Chapter 1153 Papermaking

Vincent immediately went out to cut down the tree, and Bai Qingqing and Moore began to process the bark.

The paper is so delicate that it is natural to crush the raw materials. The next steps were still uncertain, so Bai Qingqing only asked Moore to cut off one-third of the bark and chop it into pieces with a knife.

Bai Qingqing felt that the bark that was broken into soybean-sized pieces was not delicate enough, so she asked Moore to smash it flat with a stone. If it didn't work, I just put it on the stone mill and ground it into a paste like bean dregs.

Looking at such a slurry, Bai Qingqing was reluctantly satisfied.

At this time, Vincent also dragged back a small tree dozens of meters long from outside the city. Bai Qingqing immediately said: "Let's make the trunk like this."

"good."

Vincent quickly peeled off the bark and cut off a section of the trunk. While he was chopping the trunk into pieces, Moore was grinding the trunk pieces into pulp.

The ground pulp is much prettier than the bark, and exudes a faint scent of resin, which is actually somewhat appetizing.

However, thinking that the knife she had used to chop the wood had not been washed, Bai Qingqing touched her nose and finally did not let her curiosity control her to taste the tree pulp.

"What to do next?" Moore asked as he scraped the last bit of pulp from the grindstone into the bucket.

Bai Qingqing scooped up the tree pulp with a spoon and looked at it, frowning slightly.

Paper has been around since ancient times. What methods could have been used in ancient times? It's nothing more than steaming, cooking and baking, and the more troublesome thing is adding chemicals.

Bai Qingqing hopes it's the first one, but if it's the second one, she doesn't have no ideas.

It might be possible to add some adhesive material, but it's not known whether the result will be the same as modern paper.

After considering the four methods of steaming, boiling, roasting and drying, Bai Qingqing said: "Let's steam it first."

You can't boil it in water. If you dry it, it won't work now. You can try drying it.

If you bake it...the paper you usually use doesn't seem to have a burnt smell, but I'll give it a try.

"Vincent Curtis, you are responsible for steaming, and Moore and I will try baking again." Bai Qingqing said. She assigned herself and Moore together not because she liked him more, but because Curtis and Vincent Bemul was familiar with the stove, and Moore looked at ease with her.

All three of them knew it well and no one objected, so they started working.

The trunk pulp and bark pulp were mixed together. After stirring evenly, the two teams divided the original solution equally.

The big pot was given to Vincent and Curtis. Bai Qingqing and Moore made a small stove in the restaurant and put on the pan.

Moore was responsible for lighting the fire, and Bai Qingqing was responsible for holding the spoon... ah no, it was the kang paper.

When the bottom of the pot warmed her hands, Bai Qingqing poured a small spoonful of slurry into the pot and carefully spread it out like a pancake.

This is very difficult to do because there is no way to smooth out the paste. However, as the temperature rises, it does feel a little solid.

Bai Qingqing was overjoyed and said hurriedly: "I'll find a flat stone. You can light the fire carefully. Don't make it too big."

"I know." Moore looked at the fire seriously, bearing a heavy burden.

Bai Qingqing ran away quickly, looking everywhere anxiously. The more anxious she became, the less she could find anything suitable.

"How about this?" Parker's relaxed and smiling voice suddenly came from the side. Bai Qingqing looked up and saw a wooden disc, and her eyes suddenly showed surprise.

"Is it the tray for the family portrait?" Bai Qingqing ran over with a smile, grabbed the tray, turned it over and saw that it was indeed the base of the doll engraved on it.

Bai Qingqing happily ran to the backyard after getting the handy tool.