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Chapter 244 Recycled Paper

Sanbao walked out of the water, dried all the water on his body, and became a clean and refreshing cow again.

Yan Yu lay on the back of the cow and borrowed some light to dry out the moisture all over his body. He felt so comfortable that he didn't want to get down.

Yan Laoer's shoes got wet, so he rinsed them by the river, tied them with a straw rope and hung them around the cow's neck.

Sanbao didn't dislike him and also dried him by the way.

Yan Laoer put his feet on again and said with a smile: "Oh, these shoes are warm and comfortable."

"Go home, go home, and have a good sleep again." Yan Yu was so sleepy that her eyelids were fighting.

The father and daughter entered the village like thieves.

When she arrived at her yard, Yan Yu went straight back into her bed where she was still warm.

I thought to myself: It’s great to sleep on the kang. I cooked dinner in the evening and it’s still warm. For this season, the temperature is just right.

Yan Laoer insisted on cleaning himself, for fear that his wife would dislike him.

While I was washing my face, there was another slight noise in the yard.

He turned his head and saw Master Lu and others tiptoeing into the yard.

I deliberately raised the water to make some noise.

It attracted a few people to look over.

Yan Laoer walked over slowly and said in a low voice: "Master Lu, whose turn is it today? Have you finished your work?"

Fortunately, he made some noise, otherwise a few people would have been frightened.

Master Lu said in a hoarse voice: "Today, there are three families in the north end of the village. They had a really good meal at night, and with all their strength, they worked for one more family.

What are you doing, brother Yan? Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Get things in order, you'll be so late if you don't pay attention." Yan Laoer changed the topic freely: "Master Lu, when do you think the Qi family will start?"

Master Lu asked the others to go to bed first, and the two of them walked to the backyard and talked quietly.

"I looked at it during the day. The foundation of the Qi family's house is very good. As long as the bricks are provided, it will be up soon."

Even the beams in the Qi family are ready-made, and a lot of lumber is prepared. They want to build the same house as the Yan family, so they can just copy it. Besides, the Qi family only digs cellars and does not make pig pens or build walls.

When wiping the yard, there are not many requirements for the pond for fertilization, so it is very easy to do.

Yan Laoer: "I will go to the brick factory to pull bricks at dawn."

He also learned about the situation of each family's kang and stove.

I heard from Master Lu that not only the work of making kangs has been added these days, but also people asked him the price of digging a cellar and building a house.

It can be seen that his daughter's idea is right. Let the big guys earn money and make a living. They will think about how to live a good life without anyone's advice.



The next day, Yan Laoer was the first person in the Yan family to get up.

The whole courtyard was quiet.

He first went to the quarry and ordered a large stone mill, and then visited several brick factories to bring back the bricks.

This batch of bricks cannot be sold. They are all prepared for the Qi family to help them build their house quickly.

He missed breakfast, so Grandma Rong quickly fried him a plate of sheep's blood and took out two large warm steamed buns from the pot.

Yan Laoer was happy when he saw it.

Grandma Rong's control over his appetite is really accurate.

The lamb's blood is very tender, and some chili peppers are added. Just stir-fry it twice with leeks from the field, and it goes well with rice.

After Yan Laoer finished his meal, Yan Yu came back just in time.

She gave the Boy Scouts the day off today.

The children ran all over the village having fun, but after they calmed down after running, it was time to go into the mountains with the adults, and they were busy with household chores...

Li Xuemei went to the river with her and picked up the bag with the paper.

Yan Laoer watched Yan Yu pour the pulp from the bag into a square cement pool and touched it curiously.

"Did you make this yourself?" It's amazing, his daughter's craftsmanship is so good. The outer wall is quite smooth!

"No way! I only made good cement. Brother Er and Brother San were the ones who helped me. Brother Three was a quick learner. After just watching for a few times, he learned the plastering skills of Master Lu and others.

Seventy to eighty percent."

"As for this cement pool, we first made a wooden mold, shaped it into large bricks, and then laid them flat like this."

Yan Yu pointed to the wooden mold in the corner and showed it to her father.

That’s awesome too!

Yan Laoer sighed in his heart.

"Dad, help me pour water in." Yan Yu directed her father.

Yan Laoer sighed and cooperated with her, one pouring water and the other stirring.

Li Xuemei looked on from the side: "The water is not enough."

Yan Laoer picked up another bucket and poured it in.

"It should be almost done." Yan Yu picked up the thin bamboo curtain next to it, dipped it into the pool, and then fished it out.

Sure enough, there was a thin layer of paper pulp hanging on it.

All three of them were very excited.

"Is it too thin? Fish it again?" Yan Laoer suggested.

Yan Yu thought for a while and fished it out again. The pulp was obviously thicker.

"Then what?" Yan Laoer asked.

"Then tear it off, mother, you do it." Yan Yu assigned this important task to Li Xuemei.

Li Xuemei shook her head and said, "No, you can't tear it with your hands. Just pull this curtain over and see if you can stick it to the stone slab."

In order to make paper, Yan Yu took great pains to find a unique large stone, which was oblate and had a very flat and smooth surface.

Yan Yu thought for a while, yes, it seems to be such a step.

She carefully turned the bamboo curtain upside down, and the paper pulp moved slowly with her movements.

After hitting a big rock, something went wrong and it wouldn't come down...

Yan Yu observed carefully for a while and then scrapped the paper pulp on the bamboo curtain.

I copied the curtain again.

This time, her speed was much faster, letting one side of the bamboo curtain come into contact with the big stone, and the paper pulp reluctantly stuck to the stone. Although the process was difficult, she finally came down.

"It looks wrinkled and not smooth enough." Yan Laoer commented.

Li Xuemei glared at him, "You can do it! You can do it! Don't discourage your daughter's enthusiasm."

Yan Laoer shrank his neck and became scared for a second.

Yan Yu was completely focused on making paper, turning a deaf ear to her father's words, and did not notice the lawsuit between her father and mother.

She failed again and again.

Gradually I found some tips.

The first is the bamboo curtain. The bamboo curtain they bought has no place to put their hands. They should add a handle to fix it and keep the bamboo curtain in a horizontal state, which is more conducive to the smoothness and uniformity of the pulp.

The next step is to fasten the paper pulp to the stone. Starting from one side is the right idea. As long as one edge is stuck to the stone, it can smoothly fall off the bamboo curtain.

But how to get this started is the key.

Yan Yu raised his head: "Dad, find me a piece of wood, not thick, but thin."

Yan Laoer ran to Qi's house, rummaged through Qi Wu's pile of wood, and finally found two very thin wooden strips among the waste materials to be burned.

If he finds a treasure, he runs home again.

Qi Wu:......

He followed him worriedly, and when he entered the yard, he saw his niece preparing to use a kitchen knife to cut grooves into the two thin wooden strips.

He hurriedly took the hand and figured out what she wanted to do. While he was shocked, Qi Wu didn't waste any time and followed the grain of the wood to cut two straight grooves for the two thin wooden strips.

After a few more cuts, the bamboo curtain got stuck in just right.


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