Lu Jiu thought about it for a while, and inserted two goose feathers into the hot sand, which was hardened, and it was just pulled out after cooling.

But it didn't take long for a burning smell to be heard.

"Auntie, did you fail?"

Lu Jiu's face suddenly felt a little unbearable: "No!" ”

She took out the goose feathers and found them burnt.

"Wait a minute, the sand is too hot!"

After waiting for a while, Lu Jiu inserted a few more goose feathers.

Didn't smell anything this time.

After the sand cooled, Lu Jiu plucked out the goose feathers, and the feather tube changed from transparent to opaque.

This step has finally succeeded.

This is done to increase the hardness to facilitate writing and to be less susceptible to corrosion.

The last step is to sharpen the nib.

Lu Jiu first cut a knife at the root of the feather to make a cut, cut out the shape of the nib, and then trimmed the edge of the hair with scissors, do not remove the flocculent inside, this is used to store ink, and finally draw a gap at the tip of the pen for ink.

Succeed with flying colors!

"Auntie, did you succeed?"

Lu Jiu snorted: "Of course it was successful!" ”

"How do you use this quill pen?"

"It's simple, I'll teach you."

Lu Jiu found the ink that was not used up last time, dipped it a little, and then wrote on the paper.

"Wow...... Really write the words! ”

"My aunt is awesome!"

Lu Jiu gave this quill to San Lang, gave him a few pieces of paper, and asked him to play with his brother and sister.

Why give it to San Lang, because San Lang is bold!

Paper is a precious thing that can only be used by readers, who dares to draw and play.

Anyway, Da Lang and Erlang don't dare.

Da Lang was not at home either, I heard that he went to the field with Lu Dachun.

Lu Jiu can now almost control 180°C, ensuring that it will not burn again.

So, she made the rest of the quill.

However, she still slapped her face.

Forty or fifty quills, or four or five are wasted.

Thankfully, no one saw it.

However, with more than 40 successes, Lu Jiu still has a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

It's really a generational progress.

After Lu Jiu finished making these quills, it was almost time for dinner.

The sweet potatoes will be harvested in two days, and now they are very tender, so the evening meal is boiled sweet potatoes and bud rice porridge, and the roast goose brought back by Lu Jiu is considered an additional meal.

The next day, as soon as the sky was bright, Lu Jiu went to the county seat.

She still wants to find Xu Zhiyuan and strive to eat this book all day today.

"Lord Xu, I'm here again!"

"Miss Lu."

Xu Zhiyuan was still the appearance of the humble gentleman, took the book in Lu Jiu's hand, and began to lecture.

That's right, it's a lecture.

Now Xu Zhiyuan not only reads the text, but can even say his own understanding, and many of his thoughts make Lu Jiu's eyes light up.

Lecture for half an hour, rest for a quarter of an hour.

Taking advantage of the break, Lu Jiu took out the quill.

"What is this?"

Xu Zhiyuan was a little surprised, feeling that Lu Jiu could always come up with new things, and he didn't get tired of yesterday's pencils.

"It's a quill pen, similar to a brush, it needs to be dipped in ink, and it can write more than 50 words at a time."

"So much?"

Xu Zhiyuan took the quill, he looked at the shape of this quill, it should be similar to the way he took a pencil, he dipped it in some ink and began to write.

"I can really write, but I'm a little uncomfortable."

Just when Lu Jiu was about to adjust his way of writing, a voice full of mockery came over: "I knew that you woman is a thief!" ”