"Knock~Knock~Knock~"

The mallet was smashed into the stone mortar one by one, and after licking it like this for a while, the stone face gradually showed joy.

Because the bark of the tree, which has been boiled in water and cut with a copper knife, is much easier to pound than before.

The same amount, less than ninety-eight pounds, is basically the same as before.

After a short rest, he continued to pound the bark vigorously, trying to break the fibers even finer.

Han Cheng, who had been watching here for a while, nodded slightly, judging from the current effect alone, this change made by the stone is very good.

After looking at it for a while, I suddenly felt that the sky was a little dark, and when I looked up at the sky, I found that the sky in the north had darkened a lot.

This situation did not last long, and the sun, which was not very bright, quickly disappeared.

In the calm weather, the wind began to gradually appear, shaking the trees.

The sun faded, the cold wind blew, and it didn't take long for the temperature to begin to drop, and a noticeable chill could be felt.

After all, the cold front has passed!

The man who sat at the base of the wall basking in the sun and doing needlework no longer spent any longer in the face, and returned to the room with a small dustpan and a needle and thread.

The able-bodied people, after standing here for a while, finally wore the fur jackets they had taken off.

Minors, the weather has given birth to a kind of excitement mixed with a little fear.

Holding some small branches in the yard, shouting loudly and waving indiscriminately.

It seems that he is fighting against something he can't see, as a way to show his bravery.

Compared with the inexplicable excitement of many minors, the stone that had just been pounded into a long, oval-shaped basin and soaked in water was not excited at all.

Because after the pulp is made in that sieve, it also needs sunlight to dry.

The method of boiling the bark in boiling water had already been thought of for him, and the reason why he had waited until now to start implementing it was because he was waiting for the weather to warm up and wait for a good day.

In this way, the pulp will not freeze, and the pulp will dry faster and turn into paper by drying it in the sun.

In order to make sure that the weather has been warm enough for a long time, he didn't make paper yesterday, and deliberately observed it for a day, and when he got up this morning, he saw that today was also a good day, and then he began to implement it.

Na Cheng thought, just pounded the pulp and put it in a basin to soak, and the sky changed.

Looking at the sky that had not been overcast for a long time, the face of the stone became as gloomy as the sky, which was really annoying.

"Let's put it here first, and then we'll get back when the weather gets better."

Han Cheng carried the little pea back to the room, and when he came out and saw the stone looking helplessly at the sky, he couldn't help but sniffle and said this to the stone.

Generally, people who can do great things have some tenacity and strength that ordinary people lack, and the inspirational stone body also does not lack such energy.

The weather was bad, so he didn't follow Han Cheng's advice to put this matter down first and wait for the day, but took a sieve and put it in a basin soaked in pulp, made pulp into it, and continued to make paper.

This guy ......

Han Cheng looked at it and didn't say anything more, since he handed over the paper-making matter to the stone, then he wouldn't interfere any more.

If it is broken, nothing is lost, because the paper is re-soaked in water, and after stirring, it can slowly be reduced to paper.

It doesn't matter if it can't be restored, it's just some bark, and the tribe can still lose it.

The powerful cold front transit power really didn't cover it, and it didn't take long, and the temperature began to drop slowly.

The stone fished out all the pulp from the basin and made three pieces of paper.

When I put the last 'sieve' on the shelf and looked at the first one, I found that the first one had a thin layer of ice at this time.

If this trend continues, it won't be long before these things that have just been made and dried into paper in the sun will be completely frozen.

The stone stood here frowning, obviously only need to wait a little longer for something to be good, but the weather is so unfortunate.

In order to see the result, the stone, who had been waiting for a long time, looked at the gloomy sky, and his face was full of lovelessness.

God didn't care about his feelings, maybe he didn't think the expression of the stone was sad enough, and the sky that blew a gust of wind soon snowed.

At first, the snow particles smashed the face of the stone on its back, and it hurt to fall, and soon it turned into a torrent of snow.

At this time, people could not fight the heavens, so the stones that were drenched with snow turned and returned to the house, and they were so angry that they did not even want the sieves that had been covered with some snow.

There weren't many people in the courtyard, only the dense wind stirred up the snow and couldn't stop rolling down, and they didn't need money.

The closed door opened again, and a figure came outside in the wind and snow.

The person who came was the stone that had not been in for long.

Stone came to the place where the paper was made, and after looking at it for a while, he put together the three sieves that had fallen on the pulp, and carried them back to the house.

In the room, Han Cheng, who saw this scene, couldn't help but smile, many times it is like this, anger is anger, collapse is collapse, but after a little venting, what should be done still has to be done, after all, the future is long.

Carrying the three sieves back to the stone in the room, sit at the mouth of the kang and put your feet close to some roast.

Today, I dealt with the water for a long time, and my shoes inevitably got wet.

The wet shoes were roasted by the fire, and soon white smoke rose.

The stone is roasted for a while, then move your feet and continue to roast in a different direction.

He didn't want to be like a guy in the tribe who sat there and baked his shoes and could scorch the soles of them.

After roasting like this for a while, the stone's gaze fell again on the paper that had torn him up.

The kang burned inside the house, and it was much warmer outside, and it wasn't long before the snow from the three wooden sieves that had been set aside had melted, revealing wet paper.

The stones on the roasted feet, the smoking shoes, and the wet paper, gradually sat up straight.

If you can dry your shoes with a torch, why can't you dry the wet pulp with a torch?

It was as if it was a light that pierced through the gloomy darkness in his mind, and he stood up for a moment.

Holding a piece of sieve, he came to the mouth of the kang and baked it.

The area of the sieve is a little too large compared to the mouth of the kang, and it is impossible to bake it all at once.

After the stone had been roasted here for a while, he turned around and ran towards the cave with the sieve.

The place was wide enough to light a bigger fire out.

In the cave, flames rose, and white smoke rose from the sieve held in the bosom of the stone.

Under the scorching flame, the water vapor gradually evaporates and the paper slowly takes shape.

The stone looked at the paper that was gradually taking shape, and his eyes slowly began to lighten.

He didn't rush to do anything with this piece of paper, and waited until there was no trace of white gas coming out, then put down the sieve, and with a little trembling hand, he used a bamboo knife to lift the paper inside, which looked very different from before.

The paper is thin, softer, and much whiter in color than the previous paper.

"Son of God......

Standing here, I looked at the stone with excitement for a while, and held this piece of paper that was very different from the previous with both hands, and rushed out of the cave in three or two steps, and got into the snowstorm.

The thing is, as long as you work hard, then the suffering you have suffered before may be to force you to succeed.

For example, if the stone that is ecstatic now, if it were not for God's beauty, then he would not know how much time it would take to get to this point.

Therefore, when you encounter difficulties, don't be discouraged and don't give up on yourself.

Because when the emperor closes a door for you, he will also pinch your head by the way......