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After the iron ore was smelted, Xu Le slowly poured the molten iron into the mold and waited patiently for it to cool.

"Well, it probably won't be possible to open the mold tonight. The structure is complicated and the cooling time is relatively long."

"Go to bed, and the friends in the live broadcast room should also go to bed early."

……

Master Shen, the bone carver, was still up at this time, and he was carefully carving a few simple-looking toys.

In the afternoon, the instructional video he uploaded to the Xu Le section of Desert Island Survival had more than 30 views!

Usually, he occasionally posts about the bone carving routine, but hardly anyone reads it!

The traffic driven by Xu Le alone is unbelievable!

And under his video, soon someone commented and posted some gadgets that he learned to carve.

"I'm getting old, I didn't expect that there will be another spring for bone carving."

Master Shen sucked on his cigarette pipe, and brushed off the bone meal that fell on the table in front of him, "It's a good thing that someone is willing to learn old skills."

"By the way, the bone kite he carved later... I don't understand why..."

……

Institute of Ancient Culture!

The Research Institute of the Wood Art Institute is playing the screen recording of Xu Le's live broadcast frame by frame at this time!

"Professor, we've been looking at this for a day, and our eyes are sore..."

A female student raised her head, dripped two drops of eye drops, closed her eyes and sighed helplessly.

"I can't understand it... I can't even restore the blueprint..."

The other student looked at several large sheets of paper on his desk. Various lines were densely drawn on the paper, outlining complicated parts.

"It's too difficult... My brain has burned out and I can't think anymore. Lingling bring me a cup of coffee."

"You don't have the strength, go by yourself." Another girl with a ponytail lay on the table with a muffled voice.

"Isn't this Xu Le the smelter's ancient pottery? How come you are proficient in such fine small structures again?"

The girl who instilled eye drops blinked her eyes and asked.

"It's bone carving, but Gongshu Muyuan should still be a carpenter...how can he do everything?"

outrageous.

How can there be such an almighty person...

These students and researchers are all step by step in professional courses.

But Xu Le couldn't understand many of the operations in the drawing process!

This is not a technique handed down from generation to generation!

To imitate Xu Le's craftsmanship, no one found it difficult at first.

But the more they copied the painting, the more they felt something was wrong.

They have never seen some knife-moving techniques!You have to learn now!

What's going on...

The ponytail looked at the old professor who was standing straight in front of him in embarrassment: "Professor Mo, why don't we just take it and let the information institute model it?"

Professor Mo is a gray-haired old man in his 60s and [-]s. He clenched his fists and said in a deep voice:

"I just want you to explore and learn the skills used by Xu Le!"

"Of course I know modeling is simple, but is the focus of ancient engineering on these structures?"

"The focus is on the inheritance of craftsmanship!"

"The torch is passed on from generation to generation, and the torch is passed on from generation to generation, and it is the Dao Soul that is passed on!"

Hearing that Professor Mo was a little angry, the ponytail hurriedly went on for a cup of tea: "You always calm down, don't we also want to reverse the process from the structure."

"Humph."

Professor Mo took the tea and snorted lightly, "Just now Shanshan said that the smelter and the ancient pottery institute are robbing this person, right?"

Ponytail nodded again and again: "Yeah."

"Hehe, being able to inherit such exquisite skills, how can you make them cheaper?"

"Lingling, help me draft the report."

"Steal people!"

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Chapter 2 Wooden cows and horses?

The organizer's live broadcast hall was not peaceful either.

What is presented to the staff now is a short video of Xu Le and his party reclaiming wasteland at noon.

"It can be considered that someone has started to open up wasteland, and it's Xu Le again."

Mr. Liu was obviously in a good mood, holding a cup of milk tea with pearls at the bottom of the suction cup.

"There is a Xu Le in our district, who can easily overwhelm the players in all other districts. You said it was Consultant Ed."

Mr. Liu elbowed Master De who was touching his bald head.

"If I had known earlier, I should have asked Bell to be on duty here for me."

Master De shrugged, "Liu, although I'm here as a consultant, more or less, I still favor my compatriots."

Mr. Liu sucked up two pearls, one on each side of his mouth, and laughed while chewing:

"Hey, it's okay. Apart from Xu Le, your compatriots and your other students are doing pretty well."

There is still half a cup of Deye's milk tea left. He shook the cup and said, "I just said that three-point sugar is not enough..."

"In the desert island survival program, reclamation is called a milestone in parallel with igniting fire."

"Once the land reclamation is successful, Xu Le is equivalent to copying a piece of human history on the island, which is of great significance."

Mr. Liu nodded: "Otherwise, how can we say that it is the vegetable-growing lineage of our foodie country? I said, the first one to reclaim wasteland must be among our people!"

"Oh my God..."

Master De grabbed a handful of non-existent hair, "Okay, but you see, his wasteland is just the beginning of reclamation."

"Even if he has a Quyuan plow and uses that wild boar to pull the plow, the progress is limited, and there is still a long way to go before the real reclamation is completed."

"And you and I both know that reclaiming wasteland will definitely be disturbed by wild animals on the island, that's for sure."

"Plus the planting, the long wait..."

Master De took a sip of milk tea and moistened his throat.

Mr. Liu smiled at this time, and threw the empty milk tea cup into the trash can.

He said in a relaxed tone: "Anyway, I just believe in Xu Le. He will definitely be able to reclaim the wasteland and engrave the progress of human civilization on the island."

"Significance."

Mr. Liu repeated, "Extraordinary significance!"

……

dong... dong... dong...

I forgot to turn off the skill again...Xu Le: "?_?"

I don't know how those people with super-developed five senses in the novel can endure such a messy noise...

Sleep, sleep, sleep... I don't want to wake up at night...

Turn off Earth Resonance.

Shua la... Shua la... Shua la...

Xu Le quickly fell asleep amidst the tidal white noise like shuffling cards!

Then I had a nightmare of playing mahjong all night and missing a card.

……

No. 12 days!

Such a dream, do not do worth mentioning!

No, it's good to do it once in a while... After all, there is mahjong to play in the dream.

Although I have never been stupid, but what I lost was not real money...

There is nothing more stress-free than losing someone else's money.

If there is, then even the loss of money is not real...

Xu Le made fun of bitterness.

Life on the island has gradually formed a pattern, and the time when he wakes up is becoming more and more stable.

Basically around seven or eight o'clock.

This work and rest time is similar to a day-to-day working day... But digging and mining on the island to tease wild animals is still more pleasant compared to it.

Xu Le grabbed the back of his neck by the collar, slipped up the black-footed cat Xiao Hei who was fighting with him for the pillow, and put it on the window sill.

Xiao Hei shook his hair, then opened the window with his head, and jumped out to play with the little black panther, Hei Xu.

The little black panther, which is several times bigger than it, is now Xiao Hei's follower... This scene is quite disillusioned.

Sure enough, the cat is the center of the world.

Eat as usual, arrange the mining work for Bajie and the giant spirit, and take care of the stored or pickled food.

Continuing with last night's project!

Mold!

Jingle Jingle!

The mold shattered, and the iron objects inside fell to the ground.

Xu Le tied up thatch to make a brush to clean up all the floating sand adhering to the iron surface.

What came out of the mold was an iron "can" about the size of a calf, with a hole at one end and a small hole in the side wall.

In addition, there are connecting rods, connectors, flywheels and other components of various specifications that the audience in the live broadcast room had seen last night.

Xu Le polished the inner and outer surfaces of these iron parts.

In this way, during the casting process, the slight deformation caused by the force deformation of the mold is basically corrected.

Xu Le polished the inner wall of the iron "can" with special care, and smoothed all the trachoma and burrs.

Various iron-black parts are spread out on the ground in regular shapes, with a rough hand-polished and carefully designed industrial aesthetic.

Barrage in the live broadcast room——

"Suddenly, it feels like a popcorn machine..."

"Then ask Mr. Xu Le to show off delicious food early in the morning? Are you impatient upstairs?"

"No no……"

"But Mr. Xu Le, why didn't you assemble it... just for fun?"

Xu Le continued to pull in a large amount of wood and piled it outside the workshop.

At the entrance of the stone house, the sleepy Lin Xihan folded her arms, not caring that the clothes on her chest were completely deformed.

"Can I help you?" she asked leaning against the wall.

It's done...Xu Le glanced at all the wood, pointed with his finger and said:

"This, this, this is broken into pieces..."

"These several slices cut horizontally into about three centimeters..."