Chapter 19 Simple Heinous Gloves
After seeing that all the ice caves had been dug and the work of spearing and transporting fish was proceeding in an orderly manner, Han Cheng turned around and ran into the cave without the slightest hesitation.
This damn weather is really too cold, the two balls have been frozen and disappeared, and the little sparrow has shrunk to only a small head, it is pitiful to look at.
If he doesn't go back to be warm again, Han Cheng is really worried that he will never be happy again.
When Han Cheng came back, the first batch of fish forked today had been transported back to the cave.
Han Cheng squatted by the fire and roasted for a while, only to feel that his hands and feet were extremely itchy. He immediately knew something was wrong. His hands and feet were probably frostbitten!
He warmed up here for a while, grabbed his hands and feet for a while, and returned to the inner cave after his body warmed up a bit.
With a faint smile on Wu's face, he was carving something on the slate with a 'stone pen'. According to Han Cheng's previous experience, it was probably because of the fact that he could get fish from under the ice in winter.
Han Cheng quietly stood aside and watched for a while, seeing that Wu wrote seriously and was completely immersed in his own world, so he didn't bother, but went out again lightly.
He came to a place in the cave specially used to store furs and began to rummage here.
Because the tribe lives by fishing, hunting and gathering, they have accumulated a lot of fur over the years, but many of them have lost their fur due to the age.
However, under normal circumstances, such skins are used to wrap the fruit, and the good ones are kept to keep out the cold.
Han Cheng searched here for a while, and found four rabbit skins that didn't shed much hair.
Because the rabbit skin is too small, it is too troublesome to tie it on the body to keep out the cold, so the rabbit skin is not very popular in the tribe.
But these things are very useful to Han Cheng.
He put the rabbit skin on the ground, pressed the rabbit skin with his right hand, and folded the rabbit skin with his left hand, and the warm feeling spread up immediately.
Han Cheng frowned. Compared to his hands, the rabbit skin was still too big. A rolled up rabbit skin could hold four or five of his hands!
The gloves produced in this way are extremely inconvenient to wear, and they are not warm.
He came to the place where the tools were stored, found the stone knife that the tribe usually used to open animals, looked it up twice in his hand, and couldn't help but let out a wry smile.
It's okay for a strong adult to hold this stone knife and cut it on the animal that just died. In his current state, it's really unrealistic to deal with dry skin.
Sure enough, after he spread the leather on the ground, pressed the leather with one hand, and held the stone knife in the other, and pulled it back and forth for about ten minutes, and there was no sign of cracking the leather, Han Cheng gave up the idea of splitting the leather in two.
Forget it, if you can't make gloves, you can make a hand warmer.
He comforted himself by taking the next best thing, then put the stone knife back to its original place, and walked elsewhere with the leather.
Ready to start making a warm baby out.
Han Cheng still didn't make a warm baby, not because there were too few needles and no threads, but because he opened the rabbit skin!
Of course not with the teeth.
It was him who was already preparing to be a warm baby, and suddenly remembered the way in later life when he sometimes wanted to break the rope but did not have tools such as scissors.
He took the rabbit skin and went to the stone slab that stood at the entrance of the hole as a door. He chose the sharpest edge, and then grabbed the rabbit skin with both hands, with the hairless side facing down, and aligned the edge with the edge of the leather. In the middle, press down hard and rub back and forth up and down.
rubbing, rubbing...
This method is really good, at least it is much better than using a stone knife to cut dry skin.
Because in this way, all the strength of the whole body can be used, and because the friction speed is fast and the distance is long, after the heat is generated, the decomposition of the leather can be accelerated.
So after about a minute of rubbing, the leather became two halves.
The leather is done, but the next sewing has become a big problem, because not only there are no needles in the tribe, but there is no thread at all!
Han Cheng had no choice but to use his brain to search for the spit out fishbone all over the floor.
It's a pity that these fish bones are too fragile, or the skin is too thick. After breaking five or six fish bones in a row without a single needle hole appearing on the skin, Han Chengcheng had to give up this method.
There was no other way to use the fishbone spurs, so Han Cheng could only think of other ways.
Yes, he picked up the stone again.
Put the leather on a big rock, then hold a sharp-edged stone with the other hand, and smash it down against the edge of the leather.
Sure enough, sometimes a little violence is needed. After breaking a few fishbone in a row, there was nothing he could do with it. After encountering a stone, Han Cheng quickly gave up, and Han Cheng smashed a small hole in five or seven blows.
After the first hole came out, he didn't stop, but continued to hold the stone to make holes in the leather, controlling the distance, trying to smash one every half a centimeter, of course, if he accidentally smashed it crookedly, it would be no problem.
Now is the time to solve the problem of food and clothing, not the time to pay attention to beauty.
The knocking sound in the cave pulled Wu out of the ethereal state of recording things.
He frowned, put down the 'stone pen' in his hand, rubbed his tired and sore fingers and wrists, and walked out of the inner hole, wanting to see who was so noisy.
After seeing that it was Han Cheng who was striking with the stone, he showed a slightly surprised expression.
Wu walked to Han Cheng's side, and after seeing Han Cheng's movements clearly, there was a puzzled expression in his eyes. He didn't understand why the Son of God cut him into two smaller halves for such a good skin, and Punch out so many small holes in the leather.
Isn't the bigger the leather, the better?
Whether it is wrapped around the body to keep warm or used to wrap fruit, the big leather is far more useful than the small leather. Why did the Son of God make it smaller?
If it was before, Wu must have thought that this little guy was messing around, but the experience of yesterday was still vivid in his memory, so he couldn't feel the slightest contempt for this son of God who looked only six or seven years old.
Han Cheng looked up and saw Wu, and also found Wu's confusion, but he didn't explain anything, because the tribal language was too simple, he wanted to explain to Wu what he wanted to do, and what this thing had The function requires a lot of effort, it is not as convenient as directly making gloves.
Han Cheng finally punched small holes in the edges of the rabbit skin on three sides, which was regarded as the eye of a needle.
The thread problem is easier to solve, because there is a kind of grass nearby that is very tough and can be used as a rope.
There is a lot of this kind of grass, and there is a lot of it in the cave, which is used as firewood and spread under the body to keep warm.
Under Wu's gaze, Han Cheng found a long handful of this kind of grass, and after folding the holed skin in half, he began to use this kind of grass, which he called 'rope grass', along the opposite small holes. 'Thread the needle' up.
Han Cheng did not use the common needling method of reverse and positive in later generations, which is not suitable for the current situation.
Instead, use tough rope grass to penetrate into the two holes that are folded in half, wind it back and forth twice, and after tightening it, go to the next hole.
After about twenty minutes, it is very likely that the first glove of this era appeared.