Looking at the clay pots, cups and bowls piled up in his house, Lin Yan cleaned all the ones used in previous experiments.
The whole house looked much cleaner and tidier. Lin Yan nodded with satisfaction and began to knead the mud. She wanted to make various clay molds and pour tools of various shapes.
Now I only have an iron pot and a kitchen knife, and I will have to deal with mud for a long time.
Last night I just boasted to Huahong about making machetes, heads, shovels, sickles, etc. in Haikou, but we can’t keep my mother-in-law waiting too long, in case she doesn’t agree to open up wasteland.
The lumps of mud were pinched back and forth in her hands, making various shapes. The first one was not refined enough and had a rough appearance. After pinching it a few times, it became more and more comfortable. Lin Yan was deeply absorbed in it and was very selfless.
She thought about the shape of her head and first sketched out a rough outline, then began to refine it and adjust the curvature of the lines, making sure to strive for excellence.
This time she had experience and pinched a dozen of each type. Anyway, as long as she made one, the rest were just repetitions, so she became very easy to do.
As he started working, he forgot about the passage of time. There were more and more clay sculptures on the test bench. Lin Yan was about to pinch another one when he reached out to dig in the mud, only to find that the mud was gone.
She froze, moved her stiff body, and went to find Mao Mu to move soil for her.
Momu did it immediately without saying anything. Outside the laboratory, there was a pile of soil. Ye Zi asked someone to transport it to them. Just put it in a basket and carry it in.
Entering Lin Yan's house, Mao Mu was shocked when he saw the clay sculptures placed everywhere on the test bench. They were all new to him, "You, you made so many in one morning, what are all these?"
Lin Yan introduced him excitedly: "This is a machete. The back is thick and the blade is thin. This hole is for the handle. It will make it much easier to chop trees. This is the head. It is wide at the front and narrow at the back. The blade is in the front, and a long The wooden sticks are used as handles to carry them and dig in the ground..."
The more Maomu listened, the more excited he became. "These things are used daily. With them, it will be easier to open up wasteland and cultivate land. Didn't you promise to make bows and arrows for Black Earth? What does that look like?"
Lin Yan took a slate and drew a few strokes, and the shape of a bow and arrow was ready. "The cutting head is made of iron, and the bow body is made of tough wood. The bow string is a bit difficult. I haven't figured out what to use yet." Do it. In fact, you can also use iron to make the bow body and bow string. It is strong and durable and can withstand greater force. Let me think about how to do it again. "
As he was talking, Lin Yan fell into deep thought.
Mao Mu didn't bother her, picked up the basket and went out to fill it with soil.
After he had moved all the soil, Lin Yan hadn't recovered yet. Mao Mu touched his head and went about his own business first.
Half an hour later, Lin Yan came back to her senses and decided to use iron to make bows and arrows. Although it was not easy, how would you know if it didn't work without trying.
It's already noon, it's time to eat, and my stomach is growling with hunger. Hua Hong went to work and might not go home for lunch. She planned to make do with a meal and go home to cook something by herself.
As soon as he walked out of the house, he saw Hong Ling walking over with a basket, shouting as he walked: "Don't go back in a hurry, I brought you something to eat."
"Huh?" Lin Yan didn't expect that she would bring food. "Why did you suddenly bring food, and you still have my share?"
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Hong Ling smiled gently, "My grandma said that everyone will be busy today, building a smelting plant and an office compound. I was afraid that we would have no one to take care of it, so I made it in advance and asked me to bring it over to eat together so that everyone can share."
"Your mother-in-law is so thoughtful. Where are the others?"
"Still busy. You are still young and can't bear the hunger. I will come to you first. Let's go to the house over there to eat." Hong Ling pointed to a room and said.
"Okay, you go over first and I'll call them."
Lin Yan accepted the offer gladly and walked around the house calling people.
There are only eleven of them in the laboratory, and each of them has a separate room. Except for the three warehouses, the rest are shared.
Hong Ling was talking about one of them, which was built with brick tables and stools. We usually held discussions there, and it was considered a conference room.
When everyone arrived, Hua Min asked with a smile: "What delicious food have you brought? Your mother-in-law is so kind. Think about it."
Thoughtful and worried about us being hungry despite being so busy. "
Shi Zhi exposed it mercilessly: "They are not worried about us. They are worried about Lin Yan. Hong Ling and her mother-in-law only have Lin Yan in their eyes. Even Hong Ling has to step aside. We are just taking advantage of it."
His family is close to Hong Ling's family, both belong to the fifth group, and he knows Hong Ling's mother-in-law Hong Ying better.
"It would be nice to eat some. Why talk so much?" Huang Ying said while glancing at Hong Ling.
Although what Shi Zhi said should be true, he couldn't say it so harshly, as it would be bad if it made Hong Ling unhappy.
Hong Ling smiled and said, "Shi Zhi is right, we are all here to benefit from it, come and eat."
Lin Yan smiled and took the steamed egg handed over by Hong Ling and thanked him. She rarely goes to other people's homes, but Hongying is really enthusiastic.
Mao Mu said, "Looking at the amount, we all share in it, so it's obvious that we were thought of."
Among them, Lin Yan was the youngest and ate the least, but Hongying prepared a lot of steamed eggs, dried meat, dried wild fruits, etc. The amount was really quite large, enough for them to eat.
Lin Yan was stunned when he saw three hairy chestnuts, "Are the hairy chestnuts not ripe yet?"
Unlike roe, chestnuts can only be harvested once a year, and you can't eat them until the end of July.
The chestnuts her family harvested last year were all gone before the cold season was over. She still wanted to eat them, so she could only wait patiently for this year's chestnuts to mature.
"It's not ripe yet, it's from last year." Hong Ling looked slightly stunned, but she didn't expect that her mother-in-law had brought the treasure. "My grandma saved some. She doesn't want to eat it on weekdays, so she keeps it."
"It's really good. Maolizi is a good thing. I've already finished all of it." Hua Min looked at the three Maolizi that were as big as a child's fist and immediately remembered how delicious they were.
She said anxiously: "There is a fire in the yard, let's roast it and eat it."
The others were also very anxious. For such a big three, they could still eat a bite if they shared a portion.
Lin Yan said hurriedly: "You can't eat it."
"Why?" Huang Ying was puzzled. They had all eaten it last year.
Hong Ling hesitated and asked, "Has it been left for too long and it's broken?" If that's the case, it would be a pity. It would be in vain for her to hide it like a treasure.
Maomu said hesitantly, "No, the skin of chestnuts is thick and hard, and they can be stored for a long time without breaking the shell."
They all looked at Lin Yan, how on earth did she know she couldn't eat it.
Lin Yun looked at the group and wondered if it was because Lin Yan's mental power level was relatively high that he could see through them at a glance.
Seeing their anxious expressions, Lin Yan smiled and said, "I didn't make it clear. The chestnuts should not be spoiled and are still edible."
"Then why do you say you can't eat it?" Hua Min asked eagerly.
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