Song Mingshan finally helped Qi Lele cut the bamboo shoots, he had good knife skills, and after a piece of knife light, the bamboo shoots were cut evenly and thickly, which was exactly the effect Qi Lele wanted.

Martial arts skills are really amazing!

After the bamboo shoots are cut, they should be boiled with water and salt for a while, and when they are cooked, they should be scooped up immediately and put in cold water to rinse and cool down, and then drain the water.

Dozens of bamboo shoots, just boiling water and cooking took a lot of effort.

But Qi Lele is energetic, Xie Zi'an is also willing to fight, as for Song Mingshan, he tried to reduce his sense of existence, and he didn't say a word.

By the time everything was done, it was already after dark.

Qi Lele couldn't help but explain: "Fresh bamboo shoots will grow old for a day, so they have to be dealt with in time."

"It's okay, dig less next time, let's dry slowly."

Qi Lele pursed his lips and smiled: "It's just a while, in a few days, the bamboo shoot will be old, and it's time for it to grow into bamboo."

Xie Zi'an also smiled a little: "If Madam likes it, dig some more and come back in the next few days."

Qi Lele refused without thinking about it: "It's not easy to go to the mountain last time, forget it, everyone has a lot of things to do recently."

While chatting, the two spread all the drained bamboo shoots on the bamboo plaque, put them in a cool and ventilated place, and waited for Ming'er to take them outside to dry.

After finishing these, it's time to add mulberry leaves to silkworms and change silkworm plaques.

After two molts, the size of the silkworm baby is obviously a lot bigger, the body is white and tender, round, eating mulberry leaves, rustling sound is endless.

Qi Le was happy to see Xie Zi'an looking attentive, and said with a smile: "Don't you feel that silkworm raising is particularly rewarding?"

"A sense of accomplishment?"

"It's just that I feel very satisfied in my heart, feeding them from such a small little bit to being as white and fat as they are now."

Xie Zi'an tasted the product and said with a smile, "There is indeed a little."

Song Mingshan has not been able to succeed Su Yi for a long time, and he can't experience this state of mind.

However, he likes to watch silkworms eat mulberry leaves, and after a few bites, the leaf is obviously missing, which is quite interesting.

After finishing all this, it was already late, and after the three of them washed up, they went back to their rooms to sleep.

The next day, a group of people began to work on the drifting pond.

Qi Lele picked up some thin branches and arranged them neatly according to the ones in the documentaries he had seen before: "Take a part of the bamboo, place the bamboo in the pond like this, then fill it with water and soak it for 100 days."

This is not difficult, and I immediately planned to move the bamboo in a hurry, but I was stopped by the people next to me, and I didn't see that the young lady hadn't finished speaking?

"As for the other part of the bamboo, first peel off the outer layer of skin and then cut it into slices. When you turn around, you have to put it in the pond, but it's just a layer of bamboo, a layer of lime, and so on. Finally, we have to bring in spring water to soak in it."

After speaking, Qi Lele stood up and said with a smile: "That's all for the time being, I have to work hard for everyone next."

When the people replied, they scattered and began to work.

Thinking that he would draw mountain spring water later, Song Mingshan divided a group of people to dig a ditch to facilitate the diversion of water into the pond later.

It was easy to stack the whole bamboo, and two people jumped into the pond, and the people above handed them bamboo one by one, and put a few horizontally and a few vertically, and so on, and soon a pile was piled up.

The pond is not small, it is oval-shaped, and one pond can hold about two piles of bamboo.

Qi Lele and Xie Zi'an looked at it for a while, then turned to the other side, obviously they were in a little trouble.

I saw Wang Sanma holding his breath in a deep voice, then jumped up and slashed down at the bamboo erected on the ground, the action was crisp and neat, and the bamboo skin fell in response.

Someone immediately leaned over to take a look at it and shook their heads, "You can't do it either! It's so thick!"

"Get out of the way, I'll try."

Wang Sanma put away his sword and stood aside, and the next person stepped forward with a knife.

But in a few moments, there are already several

The human peel failed, either too thick or too thin, and one person's knife even pressed against the bamboo skin, but it did not cut.

Qi Lele: "......"

I suspect you're showing off your skills!

"That's not how bamboo skin is cut!"

Jing Yanjing, who had just followed Su Zhengtao, stepped forward and stopped everyone's moves.

He pulled out the bamboo that was inserted in the ground, first went to cut a few thick branches nearby and built a simple shelf, put the bamboo on it, and then took a short knife, and from this end to that end, he slipped the bamboo skin in three or two strokes.

Crowd: "......"

This is a job, but if there is one of them who knows a little carpentry, it will not be like this!

Qi Lele looked at everyone's expressions, held back a smile, and silently pulled Xie Zi'an away.

Su Zhengtao saw enough of the excitement, followed them, and said, "The lime has been sent over this morning, I asked them to put it outside my courtyard, and if it is needed later, I will bring someone to pull it over."

"We'll have to wait until everyone has cut the bamboo into slices before we use it, so let's wait and see."

Obviously, Qi Lele underestimated these people, and with Jing Yanjing as a demonstration, everyone was extremely efficient, peeling and slicing, and a small pile was processed in a short time.

By the time all the bamboos had been processed, it was just past noon.

The lime has been pulled, and when the bamboo is sliced, it is ready to be put into the pond.

Qi Lele said: "One hundred catties of bamboo, about ten catties of lime, let's estimate it."

Hearing this, the rigorous Jing Yanjing was stunned and went back to get the rod scale, weighed the bamboo and lime before starting to work.

First spread a layer of bamboo, sprinkle a layer of lime, then spread a layer of bamboo, then sprinkle a layer of lime, and so on until the pond is spread to the fullest.

When all the bamboos have been disposed of, the dug ditch is completely dug through, and the spring water trickles down and slowly flows into the pond.

The pond in which the whole bamboo was put was fine, but the lime-covered pond instantly became muddy.

Someone asked, "Is this going to take three months?" What if it rains?"

This question really asked Qi Lele's knowledge blind spots, and she didn't seem to mention it in the documentary she watched.

Seeing her expression change slightly, Xie Zi'an said, "A pond covered with lime, one in the open air, and the other with a grass hut."

Everyone answered, and they were busy preparing to build a straw hut.

Qi Lele secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, everyone acted according to orders and would not get to the bottom of it, otherwise she would really be asked.