The Ancient Loom（）
"Ta Ta…"
Su Bai stopped walking. He was almost bumped into by the fox-eared lady.
"Wu, what's wrong?" Yu Ying asked softly.
"Get someone to get three palm-sized animal skins and sew them together after overlapping them. Get two vines beside them. It will be fine as long as they are long enough to tie to the back of your head.”Su Bai carefully described the original mask.
He thought of the scene of stone powder scattering when he was polishing the stone tools. If there was no protection, Hill's lungs would sooner or later have problems.
"Alright, I'll remember that." Yu Ying nodded hurriedly.
"Get someone to make a few more and send them to Shanqiu.”
Su Bai thought of some stubborn people on Earth who didn't wear masks. He reminded them: "Just say that I gave it to him and let him wear the stone tool. This way, it can protect his lungs.”
"Yes, alright." Yu Ying replied softly.
"..." Yan Hua's red eyes sparkled. She stared at Su Bai's side profile and somehow felt that he was more amiable.
As the leader of the tribe, the shaman had always been revered by people. He was also very mysterious and would not pay attention to trivial matters.
But Su Bai's behavior had completely overturned the image of a 'serious and unsmiling witch' in the eyes of the bull-horned girl. He gave off a more intimate feeling.
"What are you thinking about?" Su Bai saw that the bull-horned girl was in a daze.
"Ah?" Yan Hua regained her senses and her face flushed red. She turned around and said,"We've arrived at the woodworker's tent."
" Strange…" Su Bai mumbled.
The three of them walked around the back of the tent and arrived at the front of the tent. They saw an old man waiting at the door.
"Shaman." The old man bowed.
"Old man, you don't have to be like this." Su Bai quickly stepped forward and supported the 70-year-old man. He had not abandoned the virtues of respecting the elderly and cherishing the young brought by Earth.
"Wu, this is Grandpa Gu Mu, the best woodworker in the tribe.”Yan Hua introduced.
Gu Mu looked like he was in his seventies. His face was filled with deep wrinkles left behind by the passage of time. His hair and beard were grayish-white, and the most eye-catching thing was that his white beard was stained with many wooden shavings.
"Wu, the thing you asked Yan Hua to order me to do yesterday is already done.”Gu Mu's aged voice was full of vigor, completely unlike an old man in his seventies.
He had long heard the commotion on the other side of the hill and knew that the shaman was coming, so he had been waiting outside the tent.
"Alright, bring me to take a look." Su Bai said gently.
"Quick, come in." Gu Mu was very enthusiastic and led the way into the tent.
Su Bai stepped into the tent and saw that it was different from the tent on the hill. It wasn't dirty. Except for the wood chips on the ground, the wood was neatly placed and the fireplace was very clean.
"Wu, the thing you want to make is here.”Gu Mu turned around and carried over a large wooden cylinder that was half the height of a person. Its width and diameter were two palms long.
"So big?" Su Bai was stunned. He opened his mouth and looked at the huge filter.
"Is it big? If it wasn't for the fact that I didn't have any big wood here, I would definitely make an even bigger one for the shaman.”Gu Mu felt that it was not big enough.
"No need, this is enough.”Su Bai quickly stopped him. He originally wanted to make a palm-sized filter, but he did not expect it to be bigger than he had imagined.
"Shaman, is there anything else you need me to do?”Gu Mu asked expectantly.
In the tribe, shamans were the hardest to come into contact with. Those who could help the shaman would be envied by others, which was also an affirmation of their ability.
"Yes, I need to trouble you to forge a few things today.”Su Bai waved at the fox-eared lady.
Yu Ying quickly stepped forward and handed over the beast skin map she was holding in her arms.
"That's great. I don't have much to do anymore.”The wrinkles at the corners of Gu Mu's eyes instantly unfolded.
"Come, take a look. If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask me.”Su Bai handed over the animal skin drawing.
"Alright, let me see." Gu Mu raised his hand to receive it and lowered his head to look at it seriously.
"..." Su Bai looked at Gu Mu's hand. The back of his hand was as rough as the bark of an old pine tree. There were many cracks and a few thick calluses on his palm. He must be an experienced woodworker.
Ten minutes later, Gu Mu finished reading.
He pointed at a beast skin map and asked,""Wu, the table on this map is very simple, but what's next to the table? It looks a little strange."
Gu Mu had made many tables, but after he moved from the ancestral land, the shaman had stopped making tables.
"This is called a chair. It's used to sit. It's the same set as a table.”Su Bai introduced. It was a chair with a back. No wonder Gu Mu felt weird.
In primitive society, there was no such thing as a chair. People would either use a piece of stone and hide, or a piece of wood, or sit directly on the ground.
"A chair to sit on."
Gu Mu frowned and pondered for a moment. Then, he suddenly said,"Then this table has to be made higher.”
"Yes." Su Bai nodded in agreement. It was inconvenient without a table and chairs.
"If the shaman is in a hurry, I can make it tomorrow.”Gu Mu said confidently.
"There's no hurry. It'll be fine for a day or two later.”
Su Bai shook his head, pointed at the other animal skin drawing in Gu Mu's hand and said seriously: "The things on this map will be more urgent.”
Gu Mu turned his head and glanced at the things drawn on the map. They were just a few pieces of wood that needed to be punched.
" This isn't difficult to make," he said with a smile." I can make one in half a day."”
"Alright, then let's do this first. I want ten portions.”Su Bai let out a sigh of relief.
What he wanted to make from the ancient wood was a loom. It was the oldest type of loom that could be assembled with a few pieces of wood.
There were only six days left before they left the market of the Spotted Deer Tribe, excluding today. They still needed three more days to travel, so the Flame Dragon Tribe only had three days to prepare.
If he could find the materials to make the linen cloth in the next two days, he would be able to find them. To make a high-tech loom, with the technology of the primitive society, it would take at least two days. There was simply no time.
A good loom was better than ten simple looms in the urgent few days. It was more suitable to use more hand-woven linen as a temporary transition.
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"The tickets."
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