But how could Meng Yuqing, who is already 22 years old, have never experienced winter? It’s just that she has never experienced winter in this world.
As they talked, it was getting late. Meng Yuqing had dinner with Liu Xuan and then they went home separately.
After a simple wash, Meng Yuqing fell asleep almost right on the bed.
When the system woke him up, it was almost noon. He immediately got out of bed, washed up, and went out.
I saw a lot of high-quality wood placed on the open space at the door, which should have been brought by Xuan, but he was not at the door.
Meng Yuqing walked through the wood and looked around.
Suddenly he discovered a familiar figure in his private plantation.
He trotted over and saw that it was indeed Xuan. He was walking around in the room holding a clay pot full of water.
"Xuan" Meng Yuqing called out.
Xuan turned his head and looked at him, "It will be ready soon, go eat something first."
After saying that, he continued to do what he had not finished.
Meng Yuqing ran back to the house and picked up some pickled vegetables, and then took out the barbecue and vegetable soup that he had not finished last night from the space warehouse to fill his stomach.
By the time he finished eating, Xuan had just finished watering the plants.
After washing and putting away the bowls, the two of them started to tinker with the cotton gin.
Before making the cotton gin, Meng Yuqing asked Xuan to make several rulers out of wood, some long, some short, some straight, and some curved. After all, it was a relatively delicate machine and could not be made by feeling.
He asked the system to use energy to draw the scales on the ruler to ensure accuracy.
The wood is ready, the measuring tools are ready, and the woven straw ropes are also ready.
The two of them began to work on it.
The cotton gin is much more difficult to make than the simple loom he made before. This time, Meng Yuqing did not dare to modify the cotton gin casually.
It took him five days to make the loom by himself, and he quickly understood the principle.
Even with Xuan's help in splitting the wood accurately and quickly, the cotton gin's production progress was not fast.
Fortunately, the wood ash cement was successfully produced. The two small cubes were very hard and Meng Yuqing could not feel any difference between them.
However, the system still told him that the small blocks made of pottery fragments were better, but the difference was not that big.
Xia Heyang came to see it once more during the trip.
"Father Beast, Uncle Yang, why are you here?" Xuan looked at them both with some confusion.
"Come and see what you made." Xia walked to Xuan and looked at the parts carved by Xuan's hands.
"This is harder than I thought. We are working very slowly." Meng Yuqing said as he put down the charcoal pencil he was using for drawing lines.
Xuan handed the parts in his hand to Xia, "This thing is a bit troublesome to make. Sometimes I cut a little too much and have to make a new one."
Xia and Yang carefully examined the parts in their hands and asked, "How do I use this?"
"This is just a part of the cotton gin. It needs to be combined with other parts before it can be used," Meng Yuqing explained.
"Just like building a house? Use stones, wood and resin to combine them and it becomes a house." Yang looked at Meng Yuqing.
"Yes, that makes sense. That's right." Meng Yuqing slapped his head. "We've made cement successfully. It can replace resin in building houses. Didn't they say that resin won't be usable in winter? If a house is damaged, it can't be repaired. Cement can be used, and it can also be used to smooth the road."
He took the small cement cubes and mortar balls and handed the two small cubes to Xia Heyang.
Xia stretched out his fingers and flicked the small cube. "Huh? It's no worse than ordinary stone, and harder than resin."
Yang nodded in agreement.
Meng Yuqing then told them all the usage and production methods, demonstrated the process from mortar balls to cement in front of them, and explained the proportion problem to them in a way they could understand.
"Just like that. Wait two days for it to dry completely and then it will become hard." Meng Yuqing pointed at the small cubes he had just made. "After making the ash into mortar balls, you can put them aside and store them. When you need them, just add water and sand."
Yang filled the mortar balls with bags and said seriously with the small cubes he had made earlier, "I know."
Before leaving, they looked at Xuan and Meng Yuqing with encouraging eyes and said, "Take your time, don't rush. This is obviously not a simple thing. We have never seen such a sophisticated tool."
Xuan's friends also came to watch the fun.
"Xuan, Yuqing, what are you making?" Mu said as he picked up a long stick that had been polished by Xuan.
"Don't touch the machine that processes cotton." Xuan snatched the long stick from Mu's hand to prevent Mu from breaking the prepared parts without careful handling.
Mu didn't care that the long stick was taken away. Instead, he walked over to Meng Yuqing and watched.
Meng Yuqing was using a ruler and charcoal to draw lines on the wood, with various lines intertwined.
He was just getting annoyed by the complicated lines when Mu walked up to him.
Without thinking, he reached out and pushed Mu aside, "You're blocking me. Go play over there. I'm busy here."
Mu touched his head and stepped aside.
Lie didn't go near them. Before coming out, Yang had specifically told him, "Don't touch anything when you go there. Just stand by and see if there's anything you can do to help, even handing them something. If they ask you to do something, do it according to Yuqing's instructions. Don't mess around."
In the end, Xuan saw that the two of them were just wandering around doing nothing, so he simply assigned them a task.
"Mu, if you have nothing to do, go get something to eat. It's almost noon. Lie, come here and cut the wood according to the black lines Yuqing drew on it."
Xuan picked up a piece of wood and handed it to Lie. It was not that he was unwilling to let Mu help, but Mu's personality was really not suitable for doing this kind of thing. Even he himself sometimes showed impatience.
"Okay, then I'll go get something to eat!" Mu watched Xuan cutting wood for a while, and felt that he was not suited to this kind of work, so he readily accepted the task and went to cook.
After Lie took the wood from Xuan's hand, he began to carefully observe all the lines drawn on the wood by Meng Yuqing.
After making sure that he had not missed any line, he also transformed into animal armor like Xuan and started cutting wood.
He cut very carefully, making few repeated cuts to ensure that he did not damage the wood along the marked lines.
He was quite good at observing people's expressions. If he made Meng Yuqing unhappy, Xuan would probably beat him up.
He dared to fight even Ya in the tribe, but he didn't dare to make Xuan angry.
Having grown up following Xuan, he deeply understood that it was as easy for Xuan to beat him as it was for him to beat a kid under ten years old.
With Lie's help, the progress was much faster, and the pile of wood with marked lines on the side was rapidly decreasing.
Mu also came over dragging a small wild beast. The patrol area has been uneasy recently.
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