During this time, no one dared to disturb him at all, everyone knew that he hid in a separate big house every day, no one else lived, except for food and water, he would not step out of the big house for a few days.

Everyone also understands this, so when they pass by there, they will be cautious and light-footed.

Originally, everyone would not be like this, but when Xiaohong was often on this side of the forest, she asked everyone to do it, otherwise they would have to face her roar and roar, and maybe they would pull the blade-toothed tiger to scare and scare.

There is no way, in front of the strong Xiaohong, everyone has no way to express any opinions, and they are obedient.

Of course, it is also they who understand the importance of Wang Yang's preparation.

Wang Yang is even more single, everything is left alone, the affairs of the tribe are no longer asked, everyone sees that he is so busy, and if there is anything, they will deal with it themselves.

These things naturally include a lot of things, such as what has been discovered, where the person died, how he died, and whether to kill a beast if he catches it.

And because he stayed in the room when he ate, everyone was helpless and couldn't watch him eat, which was quite unaccustomed to everyone.

No way, it's a status symbol, you don't eat, and you don't worry about starving us.

I couldn't be hungry, so Zhang San pushed open the door and went in, and when he saw him raise his head and show a smile, he waved his hand to send off the guests.

Zhang San had no choice but to return to everyone's expectant gaze hungry and spread his hands.

I was so moved, Wang Yang not only wanted to become an immortal himself, but also everyone became an immortal together! Where to find such a good leader? This is the only one, and there are no other branches.

Everyone still eats, and they are used to Wang Yang no longer appearing in front of everyone. Nor do you hold a contest, nor do you care about not asking anything afterward.

Gradually, the people stopped looking for him. When it's time to eat, it's time to eat. It's time to drink, just treat Wang Yang as if he wasn't in the forest.

Finally, Wang Yang's thinking fell into a dead end, and after he couldn't remember any more knowledge, he returned to the eyes of everyone.

Looking at the pile of N clay tablets in the big house, he was speechless for a while, because some of the knowledge he recorded should be junior high school and some should be high school.

Why should it be used? Because he didn't even know which one it was.

A year later he came out of "retreat", good fellow. The complexion was finally even, it was called a white, and the women drooled one by one.

Zhang San stepped forward to greet him.

"Coming out? Do you need to eat something? Zhang San asked him kindly, thinking that when he came out, he should eat and drink.

Wang Yang scratched his messy hair, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "Go, give me a few catties of bark......"

Zhang San: "......"

Some things from the bark were brought, but they were not brought to eat, Wang Yang directly took a clay tablet. There are many things drawn on it, and there are several steps in total.

"Call me every time you complete a big step, and as for how many people you want to do, you decide for yourself."

After speaking. Got into the mysterious house again.

Zhang San had no choice but to do as he said, grinding the bark and trunk into fine powder and washing them. Salvage, oversteamed. Beat it again into a pulp, then take a very thin plank. Pick up a little pulp and let it dry.

Except for the first and last steps, which are constant, the other steps of these processes are constantly changing.

That's right, Wang Yang is making paper, but he only knows about empty shelves and has not experimented, so in the process of papermaking, he spent a lot of time trying.

I finally succeeded several times, but the result was black paper, and I couldn't make it into a blank paper no matter what I did.

Looking at the crumpled black paper, Wang Yang really didn't dare to use it, so he burned it all.

He knew that there must be something wrong with the step, could it be that there was also a bleaching process? Or is it a matter of material?

So he began to use materials like crazy, using only the trunk, not the bark, and then adding white and tender bagasse, which is good fiber.

As a result, he really made paper! No lie! It's very close to the kind of straw paper of very poor quality, but it is very unsuitable for writing, and it is pitted, and it looks like the surface of the moon.

These straw papers can still be used to wipe the buttocks, and it is very important to pay attention to hygiene.

He divided it up and told them that after they pooped, they should wipe it clean with paper and sweat, whatever you want.

This batch of straw paper did not last long before it was used up, and Wang Yang continued his papermaking business.

He still carried out different material combinations, different proportions, different procedural sequences, three different, and kept him busy until the sky was dark, and the sun and moon were dark.

He made paper so much that he saw an old aunt walking in the distance, and he felt very familiar, but he didn't know who it was, so he asked the people around him.

"Who is that old aunt? Why can't I remember? I seem to have seen her, do you know her? ”

The people next to him immediately accompanied him to meditate and think, yes, who is it, I haven't seen it, and finally shook his head helplessly.

Suddenly, Wang Yang hugged the old aunt and called out happily: "Mom......"

Good guy, I finally didn't forget my biological mother.

Really, Wang Yang can't be blamed for this, his mother has not had a close relationship with him for a long time, there are many people, and there is no contact.

It's not that he ignores his mother, it's that he doesn't care about him.

After months of frantic research, the paper was finally made by Wang Yang in the most stupid way.

It's not how powerful he is, it's still because of the strength of the people, the ancients had to live, and they had to support their families to live, so they didn't have time to spend time doing this kind of work.

Who is Wang Yang? Wang Yang is an emperor-like existence! As soon as he gave the order, everyone had to help him make paper.

I did more than a dozen different experiments in one day, extremely fast, and experienced the painful lessons of countless failures, Wang Yang absorbed experience in a fast pace, and finally became a successful.

He jumped to his feet with joy, and he was happy to be a "mother" for the first time! And immediately got into his big house......

Within two days, he found Zhang San again, to make a pen, the material used in the brush is quite simple, which can be processed with fiber, and even simpler, directly use wild boar hair.

Didn't you raise a bunch of wild boars here in the forest a few years ago? There must be hundreds of them at this point, right?

Shave them all for me! I don't even want hair, why do they still have so much hair? It's dirty!

So, the wild boars ran naked......

With a pen and white paper, what you need now is ink, and there are many materials for making ink, so if you don't pursue quality, just find a black tree, and use a pine tree if you don't pursue quality.

Wang Yang doesn't have pine trees here, what does he use?

Nothing, didn't he make black paper before?

That's because he doesn't have enough skills, but now it seems that failure also has the benefit of failure, and without saying a word, he found Zhang San again.

"What, give me a few more pounds of bark!"

Zhang San: "......"

The black bark is ground into a powder, which is very fine, and when mixed with water, it becomes black water, which can be used directly.

The effect is not good, and the black ink often does not come out.

What does that mean? That is to say, if you put the brush in the black water and suck it, the brush will be full, but the water that is absorbed will not appear when it is written on the white paper.

You see magical, right? Wang Yang had the urge to drink the basin of black water at that time, fool me, what is this?

Fortunately, he figured it out, the water just looked black, and I was afraid that it couldn't melt the powder.

Wang Yang put it on the pot rack and boiled it, thinking if it could be melted.

Later, he found that the effect was not good, and he was not discouraged, thinking that the ink should not be thick enough, so he added ingredients to it, and found a lot of materials, egg whites, egg yolks, and occasionally flour.

Well, black pudding......

After failing, I tried other methods, secreted resin and added it, and it was done!

Sure enough, no matter how good the password is, it can't withstand the scrutiny of being willing to spend time and spend money.

But he was not satisfied with this, he began to refine color materials, extract pigments, and open a dye vat.

It's very simple, take a bunch of leaves, grind them directly into juice, which is green pigment, take some red mud, and a little water, which is pulp red pigment.

And so on, and so on, these things are not for adults, and adults already have adjectives for color, and they don't need them.

He gave it to Li Si, so that Li Si and the "teacher" he selected could be used to enlighten the children, and sure enough, with these, the children's ability to learn painting and communicate has greatly increased.

This time, he really intends to make a textbook.

I've been thinking about it for a long, long, long time, but I haven't come up with a clue, why? Because he didn't know how to organize the lessons, which ones were the first lessons and which ones were the second lessons.

Looking at the things on the clay tablets, he was in a trance for a while, and then full of irritability.

I had no choice but to send the pen and paper down, and first produce some exam papers for everyone to take the exam.

The original competition was also directly replaced by the exam, Wang Yang sent the paper down, and then collected it for correction and correction. The first place in each group is still awarded according to the old rules.

The crowd also changed from sitting on the ground and writing on clay to sitting on a table, picking up a brush and staining it in black "ink" for the exam.

Wang Yang felt quite relaxed because he only took the Chinese test once a month, and the mathematics test was every day.

His work has also become regular, and he finished the seven-day test paper in one day, of course, he is not stupid, after writing one, he handed it over to Li Si and asked him to find someone to copy hundreds of copies on his behalf.

Li Si hated Arabic numerals.

On this day, there was a new discovery on the side of the copper mine, and they found hemp, marijuana that could be used to make sackcloth.

Wang Yang was stunned for a moment, this time he was so desperate that he couldn't leave.

There are so many uses for marijuana, this thing can be used as a crow...... Tablets can also be used as anesthetics, or they can be used to weave cloth, which is indeed useful.

Let's not talk about the bad aspects, but the good aspects must be affirmed.

For Wang Yang, marijuana is not used as a cloth, but as a medicine.

Even if it is marijuana with many drawbacks, he plans to take it and take care of it.

He was going to go over and see how marijuana was made. (To be continued......)