So, in order to avoid the monkey erectus scrambling to mess up the rice flour, Emanuel and the others gave her a job, which was to press the cotton that had peeled out the cotton seeds into pieces.
By the time Sanning and the others arrived, Emanuel would peel a lot of cotton seeds.
The labor of the monkey head mushroom is also quite fruitful, and the basket is filled with pressed cotton sheets.
That's right, it's not cotton, but cotton pads.
When the cotton was picked, it exploded, and the sun was sunbathed, and it was very fluffy.
Even if the cotton seeds are peeled out, they are still fluffy as always.
But now, the cotton has become piece by piece of cotton, neatly piled in the basket.
Seeing these cotton pads, the people of Sanning were almost stunned.
She watched the erectus mushroom skillfully take the cotton seeds from Emanuel and the others and put them in the palm of her palm, then cover the other bear's paw and press it hard, and the fluffy cotton turned into a thin piece of cotton.
She put the film in the basket and repeated the previous movements, she simply didn't know what to say.
I picked up a piece of cotton pad and looked at it. It was really thin and the pressing was really strong, but the pieces were too small.
"Stop pressing."
After reaching out, Sanning stopped the action of the monkey head mushrooms to continue pressing the cotton. "Who came up with this idea?"
Emanuel's mouth twitched, "A move that was forced to do nothing."
As he said that, he said seriously, "I feel that the IQ of the Monkey King Mushroom has increased."
The monkey head mushroom screamed when she heard the sound. Yes, I can understand what you said, but isn’t it just that the IQ has increased?
But then again, what is IQ?
Sangning and others didn't understand the meaning of the monkey erectus call, but Xiong Ke in the live broadcast room understood. As soon as he translated, Sangning explained, "IQ is linked to intelligence, and the higher the IQ, the smarter the creature.
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"It's about praising you."
The monkey head mushroom was happy now and wanted to get the cotton again. Sangning stopped him again, "Can't you suppress it?"
Why can't you suppress it?
The monkey head mushroom looked confused, and Emanuel and the others also looked at Sanning in surprise, "The monkey head mushroom is pressing well, why don't she let her press it?"
Pointing to the thick stack of cotton slices in the basket, Fymonloya said sincerely, "I think it's pressed pretty well."
“It’s pretty good.”
Sangning did not deny this and expressed high praise for the labor results of the monkey erectus mushrooms. However, "It is too tight to press, and it will be difficult to sprinkle quilts and weave them."
"There is still such a saying?"
Elliot said in surprise, and Sanning was silent for two seconds, "I don't know, but I think it should be."
After all, she has never done such a job.
"What if?"
She said, "If I'm right, do we have to soften these pressed cotton sheets one by one?"
As she said that, she pulled a piece of cotton pad and said, "It's like this after pulling it open. It's not difficult or technical work. You can do it with your hands."
"But one more process is still a meaningless process. Isn't this delaying?"
Everyone stared at the cotton pads that were torn in her hand, then looked at the bunch of cotton pads that were neatly sized in the basket, and finally their eyes were fixed on the fluffy cotton.
Yes, if Sangning is right, their current behavior is no different from finding work.
It is obvious that there is no need for such a process, but in order to reduce trouble and to stop the trouble, everyone's project volume has increased, and I feel uncomfortable thinking about it.
It would be fine if I didn’t know it before, but now I have to stop knowing it.
"Stop doing it!"
Emmanuel blinked and was the first to put the cotton in place. "When it's dawn, it's too dark now and it's not suitable to continue."
This room, which is used as a warehouse, is the largest room in the entire house, and is filled with the survival materials of their labor fruits over the past few months, and they cannot be exposed to open flames.
Therefore, there is no way to burn the fire, so you can only light the torch.
Moreover, the torch is also placed at the window position, which is a bit far away from their current location. The lighting of the torch is not good, and it is even worse if it is farther away.
In this case, it is really not suitable to continue doing it. It is better to wait until dawn before continuing.
The most important thing is that he seemed a little addicted to the pressing of the cotton pad of the monkey head mushroom. If they continued to work, they would not let her join in with a bear. With the temperament of the monkey head mushroom, they would probably make trouble.
Therefore, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Emanuel directly announced the suspension of work.
"Everyone goes to take a shower and go to bed, and continue tomorrow."
Peeling cotton seeds is a very boring job, and they have long since stopped doing it.
When Emanuel announced the suspension of work, the few people immediately stood up from the stool and stretched their bodies with ease, and sighed, "The work of peeling cotton seeds is quite consuming people's patience."
"That's right."
Monenei continued, "I was quite interested in peeling it at first, but later I became irritable for some reason. From time to time, I thought of leaving the burden and leaving."
"Really, if the temperature dropped too significantly at night now, I would have stopped doing it long ago."
Sang Ning laughed, "If you don't want to do it, you have to endure it. Can you have a warm and thick quilt and a soft and comfortable cotton cloth? But you just count on this pile of cotton."
"We can't make the loom at that time, but it doesn't have cotton."
Speaking of the loom, Elliot asked, “When will the loom be made?”
Sanning and Louis met with a look, and Louis said calmly, "If nothing unexpected happens, we will be able to complete the work tomorrow, but it is hard to say whether it can be used or not."
“It will definitely work.”
Mu Tao showed signs of Sanning blowing. He looked very confident and said, "I don't think there is a big problem with Sanning's brain and Louis' hands."
"You think it's useless."
Luo Tianya habitually looked at Louis and answered the voice, "No one can tell whether our beautiful Louis man will lose his links."
Louis looked at him, "Are you itchy again and want to fight?"
Luo Tianya rolled up his sleeves in habit, "Want it, fight, whoever is afraid of whom."
“Go out and fight.”
Sang Ning said angrily, "If you want to fight, go out and fight quickly. The one who doesn't fight is your grandson."
"Who are you a grandson?"
Louis and Luo Tianya looked at her together and spoke in unison.
Sanning, "···"
Is this the point?
The point is that they just follow the steps she gave me when they get better, why are they still competing?
Looking at the expectant eyes of the two people, Sangning twitched and joked, "Whoever beats the loser will be the grandson for the winner, but it will not be the grandson for me."
“This can be there.”
They spoke in unison again.
Louis looked at Luo Tianya, "What do you think?"
"I think it's a big deal."
Luo Tianya was eager to try and invited, "Let's fight?"
"Walk!"
Louis readily agreed. He was actually quite annoyed by Luo Tianya and didn't like him all day long.
He didn't know what he did, and he would be disliked like this.
It's also a sin.
It's great to take advantage of this fight to let Big Yai be your grandson.