In the bamboo forest, several women are playing with the little unicorn Meng Meng and the three dumplings.

The growth cycle of horses is very short, about three years or so to enter adulthood, so at this time, Meng Meng has been able to carry the little girl Arou around around, and the three balls can only run with envy on the side for a while and rest for a while, rest for a while and run for a while.

They also want to ride horses, but unfortunately, Xiao Mengmeng obviously can't afford to carry them, and the white dragon hides when he sees them, and they are also very depressed.

Fortunately, the bamboo shoots are still enough, and they can sit down and eat bamboo shoots when they are hungry, which is not a great loss.

As for Ah Yun, Ah Yue and Ah Shui, they basically prepared bamboo shoots and grass for them, and then, stood aside and stared at them to prevent a few groups from bullying Xiao Mengmeng, and such a day was very happy.

Just when the girls were having fun with a few pets, Zhao Hao came back with a thigh-thick bamboo.

As soon as the three foodies saw this fat bamboo, they immediately surrounded them, and they thought that Zhao Hao was here to improve their food, after all, they eat fresh and tender bamboo shoots every day, and occasionally eat coarse grains like bamboo, which is also quite fragrant.

What is strange is that Zhao Hao actually pushed them away and scolded with a smile: "Eat your bamboo shoots, this is not for you to eat." ”

What is he doing with bamboo like this?

In the curious eyes of the women and the three foodies, he directly pulled out the divine weapon, brushed it with a few knives, cut the bamboo directly from the bamboo joint, cut it into one by one, and then picked up a piece of brush and brushed a few times, and directly split the bamboo tube into a bamboo piece about two fingers wide.

It's the right size to put in your mouth.

When the three foodies saw this, the saliva flowed out.

It's a pity that Zhao Hao didn't mean to give them anything to eat, but picked up those bamboo pieces and continued to process them.

At this time, his knife skills were called a fast, brushing a few times, and the inner circle of those bamboo pieces was smoothed by him, and then, he took out a thin iron drill from his body, and drilled three horizontal thin holes in the middle and two ends of each bamboo piece.

What is he doing here?

Not only can't the three foodies understand, but even Ah Yun and Ah Yue can't understand it.

He didn't explain, and then took out a slender iron needle, and threaded the thin cowhide rope that had been prepared on the iron needle, and then quickly used the thin cowhide rope to string all the bamboo pieces together, and strung them into a flat and neat piece.

If you have watched costume films, you will know that what he made is bamboo slips!

It's a pity that none of the women have seen costume films, so everyone still doesn't understand what he's doing.

He worked hard for a while, and after making all the other bamboo sticks into bamboo slips, he tied all the bamboo slips with cowhide ropes, and then made a leap to jump on the highest pillar of his tent, hang the bamboo slips, and dry them.

Seeing him jumping down from the pillar, Ah Yun couldn't help but ask, "Husband, what are you doing here?" ”

Zhao Hao could only say helplessly: "This is too complicated to say, I said it, you may not understand it, but you will understand it in the future." ”

After speaking, he went into the tent again, took out the prepared bristles, horse hairs, wool, wolf hairs, etc., and put them on the ground, and then carefully sorted them out, rubbed them all into a handful of finger thickness, and then tied them with a thin cowhide rope, and then found a few finger-thick bamboo branches, cut off the bamboo joints, stuffed this handful of manes into it, and scraped them carefully with divine soldiers, all of them were shaved into the shape of a brush, and then they were packed in a leather bag and hung around their waists.

His actions were really strange, and the women were stunned, what did he want to do?

Actually, he just wanted to record something.

Because at this time, he had sent all eight cavalry teams out to look for the small tribes on the edge of the grassland, and only a few years ago, they searched the wild jungle within three days of the nearby range, and found more than twenty small tribes, this time, he was ready to search all the wild jungles on the southern edge of the grassland, and it was possible to find forty or fifty small tribes.

There are so many small tribes, some of them may join the salt tribe like the northern mountains, and some may be stubborn and refuse to join the salt tribe, and if he does not record the basic information such as the location and population of these tribes, he may be chaotic at that time.

His idea is very simple, that is, to take advantage of the respite of the past two or three years, first unify the tribes in the south of the grassland, try to gather as many people as possible, and strengthen his own strength, and then explore all the grasslands, collect all the cattle, sheep, horses and other livestock, and hunt all the foreign beasts, so that he can almost press the map and fight hard.

His idea is simple, but the implementation is not so simple, at least, he has to write down all the small tribes that refuse to join the Ministry of Salt, so as not to take some coercive means to subdue and leave some tribes behind.

However, he was too backward at this time, and with such a simple idea, he had to be busy for a while, because there was no pen, no paper and no ink at this time, and it was not easy to memorize something.

Originally, he still wanted to make paper, but unfortunately, he searched his stomach and recalled for a long time, but he still did not have any impression of the papermaking process, and in desperation, he could only use bamboo slips instead of paper.

He was busy for a long time, and the bamboo slips and brushes were made, but the ink had not yet landed.

This ancient ink is ground out with ink sticks and inkstones, this, he has an impression, the question, how to make this ink stick, but his eyes are black, fortunately, he occasionally saw a kind of ink stick, as if it is called pine smoke ink, this term, but gave him a great inspiration.

Pine smoke, as the name suggests, is the smoke burned with pine needles or pine branches, it is not very troublesome to collect, the trouble is how to make pine tobacco into ink sticks, in his understanding, the ink sticks should be some kind of gelatinous mixed with pine tobacco and then dried.

So, he prepared a clay pot, a cow bone, a cow tendon, some resin and a handful of pine branches with pine needles.

He was busy for a long time, and after his face was black, he finally collected a small pinch of pine tobacco, but when he stirred the gelatinous soup mixed with pine smoke and beef bone and beef tendon soup and resin for a long time, he found that this thing was definitely not an ink stick when it was dried, because the color was too light, and the whole gelatinous soup was only faint black after adding pine smoke, and the ink that was ground out after drying was not as light as water!

What to do?

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he simply powdered all the charcoal made from the pine branches, added it to the gelatinous soup and stirred it.

This time, the color is black enough, but I don't know what the ink looks like.

In this way, he was busy for nearly a day and a half, and the bamboo slips, brushes, ink sticks and inkstones were finally ready.

At noon that day, he sat in the big tent, solemnly poured some water into the homemade inkstone, and then picked up the homemade ink stick and slowly grinded it.

The ink grinds out quickly, but the problem is that it is still not thick enough, and the charcoal powder in it does not seem to be fine enough, and many of them are obviously granular, what will the words written in such ink look like?

He took out a brush, dipped it in ink, and tried to write the word "Hao" on the bamboo slip, and the effect soon became apparent.

How to say it, it feels like using the worst ink, the handwriting is very light, and there are grains of charcoal on it.

Well, the charcoal powder is not fine enough, it must be so fine that it all dissolves into the ink.

It's not that difficult, just make an iron mortar and an iron pestle and pound it hard, but it just takes some time.

He was busy for a few more days, the iron mortar and the iron pestle were ready, and the pine charcoal was also pounded into a fine powder that could not be finer, and the ink that was ground after making the ink stick was finally almost done.

It was at this time that Ah Hua finally came to report and found a new tribe.

So, he hurriedly took notes: Starting from the grassland directly north of Yanshi City, Dama traveled west for three and a half days, there was a small river, along the small river to the south, and walked in the wild jungle for about a day, there was a tribe with a population of about two hundred.

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