Seeing the man's red face and thick neck due to exhaustion, Han Cheng tried to turn the windlass for a while, and then he found to his embarrassment that the windlass he made was more tiring to use than simply pulling soil up with a rope.

When the colander is empty, I don't feel anything wrong when stirring it, but when the colander is filled with soil, stirring it again becomes really tiring.

After just a brief inspection, Han Cheng and Lai discovered the problem.

It’s not that the windlass was poorly made, it’s that the frame wasn’t built properly.

After the rafter head is filled with soil, the windlass will be pressed hard into the forks, making it difficult to stir.

After the problem was discovered, things became easier to solve.

For those who can make a two-wheeled donkey tribe, this problem is really not a big problem. You only need to install the bronze bearings used on the donkey wheels at both ends, and then slightly improve the frame, and all problems will be solved.

's solved.

"Come on, come here and try it again to see if it works or not."

After reinstalling the windlass, Han Cheng smiled and said to the man who was panting from exhaustion.

After hearing this, the man took hold of the handle of the windlass again.

At the beginning, he held the handle of the pulley with both hands and stirred it with great strength.

But after stirring it twice, I found that the improved windlass was much lighter than before.

After stirring for two more times, he simply held the handle with one hand and stirred without feeling it was too strenuous.

“It’s so useful! It’s so useful!”

After stirring up a handful of soil with one hand, the man looked very excited and praised the effectiveness of the windlass loudly.

When new things are invented like this, of course the presence of witches is inevitable.

After seeing that this man could stir up a heavy load of soil from the well with one hand, Wu couldn't bear it anymore. He told Han Cheng that he also wanted to try this new tool.

Faced with the witch's request, Han Cheng agreed after only a slight hesitation. However, he stood aside while the witch was conducting the experiment, ready to immediately take over and hold down the handle of the pulley once the witch could no longer stir.

"Okay! Pull!"

The empty rafter head was put back into the well. After a while, a message that the soil had been loaded came out.

The wizard, who had been waiting for a while, cheered up after hearing the words, held the handle of the pulley with both hands and began to stir vigorously.

After stirring it for two times, I found that it was much easier than I thought.

This discovery suddenly made Wu become excited, and he immediately sped up the stirring speed.

Watching this scene, Han Cheng, who was on the sidelines and prepared to take over once the witch lost strength, couldn't help but sniff. It seemed that the witch's sword was still young!

After the wizard stirred up a pile of soil, Han Cheng did not let him pull it. Instead, he bent down and stretched out his hand to pull the pile head out of the well mouth.

After all, Wu was old, so it was okay to use tools like a windlass to stir up the heavy rafters from the well, but it was impossible to really let him pull them out.

Seeing the soil stirred up by himself, Wu's neck and face turned red.

It's not that he was tired, it was just excitement.

He was old and his strength was gone. Normally, he would not be able to lift such a pile of soil out of the well.

But now, not only did he do it, but he didn't feel it took too much effort!

This kind of thing proves from the side that he is still relatively young. How can this not make Wu feel excited?

Of course, in addition to this aspect, Wu also thought of other aspects.

He looked at the person standing not far away. His whole body was round and round, and he remembered the fatigue when he fell asleep at night.

How great would it be if the Son of God could also make people create a tool for this, so that people can save effort?

You don’t need to have such a strong labor-saving effect like a windlass, you only need to save half the effort...

After such thoughts came to his mind, Wu became extremely excited.

He felt as if he had discovered something extremely extraordinary.

After standing there like this for a while, Wu finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Son of God, I, I have something to tell you."

Wu looked excited and said to Han Cheng, and walked to a place with few people.

Han Cheng couldn't help but smile when he saw Wu's excited expression.

When people are young, they always look forward to growing up. When they grow up and face all kinds of pressure, they will envy those old people who can just go around and entertain their children for a while without doing too many things every day.

But when we really get to that point, we will envy the children for their extremely long lives and the strength of the adults.

Han Cheng understood these things, so he could probably understand Wu's mood at this time and why he was so excited.

It was nothing more than using the pulley to lift the weight that he couldn't usually lift. With the help of the pulley, he felt youthful and powerful again.

However, when he followed the witch to a relatively quiet and uninhabited place and listened to what the witch expressed, Han Cheng realized that he had been wrong, and that he was very wrong.

Looking at the witch in front of him who looked at him with excitement and expectation, Han Cheng's eyes widened and he fell into a sluggish state as if he had been struck by lightning.

After a while, Han Cheng turned his neck stiffly and looked at the windlass on the well that was not too far away. After looking at it for a while, he turned his neck stiffly and looked at the shaman in front of him.

That windlass is such a serious and good tool that is beneficial to the tribe!

But why does everything become less serious in the eyes of a witch?

Wu, what are you thinking about every day? How do you associate the windlass with sleepiness and make yourself so excited?

Are you still the shaman who only works for the tribe?

Sure enough, people will change, especially those who have a wife, the change will be faster and more obvious.

For example, a shaman who has lived a happy old life is thinking about something that even a modern man like Han Cheng would find breathtaking and a little embarrassing.

"Witch, this kind of tool doesn't exist, and it can't be made in the tribe."

Han Cheng shook his head and said to Wu, breaking Wu's dream very cruelly.

Wu, who was excited about his idea, immediately lost his excitement after hearing what Han Cheng said.

He looked at Yuan who was looking this way from a distance, and felt that his whole body had lost energy and was exhausted.

Seeing Wu in this state, Han Cheng endured it for a long time but finally couldn't bear it any longer.

As an old man who has lived in a cave for a long time, lived with other people, listened to countless moving ditties, and experienced joyful meetings more than once, don’t you know that this only requires a capable person?

Is that enough?

Wouldn't it be more labor-saving if you just stay still? Isn't this better than any other tool? Why do you have to think about building some weird tool?

After listening to Han Cheng's words, Wu's eyes lit up, and at the same time there was a surge of understanding and regret.

What the Son of God said makes sense! Why didn’t I think of such a simple thing?

"Son of God, awesome!"

Ming Wu came to the witchcraft, expressed heartfelt admiration to Han Cheng, and gave a thumbs up to their divine son.

Han Cheng's face couldn't help but twitch. He had experienced a lot of things in his half life and received a lot of praise, but this time the praise and praise was the last thing he wanted.

Seeing the wizard leaving happily, holding his chest high, holding his head high, and even walking a little swaying, Han Cheng's face couldn't help but twitch again.

I originally thought you were an experienced driver with countless experiences, but I didn’t expect that you are actually a newbie, even worse than a novice like myself...

After the windlass was successfully made, it was not only Wu, the crooked old man, who was excited and excited about it, but the rest of the people were also very happy.

Of course, the happiest people are the minors in the tribe. They always like to gather here when nothing happens, always hoping to seize the opportunity to stir the windlass a few times.

Just like when Han Cheng was a child, he rushed to use a well to press water out.

However, the windlass is different from the well-killing devices of later generations. The wellheads equipped with windlass are sealed, while the wellheads of tribes' wells equipped with windlass are open.

It seems that after the well is drilled, they need to have them make a large manhole cover. When the water is not being pumped, they can cover the well mouth and open it when water is being pumped.

"Out, out water! God, Son of God! There is water in the well!"

While Han Cheng was standing here thinking about these things, an extremely excited shout suddenly sounded from the well.

Hearing this shout, Han Cheng jumped up and ran towards the well.

When I came to the well, I lay down and looked inside. I saw the man digging the well, raising his head and shouting upwards with excitement.

"Is there a lot of water?"

Han Cheng asked aloud, also with some excitement.

"Not much, just got water!"

The man replied.

"Then dig deeper! Dig more!"

Han Cheng raised his voice and said.

Digging deeper will not only make the well spring more prosperous, but more importantly, it will allow more water to be stored in the well.

There is a large population in the tribe, and a lot of water is needed just for daily meals, food shopping, and washing. If the well is dug shallow, Han Cheng is worried that there will not be enough food.

"Okay!"

The man agreed happily, picked up the short-handled copper hoe and began to dig downwards.

After digging like this for a while, he shouted and asked the people above to put down the head of the rafter to load the soil.

"Okay! Pull!"
To be continued...