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"I also ground the knife-cut noodles on both sides very smooth, so that's fine."

"Now it needs to find its middle."

Take it out and measure it with a bamboo strip, find out the position of the center of the wood, and make a shallow mark with a machete.

Stretch out a finger and place the marked position on the finger.

"Like this, put it on your finger, so you can find its balance point more precisely."

"This balance point is the center point of this stick."

About one centimeter to the right of the marked position, Mu Qing found the real center of the short stick.

Make a more obvious mark with a machete and set it aside for later use.

Take out the slender sticks, peel off the bark first, and clean it smooth.

Use a machete to sharpen one end.

"The spindle has face-to-face insertion rods and through-center insertion rods. The production of through-center insertion rods is easier and the degree of firmness is ideal."

"I will now take this thin stick, and pass it through the center of this thick stick, and make a spindle through it."

Mu Qing held the thin stick and inserted it into the center of the thick stick.

Holding it with both hands for a long time, only a shallow mark was made on the short stick.

"It won't work like this, it's too rigid for a short log, so it can't be inserted at all."

"I'm going to heat it up to carbonize the wood in the center."

Mu Qing went back to the pile of firewood and found the thin wooden sticks again.

After comparing it with the one used to make the spindle, I shook my head and put it aside.

"I'm looking for a stick. It's red hot, and I'm going to scald the center of the short log to burn the coke."

"This stick is a little thinner than the one used to make the spindle. After cleaning the carbonized part later, it will not be too loose."

Chapter 130 The young man is so witty

Looking around with the sharpened wood, Mu Qing found three pieces of suitable thickness.

Take out one of them, put it into the charcoal fire to burn red, press the red-hot wooden stick on the center of the thick stick, and burn it out a small piece of charred wood.

Then use the thin wooden stick used to make the spindle to turn in circles and rub it down vigorously.

Grind away all the carbonized parts.

Burn the wood red again and continue the previous work.

【Turn the wood into coke, it will not be so hard, and it will be easy to pass through. Master Mu is so witty. 】

[Why don't you just use a machete to dig it over. 】

【That would make the hole too big. The size of the hole must fit perfectly with the long wooden stick】

[To be able to pass through, it has to be stuck very tightly, not with a machete. 】

[I guess Master Mu must really want one, an electric drill. 】

"It's not difficult to make this thing. When you first start ironing, you need to be more careful. Just don't dig the center point."

"As long as you dig some depth, the rest is very simple."

"It just takes a little effort, it will probably take a long time to get a short stick."

Chatting with the audience while ironing through the base of the spindle.

He glanced up at the time.

Sure enough, careful work requires slow work, and it took four to five or 10 minutes to do it with just such a short stick.

For the last remaining thickness, Muqing poked through it with a sharpened thin wooden stick.

He picked up the end of the thin wooden stick and weighed it to make sure that the short stick underneath would not be thrown off.

"Hey, the foundation of such a spindle is ready."

"I'm trying to see if the ends of the spindle will be perfectly balanced when the fine wood is threaded."

Mu Qing stood up, untied a short-lived tree rope from under the bed, and wrapped it around the top branch of the thin stick.

Hang the entire spindle in the air, keeping the spindle parallel to the line of sight.

"When determining the center point and ironing the base, I have tried to ensure the balance between the two sides."

"It's completely finished, and it can still be seen that the base of the spindle has sunk slightly to the right, that is to say, the center point is still somewhat offset."

Putting down the spindle, Mu Qing found two vines from the pile of firewood.

On the two short pieces of wood used as the base of the spindle, wind each of them a few times, tie them up, and cut off the excess vines.

"Tie vines at both ends of the base, and you can use them as weights, and adjust the position of the vines to maintain the balance of the base."

"This is the last rescue, hahaha."

Holding the rope at the upper end, he adjusted the position of the vines, after confirming that the left and right sides were completely balanced.

"This thin wooden stick is still tightly packed, and it will not fall out normally."

"Just to be on the safe side, I'm going to fix the bottom again to prevent it from falling off."

Muqing untied the short-lived tree rope used to adjust the balance, inserted some thin wooden sticks down, and tied the rope around the bottom several times.

"Hey, this spindle is ready."

Mu Qing held the top of the thin wooden stick, and gently turned the stick with his hands.

"As long as the wooden stick is turned slightly like this, the plantain fiber can be easily twisted into a rope by using the natural vertical force and the force brought by the rotation of the central axis."

"Using a spindle to twist the rope is much faster than pure human power, and it doesn't hurt your hands."

"It took an hour to make it, and the price/performance ratio is very high."

Put the finished spindle aside, pour out the warm water that has been cooled in the clay pot and drink it up.

I glanced at the time of the live broadcast.