Because there are no modern tools for making paper at hand, Liu Feimeng only follows the most primitive methods.
The first step is to make pulp. She needs to use trees and grass to make paper. The first step is to chop the trees and grass into pieces, then steam them in a large pot until they are rotten, and then pour the steamed liquid out of the pot.
It is released, (these liquids are pulp), and then the pulp flows through special equipment and is ground even worse by the fibers in the pulp. Then, the pulp is processed with screening equipment, then bleached, and the pulp is washed clean.
Next, the pulped pulp is screened and slag-free and sprayed onto the surface of the paper. There is a vacuum box on the back of the paper that continuously absorbs the water in the paper, thereby slowly absorbing the liquid pulp into a material with a certain strength.
Wet paper. The wet paper is then squeezed by special rollers, and finally attached to the surface of many large iron and steel cylinders to be completely dried and rolled into large rolls.
Three hours later, finally, the first batch of paper in the other world was completed. Liu Feimeng held a roll of paper in both hands, with a smile of joy on his face.
She put everything back into the space ring again. After cleaning it up, she returned to the house with the roll of paper in hand. She made a rough estimate and found that the finished product this time was about 500 pieces. Each of these papers had 40 pieces.
Centimeter, although it is not as perfect as modern craftsmanship, it is relatively good, has little toughness, and the surface is very smooth. Liu Feimeng showed a satisfied smile.
Immediately, Liu Feimeng spread out all the papers and laid them flat on the table. He took out the paper cutter and cut the papers into suitable areas. Then he put away most of them, leaving about two hundred sheets on the table.
At this time, a servant happened to pass by her room, and she immediately called him, "Little brother, please bring me some pens, and by the way, ask Captain Qiudi and others to come over, okay?"
"Yes, Miss Liu, I'll go right away." The servant was stunned for a moment and then said immediately.
"Thank you." Liu Feimeng thanked her habitually.
The servant couldn't help feeling flattered when he heard this, and quickly said he didn't dare, and ran away as fast as he could. After a while, Qiudi took some brushes and ink in his hand, followed by all the people in the mercenary group. Even yesterday, he was still sick.
Mu Yin, who was unconscious, also came over with the support of his waiter and Qiu Danmo.
"Feimeng, I heard that you are looking for us, what's the matter?" Qiudi is a cheerful person. Just now Liu Feimeng asked her to call her by name, but she really changed her tune when they met.
"Let's talk after we come in first." Liu Feimeng smiled lightly and entered the house first.
"Muyin has saved Miss Liu's life. Muyin came here specifically to express her gratitude." Muyin walked forward and leaned down slightly, saying a little weakly, although Liu Feimeng had used kung fu to help him heal yesterday.
I tried to lower my body, but it only temporarily suppressed the condition and it was not cured. I would have to take medicine for a period of time to fully recover.
"I am a doctor, and it is my duty to save people. Why do you need to say thank you, Mr. Mu?" Liu Feimeng said lightly, "Mr. Mu is weak, so you should sit down and rest first."
"Thank you, Sister Liu." Mu Yin smiled reluctantly and sat down as instructed.
"Feimeng, what are these?" Keno and others had gathered around the table at some point and looked at the papers on the table, studying them curiously.