Now that Yan Yu has a handle, the movement of making paper pulp becomes smoother.
Scoop it from the top and scoop it from the bottom, and the paper pulp can basically cover the entire bamboo curtain.
She removed the thin wooden strips on both sides, leaving neat openings at the edges, and quickly and accurately stamped them on the stone slab. With gentle and soothing movements, she lowered the bamboo curtain from one side and spread it flat to the other side.
The entire bamboo curtain is attached to the stone slab.
Carefully open it a little, and the paper pulp is separated from the bamboo curtain.
Yan Yu held his breath and unveiled it in slow motion.
The paper pulp was left on the slate, completely attached and flawless.
Yan Laoer smiled so hard that his teeth disappeared, and Li Xuemei also curled up the corners of her mouth.
Qi Wu felt that everything was shocking. This...is...paper?
After a relatively perfect success, Yan Yu pursued the victory.
The bamboo curtain danced flexibly in her hands.
The layers of paper pulp are stacked together, and the edges are a little uneven, which is due to lack of skill and lack of alignment.
Their family didn't have much discarded paper. They put it in their pockets and threw it into the river, washing it day and night, and inevitably took away some of it. The pulp was limited, and when they were fished out, the color was already much lighter than before.
Based on the principle of not wasting, Yan Yu scooped up all of them as much as possible.
When she finally stopped, Yan Laoer turned his head, looking so intently that his neck became stiff.
"Then the paper is pressed and the water comes out." Yan Yu's last curtain is still on top.
In order to press it more evenly, she did not use her hands, but took her dough kneading board, placed it vertically, and pressed hard!!!
Waves of water flowed out from all directions.
Yan Yu withdrew her strength.
After thinking about it, I did it again.
This time there was very little water.
After guessing that they were about the same, Yan Yu took the wooden boards away and looked at their changes.
It was pulp just now, but now it looks like wet paper.
The next step is to peel off the paper.
There are only four simple words on the bamboo slips - lift lightly and uncover slowly.
Yan Yu felt that if he uncovered it now, it would be difficult to carry it to the distance of the fire wall. It would be better to move them closer and uncover them one by one.
Just as she was about to move, she remembered that Uncle Qi Wu was still here.
"Uncle Qi Wu, can you help me move this stone slab over there?" She pointed in the direction of the fire wall.
Qi Wu nodded, his expression very solemn.
He stretched his arms flat, squatted down in a lunge, and lifted the pile of slates with papers in a horizontal position, always keeping a still level, and moving over at a constant speed.
Yan Yu:……
Don't be so careful.
However, this was the first time she was doing it, and she was accumulating experience. The next time she did it, she would know that she should move the previous process closer to the fire wall to save the effort of moving.
Master Lu's work is very meticulous and the walls are very smooth. After Yan Yu plans to make paper, she will also pick them when they are building fire walls. At present, every fire wall in her house should meet the standards for stickers.
She lifted one edge with her little finger and began to slowly peel off the paper.
The pulp of this first piece of paper was a bit thin, so no matter how careful she was, it still tore open and broke in the middle.
Yan Yu pursed her lips and posted the half on the wall.
Don't waste it, half of it can be used.
She had to peel it off again from the other end. After peeling it off, 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 fire wall tightly.
Yan Yu was not in a hurry to reveal the second picture and watched her mother brush the paper.
The brush was made from a horse tail saved by her father. I cut it off about two inches long and directly tied the strands together with thread to form a round double-sided brush.
One side has longer hair, one side has shorter hair.
The fire wall is burned in advance, the temperature is controlled, and the temperature is moderate.
As soon as the paper was put on the wall, it gradually began to undergo changes that were visible to the naked eye.
The water is evaporating and the paper is drying.
This change is undoubtedly welcome.
Yan Yu slowly laughed.
I enthusiastically peeled off the remaining paper bit by bit and pasted it on the wall.
The paper was removed very smoothly from the back with almost no damage.
Every place Yan Yu could reach on the fire wall was covered with stickers, and Yan Laoer joined in to help. Although he was not that tall, at least he was taller than his daughter.
At the end, Qi Wu also started to help.
He didn't want to at first, but who calls him the tallest here?
When the last piece of paper is posted on the fire wall.
Yan Yu suddenly felt a strong sense of accomplishment.
She held her little hands behind her back and looked carefully at the papers she made from left to right and from right to left.
Slowly the problem was discovered.
The paper gradually dries and has a rough shape.
The most suitable thickness of the paper pulp is not when it is thick and covers the entire bamboo curtain at the beginning, but when the paper pulp becomes slightly lighter in the middle and later stages.
This level of paper is closest to the paper commonly used at home.
Yan Yu, on the other hand, likes the thickness of the middle and front section, which is closer to modern paper. It should be better to write with charcoal pen, as there is no need to worry about scratching the paper with too much force.
The sheets with the thickest pulp can be used as the original leather.
The thin ones, hehehe!
They can finally produce their own paper, so they no longer have to worry about running out of rolling paper or facing the dilemma of whether to use bamboo chips or not.
According to the bamboo slips, this step of making the fire wall is called paper baking.
The baking time should not be too long, otherwise it will easily wrinkle and become brittle.
The baked paper should be placed on a paper drying rack to ventilate for a few days.
Put up a few poles, and a simple shelf is ready in no time.
Instead of peeling off the paper in the order of the stickers, they took off the paper in order from thinnest to thickest and put them on the shelf one by one.
"Do you still need to wait? I think you can use it now." Yan Laoer touched the thin ones.
"Wait a little longer, Dad, don't be impatient for a few days." Yan Yu rarely had the patience to be patient.
This is her painstaking work. Each piece was copied out by holding up the bamboo curtain with her two little arms.
Who knows who did it? My arms are sore.
Grandma Rong happened to come over to greet them for dinner.
Qi Wu looked like there was fire burning behind his buttocks, and he ran away in a hurry.
Yan Laoer had eaten late last time and was still not hungry, so he said he would not have lunch. After thinking about it, he followed Qi Wu to his house.
"Brother Yan, my meal is ready." Qi Wu said seriously.
Yan Laoer:......
I'm not here to catch you and bring you back to my house for dinner, don't be afraid.
Master Lu took over the job of building the house for the Qi family, and after obtaining Yan Laoer's consent, he sent his nephew over to repair the part that Qi Da and the others had built themselves.
The three brothers spared no effort in building their own house. The foundation was solid, but the leveling was a bit uneven.
It needs to be leveled first before bricks can be laid.
"I came over to see if I can help."
In fact, Yan Laoer wanted to make a good plan for the Qi family.
For example, as for the cellar, make it as big as you can, but dig two if it can't.
Qi Wu's carpentry skills are unique to Xie Zi in their village. It would be best to set up a workshop for him so that he can enjoy the treatment of being the "unique favorite" in the village.
Ahem, the main reason is that if it’s too cold in winter, I can’t work in the yard. It would be great to have a house with a fire wall and Mao Dong to cut wood at home.
Rather than buying furniture from outside, Yan Laoer would rather let his brother earn money from his family.