The spinning machine was soon watched.

And the onlookers who heard the news were the women of the tribe, old, few, beautiful, ugly, real, fake...

Oh, there is nothing fake for tribal women!

It's all original, pure natural, and bare-faced!

In the crowd, A Zi introduced the spinning machine to everyone with a proud face, and A Lian was arranged by A Zi to sit on the spinning machine to demonstrate to everyone.

The women exclaimed and exclaimed.

Ye Qing did not participate. Standing outside the crowd, listening to A Zi's proud and exaggerated voice, he suddenly felt that the world was beautiful.

There is nothing to be afraid of when there is a typhoon.

Look at the tribe, the typhoon has endured year after year, and the hut has been built again and again, and it is still living its life as usual.

Laugh when you are happy, cry when you are sad; be proud when you are proud, blush when you make mistakes.

Never pretended!

He suddenly realized that he should learn from his tribe members... It would be better to live a simpler life!

A little girl who was only seven years old, ran slowly and was small, and was walking around the crowd, unable to squeeze in for a while, and she cried in a hurry.

Ye Qing asked her curiously:

"Spinning is an adult's business. You are a child, so anxious to see the spinning machine, why?"

The little girl said in a grievance with crying voice:

"Alam's mother died when she gave birth to her younger brother. No one at Ara's family made clothes, and she had no clothes to wear. Ara wanted to make clothes for her two younger brothers, but Ara didn't make any clothes... Woo woo..."

Ye Qing's eyes turned red in a bad mood.

After sucking her nose, Ye Qing advised her:

"Don't worry, I'll rebuild a spinning machine for you. Don't rush to see this spinning machine with everyone."

The little girl stopped wiping her tears and looked at Ye Qing with expectation.

"Really?"

"real!"

"Yeah yeah..."

The little girl jumped up excitedly.

Looking at the little girl's heartfelt joy, Ye Qing also smiled happily, her smile no longer had the falsehood of her previous life.

He gradually fell in love with this place.

The clan members are simple and simple, so simple and cute.

As he participated in the tribe, the more he felt that the differences formed by the two worlds and the diaphragm caused by the transformation of roles were slowly fading and disappearing.

Ye Qing brought the little girl to Muzuo District.

Lulu and a dozen people are focusing on processing various parts of the spinning machine.

They already like this job.

Watching the rough wood slowly turn into regular parts on their hands, and after assembly, it turns into various magical tools, they are filled with pride and pride.

Looking at various tools, planes, axes, saws, chisels, etc., they couldn't help but sigh that it was so wonderful and easy to use.

Before these tools, processing wood is a very time-consuming and laborious task.

Use a stone axe and stone adze, chop slowly, and cut slowly.

The processed wood is also very rough and crooked.

If you want to be smooth, you have to slowly polish it with stones and sand.

Where can I do this like now? If I think it is round, it will be round; if I think it is square, it will be square.

A wooden board and a wooden stick, with a plane, swish, swish, and a few moments, it became extremely smooth.

Ye Qing took a set of parts of the processed spinning machine and assembled them.

No one has learned this job yet.

He called everyone over to watch.

With the golden finger of "smart and skillfulness", he is very fast.

A bunch of components are quickly combined into a spinning machine.

Looking at Ye Qing's hands like a butterfly walking through flowers, although it was not the first time he saw Ye Qing assembling, the tribe members were still confused.

Only Lulu showed a thoughtful look.

This work requires spatial imagination.

Soon, the spinning machine was assembled successfully.

Looking at the newly assembled spinning machine, the girl's eyes shiny.

"Is this... this for me?"

"Yes, but you can't move home, you can take the mahjong and spin it here."

The tribe still lives in greenhouses collectively, but they still live in groups according to their families.

If the little girl was asked to move the spinning machine back to her place of residence, the other tribesmen saw that due to Ye Qing's authority, although she would not say anything, she would definitely have an objection in her heart.

His plan is also to build more than 50 units, and each household can allocate one.

These spinning machines will not belong to each family in name, but will be shared by the tribe and will be used together. This will help improve the efficiency of spinning machines, and also help the exchange of experience among the tribe, improve technology and increase output.

As for the issues of public property and not caring for it, it is still not visible to the tribe for the time being.

The tribe members now cherish all the tools created by Ye Qing even more than the tribe members' own lives.

The little girl ran back quickly to get a handful of hemp fibers.

Ye Qing taught her how to use it in detail.

The little girl was very attentive and watched Ye Qing's every move very carefully.

She also learned very quickly. Although she was not as fast as A Lian, she was still as fast as seven or eight A Zi.

Sitting on the spinning machine, she was a little nervous and sweating at the tip of her nose.

When she was nervous and without any mistake, she finished spinning a spindle, she held the spindle and cried.

Ye Qing was a little helpless.

Fortunately, the little girl cried for a while and then laughed happily again.

After laughing for a while, she walked to Ye Qing, her expression became solemn and sacred.

Then, raise your hands, bend over, and kneel on the ground.

Ye Qing was startled and quickly helped her up.

After the little girl stood up, her face smiled, but tears kept flowing from the corners of her eyes.

She smiled and said, "Ala can finally make clothes."

Then he sat on the spinning machine and focused on spinning.

She cried and laughed like this, which made Ye Qing feel very uncomfortable.

It’s still because... survival is not easy!

Sighing, Ye Qing began to hurry up and assemble the spinning machine.

After assembling two more units, Ye Qing asked Lulu to assemble them, and he guided them in detail.

After teaching him to assemble two units, Lulu learned it.

So he took the lead from the production of the spinning machine again.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! He is preparing to build a large utensil and a super artifact - a cloth loom.

Among the tribes, the most time-consuming and labor-consuming work is weaving.

Weaving cloth takes more time than grinding stone tools.

Tribal weaving cloth uses the most primitive waist machine, which is too inefficient.

Clothes made of cloth are still valuable items in the tribe.

Because of insufficient fabric, many people are naked.

The linen robe of the patriarch was an extremely expensive luxury.

The patriarch also cherishes it very much and only wears it during sacrifices.

I still wear a vest and a tumble skirt every day.

What kind of loom is to manufacture?
To be continued...