They had eaten bamboo before during the ice season, but it didn't taste very good.

Yinji was rolling around on the bed, but when he heard about food, he jumped off the bed and into Yinhen's arms. Then he fell to the ground, scurried into some bamboos, and started chewing on them.

Yinhen picked up Yinji with a dark face and taught him a lesson: "You can't jump from such a high place."

“Ahhh!”

After lunch, Tu Ling gave each of them a knife and demonstrated how to split a whole bamboo into strips and then into bamboo strips.

At the beginning, some of them were not very good at using the knives and always chopped the sword crookedly. After practicing for a while, they were able to chop it into strips.

After the bamboo strips were prepared, Tu Ling began to teach them how to weave bamboo.

"Here, place them two by two, horizontally and vertically, like this. Then add more bamboo strips, also crossing them one above the other. In the end, there will be twelve bamboo strips horizontally and vertically. If you want a bigger basket, add more. If you want a smaller one, choose thinner bamboo strips."

After Tu Ling finished explaining, he watched them operate.

But although it looked simple, several people made numerous mistakes once they started.

I had just put the first two sticks in place, but when I tried to put in the third one, the previous ones were crooked. It took me a long time to finally put all twelve sticks in place horizontally and vertically.

Zi Ye breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't dare to breathe just now, for fear that it would be messed up again.

Yin Hen also relaxed his frown, and Bai Qi's hands were shaking: "Huh, it's finally okay."

Seeing that they were done, Tu Ling continued, "Well, not bad. Now that the foundation is laid, we can officially begin."

"Ah? It hasn't started yet?" Bai Qi was shocked.

Tu Ling took a few bamboo strips that were only two millimeters thick and inserted them between the crossed thick bamboo strips, filling the gaps between them.

But she didn't fill it herself. She just used two sticks to demonstrate: "You guys use this method to fill the gap first."

After Tu Ling finished speaking, she picked up Yin Ji and took Fu Xiang to the bed. She wanted to take a nap.

Fu Xiang looked at his fathers, confused and at a loss as they gathered around the bamboo, and said with some worry: "I'll go help the fathers."

"Well, go if you want to." After saying that, Tu Ling hugged Yin Ji and fell asleep.

Bai Qi, Zi Ye and Yin Hen looked at the thin bamboo in their hands and swallowed their saliva: "How do I do the first step?"

The three men looked at each other.

"That's it."

The one who spoke was Fuxiang. Fuxiang took a thin bamboo strip and imitated Tu Ling's previous method by moving it up and down.

Sure enough, the effect is similar to what Tu Ling did.

Bai Qi praised: "Fuxiang, you are really amazing."

Unlike him, he didn't learn it at all.

Tu Ling could hear their movements even while lying down, and thought, the new brain is really useful.

When Tu Ling woke up, she got up to check the progress of the basket weaving.

But seeing the three sweaty men still made me stunned for a moment: "Why are you three sweating so much?"

Zi Ye, who was usually a bit frivolous, was now serious and evil, his eyes fixed on the bamboo strips in his hands: "Don't talk to me, it will be fine."

Bai Qi was the one who sweated the most. His snow-white hair was completely soaked and stuck to his face.

Even the usually indifferent silver marks were very tense.

That can’t be the case. How could weaving a basket become like this? Tu Ling got off the bed and found that the bottoms of the baskets of the three of them were almost finished.

"Isn't it just repeating an action?"

Zi Ye took the time to glance at Tu Ling, then stared back at the bamboo basket, his hands moving non-stop, muttering mysteriously: "No! It's not that simple. Ah——, it's finally done."

Bai Qi and Yin Hen also completed it one after another.

The three of them exclaimed in unison: "It seems we have gained wisdom!"

Tu Ling gave them a cold look, as if he was sick.

"Okay, the foundation is laid, we can move on to the next step."

Tu Ling took Bai Qi's and laid it flat on the ground. Then he slightly burned the thick bamboo strips on the four sides and bent them upwards.

Tu Ling took three thin bamboo strips and wrapped them around it, placed two outside, and wrapped the remaining one around the inside of the thick bamboo strips and placed it outside. Then, she took another thin bamboo strip from the three and wrapped it around the next thick bamboo strip, and so on, until the bamboo basket was fully woven all around.

"Do you understand?"

Tu Ling put down the basket in her hand and looked up to ask, but saw three orcs kneeling in a row and looking at her obediently, like college students.

"Fuxiang, do you understand?" Tu Ling no longer counted on the three of them. They had been simple-minded for too long and had degenerated.

Fuxiang nodded awkwardly. He seemed to understand, but also seemed not to understand.

"It's okay, just practice more and you'll get it naturally. Come on, try it, I'll watch you." Tu Ling touched Fu Xiang's head, passed his palm over the white tiger's ears, pressed them down, and as soon as he took his hand away, the ears bounced up immediately.

Fu Xiang nodded with a red face, took the bamboo basket and continued to weave it according to her instructions. Occasionally he would make mistakes, and Tu Ling would correct him in time. However, after weaving three rounds, Fu Xiang had mastered it completely.

"I know it!"

Tu Ling gave him a thumbs up and said, "Very good. Your task today is to teach your stupid father a lesson."

The stupid father blushed and studied more seriously.

Once you have mastered the technique, the next challenge is patience. The sides of the basket are not as small as the bottom, so it takes only a short time to weave.

Time passed by unknowingly, the sun was setting, and Bai Qibian was completely numb.

Zi Ye's face was tense. He felt like a wild beast was about to run out of his body, snatch the basket from his hand and crush it to pieces.

Looking at Silver Trace again, the White Wolf Orc would immediately close his eyes after braiding one strand, take a deep breath, and then braid the next one.

Tu Ling on the other side had no idea how much suffering the others were going through. She was squatting next to a pile of dirt, thinking.

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