In the cheers, the hunting team walked on the "Path of Glory", leaving long shadows in the sunset.
The strong warriors were carrying much bigger prey on their backs, like an ant carrying a quail egg. They carried some on their shoulders, carried some on their backs, and even dragged some with straw ropes.
The harvest was plentiful, and it was truly a rewarding journey.
It was said that no one in the hunting team was killed this time, only two were seriously injured. The injured ones were with the Shaman, and their condition had stabilized. With the strong physique of the tribesmen, it wouldn't take long for them to be able to jump around again.
After a whole afternoon of non-stop grinding, Shao Xuan was too tired. After finding Lang Ga, Mai, and the others, he turned around and went back to the cabin. He didn't rush to greet them with cheers like the others.
At the front of the team, Mao, who was obviously shorter than the others, was carrying two big wild boars on his back. He was very proud of himself. Listening to the praises from the crowd, he couldn't stop his mouth from grinning. It felt … so good! He straightened his back again, and turned his head to look at the crowd, just in time to see the back of Mai and Caesar leaving.
Because he was too tired, Shao Xuan didn't have much energy either. Looking from the back, he did seem to be in a bad mood.
"He must have been defeated by me," Mao thought. Carrying two big wild boars, Mao was still thinking about how to defeat Shao Xuan in the future when he joined the hunting team.
After a night's rest, Shao Xuan felt full of energy. Even the soreness in his muscles had disappeared, as if he didn't persist in grinding for so long yesterday.
As usual, he picked stone cores in the morning, and went to Old Ke's place in the afternoon.
But today, Old Ke gave Shao Xuan half a day off, so that Shao Xuan could have some rest.
Looking at the results of his grinding these days, Shao Xuan picked some stone cores and took them with him. Old Ke only took out half of the finished stoneware, and the other half was kept by Old Ke for Shao Xuan's own use. Therefore, Shao Xuan still had a lot of stoneware in stock.
Shao Xuan used two net bags woven with straw rope to carry some of the stone tools he had selected. Then, he carried them up the mountain.
When Shao Xuan arrived, Lang Ga was still sleeping. After going out to hunt, when there was no shift, he would always sleep for three or four days.
"What's the matter?" Lang Ga yawned, his drooping eyelids almost closing.
"Oh, I just came to give you something. Go back to sleep." Shao Xuan placed one of the net bags on the stone table in the room and planned to leave. Originally, he wanted to listen to Lang Ga talk about hunting, but now it seemed that he had to wait for a few days.
"For me?" Although he was sleepy, Lang Ga was still very curious about what Shao Xuan had brought.
When the bag was opened and he saw the polished stone arrowheads inside, Lang Ga's squinted eyes suddenly widened. His eyes flashed as he took out an arrowhead and began to examine it carefully.
Shao Xuan made the wings on the arrowhead according to the size and shape Lang Ga was used to. Therefore, the barbs were longer than the others because Lang Ga was used to using them. If he changed it without permission, Lang Ga might not be used to it, so Shao Xuan didn't add any other ideas.
Lang Ga looked at the arrowheads in his hands and became more and more surprised.
The arrowheads in front of him were very well polished, and the most important thing was that the wings were almost perfect! The wings of the arrowheads could play a role in balancing the flight of the arrowhead, allowing the arrowhead to hit the target more accurately. If the wings were slightly out of place, the hunting effect would be greatly reduced. In order to increase the lethality of the arrowheads, Lang Ga polished the wings of the arrowheads himself. The edges of the arrowheads were more prominent, the tips were sharp, and there were two long barbs.
Lang Ga had always felt that only the arrowheads polished by himself were easy to use. The arrowheads polished by others, even his grandfather, might not be easy to use. But now, looking at the arrowheads in his hands, Lang Ga was very surprised. With just a glance and a weight, he knew that these arrowheads would be very easy to use.
The arrowheads in his hands looked almost exactly the same as the arrowheads that Lang Ga polished himself. No, they weren't exactly the same. The arrowheads in front of him were polished more perfectly.
Usually, when Lang Ga polished the arrowheads himself, because of the large demand, he didn't spend time polishing some details. But these arrowheads in front of him?
"Hey, Xuan, thank you, I like them very much! By the way, please thank Old Ke for me. Thank him for the arrowheads he polished! "
In Lang Ga's opinion, these arrowheads were naturally polished by Old Ke, and Shao Xuan naturally asked for them from Old Ke before sending them over.
Lang Ga stretched out his thumb and touched the wings of the arrowhead. Tsk, the edges of the arrowheads were very well polished! As expected of a master's product!
Shao Xuan, who had just walked out of the door, turned back and smiled. "I'll help you pass on the message. By the way, I polished those arrowheads myself. You can see if they're good for you when you use them."
Hearing Shao Xuan's reply, Lang Ga, who was touching the arrowheads, froze. He raised his eyes and looked at Shao Xuan in astonishment, the muscles on his face trembling violently.
"Wait!"
Lang Ga strode in front of Shao Xuan, holding the arrowhead in his hand. He stared at Shao Xuan and said word by word, "You made this?"
Shao Xuan nodded. "Yes, it's passable, right?"
Passable?
Lang Ga stared at Shao Xuan with bloodshot eyes. Even his breathing became heavy.
If these were considered "passable", then what was the point of what he was doing now? Stone slag?!
Shao Xuan didn't quite understand what Lang Ga meant. He had some arrowheads given by Lang Ga. Because he had used them once, Lang Ga didn't want to take them out for hunting, but it would be a waste to throw them away, so he gave them to Shao Xuan for training. When Lang Ga and the others first started training, they also used second-hand arrowheads, which was very common in the tribe.
Shao Xuan's arrowheads were made according to the ones given by Lang Ga. There were some flaws on the arrowheads, but it didn't affect their use. Shao Xuan always thought that the small flaws were caused by the wear and tear of the arrowheads. After seeing them, Old Ke didn't comment on them. But for the arrowheads made by Shao Xuan himself, Old Ke commented that they were passable. This was also the reason why Shao Xuan said they were passable.
Lang Ga looked at Shao Xuan with a complicated expression. Maybe it was because he had a grandfather who was a stoneware maker. He also made stoneware himself and thought that he was quite talented in stoneware. Now that he had some success, even if he couldn't catch up with his grandfather, he would definitely surpass him in ten years. Moreover, among his peers, his ability to make stoneware was above most, especially when it came to arrowheads. Almost no one in his generation could surpass him!
But now, in front of him, there was a ten-year-old kid who had just awakened and learned stoneware for less than thirty days. The arrowheads he made were actually better than his own. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that this kind of stone tool could not be made with enough time and meticulous polishing. Moreover, the arrowheads in his hand were very smooth and did not have many stagnation points. It was possible that these arrowheads were all polished in a short period of time!
Why did he change so much after coming back from a hunt?
I'm only going out for twenty days, not two years!
Thinking about how he gave Shao Xuan a batch of second-hand stoneware arrowheads full of flaws before he went hunting, Lang Ga's face turned red and he wanted to bang his head into the ground. Although he was usually thick-skinned, when it came to stoneware, he was deeply influenced by his grandfather. His views and thoughts were completely different from usual.
Deep breaths!
Deep breaths again!
Lang Ga stretched out a trembling finger and pointed outside, "You, don't come out for three days!"
After saying that, Lang Ga put down the curtain and didn't sleep. He strode to the small room where he usually used to grind stoneware and began to work.
In another room next to Lang Ga's room, an old man with a head full of white hair walked out. Although he was old, his body still looked healthy and healthy. It wasn't a problem for him to carry a stone that weighed a hundred pounds.
This man was Lang Ga's grandfather. The old man had just taken an afternoon nap and was chewing on a piece of jerky when he was about to go down the mountain to meet some friends. When he heard the sound of stoneware grinding, he thought that one of his sons was preparing stoneware for hunting. When he turned his head, he saw his grandson, who was supposed to be sleeping soundly in his room, appear in the stoneware room through the open window.
The old man was so excited that he almost choked on the jerky. His eyes were as big as stone balls. He looked at Lang Ga as if he was looking at a rare ferocious beast in the forest.
Holy sh * t!
This little bastard, every time he came back from a hunt, he would be like a softie who couldn't get up without sleeping for three or four days! How strange!
Shao Xuan, who had just been yelled at by Lang Ga, "Don't come out for three days," was a little confused. What was wrong with Lang Ga? Did he not wake up and have low blood pressure?
Shaking his head, Shao Xuan carried another net bag and walked up the mountain. Mai's place was slightly higher.
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