will flow out of the ground automatically, and we won't have to go far to fetch water in the future!" After a pause, Mu Feng added: "And the water flowing from the ground will also taste a bit sweet!" "But isn't the ground full of soil, how can there be water?" Li Hu couldn't help asking. Mu Feng felt dizzy again, after much deliberation, he only felt that it was difficult for him to explain the IQ of Yi Lihu, or the people of these tribes around him. So he simply stopped explaining, just reached out to take the shovel, and said, "As long as you dig deep enough, water will come out!" Li Hu immediately shut up, he knew that for the great chief's decision, he just had to carry it out. People around also stopped talking too much. Mufeng held the shovel in both hands, stepped on the ear of the shovel with one foot, stomped hard, and then pouted with both hands, and dug out the soil with one shovel. He raised his hand and shook it, and the soil was thrown aside by him. These movements seemed normal to him, but in the eyes of the people around him, they had different expressions and shocks. "The great chief actually uses gold like this!" "He trampled gold under his feet!" "That's gold!" ... Mu Feng didn't know what the people around him were thinking. After digging around, he handed the shovel to Li Hu: "Hey, there are two shovels here, more than 20 people...well, there are too many people... right at the place where I dug. Dig in the circle, dig out all the soil inside!" "Find a few people to hang the animal skins with rattan, and when the digging is deep, just hang the soil out from below!" However, he glanced at the twenty or so people around him, and after thinking for a while, he drew another circle of about the same size not far away: "You divide into two groups to dig down, each with a shovel, and the others with bone knives! When people get tired of digging, replace them and take turns!" "yes!" So Mu Feng stood aside and directed, just like a foreman inspecting the construction site. I don't know if it was because of the power brought by the shovel or the pressure brought by his status as the great chief. Everyone took the shovel to dig the soil and started digging in a desperate posture. I saw the shovel and bone knife flying up and down, and the soil was constantly being thrown out of the wellhead. Mu Feng was stunned as he watched the diggers gradually revealing only the top of their heads, and finally could only see the soil flung out. "This digging speed!" Mu Feng was dumbfounded, "It's almost as fast as the excavator in the previous life!" More than a dozen people dug a well, and they dug six or seven meters in less than half a day! It's just that there are fewer and fewer people going down, and finally only four people can go down at the same time. Even so, the speed of digging is still not slow. What made everyone excited was that the soil layer at the position of six or seven meters had begun to become wet, and the thrown soil was obviously wet and sticky! "There is really water!" Li Hu couldn't help exclaiming. The people who hung the animal skins and soil on the well mouth with rattan were also very excited, and they looked at Mu Feng with admiration. After another two hours, the vines hanging from the soil were 12 or 3 meters away. Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the bottom of the well: "Ah, water has come out!" When the person at the wellhead heard this, he hurriedly pulled up the rattan, and then saw four muddy people climbing out of the rattan in a hurry. At the bottom of the well, there was a sound of gurgling water! end of this chapter
