"Grandpa and grandma, mom and I are going to go find some wood. You and Daji and the others should behave well at home!"
"Okay, we'll be good!"
The two elders nodded in agreement after being seriously instructed by the child, and Daji and the others also meowed to join in the fun.
The child nodded in satisfaction, feeling that he had accomplished a great task. He took Jian Yuelan's hand and said in a baby voice, "Mom, Grandpa and Grandma are doing well. They are well behaved. We can go now."
"Let's go!"
The army did not have materials suitable for making wooden men, so they could only ask local villagers for help.
In line with the principle of "one guest does not bother two hosts", and considering that she was familiar with Clan Leader Fu and his family, Jian Yuelan led the children straight to Clan Leader Fu's house.
When Chief Fu learned that she wanted to make wooden figures out of logs, and had warmly entertained the mother and son with dried fruits and tea, his eyes suddenly widened, and he suspected that he was hallucinating.
He asked blankly, "You also know carpentry?"
"No, I can only make wooden figures."
She had hammered so many wooden figures into pieces that her grandfather was too tired to do it for her and refused to let her uncles and aunts help, so she had to do it herself.
As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. If you do it more often, you will naturally develop the skill of making wooden figures.
As for other carpentry work...
Sorry, no clue.
The old patriarch breathed a sigh of relief. He was so scared that he thought the kid could do carpentry like men could.
Now, he doesn't have to think about letting the girls in the tribe learn carpentry.
"How much wood do you need?"
"Three first."
"OK."
Soon, three pieces of wood appeared in front of Jian Yuelan.
"Is it enough?"
"no!"
Jian Yuelan's forehead was full of black lines. She was naive and forgot that the island did not have many big trees like her hometown.
The three pieces of wood given to her by the old patriarch were about the same thickness as her arms. If they were really made into a wooden figure, they wouldn't be able to withstand even half a punch from her. Dou Dou could probably withstand five or six punches.
"Grandpa, I want a thicker kind of wood. These are too thin."
She gestured with her hand, and the old patriarch understood, "The kind you want is only the beams of the house."
Beam?
It's not impossible, the key to the problem is -
"Is there?"
"Yes, but the beams can't be given away for free. You have to buy them."
The old patriarch felt a little embarrassed, but Jian Yuelan nodded, "That's what I should do."
"You want three too?"
"If it's thick enough, one will do."
The old patriarch said, "My house doesn't have such a big beam. I'll take you to see other houses."
"good."
Then, the three of them went to Uncle Ata's house and saw the beams that he was willing to sell.
The boss has a horizontal piece of wood that has been dried and can be used directly.
It’s this color, this texture…
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