Looking at these thirty crude weapons made of meteorite iron, Han Cheng fainted for a while, and then the scene of the meteor shower he saw several years ago suddenly appeared in his mind.

I remember that after I heard that it was more effective to make a wish on a shooting star, Bai Xuemei, the stupid wife, was still talking about the meteor shower and wanted to have a monkey with me.

Then after a period of time, she became pregnant with Little Wandou's little bunny.

I remember that the meteor shower passed from south to north at that time, and these tribes came from the north far away from their own tribe. Could it be...

Could it be that these meteorites were brought by that meteor shower?

Han Cheng thought this, then smiled and shook his head.

There is no such coincidence in this world.

I saw a meteor shower, and then these unburned meteorites fell near this cave.

A few years later, the tribe that had obtained a large amount of meteorite used weapons made of meteorite to attack its own tribe, but was killed by its own tribe, and the meteorite that had once streaked over the tribe was collected again.

Belong to your own tribe...

Thinking about it makes people think it is impossible, it is too magical.

Putting all these messy thoughts out of his mind, Han Cheng looked at the meteorites with a bright smile.

No matter how that tribe obtained so much meteorite and turned it into weapons, one thing cannot be changed, that is, all the meteorite now belongs to its own tribe!

With some meteorite, your tribe can make many high-quality weapons.

Things like knives and axes.

After it is successfully made, it can be passed down from generation to generation.

Before the tribe encountered iron ore and developed the technology of refining steel, these weapons made of meteorite must have been the most sophisticated ones in the tribe.

After all, bronze has its material limitations.

Of course, an important prerequisite for it to be passed down from generation to generation is that people in the tribe should not be allowed to have the concept of serving the dead as servants, and the custom of generous burials should not be allowed to arise in the tribe.

This is not only useless, but will also cause a huge waste of resources and cause a considerable burden to the living people.

As for the funerary objects, some were completely buried and slowly merged with the soil, and a large number of them made it easier for tomb robbers.

Thinking about these things, Han Cheng began to take out these simple and sturdy weapons that were tied up from the room, piled them in the yard outside, and then set a fire on them.

The reason why he set a fire on them was not because Han Cheng wanted to do something to them with such a temperature, but because these weapons were tied very firmly and it was very difficult to untie them one by one.

It's easy, it's better to just burn it on fire and save effort.

As the flames burned, the wooden handles and rattans eventually turned into ashes, leaving only the black meteorite iron.

In the distance, the people of the original Black Stone Tribe saw this scene from a distance and were heartbroken.

Blackstone weapons!

That's a black stone weapon!

It was the black stone weapons that they were so proud of and used them to follow the leader to obtain a lot of food for the tribe!

Now he was burned by the Son of God.

Fortunately, this person didn't know the term prodigal son and its meaning, otherwise he would have pinned it on the son of God who was said to be extremely wise without any hesitation.

However, when his eyes fell on the bronze hoe he held in his hand, which looked a bit dazzling under the sunlight, such thoughts suddenly disappeared.

The bronze hoe they held in their hands was no worse than the black stone weapon they were proud of in every aspect, and it was even more convenient to use.

And these are just the tools used by this tribe for hoeing. Not to mention how powerful and easy-to-use those tools are specifically used for hunting and attacking enemies.

The black stone weapon that can completely crush them is certain.

This tribe has so many good things. Now that the black stone weapons are burned down, there is nothing surprising.

He found a wooden stick and used the stick to pull out the thirty-six pieces of meteorite iron that had been polished in the initial stage from the ashes. Han Cheng picked up his precious daughter and told the others not to touch it with their hands.

After saving these meteorites from burning my hands, I went to look for my second senior brother.

The second senior brother's condition wasn't that good either, he was also yawning profusely.

Han Cheng didn't find it strange at all that the second senior brother was in such a state.

He and Wu Du only have one spouse, let alone someone like the second senior brother who has three spouses at once.

Just thinking about this amount, Han Chengcheng couldn't help but feel pain in his back for his second senior brother.

"Wait a minute, forge these meteorite irons and make some weapons and tools."

Han Cheng said to the second senior brother.

Originally, he wanted to ask the second senior brother to start building it today, but after seeing the second senior brother's condition, he quietly pushed back the building time.

After all, talent is the foundation, and the rest are details. When it's time to rest, you still have to rest.

While thinking this way, Han Cheng suddenly remembered the good thing wolfberry.

It's a pity that we didn't come across it. Otherwise, if the adult males in the tribe would make a few cups of hot water and drink it every day, it might be able to greatly relieve their fatigue.

"Son of God, isn't there bronze..."

After understanding what Han Cheng meant, the second senior brother looked a little puzzled and said.

With the continuous mining of Tongshan copper mines, various bronze products have continued to increase, and people in the tribe have a great fondness for bronze.

I feel that with bronze, I can defeat everything. Many things are inferior to bronze.

The second senior brother also looked at these captured black stone weapons before and waved them in his hands. He felt that they were far less useful than the bronze weapons of his tribe.

And it's too crude.

Han Cheng smiled. When the furnace temperature was not high enough and the iron smelting technology was far from advanced, iron tools were indeed not as good as bronze, which was easier to cast.

For example, during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, iron was called evil gold.

The Qin State that swept through the six kingdoms also used bronze weapons to defeat other countries that used many iron weapons.

But Han Cheng, who came from later generations, knew that in the future development, steel would be king.

For example, in the Western Han Dynasty, with the advancement of iron smelting technology, the once glorious bronze civilization was gradually abandoned...

"These weapons are not easy to use because those people did not make them well. After they are made, the tools made from these meteorite irons are more useful than bronze tools.

Not only is it stronger than bronze, it is also sharper than bronze tools."

Han Cheng smiled and explained to the second senior brother.

It's not surprising that the second brother has such an understanding. After all, the people in the tribe have actually seen bronze.

They don't know, so you can just explain it to them yourself.

After listening to Han Cheng's words, the second senior brother's attitude suddenly became very upright. He squatted down, picked up a piece of meteorite that had cooled down, and began to look at it carefully.

The second senior brother, like everyone else in the tribe, believed in what Han Cheng, the Son of God, said.

Now, the Son of God told him that this seemingly inconspicuous stone, which the Son of God called meteorite, could make tools that were more useful than bronze tools, so that must be the case.

He needs to be treated well.

Thinking about this, the second senior brother couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Bronze tools are so easy to use, so how easy are tools made from meteorites to be?

If I could build it myself, wouldn’t the tribe be able to have better tools? Wouldn’t the tribe become more powerful because of this?

After such thoughts arose, the second senior brother became even more happy, and even a little impatient.

"Son of God, how should we do this? Is it like copper ingots and tin ingots, melted in a furnace?"

After holding a heavy piece of meteorite and looking at it for a while, the second senior brother felt itchy and couldn't help but ask Han Cheng.

Of course, this meteorite cannot be melted in a furnace. With the current technical conditions in the tribe, even ordinary iron ore cannot be melted, let alone this meteorite.

In fact, things like meteorite basically don’t need to be melted.

Because when flying at high speed in the air, many impurities contained in it have been burned away.

The rest just need to be heated as much as possible in a furnace, and then forged and shaped.

No worse than Bai Steelmaking.

After listening to the words of the second senior brother, Han Cheng recalled some things he learned about meteorite, and then smiled and said to the second senior brother: "No need to melt it, we can't melt it now, heat it up, use a hammer

Just keep tapping out the shape of the tool we want."

The second senior brother is relatively experienced in this kind of thing. After all, when he first made iron bacteria, got some iron beads together, and got several iron tools, a large part of it was done by the second senior brother under the command of Han Cheng.

came out.

"I'm just going to burn the stove!"

After hearing Han Cheng's words, the second senior brother suddenly became excited. He suddenly stood up from the ground and said that he was going to burn the furnace and start forging.

Han Cheng hurriedly stopped him: "Wait until tomorrow to do these things. Let's all have a good rest today, otherwise we will be in trouble if we are exhausted."

Although the second senior brother wanted to do it immediately, Han Cheng, the Son of God, had spoken and could only suppress his thoughts.

After staying here for a while, he and Han Cheng moved the meteorite iron back to the house one by one, and then went to inspect the blacksmithing stove that had not been used for a long time.
To be continued...