Chapter 577 Can This Thing Be Used for Writing? Far Worse than Ceramic Plates (2 in 1)

"Boom boom boom..."

There was a lot of thumping sounds in the Qingque tribe, and Han Cheng took a big tree stick and pounded vigorously at the stone mortar that had not been used for a long time after he got the water reel.

Instead of millet in the stone mortar, it is the retting bark that has been cut into sections.

Papermaking requires pulp. This is another message about papermaking that he got from his vague memory after thinking hard.

Since it is pulp, it is a big deal. If you think about the one or two unretting straw fibers that sometimes appear in the workbooks of later generations, you can roughly understand what needs to be done.

Grinding with a stone mill makes it easier to pulp things, but it is not suitable for grinding bark, because the bark tends to get stuck in it.

Or in the future, after the papermaking technology of the Qingque Tribe is more mature, it can be considered to improve the stone mill and create a stone mill specially used for grinding paper pulp.

Compared with grain, bark is not easy to pound.

After sweating all over, it took almost an hour for Han Cheng to pound it into something that could barely be called a pulp.

Because I was not familiar with it, things didn't go smoothly. After I finished it, I scratched my head and thought about it. I thought about the big pool in the simple illustration, and compared and associated it with the tofu grinding before. Han Cheng Finally, put the pounded bark into a large idle tank and soak it with water.

Then imitating the people in the illustrations, pretending to mess around for a while.

The crushed bark scattered into the water one after another, but there were a lot of things floating on the water.

This is old bark.

It is the hard outer layer of the bark.

When pounding the bark, Han Cheng pounded all the bark together. Compared with the inner bark, the outer one was much more difficult to pound.

So much so that there are still many lumps that have not been smashed.

Recalling the awkward scene when he wrote in the past where there were unmashed fibers, Han Cheng found a small piece of linen, tied it to a branch that nestled in a circle, and made a Simple net bag.

It is said to be a net bag, but in fact it looks not much different from a fly swatter that is not stretched too flat.

One is that Han Cheng's skills are limited, and the other is that the linen tribe is not very rich.

The piece Han Cheng was looking for was the scraps left over from making clothes. The materials used were too frugal, so it was naturally extremely difficult to make a pocket.

However, whether it is a net bag or a fly swatter, it is not a problem to fish out the scum floating on the surface of the water tank.

After fishing, when you look into the water tank again, it is much more pleasing to the eye.

The bark is made into pulp, and the next thing that needs to be done is how to make the pulp into paper.

Han Cheng, who is holding a fly swatter, is a bit difficult to stand here.

What exactly is that rectangular object in the hand of the ancient man in the picture?

How can pulp be turned into paper with that thing?

This is something Han Cheng has been thinking about for a while, but he has never thought about it.

The state in his head is not much different from the pulp vat now, it's all a ball of paste.

This is the case with many things. It is not difficult for those who meet, but not for those who are difficult. The so-called interlacing is like a mountain, that's it.

Turning pulp into paper, which seems insignificant in the eyes of an insider, is enough to make people lose their hair in the eyes of a layman like Han Cheng.

Have!

Han Cheng, who had been melancholy for a long time, suddenly became happy, and looked at the 'fly swatter' placed beside the water tank with piercing eyes.

It's not how good-looking the 'fly swatter' has become, but that some pulp was stuck on it at some point.

After seeing it, Han Cheng wanted to put it back into the water tank, but when he touched it, he was pleasantly surprised to find that it felt like paper...

"Hahaha……"

In the Qingque tribe, there was a burst of wild laughter, and Han Dashenzi, who was carrying a fly swatter, was extremely happy.

After laughing, he threw the fly swatter in his hand to the ground, and quickly ran to the place where the linen was stored.

They called a carpenter and someone who was proficient in sewing in the tribe. After a while of cutting and knocking, a rectangular thing with a length of 1.5 meters and a width of 80 centimeters appeared.

There are wooden frames on all sides, and a piece of linen is pulled in the middle. The style is a bit like the iron sieve used to sift sand when building houses in later generations.

This is what Han Cheng wanted to understand through the 'fly swatter'.

Holding the newly made equipment in both hands, Han Cheng went back to the side of the vat soaking in the pulp, put the suggested sieve-like thing aside and propped it up with something, and then began to use the 'fly swatter' to scoop up the pulp in the vat, slightly After the simmering water, put the paste on a simple sieve.

One piece after another.

After being confused for a while, Han Cheng stopped what he was doing, and frowned slightly again.

Because the pulp picked up from the water tank with a "fly swatter" is relatively flat, but when it is put on a simple sieve, it will easily become crumpled.

Moreover, the pieces of paper pulp the size of a fly swatter are not easy to connect together, and they will be easily disconnected.

After thinking for a while, Han Cheng suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his head.

He threw all the pulp covered on the simple sieve into the water tank, stirred it with a stick, and then filled it into the water tank with the simple sieve.

Don't use the 'fly swatter' procedure, just use it on the simple sieve.

After trying this way, I immediately felt that the effect was good. The fibers in the water were loose, and the thickness was easy to control. After getting out of the water, it was relatively smooth.

Moreover, the pulp attached to the sieve linen has become a whole, and things that are not even agglomerated will not happen again.

The only regret is that the simple sieve is too big and the water tank is too small, you can only put one end in it at a time, but you can make do with it.

Han Cheng put the simple sieve with a layer of pulp on the mouth of the water tank, and a little water slowly seeped out and fell into the water tank.

The late summer sun is still very hot, quickly evaporating the moisture on the pulp.

Han Cheng, who was looking forward to the appearance of the paper, ran here several times in a short time, and came to take a look once in a while.

As the water evaporates, the fibers stick together and become more familiar paper.

The reason why I say it is more familiar is because this thing is too rough.

Not to mention that a piece of paper can be thicker than twenty sheets of workbooks of later generations, it is still full of bumps and holes, and there are many fibers that have not been crushed.

These are not the most serious. The most serious thing is that there are many small black particles in it.

This is the outer layer of the bark that has been pounded.

The big pieces floating above were fished out by Han Cheng, but there was no way to get rid of the smaller ones that sank to the bottom.

Moreover, such a thick paper is relatively brittle. When Han Cheng lifted it from the simple sieve, he broke a corner without doing it properly.

But even so, Han Cheng smiled from ear to ear while holding this heinously rough paper that no one would want to sell as scrap in later generations.

Rough is a bit rough, but after all, it is the first piece of paper that appeared in the tribe, and it is very likely to be the first piece of paper in this world.

What it brings is a dawn, a dawn that can save people from that unspeakable pain.

The second largest magic stick in the tribe came over again, looked aside for a while, reached out to touch the paper, thought for a while, and finally started to ask aloud.

The witch's eyes are sharp, and he has seen all the behavior of the son of God these few days.

Judging from many previous experiences, it is obviously extremely important for the Son of God to take such a serious matter, and it has a great effect on the tribe.

It's just that when doing it this time, Shenzi didn't say what he was going to do, and Wu didn't ask.

Rather than directly asking about the results, Wu is more willing to use his own observation and wisdom to make guesses about the new things that the Son of God has created.

This is the characteristic of a wise man.

The results of his own guesses and what the Son of God said mutually confirmed each other. This kind of thing Wu never tires of, always finds it very interesting.

Especially when the result of his guess was the same as what Shen Zi said, Wu Neng was happy for several days.

Before asking, Wu already had his own answer in his heart, and his answer was Bu.

A new kind of cloth that can be used to make clothes or other things.

The reason for such conjecture is that as linen is widely used in the tribe, people in the tribe have deeply realized the benefits and importance of this kind of thing that is similar to leather but different.

Moreover, the new thing that Shenzi made is indeed more like cloth in terms of size and shape, and it can be folded together like cloth.

"It's paper."

While Wu was waiting with great anticipation, the cheerful Han Cheng said the name 'Paper', which Wu had never heard of before.

Paper? Wu was a little dazed, why not Bu?

In other words, this paper is also a kind of cloth, but the name is different.

Just like the child of the Son of God, he is called both Han Tong and Han Wandou.

Thinking of this, Wu nodded secretly, thinking that his thoughts should be right.

Then he asked Han Cheng what the paper was for.

"Wipe your ass!"

Han Cheng said excitedly.

This function of paper has been on his mind since he entered the primitive society, and it has long been his obsession.

Hearing Wu's question at this time, he said it without thinking.

Han Cheng, who was in a state of excitement, didn't realize how much impact his words had on the expectant Wu.

Wu stood there with a dazed expression on his face, as if someone had cast a spell on his body, and he didn't even realize that the rabbit he was holding in his arms had jumped to the ground.

So much effort and time wasted, and a lot of materials were used during this period, and I often made myself frown.

After it was done, he laughed and grinned to the base of his ears. He was happier than eating magpie droppings.

Under such circumstances, you actually said that you made this kind of thing just to wipe your ass?

This... this turn is too fast, isn't it?

Inexplicably, Wu recalled the scene when the unicycle in the tribe was broken and the wheel was thrown flying.

Wu, who had been quiet for a while, finally regained some energy, and made the final struggle with disbelief.

He hoped that he had misheard just now, so he asked the purpose of the paper again.

His hope was shattered immediately, very simply, because Han Dashenzi, who was as excited as a second idiot holding the paper, told Wu with an extremely neat answer, and he heard everything right. Come to wipe your ass.

Wu was completely messed up. After gradually seeing a lot of new things with Shenzi these years, he felt that he was already very knowledgeable, and under the influence of Shenzi, his whole person became much wiser.

But now, he felt that his wisdom was not enough, and he couldn't keep up with the Son of God's thoughts at all.

How can something made with such troubles be used to wipe your ass?

It's just to wipe your butt, does it take such a big effort?

Is it because stones and sticks are not easy to use?

It's obviously just a matter of picking up a handful of grass at will, but why so many tricks have to be made...

And this thing you just made is thick and hard to the touch, and there are many small black bumps on it, it is really not comfortable to use...

Wu, who was in a daze, expressed that he could not understand Shenzi's current behavior at all.

Immersed in the joy of getting the paper, Han Cheng finally noticed something wrong with Wu's expression.

He was also a little dazed. Isn't this the first thing to use when making paper at this time?

I was stunned for a while, and after reflecting on it, I habitually looked at the problem from the perspective of future generations.

Looking back on what I have done, from the perspective of people in this era, it is indeed a bit incomprehensible.

"That...in addition to wiping buttocks, it can also be used for writing."

Han Cheng abruptly pulled back the off track.

Can you still write?

Hearing this, he was very dazed, and became a little lively again.

He came forward, touched the paper with his hands, and looked at it carefully for a while, and felt that this thing was not very useful for writing.

After thinking about it, he found a common slate pen and tried to carve characters on it. After carving for a while, he began to shake his head.

Writing on it, if it is awkward, it will not be obvious, and it will not leave many traces.

And you can't use too much force. If you use a little more force in your hand, the paper will be torn immediately.

Can this thing be used for writing?

It's not even comparable to stone slabs, let alone fired pottery slabs...

Wu scratched his head, which had lost a lot of hair, and was extremely confused.

Shenzi, who has never missed a lot, spent so much effort this time, how did he come up with such a useless thing?

Writing is not as good as slate and pottery boards, and it is not as good as stones and grass for wiping buttocks. Why...

Seeing Wu squatting on the ground scratching the only piece of paper with a slate pen and shaking his head, Han Cheng couldn't help sniffling.

This is the first piece of paper, well, there will be a lot of improvement after improvement.

And the pen you used is wrong, the stone pen used for engraving on the ceramic board, no matter how good the paper is, it can't handle it!

Han Cheng was also full of grievances.

I just want to make paper. After it is easy to use, I immediately start looking for tin mines to get bronze. Why does it seem that there are still problems now!

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