Worried that she might overthink it, Monet added, "I donated it because you taught me how to knit and cooked for me every day. If you refuse, it means you don't consider me a friend."
As she spoke, she asked Sang Ning, "Are we friends?"
"···"
Sang Ning hummed in agreement.
Mu Tao then asked, "So, are you still going to refuse?"
Sang Ning shook her head, "I won't refuse."
Refusing again would hurt feelings, but since the donation was initiated by her, she will find a way to repay the favor.
I will repay you, if not now, but in the future.
Hearing her words, Mu Tao and the others smiled with relief.
"Don't overthink it, the cost of a few thermal suits is nothing to us."
Patting Sang Ning on the shoulder, Fimmonloa laughed, "To be honest, this amount of money isn't even enough for us to buy a piece of jewelry or a little trinket."
Sang Ning: "...Hmm."
This damn wealth gap... keep striving!
Strive hard so that in the future I can also be someone who spends money like water to support my fellow citizens on planet E72.
No one knows what Sang Ning is thinking.
The donation matter is pretty much over here. Mo Nainai and her family were completely unaware of the previous donation of temperature-controlled suits to Planet E72 by the Mo family and several other families.
This was donated by their family members behind their backs.
Therefore, the people who had finalized the number called out to their families who were watching the live stream, urging them to donate the thermostatic suits in their names as soon as possible.
The families of the individuals expressed their delight and quickly sent comments saying they would take care of it right away.
Doing good deeds is always better than them indulging in debauchery.
The former is meaningful, the latter...
It's meaningless.
So, if money is no object, donating 500 items is no problem, let alone 500, even 5,000.
Ten minutes later, Mo Nai Nai and the others received the thermostatic suits donated by their family in their names in the live broadcast room. From then on, the worries they had been holding were completely relieved.
Then, they gathered around Sang Ning, looking at the tung oil fruit in the pot, and asked, "Ning Ning, why are you making this oil again?"
"Painting houses."
Sang Ning replied and once again commanded the group in a frenzy.
"Mu Tao, you and Da Yazi go and get some of those fern leaves that produce mucus, and get a lot of them."
"Iman, you are in charge of burning limestone, and then putting the burned limestone into the pit."
"Nai Nai, is it okay if you and Luo Ya crushed the seashells you collected into powder and added them to the white clay?"
"No."
The group didn't understand how she was going to paint the house, but they still obeyed her orders and got to work.
Half an hour later, the limestone was burned, and the sap from the fern leaves was all crushed and collected. Under everyone's watchful eyes, Sang Ning mixed the limestone, sap, and white mud with added shell powder into the boiled tung oil according to the proportions, stirred it into a paste, and then handed a large brush made of fluffy branches to the group.
“One bucket per person, dip it in this paste and then paint the house. It’s a simple job, I think you should be able to handle it.”
There should be no problem.
This thing doesn't require much technical skill.
"Teach it to us with confidence, we guarantee we'll do a good job."
Several people gave their unanimous assurances, and Sang Ning nodded in agreement, then took a bucket to paint the walls.
The mixture of seashells may seem unremarkable at first glance, but once applied to the wall, it creates a striking effect, turning the wall into a pristine white one.
audience,"···"
The audience was greatly shocked, but also puzzled by this strange phenomenon.
Then, people in each live stream started asking why this was happening.
Monet and the others couldn't answer this question, but Sang Ning could. She said, "White clay and lime mixed together make a natural white paint."
"If you ask me about the underlying principle, I'm sorry, I don't know."
"Not someone with a related major."
The reason she knew this knowledge was because when she was in the original world, she went to a place to collect herbs with her master. The locals had a custom of painting a large white wall every year before the Spring Festival.
The materials used to paint the walls white are white mud, limestone, glutinous rice juice made from boiled glutinous rice, and tung oil extracted from tung fruit.
Since I didn't have glutinous rice, I used a kind of mucilage instead. As for the shell powder...
This doesn't need to be added. The reason for adding it is that she vaguely remembered hearing somewhere that seashells are shiny and look especially good when painted on walls.
In fact, adding shell powder doesn't make it sparkly at all. It would be better to wait until the white wall is painted and then apply those pretty shells directly to the exterior wall.
The audience was speechless upon hearing Sang Ning's answer.
People in related fields think this is worth studying, while those outside the field think it's worth trying to see what the effect is of using these things to paint a white wall.
However, there were no tung oil fruits.
As a result, major shopping malls once again saw a surge in the purchase of tung oil fruit.
The stone house was quite large, but even so, it couldn't withstand the large number of people like Sang Ning and his group. The result of the nine of them working together was that they spent an entire afternoon painting the stone house inside and out.
Looking at the house, which seemed to have been renovated and brightened up considerably, everyone felt a great sense of accomplishment.
"I never imagined that I would learn how to paint walls in my lifetime."
"I'm amazing, I can even build houses."
"I don't know how sturdy this house is, or whether it can withstand a typhoon."
Everyone was stunned when Clyde said this.
After a moment, Mu Tao looked at Sang Ning in a panic, "It seems like it hasn't rained."
"Um."
Sang Ning nodded, "It definitely hasn't happened."
Does whether it rains or not have anything to do with typhoons?
Louis was completely bewildered, and everyone looked at Sang Ning.
Her lips twitched slightly as she said, "I don't know if it matters, but Big Peach asked, so I'm just answering."
Everyone was speechless.
Good grief, this actually works?
Luo Tianya said in a deep voice, "We'll find out if it can withstand the typhoon once we try."
As he spoke, he walked towards the door.
Mu Tao quickly asked where they were going.
"Go push the house and see if it collapses."
Before he could finish speaking, he disappeared through the doorway.
After a brief moment of stunned silence, everyone immediately gave chase.
"Take it easy."
Sang Ning was afraid he would demolish the house, so she gave him a warning.
He nodded and said, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
The result of his measured approach was that he gradually increased the force, and even when he reached 70% of his strength, the rocks showed no signs of loosening. Only then did he withdraw his hand with satisfaction and say, "I've tried it. As long as it's not a super typhoon, there shouldn't be any major problems."
There's no doubt that the house is stable, but people still can't put their minds at ease.
Even if they don't live on an ocean planet, they know how powerful typhoons can be.
We need to stockpile food.
Louis said worriedly, "It's better to be safe than sorry. If a typhoon hits without any preparation, we will all be trapped. We will not only lack water, but also food."
As he spoke, he looked at Sang Ning and suggested, "Ningning, let's hurry up and stock up on more food and water."
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