Although this animal skin rope looks similar to the slingshot of later generations, it is obviously not elastic.
Song Xuan thought that no matter how Shipi explained it, he might not be able to understand it. Thinking of this, he said to Shipi:
"Okay, you go out and try it, and I'll see how you do it."
"If it's done, I won't tell anyone about you stealing the fruit!"
Before leaving, Song Xuan added another sentence. Although there was a threat, he basically had to hide it for them. Although the consequences were not particularly serious and could only be beaten at best, but If even this spanking could be avoided, it would certainly make the children happier.
He took a few children to an open area aside.
Shipi and the others didn't talk nonsense. They just saw a few people taking out another animal skin package from their arms like magic. The small package was not big, about the size of a palm.
When I opened it, I saw a few stones lying inside. The small stones seemed to have been carefully polished, and each one was very round. The stone skin was carefully pinched out and placed in the animal skin pocket.
Then he picked up the rope and started spinning it, turning it violently a few times. When the speed reached its peak, he let go of one end, and saw the pebbles flying out with a "whoosh".
The little snowman's head not far away was directly hit by a stone.
This accuracy is quite good. The Snowman is at least thirteen or four meters away from Shipi. At this distance, it can hit an object the size of two fists. It is even more difficult than using firearms in later generations.
"Angel, what do you think? This is how we catch birds!"
"Hehe~"
Song Xuan nodded slightly, and while Song Xuan was still thinking, a sharp cry came:
"Shipi! You..."
It turns out that this little snowman was built not long ago by Shi Yue from the tribe. Before he could show off to his little sisters, Shi Pi smashed it to pieces with a stone.
Seeing Shi Yue rushing over like a gust of wind, Song Xuan naturally stepped aside without trying to persuade him to stop or stop him. He just silently prayed for Shi Pi in his heart, hoping that he wouldn't be dealt with too badly soon.
After the fun, Shipi rubbed his red ears and returned to Song Xuan. It could be seen from the bitter expression on his face that he must have signed many unequal treaties.
"God's envoy, hiss~"
"Let's go catch birds!"
Seeing Shipi's ability to throw stones, Song Xuan stopped blocking him and followed a few others to start setting up traps.
In this kind of weather, although wild fruits are not the best to attract birds, they are quite eye-catching when placed on the snow. Although the tribe has better rice, Song Xuan is naturally reluctant to take it out.
Not far away from the woods, they spread the fruits on the snow. A few people found a big stone cat behind to prevent the birds from daring to come after seeing the people.
After squatting for a while, some stupid birds were fooled. When they saw a bird stop, Shipi and the others also had quick eyesight and quick hands. They lifted up stones and dropped them, and several stones flew towards the pecking birds at the same time.
Whoosh~ whoosh~
In the blink of an eye, the bird was smashed to death before it had a chance to take a few more bites. A stone even went straight to its head, smashing the bird's head into pieces.
"Angel, look!"
Shipi held the wings with one hand, shook the bird statue in his hand and showed it to Song Xuan, not caring at all about the blood dripping from his neck.
Although the efficiency of catching birds in this way is quite good, as long as a bird lands on the ground, it is generally difficult to escape from the poisonous hands of a few people. However, it is usually shot once and moved to another place. If a slight mistake is made, some wounds are caused, and the selected place cannot be used again. .
And even if there are no traces of a place, after two or three waves, there will be no more birds.
After walking around the tribe, in the end, no birds were fooled again, so everyone stopped and returned to the tribe carrying more than a dozen birds.
The biggest one was the one whose head was shot first. It weighed almost a kilogram, which was considered big among the surrounding birds. The others were about half a kilogram, and there were only three or two small ones like sparrows.
The birds are too small. Even if several people join forces, they are not easy to hit. They usually just scare them away, and these few were hit by the way.
"Shipi, the harvest is fine this year!"
As soon as they returned to the tribe, the birds in the hands of several people attracted everyone's attention. Shipi and others basically came here several times a year. In the past, they used some scraps as bait, so naturally they attracted fewer birds.
However, this method of bird hunting does not last long. After one or two attempts, no birds will be fooled anymore. These birds are naturally not stupid. They will die unless they are extremely hungry, and they will not die generously.
This fresh bird naturally tastes much better than the dried meat in the tribe, but the quantity is not large, so everyone only took a big one for stew, and put the rest in the warehouse.
In the current weather, these birds would have been frozen to a solid state within half a day, but there was no need to worry about storage. There was nothing to do, just pluck the feathers and freeze them.
While drinking the delicious bird soup, Song Xuan was still thinking about the sling.
The current power of slings is much stronger than the bows and arrows in the tribe. At the same distance, although the bows and arrows can maintain their power, their accuracy is almost useless.
Although bows and arrows are also used, they are in a very embarrassing situation. They are not powerful enough for large beasts. They are far less reliable than long and short spears. It is not painful or itchy to pierce the beasts. Smaller ones can be used. , but inaccurate shooting is also a problem.
Therefore, there have never been many people using them. Song Xuan also knew that if it was not improved, it would not be easy to popularize it. Song Xuan also had preliminary ideas about the improvement of bows and arrows, but the details of how to do it would have to wait until spring. Just fine.
But this sling aroused great interest in Song Xuan. Song Xuan also asked some people in the tribe. Everyone knew that there was such a thing, but they all regarded it as a toy for children. They would make one for fun when they were children. , but few people use it for hunting.
"No, no, it's too weak."
"Yes, any random stone can't hit anyone!"
After asking around, most of them had these two opinions. In Song Xuan's opinion, the power of the sling was not small, although the ones Shipi and the others had in their hands were indeed not very powerful.
But after all, they can only throw rocks as big as their thumbs, which can be used to hit birds. Even if they hit the birds, they will still stun them. Naturally, it will have no effect when going hunting.
However, if a larger one is made according to this, the power will not be too bad. If a stone the size of a baby's fist is made to come out at this speed, the power will definitely not be too small.
But this brings us to the second problem. The stones that people find casually are generally not very good. Not to mention the difficulty of finding the right size. Even if you find them, you have to polish them well, otherwise the strange-shaped stones will not be able to be as desired. fly in the direction.
Shipi's stones are also carefully polished. Every time they throw the stones, they have to look for stones in the snow. Even so, there are still several stones that they cannot find, which really makes several people feel distressed for a long time.
Therefore, the skill of polishing stones is not as practical as traditional hunting. After all, there is no guarantee that stones can be recovered during hunting. Whether they are lost or broken, they cannot be used again.
Over time, the sling has become a toy for the children. After all, the children are not too busy at ordinary times. Occasionally, they can grind a few stones and use them to smash birds, and small stones are relatively easy to find, especially After Teng She moved here, although there were no pebble beaches on both sides of the river, stones could often be found in the river.
Shipi and the others are the main force in fishing, and they often pick up stones. This is what makes them so accurate in throwing stones. Others are not as accurate as them.
But here in Song Xuan, stones are not a problem. Although you cannot find a sufficient number of suitable stones in the wild, you can definitely make them yourself.
Nowadays, the pottery industry in the tribe is booming. The "crazy" Shi Shi even hoards a pile of pottery clay in his house, just to figure out something when the mountains are blocked by heavy snow.
Since being injured, he has completely missed the heavy work in the tribe, but fortunately, he has regained his second youth soon. When it comes to making pottery, Stone is very talented, and the pottery made by his hands , always more rounded than others.
So even if he can no longer go hunting, making pottery in the tribe can help him no longer have the previous burden. Song Xuan has also told him a lot of things he can make in the past few days, such as teapots, water cups, etc. Such dishes, these are things that can increase happiness.
A batch of stones have also been rolled out and are now being burned in the kiln. Although heavy snow has covered the sky and the earth, the pottery kiln is also covered by a roof.
Shelter from wind and rain is still possible, and a small house has been built not far away to store firewood. The entire industry can be said to be very complete.
"Stone, can you make a pottery ball of this size?"
After finding the stone lying in the corner, Song Xuan briefly described the size of the projectile.
It's not a big problem to rub the projectile out, but Song Xuan is not sure whether it can be burned out at once. After all, such a thick thing has never been done in the tribe.
Naturally, Shitou knows more about this aspect, but obviously Shitou did not dare to agree with Song Xuan. He hesitated and said to Song Xuan:
"Angel, it should be... almost~"
Song Xuan didn't embarrass Shitou, he just asked him to burn a batch first to see if there were any problems and then make adjustments later.
"Angel, what do you do with this thing?"
Shitou still asked about his confusion. He couldn't figure out where this round pottery pill could be used.
However, Song Xuan put his index finger on his lips rather mysteriously and shook his head slightly.
Seeing that Song Xuan didn't want to reveal anything, Shitou didn't say anything more, turned around and returned to his house to start making mud.
Not long after, he came to Song Xuan with a kneaded pottery ball blank:
"Angel, do you think this size is okay?"
After getting Song Xuan's approval, he went back to large-scale production.
