Fortunately, the bark pulp is now made by boiling water, without adding any other bleaching agents or other chemicals.
The polluted water is just wood ash, which is considered to be purely natural and pollution-free.
How to manage the industrial zone has become a problem, and there are also a series of factories to be built in the future, which need to be considered in advance.
Xue Zhuang, Old Master Zhang, and Manager Mu didn't care about these things; they would repair wherever they felt was suitable.
All we need to do is make sure residents are comfortable and have easy access to shopping.
Song Liyun didn't come from the planning bureau either; she had absolutely no idea about urban construction.
They could only draw whatever came to mind, but Zhao Ashi was interested in urban construction, and his ideas about layout planning, city markets, and so on made a lot of sense, so the two of them could have a discussion.
She draws one picture after another, but always feels that something is wrong, and she gets dizzy and disoriented from drawing.
Even a hard pen made of toner gets your hands dirty; in no time, they turn into two black claws.
"Wow! This is even harder than smuggling goods!"
Song Liyun put down her pen, looked at her hands, and vowed that she would continue to run the charcoal pencil factory.
The simplest way to make a pen is to mix charcoal powder from burning willow twigs or grapevines with an adhesive to form strips, then roll them into pen handles using paper.
With no other option, I had to leave the charcoal sticks behind and go outside to find water to wash my hands.
In the front yard, Abu and Black Gold, one squatting and one standing, faced each other with their mouths open and eyes wide, playing "Statues," while Xiao An was making paper boxes next to them, laughing so hard he almost fell over.
Looking at these unserious people, Song Liyun felt her head throb even more.
"Abu, where's your brother?"
Song Liyun searched everywhere, but Zhao Ashi had disappeared after returning from Hu Qing's acorn workshop.
Abu didn't even look up: "He went to the garrison!"
"Oh!" Song Liyun replied casually and went to the kitchen to wash her hands.
Abu and Zhao Ashi were soldiers and would go to the garrison at any time.
As soon as Song Liyun entered the kitchen, she exclaimed and rushed out, "Where did this come from?"
On her black paws were two palm-sized umbrella mushrooms.
Xiao An pointed to the black gold and said, "The black gold was collected from the mountain."
Song Liyun slapped her forehead and cursed herself for being so foolish.
Although mushrooms generally grow in spring, Suijin Town is located in a mountainous and densely forested area in the north. In summer, as long as the temperature and humidity are suitable after rain, it is also a good time to pick mushrooms.
It rained heavily yesterday afternoon, so there might actually be mushrooms on the mountain today.
In the spring, her family was busy farming, making acorn flour, growing vegetables, and smuggling goods, so she forgot to go up the mountain to find some mountain products.
Thinking carefully, besides the post-apocalyptic necessities I dared not show, some scrap metal piled in the corner, and the food I bought in the prefectural city, all I had in my space was food.
The acorns and firewood collected last winter have been almost completely emptied; now it's time to buy some new items.
"Black Gold, are there any mushrooms left on the mountain?" Song Liyun waved two umbrella-shaped mushrooms in front of Black Gold.
Distracted by her, the wooden figure, having just lost, immediately became upset, jumping up and down on the ground in a fit of rage, yelling "Wah wah!"
As soon as it was light, Song Liyun led Xiao An out of Baolin Residence.
At this moment, a misty rain falls, and the morning fog hangs heavy. Summer leaves, laden with dew, sway gently in the cool breeze.
The Huangsha River has risen, widened, and submerged most of the piles of stones.
There were just more fallen trees among the piles of stones, turning the single log into a tree bridge a foot wide. This was added later to make it easier for Black Gold to walk.
Black Gold nimbly hopped over first, chuckling at Song Liyun.
Song Liyun picked up Xiao An and was about to step onto the wooden bridge when Abu ran over from the reeds by the river, shouting, "Sister Song, where are you going? Why aren't you taking us with you?"
When Song Liyun went out, neither Abu nor Zhao Ashi were there. Song Liyun never inquired too much about the whereabouts of these two.
After learning from Han Ming that the two hadn't returned home all night, she took Xiao An and left.
Abu ran up breathlessly, and Zhao Tingduo followed closely behind him.
Seeing the two of them follow, Song Liyun pursed her lips slightly and sighed.
She had no objection to Luo Baihu arranging for the two of them to live in Baolin Residence, nor did she object to Zhao Ashi accompanying her to listen to the construction of houses and shops and to inspect the workshops.
But she didn't like having him around all the time, even though Zhao Ashi was a beautiful woman.
She will use her own space when she goes up the mountain this time. Xiao An and Hei Jin have both seen it before, so they will keep it a secret.
With these two around, my behavior will be greatly affected.
Since the person had already come along, she couldn't very well refuse.
Song Liyun put Xiao An down and said with a smile, "When I saw you going to the garrison, I thought you had a mission, so I left first."
Zhao Tingduo walked over and said, "We asked someone to find a pot of milk tea, which has been sent back to Baolin Residence. Aunt Yun put it in the ice cellar, so you can drink it when you get back."
"What? Milk tea!" Song Liyun's eyes widened in disbelief.
She must have heard correctly; Zhao Ashi and the others brought milk tea.
I think Xiao An mentioned drinking milk the last time, it was about two days ago!
Abu came over, put Xiao An on his back, and started walking back: "Let's go back and have some milk tea, it smells so good."
Song Liyun was still somewhat incredulous.
Seeing her shocked expression, Zhao Tingduo smiled and said, "You'll know once you get back. You can go up the mountain after you've had your milk tea."
"What are we waiting for?" Song Liyun immediately headed towards Baolin Residence, because she truly didn't believe it.
She asked around and found that there were no milk-producing cows around Broken Gold Town, otherwise she would have tried to get some for Xiao An to drink.
How come Zhao Ashi has milk tea now? Did he not sleep all night and went to the grasslands?
The thought had barely crossed my mind when it was nipped in the bud: finding milk tea on the grasslands meant going to the Di tribe...
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