"Of course, you can record everything on the clay tablet."

Han Cheng recalled the instructions in the medicine box, but on such a small piece of paper, he could get so many words, and immediately nodded solemnly like the two of them.

I don't talk nonsense, a good pen with a good paper, the potential that can be exerted is unlimited.

What the? You didn't record everything on the clay tablet? That's because you didn't get the pen and paper right, keep trying......

Han Cheng thought a little shamelessly, and shook his head with a smile, the words carved in Wu and stone on the pottery plate were not very small, especially the ones carved by Wu were bigger, because his eyes were a little not very good.

In this case, normal paper of the same thickness as the pottery board is not needed, and all the things on the pottery board in the room can be copied, and the font on the instruction manual is not needed.

After receiving such an affirmative reply from Han Cheng, Wu and Shishi, two people who had been engaged in tribal 'cultural work' for a long time, looked at the paper and pen on the stone table, and their eyes lit up a little.

Wu immediately said that he was willing to learn to make paper from Shenzi and make better paper.

Han Cheng smiled and did not agree.

It's not that he is Shi Lezhi, he spent a lot of effort to guide him, and now he finally wanted to make paper, but he opened his mouth and decided directly.

The reason for this is that papermaking is not a light job.

From making bark to pounding pulp, you need a relatively strong body to support.

Wu is old, so it's more appropriate for this kind of thing to be done by the stone who has just come of age.

As for Wu, just get a brush and ink, both of which are small objects, and you don't have to make a big deal when you improve, which is suitable for old people like Wu.

As for the stone, this guy will definitely make paper, and the reason why he has such confidence is not that Han Chengpiao is floating, but that he is absolutely sure.

"After the paper is done, it can also be used to make Kong Ming lanterns, which are better than snakeskin."

Han Cheng looked at the stone with a smile and said unhurriedly.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the stone immediately seemed to be beaten with chicken blood, and his chest thumped, indicating that he would definitely make paper well.

Looking at the two who were completely mobilized, Han Cheng smiled extremely happily.

The next step is to start looking for ideas for Wu and Shishi.

The so-called finding ideas is actually very simple, that is, Han Cheng told the two of them about the appearance and performance of paper, pen, and ink in his memory, so that they could have a direction to work towards.

After saying this, he took the stone and made the paper again, so that he could move forward in the rough paper-making process that he was now making.

The second time he made paper, Han Cheng learned the lesson of the first time, and the material used was only the thin skin on the inside of the bark, and the old skin on the outside was not used.

And when I pounded it, it was even more broken, and when I put the pulp on top of a simple sieve, I didn't make as much as I did the first time.

With these changes, the paper made the second time is much more paper-like than the first time, and the progress is very obvious.

This is easy to understand, just like a person with a zero score in the exam, as long as he works hard casually, he can surpass his current score.

But the further back you go, the more time and thought it takes to move forward, and the progress is not as obvious as before.

This is also another reason why Han Cheng asked the stone to study papermaking - the stone is young, and if nothing else, there are still many years to live, and it can take decades to make more complicated papermaking, and Wu Ze will not be.

It's a bit cruel to say, but that's what it is, and you can't ignore it.

Compared with the paper made for the second time, there was such a big improvement compared to the paper made for the first time, which made the stone very motivated, and then Han Chengcheng naturally became the shopkeeper.

The witch has become extremely terrible now, and the animals of the tribe tremble when they see him, especially the blessing of killing them, and they do not come to the witch when they are killed.

Because of the sparse hair, the witch has now completely reduced to a plucking maniac, and when he sees an animal, he wants to go up and pick two handfuls of hair, and then use it to make a brush.

The rabbit that he often carries, as well as a sheep in the deer pen, are now half-bald, and the wool of the green finch tribe is not too strong.

Fortunately, the weather is warm now, and if it's winter, I'm afraid that the two guys will be sad.

Every time he saw these two guys with half of their clothes missing, Han Cheng's face couldn't help but twitch a few times.

Sure enough, your uncle will always be your uncle, and he can pick up such a personality with hair, and he will pull one to death if he catches one.

At first, Han Cheng didn't quite understand, until one day he saw Wu's sparsely haired head, and then he suddenly realized why Wu was so ruthless.

Under such a crazy operation of Wu, the brushes of the Qingque tribe are also increasing.

There are wolf hair, rabbit hair, wool, deer hair, wild boar hair, and even Yu Wu made a few with chicken hair and wild goose hair, and even the hair that fell when shaving his head was made by him to make brushes.

It can be said that as long as there is hair in the tribe, he has not let it go.

So much so that recently, when Han Cheng saw Wu, he always felt that his scalp was cold.

The effect is not impossible, but it is not very ideal.

The pen made of pure wolf hair is relatively hard, and the water absorption is not good, the pen made of rabbit hair and wool is too soft, and the ink absorption is too strong, as for the pen made of wild boar bristles, not to mention, it is not a pen at all, but a brush......

Han Cheng looked at the witch who was scratching his head, and did not come out to remind him more.

All the hairs that can be tried in the tribe have been tried by witches, and they have all come to this point, and it is only a matter of time before they mix all kinds of hairs together and combine them.

The days passed day by day, and the passing time bent the old man's body and gave out a new life, and the Qingque tribe was full of bent grain......

After a sumptuous scythe dinner, the people of the Qingque tribe, who had been busy for a long time, carried all kinds of tools and pounced on the large golden ocean with joy.

Sweat slid down the bronzed skin, and happy smiles filled every face.

With the sound of creaking, the wheelbarrow pressed the stone road back and forth between the fields and the threshing floor, transporting the heavy harvest.

The sun-dried grain is put into the granary, and everyone is relieved that with this grain, they will not go hungry for a long time to come.

Being able to do without worrying about food and clothing in this era makes people feel proud when they think about it.

After an autumn wind, a few yellow leaves were rolled down, and the surroundings of the Qingque tribe suddenly became empty, and the fields were clean, as if they had been deliberately cleaned.

Han Cheng, who was standing on the wall, smiled as he looked at the vast field.

The things that need to be done have been done, and the next step is to go to Copper Mountain again.

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