Yan Yu has a handle, and the movement of making paper pulp is more smooth.

Scoop it up from the top, take it from the bottom, and the pulp can basically cover the entire bamboo curtain.

She removed the thin strips of wood on both sides, leaving neat openings at the edges, and quickly printed them towards the slate, gently and soothingly, lowering the bamboo curtain from one side and spreading it to the other.

The entire bamboo curtain is attached to the stone slab.

Carefully uncovered, the pulp and the bamboo curtain are separated.

Yan Yu held his breath and unveiled it in slow motion.

The pulp was left on the slate, fitting perfectly and without any fault.

Yan Lao Er smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth, and Li Xuemei also curled the corners of her mouth.

Qi Wu felt that everything was shocked, this ...... It is...... Paper?

With a relatively perfect success, Yan Yu took advantage of the victory to pursue.

The bamboo curtain danced flexibly in her hands.

Layers of pulp are stacked together, and the edges are a little jagged, unskillful, and not aligned.

There is not much paper discarded in their house, put it in their pockets, throw it into the river water and wash it day and night, and inevitably take away some of it.

Yan Yu adhered to the principle of not wasting them, and scooped them all up as much as he could.

When she finally stopped, Yan Lao Er twisted his head, looking at it so intently that his neck stiffened.

"After that, it's the press paper out of the water." Yan Yu's last curtain was still left on top.

In order to press it more evenly, she didn't use her hands, but took the wooden board that she kneaded at home, and after placing it vertically, she pressed hard, pressed!

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Streams of water flow out from all directions.

Yan Yu retracted his strength.

After thinking about it, I came again.

This time, there was very little water to come out of.

Estimating that it was about the same, he took away the planks and Yan Yu looked at their changes again.

It was still pulp just now, but now it looks like wet paper.

The next step is to unwrap the paper.

There are only four very simple words on the bamboo slip - gently lift and uncover slowly.

Yan Yu felt that if he uncovered it now, it would be very difficult to walk to the distance of the fire wall with it, so it was better to move them closer and uncover them and post a sheet.

She just wanted to move, but remembered that Fifth Uncle Qi was still here.

"Fifth Uncle Qi, can you help me move this slate over there?" She pointed in the direction of the wall of fire.

Qi Wu nodded, his expression was very solemn.

He stretched out his arms and lunged down, lifting the stack of slate with paper in a flat position, always moving at a constant level.

Yan Yu: ......

Don't be so careful.

But the first time she did it, all the experience was accumulating, and the next time she knew that she should move the previous process closer to the wall of fire, saving the effort of moving.

Master Lu's work is very meticulous, the wall is very smooth, Yan Yu plans to make paper, and when she plans to build a fire wall, she will also pick them to build a fire wall, and now every fire wall in her house should meet the standards that can be sticker.

Cocking a side with her little finger, she began to slowly peel off the paper.

This piece of paper, the pulp is a little thin, no matter how careful she is, she still breaks it and breaks it in the middle.

Yan Yu pursed her lips and posted this half on the wall.

It can't be wasted, and half a sheet can be used.

She had to reopen it from the other end, and when she did, there was a crooked gap between the two halves, facing each other.

Li Xuemei took out a homemade brush and brushed it gently, trying to make every part of the paper fit the wall of fire and fit it tightly.

Yan Yu didn't rush to uncover the second one and watch her mother brush the paper.

The brush was made from her father's horsetail, about two inches long, and was directly wrapped together with strands of thread to form a round two-sided brush.

One side has longer hairs and the other side is shorter.

The walls of fire are burned in advance, the temperature is controlled, and the temperature is moderate.

As soon as the paper was on the wall, there was a gradual change that was visible to the naked eye.

The water is evaporating and the paper is drying.

This change is undoubtedly welcome.

Yan Yu laughed slowly.

Energetically, the remaining paper was uncovered little by little and pasted on the wall.

The paper was uncovered smoothly and was almost undamaged.

The places where Yan Yu could reach the fire wall were all pasted, and Yan Lao Er joined the ranks of helpers, although he was not very tall, but at least, he was taller than his daughter.

In the end, Qi Wu also helped.

He didn't want to, but who called him the highest here.

When the last piece of paper is pasted to the wall of fire.

Yan Yu spontaneously felt a strong sense of achievement.

She held her little hands behind her back, from left to right, from right to left, and looked at the paper she had made.

Slowly discovered the problem.

The paper dried, and it already had a rough appearance.

The most suitable thickness of the pulp is not the appearance of the entire bamboo curtain at the beginning, but when the pulp is slightly thick in the middle and late sections.

This level of paper is closest to the paper commonly used in his home.

Yan Yu, on the other hand, likes the thickness of the middle and early sections, which is closer to modern paper, and writes with charcoal, which should be better, without worrying about cutting the paper too hard.

The thickest ones can be used as skins.

The thin ones, hey, hey, hey!

They can finally produce their own paper, and they no longer have to worry about running out of rolling paper, and face the tangle of whether to use bamboo again.

According to the bamboo slips, the step of the fire wall is called baking paper.

The time of baking paper should not be too long, otherwise it is easy to wrinkle and become brittle.

The baked paper should also be placed on the paper drying rack for ventilation for a few days.

A few poles were put up, and a simple shelf was immediately formed.

Instead of peeling off the paper in the order of the stickers, they took the paper down in order from thin to thick and put it on the shelves one by one.

"Do you have to wait any longer? I think it can be used now. Yan Lao Er touched the thin ones.

"Wait a little longer, Dad, don't rush these days." Yan Yu is rarely able to endure temperament.

This is her painstaking work, and each one is copied out by her two little arms holding a bamboo curtain to make paper.

Who does it, who knows, your arms are sore, okay?

Mama Rong happened to come over to greet them for dinner.

Qi Wu ran away like a fire behind his buttocks.

Yan Lao Er was not hungry after eating late last time, so he said that he didn't eat lunch, thought about it, and followed Qi Wu to his house.

"Second Brother Yan, my family meal is ready." Qi Wu said with a serious face.

Yan Laoer: ......

I'm not here to get you back to my house for dinner, don't be afraid.

Master Lu took over the work of building the house of the Qi family, and after obtaining the consent of Yan Laoer, he sent his nephew over to make a repair for the part that Qi Da and they built themselves.

These three brothers spared no effort to build a house for their own family, and the foundation was strong, but the leveling was a little poor, and it was not smooth.

You have to find a level first, and then you can lay bricks on it.

"I'll come and see if there's anything I can do to help."

In fact, Yan Lao Er wanted to make a good plan for the Qi family.

For example, the cellar can be as big as it can be, and if it can't be big, dig both.

Qi Wu's carpentry craft is the only one in their village, so it's best to get a workshop for him and enjoy the treatment of the whole village's 'sole pet'.

Ahem, the main thing is that if it's too cold in winter, you can't work in the yard, there is a house, burn the fire wall, and how good it is for the cat to beat wood at home.

Instead of going outside to buy furniture, Yan Lao Er was more willing to let his brother earn money for his family.

Don't be cheap outsiders.

Look at the life of the salted fish family.8.2... m。 ：