Jiang Xue had never thought that she had just said it casually, but Lingzhi took a jar to find Asongbo and asked him to help weave a barnacle. When the exquisite barnacle appeared in front of Asongbo, Asongbo immediately started to use his crazy bamboo sleeve technology.
For example, pottery bowls.
No matter the size, he would make a bamboo cover to cover it.
Jiang Xue tried it and was surprised to find that it actually had a heat-insulating effect...
Soon, all the pottery in the tribe were covered with various exquisite bamboo covers woven by Asongbo.
Looking at this accidental scene, Jiang Xue was a little amused and helpless.
She never thought that what she just mentioned casually could have such an amazing effect.
But considering that Asongbo and the others were having fun making up stories, she let him do it.
After all, this is their hobby. People would make the saltiest salted fish even if they have to. Moreover, they can't do any physical work. Doing handicrafts in the tribe can kill time and make people feel less bored and useless.
With the experience of building various kilns, the lime kiln was built in just half a day.
After the lime kiln was built, they brought charcoal to burn lime that same day.
After hearing Jiang Xue say that there might be dust flying everywhere, they still used earthen bricks to seal the door.
Only four days had passed when they delivered the lime to Jiang Xue.
Jiang Xue was overjoyed and immediately started making paper with lime.
During these four days, Jiang Xue was not idle. She had already cooked the raw materials and was waiting for their lime.
Now that the lime has finally been delivered, it is naturally impossible for Jiang Xue to sit idle.
A pit was dug next to the bamboo house for the lime water pool. Lime was poured into the pit and then filled with clean water.
Finally, throw the steamed ingredients in to soak.
Jiang Xue had no experience on how long this thing needed to be soaked, but after a few days of hammering, Yang Jiu and his team had already made two large stone mortars.
Yang Jiu was isolated, so naturally he didn't finish his work, but he was always busy alone until midnight these days, and slept alone in the bamboo house when he was tired.
Aunt Qingshi was very dissatisfied with this.
Since Jiang Xue moved to the townhouse, the single-family house was divided among the three of them, but she always felt uncomfortable living in the same house with Er and San, so she moved back to the bamboo house.
One of them is a middle-aged woman, and the other is a young man. They have nothing in common with each other, but suddenly they have to live in the same house. Aunt Qingshi always feels it is strange.
As for what was strange, she couldn't tell.
Yang Jiu only stayed in the bamboo house for one night. The next day, Aunt Qingshi had the door of the bamboo house modified and a bolt added. She entered the bamboo house at night and hung the bolt. Yang Jiu could not come in, and she could sleep well.
Yang Jiu said nothing.
He didn't dare to have any opinions on what Aunt Qingshi did.
Under Jiang Xue's tireless attack, the paper was quickly copied out.
The freshly copied paper must be exposed to the sun and dried thoroughly before it can be peeled off and used.
Looking at the freshly made papers, everyone was amazed.
"Sister Axue, is this paper? It's so beautiful!"
Jiang Xue hummed: "Yes, this is paper."
She happily peeled off a piece of dried paper and felt it carefully.
Although this paper is not as smooth and white as that of later generations, it is sufficient for writing.
She instructed the slaves of the Yang tribe, "From now on, follow this method. If you can improve the paper to make it smoother and whiter, I will give you a reward. Of course, the reward cannot be too high."
The people of the Yang tribe's eyes lit up: "Really? Snow Witch, you are not lying to us, are you?"
Jiang Xue smiled and said, "Don't worry, I, Xue Wu, always keep my word."
He might not be able to guarantee the rest, but she could still give them a reward that wasn't too excessive.
Then, in order to avoid waste, Jiang Xue cut the paper into appropriate sizes and bound them into booklets.
Now, there is finally paper in the tribe, and she no longer has to go to the system to exchange it.
Then, she found Asongbo and said, "Asongbo, tell me about all the big and small things that happened in the tribe in the past few days. I will record them all."
Asongbo pointed his finger generously and said, "This is easy. You will see everything clearly if you go to the cave."
Jiang Xue had no idea what the knot he tied on the rope meant.
She laughed dryly and said, "Asonbo, how about this? Take out the ropes. You talk and I'll write."
When it comes to writing, Jiang Xue slapped her forehead and said, "Oh, I have the paper, but I haven't found the pen and ink yet!"
No, since they are the four treasures of the study, none of them can be missing.
"I must find bamboo suitable for making pen holders in the next few days!"
Jiang Xue secretly set a small goal for herself.
This goal is not big, but it is not small either.
She had previously run through all the hills nearby, big and small, but she really hadn't found any suitable bamboo to make arrows.
The bamboo used to make pen shafts and the bamboo used to make arrows are actually about the same size.
If we find it, the power of archers will be even greater in the future.
If you really can't find it, you can only use wood to carve it, and then use a drill to drill a hole of the right size in the wood.
When the time comes, you can stuff the animal's hair neatly into it, and it can serve as a writing pen, which can be regarded as a pen.
But the ink is a bit difficult to deal with.
Fortunately, she had the magical book "The Exploitation of the Works of Nature" in her hand.
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