Chapter 399: Cart

Chapter 399: Cart

After much effort, the relatively small quantity of high-quality linen, which had been manufactured with considerable effort, was transformed into what appeared to be of little use: items referred to as masks by the Divine Child, which made many people in the tribe feel very uncomfortable.

It wasn't just Bai Xue, the fabric enthusiast, who felt uncomfortable; even those wearing masks felt the same.

Because these things covered their mouths and noses, it was uncomfortable to breathe.

However, when they descended into the kiln, the Divine Child insisted they must wear them, and nobody was allowed to slack off.

He said that if they didn't do this, they would easily contract a very uncomfortable illness.

It wasn't until they realized the seriousness of the situation and the possibility of illness that the people who descended into the kiln began to take it seriously and dared not disregard wearing the extremely uncomfortable masks.

Although Han Cheng felt a bit sorry for using linen originally intended for clothing to make masks, he did not skimp or hesitate in the slightest.

This was something that had to be done; otherwise, if several people in the tribe ended up with tuberculosis, it would be unbearable.

That was a disease that could reduce a strong man to the brink of death!

The temperature inside the brick kiln was much higher than outside, and Han Cheng was sweating profusely soon after entering.

However, he didn't pay much attention to this; instead, he focused intently on the bricks inside the kiln.

Compared to before, these brick blanks had changed significantly.

Each was dark green, and they made a crisp sound when two were struck together.

Han Cheng held a green brick in his hand, a smile on his face. His luck and skill were not wrong; these bricks from the first kiln were successful!

He had the bricks transported outside; out of the five hundred bricks, forty-three had cracked, which was still within an acceptable range.

The middle part of these cracked bricks was black, indicating they had not been fully fired.

It seemed that the kiln had been extinguished too early this time; next time, they would need to fire it for a more extended period.

He didn't discard these broken bricks but had them all transported back to the tribe. They could still be used when it was time to build houses; after all, "better a wall with cracks than no wall at all."

"Ding, ding, ding..."

He wasn't trying to motivate himself or encourage the tribe members to persevere and adhere to their efforts. Continuing in this way, the light would belong to them, and the large brick houses would appear.

After all, even the stone in the tribe, who was the best at learning Chinese, was equally bewildered when hearing the words uttered by the Divine Child.

If they couldn't understand, it naturally wouldn't serve the purpose of awakening and educating the people.

The reason why he suddenly recited this famous excerpt was because he wanted to make a cart!

Master Xun had already given the most critical method for making wheels in "Encouraging Learning."

The people of the Green Sparrow Tribe had also used similar methods to make wooden forks and handles with an overall curvature exceeding 270 degrees.

With the existence of iron tools at this time, it shouldn't be too much of a problem to spend a little more effort making wheels.

After solving the key technical problem of the wheels, the rest would be figured out.

Han Cheng could not make four-wheeled cars or three-wheeled motorcycles with buckets. However, making a single-wheeled cart like the red-faced Guan Gong selling dates should not have been a problem.

Han Cheng clenched his fist, full of fighting spirit, and then couldn't help but smile. Selling dates for the red-faced Guan Gong and Old Luo was indeed narrow-minded.

Han Cheng didn't need to personally handle the kiln's firing. He instructed the fire, which was about to develop occupational diseases from frequent firing, and then returned to the tribe.

As an idle person, there was nothing major to manufacture, so he started making the windows for the large brick house that had not yet been built.

"Lame, take a break first. Let me tell you something more interesting."

Han Cheng glanced at the busy bees coming and going, approached Lame, and spoke up.

"Something interesting?"

Lame perked up.

When people achieve a sense of accomplishment in a particular field, they will become more immersed in it and want to do more challenging things.

Woodworking was also an activity that could intoxicate people, such as Emperor Chongzhen's brother, who was obsessed with woodworking and now Lame.