Shuang Daqin comparison, no comparison, no harm

Original World.

Hear the conversation between Zhao Ze and the palace teachers.

A group of people, all of them can’t help it.

Just kidding, right?

So many bamboo Janes, you a five-year-old little doll to move?

Cattle!

If you can really move so many bamboo Janes away, then I admit that you are more bullish than Fusu!

[Hu Hai]: I feel that this Zhao Ze is exaggerating. With so many bamboo Janes, ten people have to work for most of the day to finish moving.

What is Bamboo Jane?

It’s all pieces of bamboo, pieced together.

Bamboo is at least hollow.

But made into bamboo Jane….

Rolled together, it is solid.

Although Hu Hai is a scumbag.

But he knew how outrageous the weight of a bamboo stick was.

[Zhao Gao]: How can a five-year-old little doll move so many bamboo Janes on his own, the old minister does not believe it!

If.

Zhao Ze is an adult male.

So what he said, there is more or less credibility.

After all.

Although there are many bamboo Janes, they are also heavy.

But in five days, even if a person takes it slowly, one by one!

It’s enough to carry it all.

But the reality is.

Zhao Ze is just a five-year-old child.

Let him hold two bamboo Janes and walk for a while, it is estimated that he will not be able to do it several times.

But.

The rest of the people found it somewhat funny though.

But there were no sarcasm.

They feel that it is just a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers.

Laugh at a small child.

What kind of skill?

The so-called, fairy tales are unscrupulous!

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Faced with the doubts of the palace teachers, Zhao Ze did not bother to explain.

Just tell them to go and do their own things.

“Go and find as many leaves, branches, and lime as possible.”

“Prepare another cauldron, water and firewood.”

“By the way, find me another piece of sackcloth, as big as possible.”

“These things are ready to inform me, I’ll take a nap first.”

Finish speaking.

Zhao Ze lay back on the bed and prepared for a nap.

Only a few court teachers were left to look at each other.

This….

What tricks does the eldest son want to play?

They are curious.

But knowing what kind of temper Zhao Ze has, it seems that if he asks too much, the eldest son will be impatient.

Let’s just do it.

Thereupon.

Several people cautiously exited the room and closed the door.

Zhao Ze’s uniform breathing sound also sounded faintly in the room.

I really fell asleep!

Seeing this, the people of the original world were also stunned.

The eldest son of the other world, with a few words, can sleep peacefully?

This is also so irresponsible!

In comparison.

They feel that it is more reliable to help Su from their parents.

Hearing that breathing, Li Si also shook his head.

[Li Si]: The problem is in front of him, but Zhao Ze chooses to take a nap?

This kind of action, the dog shook his head when he saw it!

But.

Fusu, however, showed great interest.

[Fusu]: It sounds like Brother Zhao Ze wants to boil branches and leaves? What do you get?

He is good at thinking.

It’s just that.

The ancients’ understanding was limited, and he couldn’t imagine that Zhao Ze wanted to make rough paper.

Soon.

The court teachers prepared their things.

Just right.

Zhao Ze also woke up at this time.

Stretching out, he was not in a hurry, and followed the court teachers to a certain abandoned courtyard.

Branches and leaves were piled up in the corner, and white lime was piled in another corner.

The cauldron is also in the middle of the yard.

There was also a lot of firewood on the side.

A palace maid’s hand held a large piece of sackcloth that Zhao Ze wanted.

“Chop all the branches and leaves, smash them into slag with heavy objects, and throw them into a cauldron.”

“Start heating the pot!”

Zhao Ze ordered.

The eunuchs and palace maids who were preparing nearby immediately became busy.

Not often.

The branches and leaves were almost broken.

Then, a stream of brains is thrown into the cauldron.

Soon.

Bring to a boil in a pan.

“Keep cooking, remember to stir often.”

“After twelve hours, take out the branches and leaves that have not been boiled in the pot, put them in the mortar and grind them out, and then throw them back into the pot to continue cooking.”

“When everything in the pot is boiled, pour in white lime and continue to cook for twelve hours.”

“During this time.”

“Go find a carpenter and make twenty square planks for me.”

“Call me again when you’re done.”

Say it.

Zhao Ze continued to leave it alone as before.

Until then.

The former world’s government did not understand Zhao Ze’s intentions.

[Ying Zheng]: It’s hard to understand, how can a pot be used to cook food, how can Zhao Ze use it to cook branches and leaves?

Don’t say it’s him.

Everyone in the original world couldn’t understand what Zhao Ze wanted to do.

In a New York minute.

Time has passed.

Zhao Ze came to the small courtyard to check and found that the fibers of the branches and leaves had been crushed and turned into pulp.

Under the action of quicklime.

The pulp in the pan has also been bleached and has become viscous.

“Give me the sackcloth.”

Zhao Ze reached out for the linen, leaned next to the iron pot, opened the linen with both hands, and leaned under the pulp.

Then.

It’s like magic.

With a slight shake of both hands, the pulp is stripped off from the surface layer by the linen.

See this scenario.

Zhao Ze lifted the sackcloth.

On the surface of the linen, a thin layer of pulp is adhered to.

“Very good!”

Zhao Ze’s eyes lit up.

Backhand the linen cloth on a smooth wooden board.

Then pat your hands on the cloth so that the pulp fits well with the plank.

Do it all.

Then carefully, tear off the sackcloth.