Please abide by the Basic Law

When Cecil first arrived, the most confusing thing was: what about the tuba?

People can't get rid of eating, drinking and drinking anywhere. After crossing, the first thing to suffer is the tongue, then the stomach, then the body, and finally the most inexplicable is the buttocks.

Men already have a little convenience in this respect, but ass is just ass, and a body of muscles can't make a delicate ass as hard as iron.

In other words, there seems to be a back door between men and men... What the hell?

Leaving aside the horrible imagination that occasionally flashed in his mind, Cecil finally adopted rags. It turned out that the "broken net clothes" gradually disappeared, and then he had to join the ranks of using grass and leaves. It is said that Luther and the wild children don't wash at all. After all, they don't even have underwear. It's scary to think about it.

Cecil has been looking for something that can make paper. Don't even think about bamboo. There are no such things as hemp and rice here. There are too few barks available. The easiest material to find here is continuous grass.At first, I didn’t have the materials to experiment, but now, we have grass, which is inexhaustible, and we also have pots, and we can buy as many iron buckets as we want from Ebo. I found it, and borrowed it from a family's children, although there is only a little bit that can be tested anyway.

First of all, very fine silk has to be woven into something like a curtain, and then a frame is added around it to make a paper frame.It stands to reason that bamboo silk should be used, but again, it is still the old saying, "Don't think about it", so Mrs. Class found leather silk for Cecil.

It stands to reason that it is impossible for the skin to appear, and it is absolutely impossible for the skin to be cut into thin silk like bamboo. Otherwise, how can we say that magic is a miracle?

Ebo really has bamboo silk-like leather, which is more elastic than bamboo silk, waterproof and wear-resistant, but it is a little softer, and it is also very expensive.

Santo Biers generously gave Cecil a handful of leather, which he took as a friendly signal that the tanning experiment was about to succeed.

Weave leather silk into a net and clamp it with a hardwood frame. The next step is to collect grass in large quantities, wash it and chop it, and step on it lightly. Syl was inexperienced, so he started cooking when he saw that the straw pulp seemed to have changed color. Anyway, the iron bucket for cooking beef noodles was ready-made, so he couldn’t cook food anymore, so he pounded it with a hard wooden stick while cooking.

After finishing all this work, Cecil looked up, and found that many knights were looking at him with strange eyes. He couldn't explain anything, so he had to continue working.

After all the pulp seemed to be almost finished, Cecil stood in front of the pot and looked at the pot of mush, and was a little worried about what would happen if he didn't succeed in the end. However, the road has come here, and there is no chance of turning back.

Carefully dip the paper frame into the pot. This frame is very small, because the pot is already small, and the paper frame is too big to fit in. Generally speaking, the bigger the frame that people can handle, the better. After all, the paper-making frame has to be kept after the pulp is copied, and it will be peeled off after the paper is dry. If it is not bigger and more, it will be time to peel off one by one.

Sure enough, a layer of mist had condensed on the surface of the paper frame. Cecil happily placed the frame against the room and began to wait——

He started cooking lunch, but the paper wasn't dry enough. By the end of the afternoon, Oakes' expression could no longer be ridiculed: "Did you lose your mind because of a magical accident?"

Cecil stared stubbornly at the frame, unwilling to admit how silly it was.

The dry weather helped, the pulp dried as the sun began to dip, and Cecil excitedly reached out to peel—squeak, half the paper came off.

The ancients were very wise. The reason for using bamboo silk is not only because bamboo is tough and slender enough, but also because bamboo will not stick paper to it like skin!

Cecil rubbed the small piece of paper that was peeled off, feeling the softness and roughness, feeling exhausted.

"This is... your good thing?" Oakes' husband said sympathetically, "Is there any use for it?"

"It's very useful." Cecil explained feebly. "The most important use right now is to wipe the butt. After shitting, it can make the chrysanthemum clean and painless."

The expression of the curly black hair became a little subtle. He took the paper and squeezed it twice. After thinking for a moment, he walked towards Oaks.

"Failed?" Langdon sat down beside Cecil.

"It doesn't count, just improve the tools." Cecil cheered up, "Is there anything hard that can be cut as thin as possible, preferably as thin as a hair, and it needs toughness and high temperature resistance. And with the pulp, the things in the pot are separable, this failure is because the paper sticks to the skin after drying, the paper is very thin, and if it sticks, it will break when it is peeled off."

Langdon held the scooping paper frame and observed for a moment, then said, "This thing is not just for going to the toilet, is it?"

"Of course, according to the improvement of materials, thousands of kinds of paper can be invented in the future. Kraft paper...is not real cowhide. It's also big, like wrapping it, stuffing it, using it as a poster..."

"And writing." Langdon's tone was calm, but his bright eyes showed inner fluctuations, "This can replace parchment!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Cecil hurriedly said, "This can be made into a book and it's very cheap. It can be made anywhere. There are many raw materials, and it's easy to learn. In the future, it can also be used for woodblock printing..."

"No, it's good to be a book!" Langdon grabbed Cecil's arm, a never-before-seen smile appeared on his face, "This is a great discovery, Commander Cecil!"

At this time, Mrs. Oakes also came over. Oakes walked in a hurry and said in a hurried voice, "Landon, this thing..."

"You can make a book!" Cecil said first, "I made this one!"

Mrs. Oakes paused, showing different subtle expressions.

"This belongs to the Gay Knights." Langdon played the role of mediator quite appropriately. "Of course, as an inventor, you will also receive a lot of recognition."

Cecil will not miss this opportunity: "First, build toilets, second, everyone must go to the toilet to defecate, third, first promote roll paper, this is this kind of paper, this kind of paper can't be used for writing, if you If you find bamboo, you can try to make paper that can write on, but, this, this kind of paper can make us a lot of money! By the way, do rich people use magic to wipe their ass after shitting?"

"If this rich man is also a great magician and is willing to waste his magic power on such things." Oakes said angrily, "What do you think magic is?"

"Pick up shit and pee." Cecil turned his head and went to dinner after leaving this sentence, leaving the three of them staring at Shura field.

The black curly hair broke the silence first: "Long time no see, Mr. Langdon."

"Long time no see, Russell." Langdon lost his helplessness before and became much gentler, "How are you doing?"

"Very good." Russell held Oakes' arm, "We're all fine."

"I hope so, best wishes to you." Langdon's tone was very sincere.

However, some people just don't like it, Oakes said with a stinky face, "You want a big-headed ghost, don't put the teacher's score, he is my husband now."

"I used to be your teacher too."

"you shut up!"

Langdon and Russell gave each other smirks and winks at the same time, and the subject stopped there.

Cecil missed the rare bloody moment and came back full of food. Considering the increase in the number of people, it is necessary to assign special manpower to hunt in the future. Oh, by the way, it is time to care about the barley.But right now, the most important thing is to quickly build the toilet.

Mrs. Krass can no longer live in the mushroom house, and the toilet must be some distance away from the mushroom house. The oldest rural dry toilet is used. There is a long deep pit separated by several walls, and the end is a sewage tank. Since there is no such thing as a water tank The thing is all washed by manpower every day, so the slope must be larger, otherwise it will not be able to pass through.

"Is it really necessary?" At the construction site, Oakes still looked skeptical. "The grassland is so big. Besides, wouldn't defecation in one place cause hygiene problems? This is still in a village."

"It's the hygienic problem that's caused by defecating everywhere!" Cecil said angrily. Fortunately, the distance between the houses around the mushroom house is enough. The knights seem to follow certain rules when building houses. The distance between the houses is enough so that the smell will not affect , "Anyway, do as I say!"

Oakes rolled his eyes, said "as annoying as Langdon" and left.

Although Cecil wanted to know the past of these three people itchy in his heart, there were too many things, so he could only put aside his desire to gossip.

The toilet was built quickly, and Oakes chose a knight who was quite accomplished in house building. The corners and walls were all horizontal and vertical, and there would never be such things as irregular windows.Cecil designed enough ventilation windows for the toilet and a row of urinals. He also wanted to design a women's toilet separately, but Langdon severely suppressed it.

"Take your time, take your time." Langdon smiled wryly.

"What about Mrs. Krass?" Cecil asked.

"She can go out into the wild," Langdon said. "I'm sure no one but the beast will watch her go to the bathroom."

Cecil reluctantly accepted the statement.

Digging a pond is a bit tricky, because magic can't be used for this job, and it has to be dug manually. Cecil muttered nonsense like "really inhuman" while admiring the handsome guys digging a hole.

When the toilet was erected decently and Cecil was confidently preparing to make toilet paper, Luther suddenly ran back: "Something has happened!"

Cecil jumped up: "What's wrong?!"

Mrs. Klass rushed out, her nose was bruised and her face was swollen, her clothes were torn, and she said angrily, "Someone wants to steal our beef soup!"