Yuzi looked at her in surprise, "Xiaoqing, it turns out you have used something like this before!"
"No, I haven't made it before." Yao Xiaoqing, who was lying with his eyes open, picked up the bamboo curtain and continued making paper without changing his expression.
Douzi looked at it for a while and said worriedly: "Xiaoqing, there are more than a hundred people in our tribe, how can we use so little paper?"
Yao Xiaoqing thought for a moment, looked at the two of them and said with a smile: "Don't worry about this. There are so many barks on the mountain. We can make as much paper as we want. The collection team is not busy now, so I will just start from the collection team.
I will allocate four people to you two, and you and Yuzi will be the team leaders of the paper workshop and lead them to make paper."
"Also, while the weather is still warm, get some more bark and soak it. Remember to pick up some paper mulberry seeds and sprinkle them at the foot of the mountain and halfway up the mountain near our tribe, so that you don't have to travel that far in the future."
The two said in unison: "Okay, we promise to do a good job."
Taro looked at it for a while, then ran back and brought a woolen brush for wall painting, "Xiao Qing, I think this stuff is similar to the oyster ash used for wall painting. I'll try it by dipping the brush into the powder on the slate."
Yao Xiaoqing nodded, "Okay! Just try it!"
Taro scooped some paper pulp into a wooden basin, dipped a brush in the paper pulp, and applied a thin layer on the stone slab. After drying, it was peeled off, and it was almost the same as wet paper picked up from a bamboo curtain.
Yao Xiaoqing felt that this was much more convenient, "I'll pound the taro and paper pulp later. You can first lift up the pile of paper and put it on the stone board to dry. Be gentle with your gestures and slowly uncover it, otherwise it will break."
Beans, lower the fire, don't burn the paper."
"Hey!" The two of them responded crisply.
The three of them worked hard all day and made three baskets of paper. When they were about to finish work, Yao Xiaoqing thought that the weather was getting colder, so after covering the windows with animal skins, the room was dark in broad daylight, so he copied dozens more thick sheets.
Some window paper.
Yuzi pointed at the window paper, "Xiaoqing, why are those papers so thick?"
Yao Xiaoqing smiled and said: "These are used to paper the windows."
Douzi asked, "Why is it so sticky?"
"Boil some paste and brush it on the window and door frames and it will become sticky."
"What is glutinous rice paste?"
Yao Xiaoqing, "..."
Yao Xiaoqing picked out dozens of relatively well-proportioned pieces of paper and put them aside for other uses. He took two people with him to use bamboo knives to cut several baskets of paper into A5 paper sizes and put them into backpacks.
Some.
After the three of them finished their work, they carried the basket back to Yao Xiaoqing's house, "You two go back and wash up, and make all the rest tomorrow."
The two of them smiled and responded: "I know."
When Yao Xiaoqing came out of the wash, she saw Yao Hu entering the yard and stepped forward with a smile, "Father, let me show you something."
Yao Hu looked at his smiling face and said happily: "What good thing have you done?"
Yao Xiaoqing proudly took out a piece of paper and put it on the table, "Father, look, I made this with taro and beans."
Yao Hu picked up the paper on the table, touched it a few times, and looked at her in surprise, "Is it made of that bark? How did the bark become so white?"
"Yes, it is made of paper bark. It turns white because of the addition of lime." Yao Xiaoqing looked at him with a smile, "Father, you can write the words I teach you on the paper in the future.
."
"Hey!" Yao Hu looked at Yao Xiaoqing proudly and wanted to reach out to rub her round head. Looking at his daughter who had grown to his shoulders, he retracted his hand and said with a smile, "My Xiaoqing is really capable.
, he grew up so quickly.”
Yao Xiaoqing looked at him, "When I grow up, I will be your daughter too!"
Yao Hu nodded happily, feeling both happy and sad at the same time, "How happy your mother must be!"
Yao Xiaoqing looked at Yao Hu's sad look and felt a little distressed. He thought for a moment and said, "Father, we can worship my mother and brother on a specific day and tell them our current situation to make them feel at ease.
"
Yao Hu's eyes lit up after hearing this, "Is it okay?"
Yao Xiaoqing nodded solemnly, "Yes! Why can't you worship your relatives?"
"Okay!" Yaohu rubbed his hands excitedly, "When the autumn is over and the first snow falls, you will teach us how to worship."
Yao Xiaoqing said softly: "Yes! Father, I have boiled hot water. You go and wash your face. Let's go to the cafeteria for dinner."
"Hey!" Yao Hu walked away briskly.
Yao Hu carried the basket, and Yao Xiaoqing carried the window paper to the canteen.
Taro Zi smiled and greeted her, "Xiao Qing, everyone doesn't believe it. We made paper from tree bark, as white as white clouds."
Yao Hu smiled and said: "Don't worry, Taro, everyone will believe it after seeing it."
"Well!" Yuzi proudly pointed to the window paper that Yao Xiaoqing was holding, "Amu, Sister Hua, come and see, what is Xiaoqing holding?"
Everyone gathered around, and Shan Amu picked up one and said, "Xiao Qing, is it really made of tree bark?"
Yao Xiaoqing smiled and nodded, "Yes, take these papers and put some in every yard, so everyone can use them sparingly!"
"It would be a pity to wipe your butt with such a good thing," Shan Amu said with a distressed look on his face.
Taro pulled her and said, "Amu, don't feel bad. The bark of paper mulberry is everywhere. We have enough strength to peel it off and make paper."
Shan'am smiled and nodded, "Okay, there's nothing to do now. Let's peel off the bark of the mulberry tree tomorrow."
Yao Xiaoqing said to Yao Hu: "Father, we have to ask Uncle A Chong to lead people to build a papermaking workshop at the foot of the mountain."
Yao Hu nodded, "Okay, let them continue building the workshop tomorrow."
After dinner, Yun Amu made paste and took the women to paper up the windows in the courtyard.
The women looked at the papered windows with smiles on their faces, "It looks so beautiful! It looks better than wearing an animal skin!"
The next day, the sky was overcast and the north wind was blowing.
When Yao Xiaoqing came back from practicing Kung Fu, he happened to see Yao Hu going to the Qingshan tribe and hurriedly called him, "Father, please tell Jiang Li and ask him to come over and help."
Yao Hu smiled and said, "What can he help you with?"
"You'll know when we do it."
Seeing her mysterious look, Yao Hu smiled and left.
Yao Xiaoqing went to the kiln at the foot of the mountain and saw taro and beans making paper.
Taro Zi laughed when he saw her, "Xiao Qing, paper is so useful. Big Tree Mother took them to the mountain to peel bark. We will go after we finish this."
Yao Xiaoqing smiled and nodded, "Okay! Once the paper is done, I will teach you how to write your names when we stay at home for the winter. At that time, we will record the names of everyone in the Yaoshan tribe so that future generations can
He also knows us."
The two looked at her curiously, "Can our children's children also remember us?"
Yao Xiaoqing smiled and nodded, "Yes!" She thought that the names in the tribe should be standardized. Girls, women, and old ladies must be distinguished. Otherwise, Yaya who is several years old will also call that woman, how many years old.
So does the ten-year-old Eminem.
The two of them happily responded: "Xiaoqing, we will definitely learn from you."