After entering the bird tribe, I want to farm

Bai Wu pulled Nanyao and dug up two large baskets of blood sac roots.

The stem was soft and succulent, and the color was rich and gorgeous, and although he had been very careful, a lot of the juice splashed on him when he dug it, and his clothes were stained and mottled.

Seen from a distance, his body was covered with blood, which was extremely terrifying.

When Bai Wu returned home, his family members were startled, put down their belongings and rushed up, surrounding him.

Chuan stretched out his hand to support him, his face was full of nervousness, "How did you get hurt like this? What happened to you?"

Nanyao was carrying a large net bag of white catkins on his back, and before he could transform back into a human form, Mo cast a dark and reproachful look at him.

It was a mature orc blaming and questioning a young orc.

Seeing this, Bai Wu quickly explained: "I'm not injured, this is the color of blood sac roots."

"Really?" Chuan first rolled up his sleeves. Seeing that his arms were really clean, he was relieved, and then suddenly became confused, "What is blood sac root? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Nan Yao changed back into a human form and said, "This is a kind of medicinal material used to clear away heat. It tastes too bitter, so the priests will gradually replace it with other medicinal materials when dispensing the medicine."

Chuan suddenly realized, "No wonder we haven't contacted before."

Nan Yao took a step back and let Bai Wu communicate with his family.

Mo cast an apologetic look towards Nanyao this time.

Nan Yao smiled.

The quasi-"father and son" completed an exchange silently.

Kishi asked, "Why did you dig out the roots of the blood sac and come back?"

"Dye it." Bai Wu put down the basket and stretched out his sleeves in front of them to show them, "Look at how pure the red color is."

Chuan and Kishi's mind was quickly attracted by this new red color.

The two grabbed Bai Wu's sleeves and looked left and right.

Kishi also took a bowl and squeezed out the blood sac root juice.

The juice of the blood cyst root is indeed very bright, squeezed out and placed in a bowl, like a ruby.

Kishi couldn't bear it, and immediately wanted to bring the newly woven cloth this year and try dyeing a piece.

The Baiwu family has a complete range of dyeing tools, including a large ceramic pot specially used for cooking and dyeing.

The family squeezed half a pot of blood sac root juice, filtered it carefully with gauze, and put the pure liquid directly in the stove to cook.

After the blood sac root was heated, a bitter smell soon wafted out, and the color remained unchanged, which was intoxicatingly red.

They press the cloth into the pot with a stick, add salt, and turn it carefully to dye it all over.

After the cloth was boiled, it was soaked overnight in a pot. When Bai Wu woke up the next day, he twisted the cloth and the whole cloth was blood red.

The color was too red, much purer than the red they had dyed before.

The first time Kishi saw the fabric, his eyes began to sparkle.

Kishi inspected the wet fabric with both hands, and gestured on his chest again, "The clothes made of this piece of fabric must look good."

Bai Wu: "Dry it in the sun first. After drying, the red color may be a little darker."

"That's very pretty, too."

In summer, the temperature is high and the wind is strong. The fabric is hung on the branches, and it will dry in a short time.

Kishi moved a chair and sat under the fabric, guarding his precious fabric without blinking.

As soon as the fabric was dry, he immediately took it off and rinsed it again, and then dried it for the second time.

The thread spun from Baixu fruit is relatively thick, and the fabric is relatively stiff, which belongs to the texture between cotton and linen.

The whole piece of fabric is very smooth and smooth when it is dried out.

Kishi shook the fabric, and after looking at the front and back, he held up the fabric and asked Bai Wu, "Is it possible to make clothes in this way?"

Bai Wu took it over and rubbed it, seeing that the color hadn't faded, she nodded, "It should be fine."

"Then I'll go get my needle and thread out!"

"Don't worry, the thread has to be dyed, or it won't look good. What kind of clothes do you want to make? I'll draw a picture for you."

The clothes painted by Bai Wu are famous in the whole tribe for their good looks.

Kishi nodded immediately when he heard that he was interested, "Then you draw, and I'll do it when I come back tonight. I'll go to the tribe to find Xi and the others to collect."

After Kishi finished speaking, he ran away excitedly.

When he came back at night, he didn't come back alone, but came back with a group of friends.

Everyone gathered around outside, holding the three pieces of red cloth newly dyed by Bai Wu's family, looking over and over again.

Bai Wu told An that the formula should be kept secret, and everyone didn't know what they used to dye these red cloths, but they thought their red cloth was particularly pleasing to the eye.

It's addicting.

Xi said: "This red is really special, it's a bit like sunset."

Shen said: "I think it's a bit like the coral brought by the Long-legs."

Kishi said, "It's also a bit like blood, but it's pretty good anyway."

Several people talked and began to argue about what the color of these pieces of cloth looked like.

Bai Wu felt that the fabric was most like cinnabar red. People here have never seen cinnabar, and they don't know what color cinnabar red is. He couldn't say it if he wanted to.

He smiled, "Do you want to start making clothes now?"

Kishi nodded immediately, "Yes! Tell me what you want to do first, and we will help you."

There is no need to keep the style of the clothes a secret, anyway, not for many days.

As long as they wear them out, the ingenious bird people can quickly imitate them.

Bai Wu has always been very generous with matters that do not involve commercial secrets.

Bai Wu took a stick and drew the pattern of the clothes on the ground, "This kind of red fabric is most suitable for making a robe with sleeves, bro, you don't have a robe with sleeves, how about making a robe?"

The sub-orcs who were onlookers came up to take a look, and asked bluntly: "Does this robe look good?"

Bai Wu nodded with a smile, "Its biggest advantage is that it looks good. You'll know when you make it."

The sub-orcs were all there, and Bai Wu drew several pictures on the ground, dividing the sleeves and collars into several pieces.

With An nearby, Bai Wu measured his circumference with vines, and cut the fabric according to the measurements.

There were many of them, and their hands and feet were nimble. Each of them did a little work, and they made this dress before dark.

The soft clothes were piled on the chair, and Kishi touched the clothes with excitement in his eyes.

Bai Wu continued to sew the clothes until her neck became stiff. Seeing her brother picking up the clothes and going into the room to try them on, she said to his brother, "Don't be too busy putting on this outer robe, you need to wear a set of inner clothes inside." , that original-coloured undershirt looks great."

Kishi nodded quickly and went into the room to change clothes.

After a while, he came out wearing this red robe.

The overall appearance of this robe is cinnabar red, not a color with particularly high saturation, but a darker cinnabar red, which is very red and looks very high-end.

The robe he was wearing had wide sleeves, and a thin belt was added around his waist, which stretched out his thin waist, making him look tall and thin, like a bamboo in the wind.

His skin was not so white, it was a darker honey color, but the color was very even.

His face was thin and narrow, and his facial features were relatively deep, especially the jaw line, which was very clean and neat. After wearing this robe, it made his skin more delicate.

When he walked out with his head held high, he carried a special aura about him.

The surrounding sub-orcs were stunned and looked at him with their mouths open.

Kishi is very smug, looking at the expressions of his friends, he knows that this dress works very well for him.

He raised his head, squinted his eyes and looked around, and asked proudly, "How is it? Does this dress look good on me?"

The partners nodded frantically at the side, expressing their praise with great movement range, and started a lively discussion.

Bai Wujindao sat on the chair sloppily, met Shanghe's gaze, waved to his brother, and signaled his brother to go over.

Kishi trusted his aesthetics very much, and when he heard his call, he hurried over and asked with bright eyes, "What else?"

With a smile, Bai Wu pulled out a piece of fabric that was just left from the back basket next to him, and asked his brother to squat down.

The cloth strip is red, because it is leftover material, and its shape is irregular. Baiwu folded it a little, folded it into a long strip, and then tied Kishi's long hair behind him, and tied a high ponytail.

The cloth strip hangs down and becomes part of the ponytail, which is very decorative.

Bai Wu nodded in satisfaction, and asked his brother to take a few steps forward, admiring his heroic figure from a distance.

Bai Wu's aesthetics is much stronger than that of contemporary people, which is the result of long-term edification.

The sub-orcs looked at the shore, unable to move their eyes away.

After a while, Shen suddenly said, "Wu, shall we ask you to help dye the cloth? I'll give you two pieces of cloth, and I'll just give you one piece after you dye it."

The other sub-orcs didn't expect to be able to do this, and after a while, they said:

"I want too."

"Wu, I'm also willing to give you two pieces of cloth. After you dye it for me, just give me one piece."

"Me too, you can ask for something else as a reward!"

Bai Wu didn't expect that business would come to him so soon.

He hesitated for a moment, took his hand deeply and shook it vigorously, and urged: "Hurry up and agree. If you want any material and it is difficult to find, we can find the material, and you can dye it for us. "

The sub-beast people begged, Bai Wu thought for a moment, then nodded, "It's okay. But for the reward, I'll see how the effect is. It doesn't take as much as a piece of fabric."

"It's up to you! We went to pick the white catkin fruit very early this year, and we saved a lot of fabric."

These sub-beast people have not yet married, and they are hardworking, and basically everyone has saved a lot of good things.

After Bai Wu agreed, they sent the fabric over the same day, asking Bai Wu to dye it as soon as possible.

There are still many blood sac roots dug by Baiwu, and it doesn't take much effort to dye the cloth. After he agreed, he started to dye the cloth that night, and dyed it three times in total.

Fix the color of the cloth many times, then wash it and take it out to dry. Bai Wu and his family are busy until midnight, planning to dye it out earlier, and give the cloth to the sub-orcs when they come to visit again.

Early the next morning, the sub-orcs came.

The fabric that Bai Wu rushed to dye overnight was hung in the backyard of their house, and the dozens of pieces of fabric hanging on the tree were like a dozen bright morning glows.

The sub-orcs were very excited when they saw it from a distance.

The sub-orcs turned back into human form, begging Bai Wu to take off the cloth quickly.

Bai Wu glanced around, and discussed with everyone with a smile in the morning light, "Let's determine the reward first."

Everyone nodded.

Bai Wu: "If you want to dye the cloth, you can give me a big piece of cloth, and I'll return you a smaller piece of cloth, try not to cut it, how about it?"

"If I agree, I can give you the fabric now."

The red cloth of Bai Wu's family is exclusively owned by his family.

The sub-orcs now only want to get red cloth to make beautiful clothes, and don't think about whether it's worth it or not. After hearing his offer, they immediately agreed.

The Asian orcs are cheerful, and Bai Wu is also very cheerful.

He went to the backyard to collect the cloth and distribute it to everyone.

The cloth is all woven by people from the same tribe, but the cloth of each family is slightly different. Some people's cloth is larger and some is smaller.

Bai Wu memorized the characteristics of the cloth each person brought, and he exchanged each person for a smaller red cloth according to the cloth they gave him.

If someone’s cloth is too big, it’s not fair to change it to a smaller cloth. He will also match it with small accessories such as red hair bands and red strings, which can be regarded as a kind of "change", which is generally fair.

The Asian orcs were very pleasantly surprised when they received the red cloth, and they all expressed their intention to go back and make the cloth into clothes, and begged Kishi to go back to the tribe with them to help refer to how to make clothes.

Kishi is very loyal and likes to join in the fun. When he heard the invitation from his friends, he followed without saying a word.

After the chattering sub-beasts left, the hilltop of Baiwu's house suddenly became much quieter.

After Bai Wu had breakfast, she found out the leftover fabrics at home and planned to dye them into red cloth together.

Seeing him busy, Chuan asked, "Would it be too early to dye these fabrics red now? After they get over the excitement, they may not like red fabrics anymore."

This they refer to the sub-orc people of the Bai tribe.

There are not many young sub-orcs in the entire Bai nationality, and their exchange ability is very limited.

Of course, Bai Wu dyed so many cloths not purely for them.There are so many people in the next few big tribes, and most of them are people who can change fabrics.

The swan merchants will definitely be interested too.

Bai Wu raised his head and smiled at his Yafu, "Do it first, if it can't be replaced, we can keep it for ourselves."

Chuan washed his hands and came over, "What do you want me to do?"

"No, Ya Fu, you can do whatever you want, I will go out after cooking the batch of cloth."

Chuan watched for a while, seeing that he could do it alone, so he left him alone.

While it was still early in the day, Baiwu took out all the blood sac roots left in the house, washed them clean and cut off the fibrous roots, put them in a stone pound and squeezed out the juice inside.

He didn't throw away the squeezed residue, but sent it to the fire pit and burned it clean.

After this treatment, unless someone in their family personally tells the secret of dyeing the blood-stained sac root, the possibility of others discovering this dye is extremely small.

Bai Wu was busy at home for a long time, and it was already late when he and Nan Yao went out.

They also came back late, and when they got home, the family members were all sitting in the yard, cleaning up the Baixu fruit brought back by Baiwu and Nanyao.

As soon as Kishi saw Bai Wu coming back, he raised his chin at him and motioned to the side, "A lot of people brought cloths over today and asked us to dye them red, and I put them there."

Bai Wu put down the basket on her back, walked over to look through it.

These fabrics are strong and fine and of very good quality.

Bai Wu turned her head, "Brother, do you still remember whose family these fabrics belong to?"

"There are so many, I can't remember, but I asked them to cut them and bring them the same size cloth. Then you can give them a smaller cloth."

Bai Wu praised: "It's a good idea."

After Bai Wu inspected the cloth, he came over to watch them clean the Baixu fruit.

The skin of Baixu fruit is relatively thick, and there are seeds inside, so it is not easy to take it out.

In addition, the part of the white catkin fruit near the fruit base has some fluff that has not grown well, just like the debris, it must be removed, otherwise, it is easy to cause knots when spinning into threads.

Chuan gave Bai Wu a slight push to keep him out of the way, and then called Nan Yao, "Are you hungry? Eat first."

Bai Wu was kind, "What's for dinner tonight?"

Chuan: "Grilled meat and salad."

Bai Wu went over to help serve the dishes, "Yafu, make some dried fish tomorrow morning? Nanyao wants to eat dried fish."

Chuan gave him a funny look, "If you want to eat, just say so, don't rely on Nanyao. If you say you want to eat, can you not let you eat?"

Nan Yao said beside him, "I'll send some over tomorrow."

Chuan hurriedly said: "No, there are a lot of small dried fish in the house. I haven't eaten much fish these days. They are all baked in the bread kiln. If you want to eat, I will make some tomorrow."

When Chuan Duan was cooking, two little wolves ran around under his feet and almost tripped over people. Chuan Duan scolded them and gave them each a small piece of meat.

The two wolves howled and acted like a baby, sniffing Chuan's legs with their wet noses.

Chuan trained his son and the wolf, and he was too busy.

This small mountain is full of fireworks.

Everyone sat down to eat, and the person who ate the slowest went to wash the dishes.

After the meal, everyone pulled up a small low stool, sat in the basket, and cleaned the white fruit.

Seeing that the white catkin fruit was almost clear, Chuan Hean went to spin the thread first.

Bai Wu took out another Baixu fruit, watched them flexibly twist and spin the thread, and discussed: "Father, why don't you weave this batch of cloth smaller? I'll dye them all red and exchange them with others for larger cloth. "

Chuan: "Okay, what's wrong with that?"

Chuan said as he swiftly stroked the spun thread with his hands, brushed off the miscellaneous flocks on the side, and threw them into a ball into the broken back basket.

When the shore twists the thread, it will also pull out the miscellaneous fibers and throw them into the broken back basket.

They were busy for a while, and there was a large group of miscellaneous things in the broken back basket.

Bai Wu was so sleepy after cleaning his face, he yawned, stood up and beat his lower back, "I can't do it, I didn't sleep well yesterday, I'm so sleepy today, I have to take a shower with Nan Yao and go to sleep."

Chuan didn't raise his head, "Come back early. Nanyao, you send him down, he's a fool, afraid he might step on a snake."

Nan Yao agreed.

Bai Wu is not afraid of snakes anymore, it's just that the skill of catching snakes is relatively new, that's all.

Being exposed by his Yafu on the spot, he blushed a little, but didn't dare to say anything, looked left and right, and looked at the broken back basket containing the miscellaneous stuff, "What are these miscellaneous things doing?"

Kishi said casually, "Use it for burning. You can see that it is thin and soft, and it can be burnt by just lighting it."

Bai Wu stretched out his hand and squeezed it. These miscellaneous flocs were really soft and very broken, a little bit, like flying dust, and it felt quite good when pinched.

Bai Wu's heart twitched, always feeling that he forgot something, and this miscellaneous thing should have other effects.

But what did you forget?He didn't remember it until he soaked in the hot spring.

Bai Wu was tired and sleepy, and he felt very comfortable soaking in the hot spring with just the right temperature. He raised his head, rested his head on the stone, and looked at the sky full of stars.

Looking at it, he was about to fall asleep.

Nan Yao called him in a deep voice from below, "Wu, it's too soaked."

"Hmm." Bai Wu was about to fall asleep in a daze, but when she was woken up, she had to crawl out of the hot spring, took a clean cloth towel and wiped her body, "Come on, just wait for me."

In hot weather, most people only wear skirts.

Feeling sleepy, Bai Wu tied a skirt around her waist, put on animal skin sandals, and went to look for Nan Yao.

Nan Yao was waiting for him at the intersection.

As soon as Bai Wu turned the corner, he saw the person at a glance.

Today, Nan Yao is wearing a vermilion lower skirt. Under his broad and powerful shoulders is a narrow waist. The fabric wraps around his waist, which draws out his thin waist and abdomen, leaving the rest to attract people's imagination. part is hidden.

Nanyao's figure is perfect. If there are more muscles, he will look bulky, and if there are less muscles, he will look thin. This is just right.

Because he is tall enough, his figure is also extraordinarily slender.

This is a naturally good figure, even with the same exercise, another person would never have such beautiful muscles and figure.

Bai Wu's breath was suffocated.

The lower skirt Nan Yao was wearing was made by himself. For the sake of texture, he specially pressed the pleats, which made the lower skirt drape very well.

Nan Yao put it on, majestic and handsome.

Wearing a red robe on the shore is also extremely beautiful, but it is an elegant and smart beauty.

Nan Yao is not, he is majestic and thick, like a god.

Nanyao approached Bai Wu, and Bai Wu's breathing became even more rapid.

With a smile in Nanyao's eyes, he stroked the back of Bai Wu's neck with his burning hot palms, pressing towards him.

The foreheads of the two were close to each other, and their eyes could see themselves in each other's eyes, and they could also see the intoxicating starlight.

Bai Wu's heart beat extremely fast, and his Adam's apple moved.

Nan Yao looked into his eyes and lightly pecked and kissed the tip of his nose.

Nan Yao's eyes were slightly bent, and his lips pressed against his.

Bai Wu felt the tingling sensation from his lips, and the lips were dry and cool, he held his breath and widened his eyes.

Nan Yao broke apart with one touch, rubbed his lips with his rough fingertips, and pinched the back of his neck, "Come back to your senses. Do you hate it?"

"Ah?" Bai Wu's cheeks flushed red, she took a few steps back in embarrassment, her eyes flickering, "...No."

After finishing speaking, Bai Wu took a few quick steps and walked in front of Nan Yao.

Seeing that his ears were red, Nanyao let out a low laugh and followed behind him.

Because of this kiss, Bai Wu didn't sleep well all night.

When he got up the next day, his eyes were black again.

Kishi looked at him puzzledly, "You didn't come back too late yesterday, I heard the door open."

Bai Wu's face was red again, and he coughed lightly, "Brother, are you making breakfast today? Don't forget my dried fish?"

"Yafu did it. He took Nanfeng Baixue to the field and said that he would pull out some garlic sprouts and fry dried fish for you. I'll boil some water first."

Bai Wu saw that he was using miscellaneous catkins to start the fire, so she nodded.

Kishi noticed that he was looking at his hands, "Don't look, these are just miscellaneous, no matter how you do it, they can't be woven into cloth."

"I always thought it had some other use."

"What? Can it be eaten? Or can it be used as medicine?"

"We have no shortage of food, so we don't need to talk about the bark cotton..."

In the middle of speaking, Bai Wu suddenly stopped.

Seeing him standing there, Kishi was puzzled, "What is cotton wool..."

"I know what I forgot!" Bai Wu jumped up on the spot, "I forgot paper! I actually forgot to make paper!!!"

Kishi was even more at a loss, "What is paper?"

"A tool used to record things." Bai Wu strode forward to the firepit, bent over and hugged the broken back basket with both hands, "Brother, don't start the fire with miscellaneous things, I'm useful!"

"what?"

"papermaking!"

Bai Wu put the broken back basket aside, picked up the dental cleaning stick and face towel and ran outside.

He came back from washing in a hurry, rushed to the utility room, and took a new clay pot.

He poured all the miscellaneous flakes into a large clay pot, added water and boiled.

While cooking, he went to the utility room, took a bundle of cut wood chips, and found the wood again, and sat on the side weaving the wood chips, preparing to make netting.

Their home is not too close to any tribe, so they can do their best here without leaking secrets.

After Nan Yao came down, he didn't ask what "paper" was or how to do it, so he came to help.

The two stayed busy until breakfast.

Bai Wu pushed the bowl away after eating, and was busy copying the net again.

He didn't take a few mouthfuls of the dried fish that he was thinking of.

Kishi murmured, "What is so good, so focused? Do you want to help?"

Bai Wu buried her head, "No need, just let us torment ourselves."

Nan Yao walked up to him, a long shadow cast on him, he raised his head and smiled, and made room for Nan Yao.

The two cook the white catkins together and compile and copy the net.

The miscellaneous flakes began to turn yellow when they were cooked, and the water in the pot was not so clear, but became slippery.

Bai Wu scooped out a ball of miscellaneous flakes with a spoon, twisted it with her fingers, and it felt very delicate.

The clumps should be almost cooked.

Together with Nan Yao, Bai Wu picked up the miscellaneous flocs and wrung them dry, put them into the stone pound, and pounded them hard.

The stone pound in their home is big and heavy, and it doesn't take much effort to pound it, and the miscellaneous flakes are quickly pounded into foam.

When kneading these minces, they feel very soft to the touch, and the Baiwu feels almost the same. Find the largest wooden basin in the house, put the minced flocs into the wooden basin, add water, stir well and disperse them.

The whole basin of water quickly turned into beige slurry water with flocs floating in the water.

Bai Wu stirred the water, and the miscellaneous flocs in the slurry stuck to his hands, very delicate.

Nan Yao stretched out his hand to hold a handful of water, looked at the rice white water, "Is this paper?"

"Of course not." Bai Wu wiped the sweat from his forehead, pointed at the copying net that they spent a whole morning and half a morning weaving carefully, "Copy it out and dry it in the sun."

"Can it be done?"

"It will definitely work! I just don't know how it will work?"

Bai Wu took a deep breath, and together with Nan Yao, lowered the net obliquely into the tub, and scooped up the slurry.

Their dipping nets are rectangular and larger than the tubs.

The two swung the net to spread the slurry evenly in every corner.

After the net was shaken evenly, Bai Wu was afraid that the paper he made would not be thick enough, so he specially used a wooden spoon to pour a few spoonfuls of slurry on the net, and shook it evenly again.

After the pulp water leaks from the gaps in the net, a thin layer of white pulp is left.

Bai Wu didn't dare to let out the atmosphere, hugged the net, put it on the flat grass, and specially found a place where it could bask in the sun.

Nan Yao looked at the remaining pulp, "Do you still want this pulp?"

Bai Wu turned her head, "Wait until the paper dries tonight to see the effect. If it works, I want it."

Bai Wu said with certainty before that when the paper pulp was actually picked up and dried, he would still be very uncertain.

He licked his lips, "I don't want to go out today, let's stay at home."

Bai Wu couldn't calm down at all, he was dangling around the net all the time.

The sun slanted westward a little bit, and the dipping net gradually became dry. It stopped dripping at first, and then the edges became dry.

Gradually, the pulp and the net were slightly separated, and the dry corner completely became the appearance of paper.

Nan Yao stood next to Chaowang with him.

Bai Wu couldn't hide her excitement, and gently rubbed the dried paper with her hand, "It seems to be really possible!"

"It's true." Nan Yao patted him on the back, "Efforts are not in vain."

"Great!" Bai Wu clapped his hands together, "After we have the paper, we can try to pass on the text and start keeping accounts!"

The paper is not completely dry yet.

Bai Wu suppressed the joy in her heart and went to the kitchen to cook a big meal.

Six dishes and one soup came out, but the paper was still not completely dry.

He made sweet milk with taro balls again, but the paper was still a bit weak.

White Wudou then make red melon jelly, meat floss, barbecue jerky...

When it was dark, An and the others came back, and they were surprised to see Bai Wu's big meal.

Kishi opened his mouth, "Today is the Bird Festival?"

"It's not that exaggerated." Bai Wu said, "I made something special, let's celebrate with a big meal."

The family is very curious.

Bai Wu put down the food in his hands, pulled Nan Yao, waved to his family, and took them to read the paper.

This time the paper was finally almost dry.

Bai Wu held her breath, and together with Nan Yao, carefully peeled off the piece of paper that was more than one meter long.

The paper tape on the copy net is slightly yellowish and smooth, but the thickness is not very uniform. It is generally thick and has a lot of weight in the hand.

This is exactly the paper that Bai Wu had seen in his previous life.

Even if the quality is slightly inferior, it is definitely enough for writing.

"Success." Bai Wu touched the smooth paper cherishingly, and handed it to Nan Yao.

Nan Yao's palm brushed across the paper, his eyes were full of smiles, he nodded in affirmative voice, "Successful."

The whole family leaned together and touched one by one.

The paper is indeed smooth and soft, but it breaks too easily.

After Chuan and the others touched it, they still didn't understand what the purpose of this piece of paper was, and they didn't understand why Bai Wu was so excited that his eyes almost burst into tears.

Kishi and Chuan, you look at me, I look at you.

Kishi carefully asked: "Here, what is the use of this paper?"

Bai Wu said solemnly: "Write something."

"Just write?" Kishi looked a little disappointed, and took a long breath, "Didn't you write with animal skin before? This thing is not as good as animal skin."

"But it's much more convenient and easier than animal skins." Bai Wu looked at the small white paper in his hand and murmured, "Don't underestimate it, it may be the beginning of a new civilization."