Ke Xuan rubbed his twitching eyelids and stood up from the stone bench. Since he was missing a leg, he swayed a little when he stood up. Naturally, Shao Xuan noticed him.
Shao Xuan looked at Old Ke in confusion as he put down the stone tool and grindstone that were about to take shape. He was in a good state just now and didn't feel like he made any mistakes. His polishing process was also up to Old Ke's standards, but what was with Old Ke's "what the f * ck" look?
"Xuan, you … you …" Ke Xuan stuttered.
"You …" After a long while, Ke squeezed out a sentence, "How do you usually train?"
Shao Xuan didn't know what Old Ke meant, but he still explained his training schedule in detail. Of course, he didn't tell Old Ke Xuan about his special ability.
In fact, rather than training, it was better to say that he was preparing to polish stone tools. Many of the children who had awakened at the same time were either training their strength or practicing throwing. Only Shao Xuan spent most of his time looking for stone cores. Some people even secretly laughed at Shao Xuan for not doing his job properly.
After pondering for a while, Ke Xuan didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said. Shao Xuan was very hardworking and showed a strong drive when he was polishing stone tools. This was also the reason why Ke Xuan was willing to teach him. However, when he was learning stone tools, he also put in a lot of effort. Why didn't he improve as fast as Shao Xuan?
Old Ke couldn't figure it out. He could only attribute the reason to Shao Xuan's extraordinary talent. No wonder he awakened at the age of ten.
After calming down, Old Ke waved his hand and motioned for Shao Xuan to continue. He thought for a while and stopped him. He took out a wide grass curtain and divided the polishing process into two parts. He motioned for Shao Xuan to go to the inner part.
Although confused, Shao Xuan still did as he was told. Old Ke must have his reasons for doing this.
Through the grass curtain, Old Ke could see the little figure polishing stone. Old Ke slowly rubbed a stone leaf in his hand. He seemed to have thought of something and his frown relaxed. He couldn't help but chuckle.
When the sun was about to set, Shao Xuan came out from the inner compartment covered in sweat and handed the polished stone tools to Old Ke for inspection. There were more stone leaves and stone cores to be polished today, so it ended much later than usual.
However, Old Ke did not check the stoneware one by one like he did a few days ago. Instead, he casually pushed the pile of stoneware aside, glanced at it for a while, and then stopped looking at it. Instead, he said to Shao Xuan, "You can go back now. From tomorrow onwards, you can do whatever you want. You can do whatever you want."
"Okay, I got it."
In fact, Shao Xuan had wanted to make something of his own for a long time, but his skills were too bad at that time. The things he made were completely different from what he had in mind, and he always failed halfway. Now that Old Ke said so, it was also in line with Shao Xuan's wishes.
To make a satisfactory stone tool, the process involved included peeling stone leaves, polishing, pressing, heat treatment, and so on. The tools needed included hammers, pressure rods, plungers, grindstones, stone anvils, and other fixed objects. Shao Xuan didn't have a complete set of tools in his wooden house, so he could only come to Old Ke's place every day to make something.
However, Shao Xuan didn't dare to think too much at first, so he started with the stone tools he was familiar with in the tribe.
The next day, Shao Xuan took the stone cores he had picked for the whole morning to Old Ke's place and started polishing.
Shao Xuan wanted to polish a double-winged stone arrowhead, which was the most used stone arrowhead in the tribe. Lang Ga used it a lot.
Old Ke had also told Shao Xuan the essentials of making stone arrowheads. The rest could only be learned through polishing, and Old Ke would also point out some details to pay attention to.
After a few days, Old Ke didn't sit next to Shao Xuan and watch him polish. He didn't need to say anything, because Shao Xuan could already do it very well. Leaning on a wooden stick, Old Ke took out a wooden box filled with all kinds of stone tools, big and small, and placed it outside the house.
Inside were the stone tools Shao Xuan had polished these days. Most of them were spearheads and arrowheads, and the style of the stone tools they polished was somewhat different from Old Ke's.
In the past few days, Old Ke had changed his rules. In the afternoon, he didn't let people into the house. In the morning, he would take out a lot of finished stone tools and place them on the table. If anyone took a fancy to them, they could quickly exchange them. After noon, Old Ke would pack up and enter the house. He wouldn't come out for the whole afternoon.
Therefore, when they saw Old Ke putting out the things at this time, some people gathered around.
"Hey, Old Ke, why are you putting things out at this time today?"
"Hey, Old Ke, these things aren't made by Xuan, right?"
Many people knew that Shao Xuan was learning stone tools from Old Ke, but no one was optimistic about it. Some people secretly discussed how long Shao Xuan could last. Would he be like those people before him, who couldn't help but leave after a few days, or would he be forced out by Old Ke? They didn't expect him to last until now. Looking at Old Ke, he didn't seem to be angry.
It was really strange.
However, the person who said that the stone tools were made by Shao Xuan laughed after saying it. The people who came with him also just laughed and didn't take it seriously. After all, in their opinion, that kid had only been learning from Old Ke for a few days. It was absolutely impossible for him to make such a successful stone product! They were just joking about Old Ke.
"This stone arrowhead is well polished. It's perfect for laying bows and setting traps … Hey, the barbs are well polished. I like them." A person squatted down and began to pick out the stone arrowheads he liked.
Seeing that someone had already started, the others stopped joking around and started to pick the stoneware they liked. They were afraid that the good stuff would be taken away by someone else. After all, the stoneware made by Old Ke was much better than the others.
"Hey, Old Ke, did you change your style? The arrowheads didn't have such long barbs in the past. "A warrior picked out a stone arrowhead and touched the wings on it.
Ke, who was sitting there, just kept a straight face and didn't answer.
The warriors who came to exchange their stone tools were already used to Old Ke's behavior. They didn't expect Old Ke to explain. It wasn't strange for a stone tool maker to change his style.
Hunting consumed a lot of stone tools. Because many of them were disposable, unlike metals, they couldn't be reused. So the scrap rate was especially high. This also led to the warriors preparing a lot of stone tools before every hunting trip.
The last hunting team had been out for almost twenty days. Generally speaking, the hunting team wouldn't go out for more than twenty days. Even if they were in trouble, they wouldn't go out for more than thirty days. After all, the warriors' families were still in the tribe. If they didn't come back, their families would starve.
So, after some calculations, the hunting team that went out would be back soon. The other team was also preparing. They were just waiting for the people who went out to come back. Then they would hand over the tribe's affairs and set off for hunting. Of course, the more stone tools they had, the better.
"… They will be back in these two days. I saw someone bring the wounded back in the morning. This time, two of them were seriously injured, but their lives weren't in danger. I heard that no one died." Someone said while picking.
"So, we are also going to set off? I have to go back and get more things to exchange with Old Ke. "
"Didn't you say two were injured? Who were they? "
"…"
The crowd began to talk again, but their hands didn't slow down. Every time they saw a stone tool, they would grab it tightly in their hands. Those who were slower than them could only regret that they didn't make the first move.
"If you want to exchange, then hurry up and get out!" Old Ke waved his arm with a cold face. If they wanted to talk, they should go somewhere else. Xuan was still polishing in the house. What if they disturbed him?
In the eyes of the crowd, Old Ke was too difficult to get along with. It seemed that he didn't care about anything except stone tools. He was also very fierce when he scolded people. But in fact, Old Ke valued Shao Xuan more than anyone else. When these people began to talk, Old Ke was not happy and immediately drove them away.
The crowd didn't get angry. They stopped talking and quickly went back to pick.
When almost all the things were put on the table, no one came back. Old Ke picked up the remaining small stone tools and put them into the wooden box. He shook his head and whispered to himself, "Why don't I like these small stone tools? In fact, as long as they are used well, they are much more lethal than those big ones. "
When Shao Xuan finished polishing for the day and dragged his tired body back, the hunting team that went out also came back before sunset.
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