Because the bark fibers are too thick and not soft enough, fortunately there are many types of plants in the deep forest. Wang Lang has seen many plants similar to hemp, and Wang Lang plans to try using this plant fiber for textiles.

The current looms can be said to be very simple. Since there are no metal tools and cannot effectively process wood, Wang Lang had to consider other ways to improve them.

The piece on your hand can barely be called cloth, with only five warp threads and has no practical value at all.

It is inconvenient to process wood, so Wang Lang considered using bamboo instead. When he was making bows and arrows some time ago, he cut down a large amount of bamboo and came back, but now there are still many left to pile them in the corner.

Wang Lang selected a bamboo of arms thickness from the bamboo pair, cut it with a stone axe about one and a half meters in length, and then split it into four parts of the same size. Since the stone tools were not very useful, it took Wang Lang nearly half an hour to complete this thing, and he was so tired that he was sweating profusely.

After a while of rest, Wang Lang caught fire. Because the bamboo has good bending performance, it will become soft after being baked by fire, and can be processed into the shape he wants. After cooling with water, it can be fixed.

Wang Lang carefully baked the four split bamboo strips softly, and took an hour to make three straight bamboo strips about seven or eight centimeters wide.

Next, Wang Lang found a stone knife for cutting meat. The edges of this stone knife are thin and hard. After careful polishing, it is very sharp. Although it cannot be compared with metal, it is still easy to cut the flesh.

Wang Lang took this stone knife and cut a bamboo strip into half from the middle, and drilled two small holes at both ends of the bamboo strips. Then he carved the other two bamboo strips into convex shapes. Wang Lang put the bamboo strips together to make a rectangular frame.

Wang Lang looked at it and felt a little dissatisfied, so he made some simple adjustments. After he felt that it was almost the same, he used a stone knife to carve grooves on the edges of the two relatively short wooden strips. This work was a meticulous job. Wang Lang had no experience, so he was very slow. He knew that the sky was dark and Wang Lang had carved a bamboo strip.

There was insufficient light at night, so Wang Lang couldn't finish the rest, so he had to put away the finished ones carefully and told the tribe that this was a very important thing to not move around.

The next day, when it dawned, people continued to clear the weeds and shrubs around. Yesterday, after a day of hard work, an open space of about 100 square meters had been opened in front of the cliff. Wang Lang asked them to clear half of the open space as large as that.

Wang Lang looked at the progress and was quite satisfied. At this speed, he could build the wall and build a few thatched houses before the rainy season arrived.

After instructing everyone to pay attention to safety, Wang Lang continued to do what he had not completed yesterday.

After a morning of hard work, Wang Lang finally carved all the grooves. After assembling them, Wang Lang felt full of accomplishment when looking at the dense grooves. Seventy or eighty threads could be fixed on the wooden strips more than half a meter wide. So many are already the limit that Wang Lang can achieve.

Wang Lang didn't know what the ancient textile machine looked like, but Wang Lang felt that the principle should be similar to what he did. However, if you want to weave a finer cloth, you can only wait until the conditions are available to continue to improve.

In the next day or two, after everyone cleared the nearby shrubs and weeds, Wang Lang took the men of the tribe out to cut out many hemp plants, tied them up and threw them in the river to soak them.

During the waiting period, the women and children dug holes in the clearing of the tribe for the purpose of building wooden walls in the future. The men, led by Wang Lang, fished again and then handed the fish to the women to smoke it into dried fish.

In order to cope with the arrival of the rainy season, Wang Lang led the warriors of the tribe to hunt around. Humans themselves are at the top of the food chain. With the more sophisticated weapons made by Wang Lang, animals of all sizes near the tribe were miserable during this period. No matter they are large mammals or small dinosaurs, giant birds cannot escape Wang Lang and the others' claws.

Although there were only seven people, these seven people were in their prime. With their efforts, they hunted two moans, a carnivorous dinosaur more than two meters high, and a leopard, which was a brilliant victory.

Of course, Wang Lang killed one carnivore when he saw it, but for small birds that could not fly, some herbivores, they tried to catch them alive.

However, it is relatively difficult to capture alive. During this period, Wang Lang only caught more than a dozen pheasants and two deer. It is obviously unrealistic to rely on such a small thing to tame domestic animals as food reserves. Wang Lang could only comfort himself by accumulating less.

In the chicken coop built in the corner of the tribal wall, more than a dozen chickens were clamoring in the fence, without any awareness of being a prisoner. There were even two roosters fighting for mating rights. In desperation, Wang Lang had to catch one of them out and kill them to eat meat.

Unlike the flock of chickens, the two deer caught were tied to the chicken coop and shivered. They had not eaten for a day or two. Wang Lang was worried that they would starve to death like this. If they remained like this in a few days, Wang Lang had to kill them while they still had meat.

In a week, Wang Lang and everyone took out the hemp rods soaked in the river, piled up bundles of hemp in the yard, and asked everyone in the upper tribe to peel and extract the hemp fibers.

After everyone's efforts, Wang Lang obtained about thirty or forty kilograms of dried hemp fiber in two days. Looking at the yellow and white hemp threads hanging on bamboo poles in the sun, Wang Lang couldn't help but feel a stir in his heart.

After packing up the available fibers, Wang Lang taught the women in the tribe how to spin them into threads and how to use their own looms.

Women gradually became proficient in using the loom and used their dexterous hands to pull the spindle back and forth between the twine, and the white cloth gradually took shape.

Because the loom is too simple, the efficiency of textiles is extremely low. Wang Lang estimated that two women who are skilled in operating this piece of cloth that is one, half a meter long and half a meter wide will not be completed at least three days from morning to night. However, as far as the current conditions are concerned, there is no way. Although Wang Lang felt a little regretful, he had to do so at the moment.
Chapter completed!