Jin Huang didn't know whether he recognized her or not. He turned around as he walked and accidentally stepped on a pit, causing him to fall and gnaw on the mud.
Yun Mo: "..."
It’s okay if she didn’t see it. If she did, she should still care about him. After all, he was her cousin in name only.
Yun Mo stepped forward and pulled up Huang Jin who was lying on the ground.
"Are you OK?"
Huang Jin looked at her blankly and said nothing.
The streets in the town are not as clean as in the city. The ground is covered with dust. When Gold fell, he was covered in dust and even his face was rubbed a lot.
Yun Mo was considering whether to send the other party home, but Huang Jin shouted "Mom" behind her.
Yun Mo turned around and saw Song Tingfeng at a glance.
When she saw Yun Mo, Song Tingfeng was stunned for a moment, then walked forward with a smile on her face, "Look at my look, I almost didn't recognize it. Yun Mo, when did you come back? Why didn't you come to sit at home?"
ah?"
"Third aunt, I just came back yesterday."
Yun Mo said hello and then introduced Song Tingfeng to Lingchuan.
Song Tingfeng looked Lingchuan up and down, and smiled brightly, "Our Yunmo has a good taste. We have chosen such a good partner. He is tall, handsome, and handsome. I can't help but look at him."
like."
Yun Mo smiled, turned around and pointed at Huang Jin, "Third Aunt, Huang Jin fell down just now. Please take him home and change into clean clothes."
Seeing her son covered in gray, the smile on Song Tingfeng's face instantly disappeared, and she stepped forward and spanked her son twice on the buttocks.
"You debt collector, you only changed clean clothes in the morning, and you ended up like this in a long time. You don't have to pay for the washing powder!"
Huang Jin pursed his lips and refused to cry.
Song Tingfeng scolded her son a few words, then turned around and smiled at Yun Mo, "Yun Mo, you and Xiao Ling come to my house to sit down. We haven't seen each other for so long, let's have a chat."
"Third Aunt, we didn't prepare anything today. It's embarrassing to come here empty-handed. Let's go to you and Third Aunt to pay New Year's greetings in a few days."
Hearing this, Song Tingfeng burst into laughter and said, "Okay, that's it, I'll wait for you to come."
"Um."
After Song Tingfeng and her son walked away, Lingchuan asked in a low voice: "Daughter-in-law, you seem to dislike your second and third aunts very much?"
Yun Mo briefly told the story about how Yang Xinghua's leg was seriously injured and her life was in danger, but the two families refused to pay for Yang Xinghua's treatment.
"My two aunts are just like your ex-sister-in-law Li Li. They are selfish and only want to take advantage. I can't bear to deal with them."
When Li Li was mentioned, Lingchuan couldn't help but think of his elder brother Ling Jiang, "Daughter-in-law, I want to call back and give my elder brother a message."
Being reminded like this, Yun Mo also remembered that she had not yet reported that Xie Xia and Zeng Fang were safe.
After making the phone call, the two of them continued shopping in the town and bought some tobacco, wine, candies, etc., planning to take them to Peng Fang and Song Tingfeng to pay New Year greetings.
As a junior, she should have no lack of etiquette, but it is just superficial. She will not give away the good smoke and wine she brought back from Jiang City to outsiders.
After shopping, it was getting late, so the two of them went directly back to the blacksmith shop.
The owner of the iron shop was polishing the edge of a knife, and sparks flew everywhere. Yun Mo was afraid that her clothes would be burned, so she stood far away and did not dare to get close.
"It's almost done, please sit down for a while."
Seeing the two people coming in, the boss greeted them and then continued working with concentration.
Lingchuan moved a bench and sat side by side with Yunmo, waiting.
Time passed by minute by second, and when Yun Mo had grown accustomed to the harsh sound of sharpening the knife, the boss finally ended the work at hand.
Yun Mo stepped forward quickly, "Boss, are you ready?"
"It's almost done. I'll put the blade on first and you guys can try it."
How to try without bamboo silk?
Yun Mo turned to look at Ling Chuan, her voice not without annoyance, "I knew I should have brought some bamboo silk."
After listening to Yun Mo's words, the boss said casually: "It's not easy to get bamboo silk. When I install the blade, I will go outside and find some for you."
There is nothing else in Lu'an Town except moso bamboo. Almost every household can weave bamboo, so it is not difficult to find some bamboo filaments.
After installing the blade on the tool table, the boss turned around and went out to help them find bamboo wire.
Yun Mo bent over and looked at the tool table that she and Ling Chuan jointly designed with a curious look on her face.
The appearance of the tool table is similar to a guillotine. It is not the big guillotine that Bao Gong used to chop off criminals' heads, but something like a paper cutter.
Normally, the cutting edge of a guillotine is flat and sharp, but in the tool tables designed by Yunmo and Lingchuan, the guillotine part is not edged and cannot cut anything. Moreover, the guillotine and the groove of the guillotine are connected flatly, not overlapping.
There are five round holes of different sizes on the slot, and the edges of these round holes are ground into beveled edges.
Put the bamboo wire into these round hole grooves, close the guillotine, and pull hard, the bamboo silk will be scraped by the bevel blade of the round hole groove until it becomes as thin and smooth as iron wire.
Of course, this is just the idea of Yun Mo and Ling Chuan. Whether it can achieve the effect will only be known after trying it.
Not long after, the owner of the iron shop came back, holding a handful of bamboo wires of different thicknesses.
"Others are not that fine. I asked them to chop it open. It should be about the same."
Although she knew that her boss was so active just to make their business happen, Yun Mo still thanked him sincerely.
Next, is the important moment for transforming theory into practice.
Lingchuan selected a piece of bamboo wire, stuck it into a round hole slot with a matching diameter, put down the guillotine, held one end of the bamboo wire and pulled hard.
With a hissing sound, several thin bamboo waddings were pulled out from the guillotine and the slot.
Looking at the bamboo silk in Lingchuan's hand, the section that has been scraped by the round holes is thin and round, and the surface is very shiny.
Yun Mo and Ling Chuan looked at each other, and they both saw excitement and joy in each other's eyes.
It worked.
Next, Lingchuan tried several other bamboo filaments of different diameters. Except for the failure of the smallest round hole slot, everything else went very smoothly.
The bamboo shreds scraped out with this tool table are well-proportioned in size and have a smooth surface without any effort.
Even the blacksmith boss lamented that having this tool table would save a lot of work in scraping bamboo silk in the future.
After that, the blacksmith boss studied the smallest round hole slot. After repeated trials many times, he finally found that the cutting edge was too sharp.
When the bamboo silk becomes thin enough, it will become as fragile as hair. If you put it on a very sharp blade, it will not be easily cut.
Once you find the problem, improvements will be much easier.
The blacksmith boss used a sharpening awl to dull the smallest round hole slot, and then tried again.
This time the bamboo silk was not broken, but because the holes were blunt, the bamboo silk scraped out was not smooth, but had a lot of burrs.
After many adjustments and repeated attempts, it took nearly an hour to finally find the suitable blade thickness and inclination angle for the small round hole slot.