Mo Ziwan, who couldn't think of any good ideas, only looked at Han Shuxian with a pair of big moist eyes, expecting him to come up with some good ideas, "Does godfather have any good ideas?"
Han Shuxian shook his head, "All I can think of is to find someone to cut the wood into fine pieces."
This workload is not as easy as waiting for half a year. Not to mention the time delay, it is also more labor-intensive.
No, this definitely won’t work.
Think of the modern papermaking industry, where wood is cut into small pieces and then steamed at high temperatures. Chemicals are added during the cooking process, followed by cleaning and pulping. So he reminded, "Daddy, the reason why we used fine powder of wood before is because we have ready-made fine powder at home. No matter fine wood or other shapes, it should only be wood. Let's go back and try using small pieces of wood." Can you make paper?"
After Mo Ziwan's words, Han Shuxian had to admit that what she said was reasonable and said: "If small pieces of wood can do it, it will be more convenient."
Mo Ziyuan responded: "Well, if small pieces of wood are feasible, we can first find someone to chop some more pieces of wood out."
"But it still needs to be cooked in a pot. It must not be too big. I guess it needs to be chopped into very small pieces, otherwise the pot won't even fit in."
Mo Ziwan kept talking to herself. When she said this, she raised her head and looked at Han Shuxian, "Godfather, let's boil two pots of wood pulp first. The wood in one pot is bigger and the wood in the other pot is smaller. This way By comparing them, you will know which size is more suitable.”
As for how small it should be, it's simple. It just needs to be smaller than the size seen in the paper-making video of the previous life. It depends on the small size, and the big size will be better. It just needs to be slightly larger than the small one.
It is best to replace the boiling pot with one with a larger mouth. In the current experimental stage, it does not matter whether the pot is large or small, but in the future, a pot with a larger mouth will definitely work.
The pot issue is easy to solve. You can go to the blacksmith shop to customize a few special pots.
Thinking of the blacksmith shop, Mo Ziwan, who originally thought she couldn't think of a way to cut wood, suddenly had an idea in her mind. You can go to the blacksmith shop and ask for tools for cutting wood. There are specialties in the industry. After mentioning your needs, let them do it. It is better to find a solution than to take the wrong path.
"Okay, go back and split the wood into small pieces first!" Han Shuxian said, try splitting it first, and if it works, then try to solve the splitting problem. Step by step, the problem will be solved slowly.
This is the same as Mo Ziyuan's idea. When talking about using small pieces of wood, I also want to split the wood into pieces. Otherwise, the efficiency will not be improved.
After mass production of paper, how long will it take for one person to chop it with an ax?
But he still swallowed the words that came to his mouth. Just like Han Shuxian thought, he wanted to wait until he made paper out of wood blocks before talking about it, step by step, and slowly solve each problem one by one!
Han Shuxian sent Mo Ziwan to Mo's courtyard and then walked back to his home. Mo Ziwan looked at Han Shuxian who turned around and said, "Godfather, come back after I finish my class."
After hearing this, Han Shuxian turned to look at Mo Ziyuan and replied funnyly, "You can go to class in peace!"
Seeing Han Shuxian turn around and walk away again, Mo Ziwan couldn't help but mutter: "Why isn't today the day for sleeping?"
But today is not a holiday, and I don’t give everyone a day off, so I still have to complete the things I find.
After sorting out her mood, Mo Ziwan returned to the room where the class was held. Looking at everyone waiting in the room, Mo Ziwan raised the corners of her mouth and shouted in her childish yet majestic voice: "Let's start class." .”
Although he was anxious to see if the wood was chopped properly, he still waited until get out of class was over at noon before leaving the house and hurried to the Han family. He still arrived before anyone else said, "Godfather, Godmother, I'm here."
Han Shuxian and Yu Silian were both in the woodshed in the backyard and could not hear him shouting at all.
The maid in the house heard the shout and came out to answer: "Miss Wanwan, the master and his wife are in the woodshed. The master has told you that if you come, go directly to the backyard woodshed."
After hearing this, Mo Ziyuan thanked her and ran to the backyard. When she got to the backyard, she shouted again: "Godfather, Godmother, I'm here."
Yu Silian looked at Mo Ziwan running towards her and burst out laughing, "It's really
Let me get this right. "
Yu Silian opened the woodshed door and looked at Mo Ziwan who was running over, "Slow down, your godfather and your Uncle Huang Rui are still waiting for you!"
"Uncle Huang is here too?" Mo Ziwan asked as she ran to the door.
"Come here, don't you want to have one more person to help with ideas?"
After entering the woodshed, Mo Ziwan greeted people with a smile, "Godfather, Uncle Huang."
Huang Rui still held an ax in his hand, nodded and said, "I'm just waiting for you to come. Come and see if the size of the wood is suitable?"
Mo Ziwan looked at the pieces of wood split under his feet, which were about two fingers wide and scattered under his feet. It could be seen that they were still being split.
Yu Silian turned around and entered the house, closed the woodshed door again, pointed to the simple stove set up and said, "There is still something in the pot, half smaller than this, and it has already started cooking."
At this time, white smoke was coming out of the pot that Yu Silian was pointing at. Not only that, the pot was also bubbling.
Whether it is two-finger-wide pieces of wood scattered on the ground or half-sized pieces of wood that have been cooked in the pot, they are all acceptable. But he definitely couldn't answer this, so he just said, "I don't know if it's suitable or not. We'll know after we all try it."
"Why are you the only one? Your brother Chunlin didn't come back with you." Han Shuxian asked, looking at Mo Ziwan who was running and blushing, with a smile on his lips when he asked.
Seeing the smile on her godfather's lips, Mo Ziwan admitted generously: "I was anxious to see him, so I didn't wait for Brother Chunlin."
"It turns out that sir is in a hurry to get out of class." Han Shuxian teased her.
"Sir, I have something important to deal with, so I left in a hurry after class." Mo Ziyuan also joked.
"Okay, let's start taking care of the important things now so that you don't have to go all the way in vain." Han Shuxian said with a smile. After that, he walked to the stove and looked at the black water in the pot. "Change the water first and then boil it."
Yu Silian pulled Mo Ziwan into her arms, "Don't go there, be careful of getting burned."
"Well, I won't run around."
Mo Ziyuan felt that her trip was just a waste of worry. The wood had already been chopped and cooking started. It was like she was here to watch the excitement. "
"Godmother, have you added stone to forge it?" It definitely won't work without adding lime. The previous fine powder can be separated with plant ash to separate the lignin in the sawdust, leaving only the cellulose of the wood, which can make the wood lumpy. If you use plant ash again, the effect will be much smaller.
"Didn't you add plant ash to cook it yesterday?" Yu Silian said, "Both plant ash and stone forging have the same effect. It is more convenient to use stone forging, and the effect of stone forging is stronger."
"How do you know?" Yu Silian asked. .z.
"As written in medical books, they are all medicines, but the effect of stone forging is greater than that of plant ashes." Mo Ziyuan was very glad that she learned how to identify medicines from Uncle Liu, and even bought a medicine book to read back.
"These are all medicines? What kind of disease do you need these two?" Yu Silian was very surprised. Aren't these all ashes? Why is it medicine?
Han Shuxian had already picked up the pot and poured the black water into the wooden basin next to it. "When it's boiling again, put the stone in it."
After changing the water and boiling for a while, Huang Rui also split the slightly larger wood, and this time it was cooked directly with stone.
The two pots were cooked at the same time. I thought that the wood pieces were much larger than the previous ones. I cooked them for two days and two nights. Fortunately, they were burning charcoal and no one needed to keep watch. I checked after a while and saw that After the water is boiled and dried, just add some water.
Whether it is a piece of wood as big as two fingers wide or a piece of wood half as small, during these two days and two nights of cooking, the wood pieces in both pots have become soft and light yellow in color.
"I'm afraid I'm going to be beaten now." Han Shuxian said while looking at the two pots of wood blocks.
"It's impossible without fighting," Huang Rui said.
After two days of cooking, Mo Ziwan stopped running around frequently and went to see her once a day. The rest of the time she was at home teaching the children in the village to read and read. She sent Murong Qingyuan to take the exam in the first half of the day and went back in the second half. Get him back.
After all the pieces of wood were put into the pot and started to cook, Mo Ziwan went home. After class, she and Song Nanzhi went to the county to pick up Murong Qingyuan.
When the two arrived at the entrance of the examination room, many people were already waiting outside the examination room. Seeing the people waiting outside, Song Nanzhi asked, "Why are there so many people?"
Mo Ziyuan smiled and replied: "There are only two people from our house, and people from other families may also come to pick them up."
Hearing what she said, Song Nanzhi also laughed and said, "There are two people in our house. I'm afraid it's a rich family with a lot of maids and women. There are probably many more people outside than inside."
The two were talking and didn't find it difficult to wait. Murong Qingyuan was not the first to come out. After the candidates walked out of the examination room one after another, Murong Qingyuan slowly walked out.
When he was waiting for him to come out, more than half of the people outside the examination room had already left. The originally crowded and lively crowd suddenly became deserted, but the people were almost gone, and the Mo family's ancestors and grandson could only walk further towards the door. A few steps.
After a while, the few people left left. Looking at the two people waiting at the door, Mo Ziwan couldn't help but feel a little worried. Why haven't they come out yet?
I can do well on the college test paper, but it makes no sense that I am stumped on the county test!
Just as Mo Ziyuan's worried thoughts arose, Murong Qingyuan slowly walked out, and two other people came out with him.
Seeing people coming out, Mo Ziwan shouted excitedly: "Brother Qingyuan."
Murong Qingyuan walked straight towards the two of them, "Grandma, sister Wanwan, why are you here? It's not far. I'll go back by myself."
Mo Ziwan replied: "Grandma was worried that you were tired, so she decided to pick you up. She said that if you were tired, we would find a carriage to take you back."
Murong Qingyuan stepped forward and took Song Nanzhi's arm, "Grandma, I'm just sitting in the room writing a few words. I'm not tired at all."
Song Nanzhi said angrily: "You said it was easy. If it were really that easy, why wouldn't all those who studied become high officials?"
"That's because they are stupid."
"Okay, you are smart, you will be a high official in the future." Song Nanzhi didn't have as many ideas as Mo Ziyuan.
After talking about becoming a high official, he then said: "Let's go! Let's go home. Your sister Mo Li has stewed the pigeon soup for you and left it to dry. I'm just waiting for you to go back and drink it to replenish your body before you can pass the exam and become a high official." ." Song Nanzhi patted Murong Qingyuan's hand holding hers.
"Yeah." Murong Qingyuan replied.
Mo Ziyuan was afraid that Murong Qingyuan would be stressed again, so she quickly changed the subject and said, "Brother Qingyuan, is there anyone else in the examination room?"
"No, I and the other two were the last to come out."
When I heard that it was the last one, I couldn't help but think of the difficulty of the question. I said "Oh" and then said, "I've been taking the exam for so long. Go back and have a rest. Get a good sleep tonight so that you can have the energy to take the exam tomorrow."
"I thought you were going to ask me how I did on the exam?"
Well! This was not what I took the initiative to ask, so I asked: "How did Brother Qingyuan do in the exam? Were the questions difficult?" I hope it wasn't difficult!
"It's not difficult. I finished it a long time ago. I didn't come out because I wanted to check more." Murong Qingyuan replied.
With his words, Mo Ziwan's hanging heart instantly relaxed, "Just keep it simple, keep it simple."
We continued to pick up and drop off every day for the next two days. After the last exam, Mo Ziyuan looked expectantly at Murong Qingyuan, who finally walked out, "Brother Qingyuan, how are you feeling today?"
On the first day, I thought not to ask him about his exam situation, but he said it was simple. Just as he said, he also recited the test questions one by one along the way. Not only did he recite the questions, but he also explained how to answer them concisely. Speak up.
After listening, Mo Ziyuan didn't find it difficult. So on the second day, I no longer had the scruples of the first day. Seeing that he was the last to come out, I asked, "Did he come out after more inspections?"
Murong Qingyuan nodded, "Well, I'm not in a hurry to come out. It's always good to check more!"
We discussed all the way back again.
So I had no worries on the last day.
"Fortunately, it's not difficult!"
The answer was the same as the previous two days. Compared with the previous two days, Mo Ziwan was a little more hopeful. There was no problem if she passed the exam, it just depended on her ranking!
When he returned home this time, Murong Qingyuan still reviewed the exam situation. After talking about the exam, he said relaxedly: "Now I finally have time to make paper with you."
"It just so happens that the wood is almost ready. Apart from splitting the firewood and steaming, you can participate in the rest of the process." Mo Ziyuan said.
"good."
"It will take a lot of effort later."
There is no need to beat the fine powder, but the wood blocks need to be beaten, and beating requires a lot of effort.
