In the huge kayak, there is a lot of bamboo pulp, soaked in warm water and the sap of special plants, these bamboo sawdust are undergoing metamorphosis!

In just half an hour, the grainy sawdust became super fine, and when stirred with a stick, it felt like melted butter.

"This is wood pulp!" Zhao Yunxiang is very satisfied with the wood pulp he made, the wood pulp is delicate and viscous, and there are no large bamboo particles.

His toilet paper is made with stainless steel basins!

That basin with a diameter of 40 cm and a depth that is not easy to measure!

"The wood pulp is brushed in the basin, waiting to dry, is it toilet paper?" Lin Qingyu was looking forward to the advent of toilet paper, she used up the last piece of toilet paper this morning, and she hadn't wiped it clean, and then she used it...... Ay~!

"It is not good to simply smear the bottom of the pot with bamboo pulp, and it is not good to remove the mold. Zhao Yunxiang searched for something that could make the bamboo pulp good to demold, and finally set his eyes on a bottle.

The bottle looked dirty, and it was full of yellowish solids, and there were two layers, the upper layer was some white wax-like solids.

"Shark oil?" Han Qianluo kept paying close attention to Zhao Yunxiang's eyes, following his gaze movements, and finally those good-looking eyes also landed on the bottle.

This is indeed shark oil!

And it was extracted from shark liver and stored in a bottle for some time, and the shark oil solidified even on this hot day, and there was a clear line of oil division.

"I understand!" Lin Qingyu suddenly interjected, "The grease is very slippery, and the pulp will not stick to the bottom of the basin." ”

"Well, I remember that rice paper has raw and cooked xuan, I don't know if toilet paper has an effect...... "Zhao Yunxiang can only make pulp, and adjust the viscosity of the pulp according to the hardness of the paper.

Obviously, the sticky ones are the ones that make cardboard, and the thin ones are the ones that make rice paper.

"Let's test it first...... Zhao Yunxiang scooped up some thin pulp with a spoon, and then sprinkled it from a high place, the pulp fell slowly like corn porridge, and there were some fine particles in it, which did not have much effect on the chrysanthemum.

This bamboo pulp has a pungent smell, and it mainly uses a certain acidic chemical, which is a unique defense method of plants, but it is not intended to be used by Zhao Yunxiang.

"Looking at the viscosity, why do I feel hungry?" Lin Qingyu pursed his lips, "It's like corn porridge!"

"We still have a bag of cornmeal in the shelter, and we will cook a pot of polenta to drink at noon. Han Qianluo also misses the taste of polenta.

"Remember to put salt!" Zhao Yunxiang smacked his lips, "I like to drink salty!"

"Good!"

I remember that the author also liked to drink polenta when he was a child, and he drank a lot every time, and he would always sleep and find a toilet when he drank too much, but it was a tragedy when he woke up!

Toilet paper making is in progress!

Zhao Yunxiang has already figured out how to make toilet paper!

Start by stirring the shark oil with a bamboo pole and simply tossing the bottle into the sun on the beach.

It's 12.13 p.m., the most active time of the day, and the beach is absorbing the sun's heat, which is about 50 degrees.

It didn't take long......

The solidified shark oil melts, and after that, the melted shark oil is poured into a set of bowls for easy use.

A simple small brush made of palm leaves is dipped in a little shark oil and evenly spread on the bottom of the basin, which is like an isolation layer to prevent the pulp from drying out and then difficult to demold.

"Toilet paper should not be too thin as much as possible......," Zhao Yunxiang pulled the corners of his mouth, "Otherwise, it will not be good if it is torn." ”

"Why are you so skinny?" Han Qianluo was speechless, feeling that his brain couldn't keep up with Zhao Yunxiang's thinking, this guy was quite funny every time he spoke, otherwise he would choke people, the kind that would reach his stomach in one step. k

"I'm telling the truth...... Zhao Yunxiang pursed his lips, while scooping up some bamboo pulp with a spoon made of bamboo chips, and then slowly poured it into the bottom of the pot, and then gently shook the stainless steel basin to let the thin bamboo pulp cover the bottom of the pot.

From above, the bamboo pulp is very thin, probably as thin as a cicada's wings.

After making it, Zhao Yunxiang put the stainless steel basin on the beach under the sun and exposed it to the sun.

The sea breeze is blowing, the sun is scorching, the sand is hot, and the stainless steel basin is made of metal, so it can absorb heat extraordinarily.

It's like putting many things in the sun, stones, sand, leather, cloth and wood, which are completely incomparable to metal absorbing heat, and its heat conductivity is very strong!

Dozens of seconds passed, and the bamboo pulp at the bottom of the pot changed slightly, just like the folded skin at the top of the millet porridge, and after dozens of seconds, a layer of fine rolling appeared on the outer bamboo pulp at the bottom of the pot.

This proves that the bamboo pulp is being dehydrated and the dense wood pellets are forming a whole!

Soon, a thin transparent yellow paper was torn off the bottom of the basin by Zhao Yunxiang.

"Toilet paper!!"

Zhao Yunxiang held aloft the earthy gray, almost transparent paper!

This is a product of civilization they have made!

It is also the most indispensable daily necessities in life!

Although this paper is thin, it is very easy to use when folded!

It has a soft texture and does not have much odor, because the special plant juice used by Zhao Yunxiang is completely soluble in water, and the paper becomes dry, and the odor naturally disappears.

"Which of you will try it first?" Zhao Yunxiang didn't feel it at the moment, so he asked a few girls to see who had feelings, and if they had feelings, they could go outside and dig a pit to try.

"I don't feel ......" Han Qianluo waved his hand, indicating that he didn't want to now.

"I didn't ...... either" Lin Qingyuye hurriedly waved her hand, she had already passed in the morning.

After that, several people looked at Lin Qingxuan, who didn't speak.

Lin Qingxuan panicked when he was watched, and just wanted to express his position, but he saw Zhao Yunxiang send the first piece of homemade toilet paper.

Holding it in his hand, Lin Qingxuan felt that this was not quite like toilet paper, but somewhat similar to money and grain paper.

It's the kind for the dead, and it's usually burned!

"Although I don't feel ...... either," Lin Qingxuan simply wiped his mouth, "Well, it feels like toilet paper!"

"Good guy, it turns out that you use toilet paper like this!" Zhao Yunxiang sighed, "It's the same rubbing, you won......"

"You say that......" Lin Qingxuan pouted and said, "It's a bit too much!"

Toilet paper is successful, and it takes time to make more.

Because the amount of bamboo pulp is terrifying, a piece of paper only needs a spoonful of bamboo pulp, and these bamboo pulp is enough to make tens of thousands of toilet paper.

At the current rate, a stainless steel basin is too slow to make!

After thinking about it a few times, Zhao Yunxiang set his eyes on an electric pot in the shelter!

The electric pot had to be dismantled, leaving only the iron pot!

Just when Zhao Yunxiang dismantled the electric hot pot, his eyes flickered and he saw something, and then his expression suddenly became solemn.