Chapter 153: People like Luban and alien civilization

　　 The half of the wood that makes the lintel is very wide and thick, and the wider part is inside the wooden frame, so compared with the outside of the door frame, the height between the upper and lower sides has to be reduced by at least five centimeters.
It is precisely because of this that the loose door that was originally placed outside the door frame is stuck after being moved to the door frame and placed next to the door frame. Even if you let go, the door will not be skewed too much to the side as before. .
　　'S lame eyes lit up, and he felt like he was looking in the right direction.
In his joy, he started to try to open and close the door with his hand. The stick that protruded up and down on one side of the door was stuck between the lintel and the ground. With the limp pull, the door turned with the stick as the axis. .
　　 The door was opened, and his lame eyes brightened. By now, he was convinced that his approach was right.
　　 He tentatively opened and closed the door continuously, and his brows gradually frowned again.
In this way, the door can indeed open and close, but it is very unstable. One will skew or run out of the door lintel if you don’t pay attention, and the other one will open and close very much, unlike the two doors on the wall. That kind of lightness.
　　 "The Son of God."
　　 Li once again opened the door from the inside, and looked up to see a small basket full of small rapeseed, standing not far from the door, looking at him with a smile, and hurriedly said hello.
　　 "Very good, good job."
Han Cheng called to a child from a tribe who had run through here, and gave her a basket with small rapeseed in her hand, asked her to carry it to the cave, and confessed to the person in charge of cooking that the soup will be cooked later Put these rapeseed inside.
　　 After explaining these things, Han Cheng looked at this door carefully for a while, then looked up and down again, lame, and smiled and praised him.
　　 The lame who was praised was very happy, and immediately pointed to the door and shook his head: "If you don't pretend, you will fall."
After 　　 finished speaking, he looked at Han Cheng expectantly, wanting to get a solution from the child, overcoming this difficulty, and breaking the evil spirits.
　　 Han Cheng thought for a while, and went to the house with the lame, let the lame reclose the door and straighten it.
　　 Keeping the limp in place, he used a broken tile that he had just picked up, and the shaft of the wooden door made a semicircle on the ground.
　　 The door lintel is too high from the ground, and Han Cheng, who doesn't know if Wu Dalang is tall, can't reach it naturally. The circle around the shaft of the door can only be done by the lame.
　　 Fortunately, the wooden door is not heavy. You only need to push it with some strength with your hands to stick it on the door frame so that it will not move. Well, it is not connected.
　　 The limping limp held on to the wall with one hand, his feet were slightly lit, and the other hand held the tiles to draw circles on the door shaft.
Although the 　　 tiles are far less visible than the red bricks, they can leave traces even after repeated pours.
After the 　　 circle was drawn, Han Chenggong asked Lim to remove the door from here and move outside again.
　　 Looking at the circle painted on the lower part of the lintel, Han Cheng suddenly held his forehead with his hands, feeling helpless.
　　 After all, I missed a step.
　　 When I first built the door, I just wanted to make a hole on the lintel after the door was built, so that the position of the hole can be precise and not blind.
　　 It wasn't until then that he suddenly remembered that this time is not a later generation. With the current drilling technology, it is really difficult to make such a hole in the air.
　　 Han Cheng looked at the door lintel that had been completely built with the wall. After thinking about it, he gave up the idea of ​​tearing it down and punching holes, otherwise this nice new house would become a broken house before it moved in.
　　 Of course, there is another reason that this is more troublesome than hanging holes, and it will seriously affect the firmness of the door frame, which is really not worth the loss.
　　 limped and moved back, and saw that the look of the half circle that the son of God was looking up at him was different, and suddenly felt a little flustered, worried that he was not doing it well, and that the son of God was like this.
　　 Han Cheng withdrew his gaze from the circle above the lintel, and saw the lame anxiety. After a little thought, he knew that this guy was thinking about things. He hurriedly smiled and said about punching holes on it.
After listening to 　　 lame, the anxiety in his heart was greatly reduced. After thinking for a while, he said that he would definitely get the hole out, and he gave a guarantee by punching his chest.
　　 After saying this, Limp immediately came over with a large pile of mud, and a large fire rose not far from the door.
　　 moved two stones to step on the foot, and then paste the mud on the lintel, paste a large piece, leaving only the circle.
　　 Then he drew a burning stick from the burning fire and went to the round hole to burn it.
　　 was holding a firewood stick in one hand, and the other hand held a bone-made torch to blow and ignite the fire. When the fire on the stick went out, the part with the charcoal at the top was brought up, and the air was blown.
　　 But this is really too much trouble. Not only is the posture uncomfortable, but the charcoal is also easy to extinguish or fall.
　　 It would be nice if there were tongs made of metal at this time, you can directly pick up the burnt coal instead of being as difficult as it is now.
　　 Looking at the lame Han Cheng, he nodded slightly. The method he used for the lameness was the same as he thought. It seems that the first carpenter of the Qingque tribe has been trained by himself.
　　 If the Qingque tribe can continue to be passed down, UU reading www.uukanshu.com lame should become like Luban, right?
　　 Well, it should be passed down. After all, Wu and Shi's disciples have been tirelessly recording things on the pottery plate.
　　 lameness will definitely be recorded.
　　 What about yourself?
Han Cheng suddenly thought of this question. If the Qingque tribe is strong enough and its influence becomes more and more far-reaching in the future, he should become a such as Gonggong and Zhu Rong in the ancient mythology, and even become an existence like Huangdi Yandi. may.
　　 Han Cheng thought this way, his complexion suddenly twitched, because he suddenly remembered Wu’s record of his origin, lightning flashed and thunder fell from the sky...
　　 estimates that he is regarded as an alien by later generations, and the early Qingque tribe civilization is more likely to be classified as an alien civilization.
　　 Thinking this way, Han Cheng was a little expectant that in some unknown number of years, someone would dig out everything that had been covered in dust.
　　 When the time comes, those archaeologists will be surprised by their jaws. It's fun to think about it.
　　 "The Son of God."
　　 There was a voice that awakened Han Cheng from this inconspicuous imagination. When he looked up, it was the wood he had called back from the quarry.
　　 Han Cheng took the wood and looked for a relatively upright stone with a length, width and height of about fifteen, eleven, and eight centimeters respectively.
Let the sweaty lame standing on the rock, raising his arms, raising his head and burning his eyes, to stop and rest. Then he and the wood moved the big stone to the place where the circle was just drawn. After adjusting a few positions , And used a short straightedge to draw a cross on the relatively flat surface of the rock facing upwards, and centered on the cross, circled a circle, which is larger than the circle on the ground some.