I am a primitive

Moreover, Han Cheng really doesn't know much about papermaking. The papermaking process he created before is very simple and has great room for improvement.

Putting the lid back on, Han Cheng began to talk to Stone, talking about papermaking.

After several months of research on this, compared to the extremely difficult Feitian, the stone is on paper, and I really have a lot of insights.

He felt that the paper produced before was too thick and hard. On the one hand, there was too much pulp when making paper, and on the other hand, the pulp itself was too hard and too rough.

So he began to think of a way, how to make the pulp soft.

After trying several methods, Stone came up with the method of 'cooking'.

Because hard-to-bite raw meat and hard-toothed soybeans will become soft after being cooked in a large tank and water, so Stone wants to try this.

After hearing what Shi Shi said, Han Cheng couldn't help but nodded, thinking it made sense, it seemed that it was wise to entrust this matter to Shi Shi.

Fearing that the bark would not be cooked properly, the stones were boiled for a long time.

It wasn't until breakfast was ready and everyone had eaten breakfast for a while that the stone stopped the fire.

After covering the lid and simmering for a while, the lid of the pot was lifted to get out the bark inside.

After soaking in warm water for a while, put it on a cutting board and cut it finely with a copper knife.

After cutting it, put it into the stone mortar and start pounding it once and for all. Han Cheng followed to watch the excitement, wanting to see if it could be done this time.

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"Boom~boom~boom~"

The mallet was pounded into the stone mortar one by one. After pounding like this for a while, the stone's face gradually showed joy.

Because these barks that have been boiled in water and finely cut with copper knives are much easier to pound than before.

The same amount, 98 fewer strokes, basically the same level as before.

After resting for a while, he continued to pound the bark vigorously, trying to smash the fibers into finer pieces.

Han Cheng, who watched here for a while, nodded slightly. Judging from the current effect, the change made by the stone is very good.

After watching for a while, I suddenly felt that the sky was a bit dark. I looked up to the sky and found that the sky in the north had dimmed a lot.

This situation didn't last long, and the sun, which was not very bright, quickly disappeared.

In calm weather, the wind began to pick up gradually, shaking the trees.

The sun faded, and the cold wind blew. After a short time, the temperature began to drop, and one could feel the obvious chill.

After all, the cold front has passed!

The person who was sitting at the base of the wall basking in the sun and doing needlework didn't stay around any longer, and went back to the house with a small dustpan, needles and thread.

The able-bodied people, after standing here for a while, finally put on the leather jackets they took off.

The minors were excited by this kind of weather mixed with a little fear.

Holding some small branches in the yard, shouting loudly and waving them wildly.

It seems that he is fighting something invisible to show his bravery.

Compared with the inexplicable excitement of many minors, the stones that had just been pounded into a long oval basin with two ends and soaked in water were not excited at all.

Because after putting the pulp on that kind of sieve, it still needs sunlight to dry.

He had already thought of the method of boiling the bark with boiling water. The reason why he waited until now to implement it was because he was waiting for the weather to warm up and a good day.

In this way, the spread out pulp will not freeze or freeze, and the pulp can be dried faster and turned into paper by drying it in the sun.

In order to determine whether the weather had been warm enough for a long time, he didn't make paper yesterday, but observed it deliberately for a whole day. When he got up this morning, he saw that today was also a good day, and then he started to implement it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the pulp was pounded and soaked in a basin, the sky changed.

Looking at the sky that had darkened in no time, Shi Shi's face became as gloomy as the sky, which was really irritating.

"Let's put it here first, and wait until the weather improves."

Han Cheng carried Xiaowandou back to the room, and when he came out, he saw Shitou looking helplessly at the sky, couldn't help sniffling, and said this to Shishi.

Generally, people who can achieve great things have some tenacity and strength that ordinary people lack. The stone who inspires to go to heaven also does not lack such strength.

The weather was bad, so he didn't follow Han Cheng's suggestion to put this matter aside and wait for the weather. Instead, he took the sieve and put it in a basin soaked in pulp, got pulp into it, and continued to make paper.

This guy……

Han Cheng looked at it and didn't say anything more. Since he handed over the papermaking to Stone, he wouldn't interfere any more.

If it is damaged, nothing will be lost, because these papers are soaked in water again, and after being stirred, they can slowly return to paper.

It doesn't matter if it can't be restored, just some bark, the tribe can still afford to lose it.

The power of the strong cold front crossing the border was indeed not covered. It didn't take long before the temperature began to drop slowly.

Stone fished out all the pulp in the basin and made three sheets of paper.

Put the last 'sieve' on the side shelf, and when I looked at the first one, I found that the one I made the earliest had already formed a thin layer of ice.

If this trend continues, it won't take long for these things that have just been made and will become paper as soon as they are exposed to the sun to be completely frozen.

Shitou stood here frowning, obviously he only needed to wait a little longer to get things done, but the weather was just so unfortunate.

In order to see the result, Shi Shi, who had been waiting for a long time, looked at the gloomy sky with a face full of lovelessness.

God doesn't care about his feelings, maybe he thinks the expression of the stone is not miserable enough, God has a gust of wind, and soon it snows.

First, the stone's upturned face was smashed with snow particles, and it turned into heavy snow soon after.

People can't fight God at this time, so the stone, which was drenched in snow for a while, turned and went back to the house, angrily, not even the sieves that had been covered with some snow.

There weren't many people in the courtyard, only the dense wind and snow could not stop rolling down, as if it didn't cost money.

The closed door opened again, and a figure braved the wind and snow to come outside.

The person who came was the stone who hadn't been in for a long time.

Stone came to the place where the paper was made, and after looking at it for a while, he put together the three paper pulp sieves that had fallen on the snow, and carried them back to the house.

In the room, Han Cheng couldn't help smiling when he saw this scene. It's like this a lot of times, anger turns to anger, and collapse turns to collapse, but after a little venting, the things that should be done still have to be done, after all, the future is long.