Even though they didn't understand Yang Lin's intention, they still followed the instructions and went to find what they needed. Yang Lin, on the other hand, asked people to find a stove, a pot, a bucket and water, and then he set up a pot and boiled the water himself.

.

Li Ba and the other three came back one by one. Li Ba was looking for bark, linen and other things, so he easily found them among the farmers in Sishuiting. As for Wang Shan, he also found lime in the stonemason's house. The one who suffered the most was Zhao Meng.

, he actually went into the mountains and cut down several bamboos.

Yang Lin then asked three people to split each bamboo into several parts to form slender bamboo strips, and then divided the bamboo strips into lengths of about three feet.

"Brother Lin, what is the use of this set of strips?" Li Ba asked again.

Seeing that the three of them were looking over, Yang Lin smiled faintly and said, "If we want to rescue Brother Xiahou, we must convince the county governor. However, it is not easy to do this and requires a lot of money. So I just thought of a way to make money."

"Money?" Li Ba stared at the bamboo stick in his hand, "Brother Lin, I don't understand, how much is this bamboo stick worth? There are bamboos everywhere on the mountain, who cares about this thing?"

Hearing this, Yang Lin smiled mysteriously, yes, bamboo is not valuable, hemp, linen, and bark are even less valuable, and these things are easy to obtain, which brings about low cost of papermaking.

However, although Yang Lin had seen books about papermaking by Cai Lun in ancient times in his previous life, he had never practiced it. Therefore, if he wanted to make paper now, he could only proceed cautiously step by step. Whether he succeeded or not, he had to test it himself.

Just known.

Without answering Li Ba's words, Yang Lin ordered the three of them, "Weave these bamboo strips into a bamboo mat three feet long and one and a half feet wide."

Therefore, although they still did not understand the relationship between bamboo and money, the three of them did not dare to neglect it because it was related to saving Xia Houying. Among them, Li Ba, who claimed to have a heart for knitting, was the most motivated. He knitted straw last time.

He highlighted the fine side of this big man. At this time, he was able to weave bamboo mats faster and better than Wang Shan and others.

Seeing this, Yang Lin handed over the task to Li Ba, and he and Wang Shan Zhao Meng took out part of the lime, poured it into the pot, and then added hemp heads, chopped burlap and a little tree.

Skin.

Then, Yang Lin continued to add firewood to the stove, and then he took a bamboo stick and stirred it in the pot. Wang Shan and Zhao Meng could only watch from the sidelines, wondering what Yang Lin meant by doing this.

"Wang Shan, go and prepare the wooden barrel. Zhao Meng brings the kitchen knife and the wooden hammer." Then Yang Lin ordered the two of them again.

And he carefully stirred the mixture in the pot. Under the scalding boiling lime water, the burlap and other materials actually emerged in the pot into a fine intertwined mixture, and then these mixed substances appeared again.

Continue to withstand the cooking of lime water, and as time goes by, the mixed material forms a fibrous form.

When Yang Lin saw this result, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. This first step of fiber extraction was relatively smooth. Although it took a little longer, it was successful after all. This also gave Yang Linsi hope that maybe this attempt

Papermaking might actually be a success.

Excited, Yang Lin immediately took out the fibrous material with the head of a spoon and put it into the barrel. He took the kitchen knife from Zhao Meng's hand, and then removed the fibrous material from the barrel under the eyes of the two of them.

Split and chop, even mince a little bit.

At this time, Li Ba also finished weaving the bamboo mat and hurried over to see what was going on.

Yang Lin ignored the three people's doubts. Now he only wanted to practice papermaking for the first time. Next, he picked up the wooden hammer and smashed the fine fibrous material in the barrel like rice cakes.

of beating.

When Li Ba saw this, he chuckled and grabbed the wooden hammer from Yang Lin's hand, "I can do this job." He laughed and kept beating. I have to say that this man is very strong, such as

With the strength of a calf, after a few blows, the fine fibers were tightly bonded together.

Under this beating, the fibrous shape of the wooden barrel gradually transformed into a gel-like form. Yang Lin felt happy again, and then ordered Li Ba to continue beating, and he asked Zhao Meng to find a wooden basin.

After all the fibrous substances were converted into gel, Yang Lin immediately poured the contents of the barrel into the wooden basin.

Then he poured the originally prepared water into the basin. As the water poured in, Yang Lin asked Wang Shan to stir it with a mixer. When the gelatin in the basin became viscous after being diluted with water, Yang Lin

I touched it with my hands and felt that the consistency was about the same, so I stopped pouring water, looked at the yellowish substance, and secretly thought that this was paper pulp.

Immediately, he took the bamboo mat that Li Ba had knitted. The mat was quite good, and the gaps between the bamboo strips were quite even. He nodded and praised Li Ba for being a person with a heart for weaving, and then made a few people laugh.

Laughing, this can be regarded as easing the confusion of the three people.

Then, Yang Lin placed a bamboo mat that was three feet long and one and a half feet wide in the pulp in the wooden basin. He kept shaking the bamboo mat from side to side as if sifting something, and the pulp was filtered over and over again on the bamboo mat.

As the number of filtrations increases, the viscous matter in the pulp is deposited on the bamboo mat layer by layer.

Seeing this, Yang Lin immediately took out the bamboo mat. Sure enough, a thin layer of sticky substance stuck to the bamboo mat. Then, he placed the bamboo mat under the sun. Because it was already June, the sun was like a scorching sun.

Fire, coupled with the fact that the sticky substance on the bamboo mat was only one layer thick, so it was quickly dried by the sun.

Whether it was successful or not. At this moment, Yang Lin hurriedly walked over and saw a layer of rough yellow substance left on the bamboo mat. He touched it with his hand and found that it was very thin but a little rough. Then he carefully peeled off the substance and said, "This is it."

Is it paper?" He frowned, a little disappointed.

After spending a long time of effort, what he got was a piece of rough, uneven, uneven and yellowed paper. This kind of paper was not only uncomfortable to write on, but also uncomfortable to touch. It was really unacceptable to him.

"Brother Lin, what is this?" Li Ba moved his head impatiently. He touched his fluffy hair and asked when he saw the unknown thing he had just worked for a long time to get.

Yang Lin calmed down, took a deep breath, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said, "This is paper."

"Paper?" Wang Shan and the others were puzzled, and then asked, "What is this paper?"

Yang Lin did not laugh at their ignorance. After all, in this era, for them, the most common paper in the previous life was really unknown to them. So he explained, "Paper can replace bamboo slips for writing. It is convenient, flexible, light and easy to use."

carry."

Li Ba then took the rough paper from Yang Lin's hand, touched it, and said, "That's it? Really? But what can we people do with it for farming?"
Chapter completed!