Beginning Backpack [Farming]

In the past two days, the sub-beasts in the tribe sent over the shaved ramie fibers one after another.

There are various natural bleaching methods for ramie, such as washing with water, drying in the sun, and charcoal smoking, but all of them are time-consuming and energy-intensive. In the water, take it out, rinse it with stream water, and then expose it to the sun.

After drying, the color is white, and this method will be much faster.

After drying the ramie husks, he crossed the bridge to the other side of the stream, intending to go to the medicine shop to see how Yu and the others were doing.

During this period of time, Yu and Ming not only had to learn new knowledge by themselves, but also spent time teaching Miao old knowledge, but neither of them complained, because Shen Huaijin said that this was also a way of consolidation, allowing them to remember what they had learned more clearly.

When Shen Huaijin arrived, they were meeting and gathering together, and they didn't know what they were doing. When Shen Huaijin approached, he realized that they were writing and drawing on the bark of a tree.

Ming is an orc, very keen, and immediately spotted Shen Huaijin.

Shen Huaijin raised her eyebrows and asked, "What are you doing?"

Ming blushed, and explained with some embarrassment: "Jin, we are too stupid, we can't remember the amount of some herbs, so we can only draw them on the bark like you."

Shen Huaijin picked up the bark they were writing on—look, there are patterns of herbs drawn on it, and there are many small dots on the side, which should be used to indicate the dosage.

Shen Huaijin smiled, "No, Ming, you are all very smart. There is a saying in my hometown that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen. It means that memory is limited, and no one can write down all the knowledge, but you write down the knowledge Once it is down, it will exist forever, even if you forget it, you can look it up.”

Ming scratched his head in embarrassment, "Yu and the others are still smart, if he hadn't learned how to use bark from you, we wouldn't have known about it."

Shen Huaijin tapped the dry and hard bark with her fingertips, "Well, let me teach you something called numbers, which are used to record the quantity, which is much more convenient than drawing dots, and it looks much more straightforward. "

Miao was stunned, with a suspicious expression on his face, "Big Wu, is there any relationship between the numbers you mentioned and the words?"

Shen Huaijin had discussed it with the tribe members earlier, and usually just called him by his first name, but Miao, as a witch assistant, had to be more polite and stubbornly called him "big witch".

Shen Huaijin lamented his keenness, probably because he had been with Xiu for a long time and knew some textual information.

He explained: "Numbers and words can both record information, but numbers can only record quantity, and words can express much more things. Of course, it is much more difficult to learn." Shen Huaijin thought for a while, and said : "I have time this cold season, I plan to teach - some characters, you can all come when the time comes."

Yu asked cautiously, "Can I go too?"

Shen Huaijin nodded: "Of course, anyone who wants to learn can come."

Miao's face was full of restraint with an expression of disbelief. Words were a distant sacred thing in his mind, but they were so within reach in Shen Huaijin's mouth. His lips trembled, "Thank you, great witch, thank you Beast God."

Shen Huaijin smiled, "Don't rush to thank, let's learn numbers first, numbers are also very important."

He spent the morning teaching the three people the numbers from 1-20, and asked them to take notes carefully, so that they can usually check each other.

There is logic in going from single digits to tens digits. Shen Huaijin felt that the knowledge was enough for the three of them to digest, not to mention that they still need to learn herbal medicine, so Shen Huaijin returned to her room contentedly.

Li Zheng came out of the animal pen with the milk bucket, "Why have you been here for so long, what happened?"

Shen Huaijin shook her head, "It's nothing, it's just that Wang Yu and the others have learned to take notes by themselves, so I can't help but teach them some numbers for them to record. If there is nothing to do in the morning, I will go to teach them for a while."

Holding the flint, the orc stooped to light the fire, and agreed: "That's good, you plan to teach the cubs words and numbers in the cold season. If they learn it now, they can help If you teach together, it will save you from being too tired when the time comes."

Shen Huaijin stretched her waist, stared at Li's vigorous and broad shoulders, and lazily said: "I think so too, and they all like to learn."

Li turned around and embraced him, "Roubao, you have to know that you have things that we didn't even dare to imagine before."

He kissed Shen Huaijin's earlobe and laughed softly, "Except you."

Shen Huaijin thought to himself that this guy's flirtatious words were really one after another, and slapped his strong arm, "Okay, the fire is burning up, quickly boil the animal milk."

"-rise."

"kindness."

While boiling the animal milk, Shen Huaijin couldn't help thinking about other things.The behavior of Yu and the others in taking notes also reminded Shen Huaijin that in fact, he wanted to make paper after he had lime and bamboo, but if the paper he made was only used by him and Li, it would be a waste, but now seeing the needs of the tribe, Shen Huaijin felt that papermaking could also be put on the agenda.

He explained the matter seriously, and the other party did not hesitate, and went to the bamboo forest to cut bamboo in the afternoon, while Shen Huaijin built a pulp pond and a stove and barrel for cooking bamboo in the tribe by himself.

In the ancient method, the bundled bamboos are soaked in ponds for 100 days to remove the rough shells and green skins from the bamboos. This process is called "killing green".However, Shen Huaijin has lime, so he can use lime to speed up the completion.

After Li brought back the bamboo, the two broke it into bamboo strips, stacked them layer by layer in the lime pool in the order of one layer of lime and one layer of bamboo strips, and then added water to the pool.This method of accelerating with lime can reduce the time required for finishing to ten days.

During these ten days, Shen Huaijin and Li will successively complete the wooden pestle required for crushing bamboo, the stove and barrel required for steaming bamboo, and the pulp tank required for pulp mixing.

Both the stove and the pulp tank have experience and are quick to make, so they decided to make the wooden pestle that will be used in the next step first.

The wooden pestle is composed of a support frame, a rod, a pestle and a mortar. By stepping on one end of the rod manually, the wooden pestle connected to the other end can be smashed into the mortar rhythmically.The mortar is sunken, and you can put bamboo fiber or rice in it.The wooden pestle made can now be used to beat bamboo fibers, and can also be used to hull rice in the future.

Shen Huaijin didn't have a suitable tool to make a stone mortar, so he used a wooden mortar instead.The two of them dug a shallow pit in the middle with tools, and then slowly burned the depression in the middle of the mortar with charcoal with sparks.

"Can this still work?" Li looked at the burnt black pit in the middle of the wooden pier and asked Chi.

"Just scrape off the black spots a little bit. The trouble is that it's a little troublesome, but there's no way." After all, it saves a lot of time and effort to make a wooden mortar than a stone mortar, but the effect is not much different.

The support frame of the wooden pestle, the combination of the rod and the pestle head are all achieved by the mortise and tenon structure, which perfectly makes up for the regret of not having nails. Shen Huaijin can't help but thank the working people for the great crystallization of wisdom left behind.

The two learned while doing it, and it took nearly three days to make this set of wooden mortars, and installed it in the shed, and buried the small half of the wooden mortar in the soil to fix it.

Shen Huaijin tried it with broken pottery shards, and the effect of the hammer was good, except that it was a bit laborious.

"I still feel a little tired after being hammered." He muttered.In order to let the Dutou fall from a high place, the force-square wooden pole is shorter than the Dutou-square, so it is more laborious.

Li comforted: "It's okay, as long as you can use it, let me come when you need it, I won't be tired."

Shen Huaijin refused, "You usually have to go hunting, how can I let you do it all, I'd better consider—let's make a water reel, to get rid of the limitation of manpower."

"I listen to you."

It was getting late at this time, and neither of them planned to work in the dark, so they stopped their movements.

Shen Huaijin washed her hands and asked, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Our dried bamboo shoots have been dried, let's eat some dried bamboo shoots, I haven't eaten this yet."

"The dried bamboo shoots have to be soaked in advance. We'll soak them early tomorrow, and we'll cook chicken for you tomorrow night."

Li nodded, "Let's eat the vermicelli like the two days ago. There is still a basket of sweet potato vermicelli. I'll go get some wild bird eggs and make you a custard."

Shen Huaijin smiled, "I finally made the wooden pestle, so I don't want to eat it so casually, let's add a slate barbecue and bald butter mixed with mashed taro. The bald butter may only be enough for this time, but this We can catch more crabs to cook crab roe in low season.”

Holding him tightly, he sighed comfortably, "Before I met you, I never thought I could live such a happy life."

Shen Huaijin pushed him lightly, "Okay, you can create a happy life with your hands, it's useless to say good things, hurry up and cut the meat."

He giggled and rubbed against Shen Huaijin's side face, and it became sticky again - before leaving after a while.

Shen Huaijin stood there and waited for a while before the red color on her earlobes slowly dissipated.He took a long breath, feeling that the physical contact between Li and him has become more and more intimate recently, and he felt a vague panic like being violated in his heart, but he was always reluctant to push away, so that the other party pushed forward again and again.

He grabbed the black hair that had grown to the back of his neck, pulled out a grass stalk, and tied it up casually.

When Li came over with the freshly picked perilla leaves and the cut meat, Shen Huaijin had already steamed the taro, heated the stone plate and was pouring oil, and the thinly sliced ​​animal meat—it sizzled when placed on the stone plate There is a sound, and the smell of meat is diffused.

The sliced ​​meat was cooked soon, Shen Huaijin sprinkled some licorice powder evenly, picked it up and put it on the homemade seasoning - dipped it, took the perilla leaf - wrapped it in his mouth.

The perilla leaves are a good solution to the fatness of the barbecue, and there are only meat, spices and fragrance in the mouth.

"It's been a long time since I ate stone barbecue, it tastes really good." Shen Huaijin praised.

Li took out the rest - a bit of bald butter, mixed it on the steamed taro paste, and handed it to him, "This meat is not tender enough, you like to eat barbecue, then I will hunt some big ones in two days When the eared beast comes back, the belly and tenderloin of that kind of beast are the most tender."

Shen Huaijin scooped a spoonful of bald butter mixed with minced taro and put it into his mouth. It was so delicious that he squinted his eyes, "Well, I just happen to make some more jerky, so we can eat it to satisfy our cravings when we are usually working."

Talking and laughing, the sunset is west.

After eating barbecue, Shen Huaijin habitually made a cup of scented tea to relieve his boredom, sat on a stone bench, and felt the rare cool evening breeze.

Speaking of which, it is already entering the hot season.

The author has something to say: It took more than 50 chapters to start making paper, Xiao Shen, you can't do it.