But the wheels and axles combined are very heavy. Although it may be lighter after drying the wood, Wang Lang does not have so much time to dry the wood now.

He remembered that he had read this information by chance. The wood used to build a ship would have to dry for at least 2-3 years. Wang Lang couldn't wait for such a long time, but drying it directly may cause cracks in the wood. It would be better to just use wet wood to make do with it. Anyway, there is enough wood here. If you are worried that the wheels will break, just make a bunch of spare ones first.

People looked at the rolling wheels and all surrounded them curiously. This thing that took everyone several days to create has never been intuitive in their minds. When they saw the assembled wheels and looked at the carriages over there, people finally understood the value of this thing.

"Chief, with this thing, we can transport more copper back." Kong Yi said excitedly.

Wang Lang nodded and said, "Yes, with this thing, it is not just about transporting copper, but most importantly, we can use it to transport food. After all, we cannot live by the river all the time."

"Where can we be if we are not by the river?" asked the bark with some confusion.

Wang Lang said: "In the future, we will build a residence in the copper mine, which will save some transportation time."

"What should we do with our drinking water? I remember there was no river there." asked the bark.

Wang Lang smiled and said, "Have you forgotten the kind of tree that can produce water?"

The bark suddenly realized and said, "Yes, why did I forget this thing? The water in the strange tree has been enough for us to drink for a long time. If we dig a hole, we don't even need to build a house."

Just as the tree bark became more and more excited, the children watching the fun suddenly pointed to the sky and said, "Look at the sky."

When people heard the sound, they saw a group of birds similar to geese flying towards the south in a row.

Kong Yi looked at the group of birds and said, "Whenever you see these birds on the grassland, it proves that the rainy season is coming soon."

Wang Lang didn't say anything. He looked at the rows of geese flying in the sunset, and suddenly felt sad. In which world was there, every winter, you could occasionally see geese migrating south in his hometown. It has been almost two years since he came to this world. It has been two years since he has been, and he can't remember what his home once looked like.

Looking at the geese flying further and further away, Wang Lang sang in a low voice: "

The geese in the sky,

Row in rows,

The autumn grass is yellow in the river,

The sound of the piano on the grassland is sad,

The wild geese head south,

Flying over the reed marsh,

Where are the geese going in the vast sky?

In my heart is my hometown in the north.

Where are the geese going in the vast sky?

In my heart is my hometown in the north.

The wild geese are returned to the north,

Bring my thoughts with you,

......

”

Although people don’t understand what Wang Lang is singing, people can still feel the desolate and sad emotions in the song. Although everyone doesn’t know why their leaders suddenly feel so sad, they know that it’s enough to stand quietly beside Wang Lang at this moment.

The geese gradually disappeared from the sky. Wang Lang sighed. The geese could find their way home, but they could never go back. They put away the sadness in their hearts, looked at the tribe members who were silently accompanying them, and smiled. The unclothed tribe members around them were still waiting for him to lead them, fighting against the sky and the earth, and he complained about himself here. It was really a bit of a literary and teenager who had been sick.

"Don't stand here, prepare dinner. In order to make the vehicle successful, let's celebrate tonight. Everyone eat corn porridge tonight with open stomachs." Wang Lang said loudly.

When people heard this, they immediately cheered. They only tasted the corn porridge once on the first day they arrived here, and then cooked a small amount of corn every day. The little corn could only be used as soup, which was a little better than water.

Since Wang Lang spoke tonight and opened his stomach to eat, they naturally would not be polite to Wang Lang. The women were excited to make fires and wash rice, and the children were happily chasing and fighting around the tribe.

Looking at the excited people, the bark frowned and said to Wang Lang: "Class leader, we don't have much corn anymore. Have you said that those are not reserved for spare? What should I do if I have finished eating?"

Wang Lang shook his head and smiled and said, "It's okay, let everyone be happy. Everyone has been very tired these days. I guess in two days, the fire will transport food back. Then we will plant corn here too. As long as we last until the next harvest, we don't have to worry."

Seeing that Wang Lang didn't care about this, the bark felt relieved. He hadn't eaten corn for a long time. Thinking of the corn with the cooked meat, his saliva flowed out unconsciously.

The next day, after the full meal last night, people were full of energy when they woke up early in the morning. Kong Yi led a deer and took seven or eight people to cut down the hard trees. Since this time the trees were needed, the heavy trunks could not be lifted back by human power, so they could only use the giant deer to drag them back.

Wang Lang asked the bark to continue processing the vehicle wherever the tree bark was, and he took the remaining people to cut off the grass and shrubs to prepare for future farming.

The withered weeds in this season have gradually emerged from green. It is impossible to burn the wilderness directly. They can only cut the weeds down and dried before burning them. Moreover, the scattered shrubs on the ground are also relatively hindering the cultivation and must be cleaned up.

Now that the tribal population is increasing, Wang Lang does not intend to use the method of sowing randomly in order to produce grain. Although he cannot do intensive cultivation, it is necessary to dig holes and bury seeds, fertilize and water.

This primitive millet is so tenacious that it was sown randomly before, and about 200 kilograms per mu of land could be harvested. If it were taken care of, the yield would definitely be much greater than it is now.

People cut the weeds along the river with daggers and sickles along the roots, throwing the cut weeds to the ground at will. When they encounter shrubs, they use shovels to dig them up and throw them into the river, allowing them to wash away along the water flow.

Because a large number of wild beasts around were hunted a few days ago, there are now pitiful few animals near the tribe. Only a few wild beasts will pluck up the courage to come to the salt lake to consume salt.

The distance between animals invisibly reduced Wang Lang and the others a lot of trouble.

Due to the lack of sickles in the tribe, it took half a day to clear more than two acres of land. This time, Wang Lang planned to plant more than twenty acres of corn. Judging from the current progress, it would take at least more than a week to complete.
Chapter completed!