After drinking the broth, Sang Tian rubbed his stomach and said with satisfaction: "Oh, it would be great if I had a clay pot, so that I could stew the meat myself every day!"

Zhu Shimu heard his words and sneered: "Hmph, our patriarch doesn't have his own clay pot, you still want to have your own clay pot, it's so beautiful!"

Sang Tian glanced at him and said, "What's wrong? I haven't been beaten enough yesterday. I want to get another blow?"

The smell of gunpowder was rising again between the two sides, and the pine leaves came over after eating.

"Stop making noise, it's time to work. If the wooden shed is not built today, you will be frozen again at night!" Sang Ye said.

After hearing what Sang Ye said, both sides calmed down.

While working, Sang Tian spoke and asked Sang Ye: "Sang Ye, I heard that your small tribe was very poor in the past and basically couldn't eat enough every day. Why has it suddenly become so powerful now? It can build walls, pottery jars, wooden sheds, and black stone axes. It can cut off a tree in one go. How did you do it?"

Sang Ye said proudly: "These we do are taught by Wang Wei. Wang Wei knows everything. He can write, teach us counting, and speak a very good language. We are learning now!"

Sang Tian suddenly realized, "Oh! No wonder, where did Wang Wei learn these things?"

Song Ye shook his head and said, "How could I know, Wang Wei will come and see these things. No one knows where he learned them!"

"Did Wang Wei come down from the mountain?" Sang Tian continued to ask.

"It should be." Sang Ye said.

When Sang Tian heard this, he suddenly thought of something. He asked quickly: "You said, Wang Weishi is not a witch?"

"Witch? What is that?" Sang Ye asked in confusion.

"I don't know. Every year, people in my tribe go to the mountain. I heard that there are many very powerful tribes at the foot of the mountain. Among those tribes, the most powerful one is not the patriarch, but the witch. Those who have been to the mountain say that witch knows everything, knows what plants can be eaten, knows what is poisonous, and knows when it will rain in the sky. It's amazing anyway!" Sang Tian replied.

Songye has been on the mountain all his life. When he suddenly heard Sang Tian talk about what was happening at the foot of the mountain, he asked curiously: "What is the bottom of the mountain? Are those people at the foot of the mountain fierce? Do they also live in the cave?"

"I heard that the people at the foot of the mountain are very fierce. Many tribes often fight wars, you fight me, I fight you. The people who have been to the foot of the mountain told me that they do not live in caves because there are few caves at the foot of the mountain. They live underground when they sleep at night, and some people live in trees. Anyway, there are all kinds of people." Sang Tian talked happily.

Songye opened her eyes wide, and her curious look made Sang Tian gain a sense of superior knowledge.

"The mountain is not like ours. There are many animals there. Some animals have hard shells on them. After they meet people, they shrink into a ball. After they catch them, they will be killed with stones before they can loosen them. There are also many huge pythons and poisonous insects. In the past, a tribe of our tribe had a tribe melted into water by a poisonous insect venom at the foot of the mountain. There are also many wild beasts as big as the mountain. Those beasts can bite a cow to death in one bite. Do you know what a cow is?" Santian said showing off.

"I don't know, what is a cow?" asked Matsuye.

"Well, you don't even know the cow. You really have little knowledge. Well, that cow is also a wild beast. I heard that it has horns and is very big. It should look the same as the triceratops in your tribe!"

Songye was frightened by Sang Tian's words and looked pale. The huge size of Triangle was basically invincible here.

Unexpectedly, there were wild beasts at the foot of the mountain with a size similar to a triangular body. What’s even more terrifying is that the beast called cow is not the strongest, and there are also beasts larger than it that can bite it to death in one bite.

Hearing this, Songye suddenly remembered Wang Wei's words to take everyone to the foot of the mountain after the sky was unisex, and his heart was full of worry.

I have only such a few people in my tribe. If I encounter the huge beasts Sang Tian mentioned, will there be a way out?

While working, Sang Tian told everyone about the things at the foot of the mountain.

Everyone, including bamboo, stone and wood, listened with relish.

However, Sang Tian also heard from the descriptions of the things at the foot of the mountain. After all, there were only witches in the tribe and all kinds of terrifying beasts.

Moreover, he said all these things vaguely. If he asked too much, he would make excuses, "You have very little knowledge."

After listening to a lot about the mountain, Songye decided to tell Wang Wei the news when he was having a meal and asked if he was the omnipotent witch in Sang Tian's mouth.

At this time, Wang Wei did not know that Sang Tian was talking to everyone about the matter at the foot of the mountain.

Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

Whether it is his own tribe or the Sang Zhu tribe, they have only evolved the most basic language, and their descriptions of things are very inaccurate.

Most of them have to communicate with each other by language and guessing. Often, after their description, something will change greatly with the essence of that thing.

Therefore, this kind of rumor spreading is extremely credible to him.

At this moment, he was shooting irons seriously next to the stove.

During this period, he forged the remaining more than 200 kilograms of iron, and he put half of it into the stove at one time.

Seeing that Wang Wei used so much iron this time, he knew that he should be a big guy this time.

After the iron pieces were burned red, Wang Wei clamped them out piece by piece with clips and put them on the anvil to let the pine cones smash them into a whole.

The sound of ding-and-dang irons made Sang Tian and the others very curious.

For a whole morning, Wang Wei and Songgui finally created a rough knife shape.

Considering the strength of Tongshu and others, the large knife more than one meter long used more than 30 kilograms of material.

The pine cone, which had been waving the hammer, did not feel tired. Instead, Wang Wei, who was constantly turning the sword over, was exhausted.

The ancients called the sword the leader among all soldiers. The main reason was that the knife was the most widely used and the most used.

There are many types of knives, and Wang Wei made the most common hand knives.

Compared with those knives with long handles, which are often two or three meters long, hand knives that are only more than one meter long are not suitable for battlefields where troops are required to be deployed.

However, because of the convenience of carrying, it is usually the standard for those ancient detectives.

After putting on the scabbard, it looks majestic whether it is on the back or hanging on the waist.

However, those constables do not have the strength of Tongshu. The 20 to 30 pounds of hand knife, let alone use it to fight, even if it lifts it with one hand, it is very difficult for many people to do.

After lunch in a hurry, Wang Wei got into the blacksmith shop and continued to make iron with pinecones.

After hearing that Wang Wei was planning to build a weapon, Tong Shu ran over and watched for a while.

Then he provided some suggestions to Wang Wei that he thought were correct.

For example, to create an iron rod with a thin bottom and thick bottom, or to make a pointed iron spear.

Seeing that Wang Wei did not adopt his opinion, he said that the weapon Wang Wei built was too clear, and then said that the weapon was too short.

If Wang Wei hadn't driven him out later, he would have been chattering in the blacksmith shop for an afternoon.

Everyone knows that Tongshu is the strongest warrior in the village.

Even if he put aside his identity as a patriarch, the first serious iron weapon he created should be left to him for use.

For Tongshu, since this weapon was built for him, he naturally needs to use it easily.

It's like a hand knife, I haven't heard of it before, can it be useful?

For him, the best weapon is a thick, hard and heavy iron rod.

It would be great if some sharp iron nails could be created on this iron rod.

This thin iron knife looks like the iron ruler Wang Wei made a few days ago.

It's okay to use it to measure the length. If it's used to fight, is it reliable?

What if the iron knife is broken after it is smashed?

Wang Wei, regardless of Tongshu's persistence in maces, seriously created the knife.

After a whole day, the knife blank finally took shape.

The reason why it takes so long is mainly because the temperature of the fire is not enough and the heating time is too long.

If there is a high-temperature fire, Wang Wei feels that it can be almost forged today.

During dinner, the Tong Tree sighed with a knife like an iron ruler.

I still miss his mace.

When he planned to cut the wood to test the hardness of the iron knife, he was stopped by Wang Wei.

Although the knife blank has been formed, it has not been quenched and hardened yet. If it is used to chop vigorously at this time, it will easily deform the knife blank.

However, just wait until tomorrow hardens and then handle the handle, and the edge will be considered molded after opening.

Taking the knife blank from Tongshu's hand, Wang Wei needed to use both hands to lift it up barely.

After the impurities in the iron block were forged, the entire knife weighed only twenty-four or five kilograms.

Despite this, such a heavy knife was not something that Wang Wei could use.

Just a try and swung the knife three times, and the heavy knife blank was taken to the spot, causing Tongshu to laugh.

After putting away the knife blank, Wang Wei continued to start his daily lecture.

After this period of teaching, most of the tribe members can have some simple conversations with Wang Wei in Chinese.

Judging from their learning progress, their brains are not stupider than themselves.

Wang Wei believes that according to the progress of this learning, it will not take long before he can communicate with everyone in Chinese even if there is no systematic translation.
Chapter completed!