Chapter 1153: papermaking

Vinson immediately went out to cut the tree, and Bai Qingqing and Moore began to deal with the bark.
Paper is so delicate, it is natural to crush the raw materials. The subsequent steps are still uncertain. Bai Qingqing only allowed Moore to cut a third of the bark and chop it with a knife.
Bai Qingqing felt that the bark that was broken into soybeans was not delicate enough, and Muer crushed it with stones. Not good enough, I went directly to the stone mill and grinded it into okara.
Looking at such a slurry, Bai Qingqing was barely satisfied.
At this time, Vincent also dragged a small tree dozens of meters long from outside the city. Bai Qingqing immediately said: "Let's make the trunk like this."
"it is good."
Vincent slashed the bark and cut off a trunk. He chopped the trunk while he was grinding, and Moore grinded the trunk into a pulp.
The ground sap is much more beautiful than the bark, exuding a light resin fragrance, which is actually a bit appetizing.
But thinking that the knife that had previously cut the wood had not been washed and Bai Qingqing touched his nose, he wasn't controlled by curiosity to taste the tree pulp.
"Then what to do?" Moore inquired as he scraped the last sap from the stone mill into the bucket.
Bai Qingqing scooped up the tree pulp with a spoon, and Xiumei frowned slightly.
Paper has existed since ancient times, what method can there be in ancient times? It is nothing more than cooking and baking, and the more troublesome thing is to put chemicals.
Bai Qingqing hopes to be the first kind, and if it is the second kind, she is not without ideas.
It may be successful to add a bit of adhesive material, but it is not known whether what is made is the same as modern paper.
Considering the four methods of steaming, cooking, roasting and drying, Bai Qingqing said: "Steam it first."
I can't boil it. If I can't dry it, I can't do it now. I can try to dry it.
If I bake it ... the paper I usually use does not seem to be burnt, but try it.
"Vincent Curtis, you guys are in charge of steaming, and Moore and I will try it again." Bai Qingqing said, she did not say that she likes him more, but Curtis and Vinson Bimoor is familiar with the stove, and Moore still looks at her at ease.
All three knew that no one was against it, so they started to work.
The trunk pulp and bark pulp were mixed together, and after mixing well, the two teams divided the stock.
The cauldron gave Vinson and Curtis, Bai Qingqing and Moore made a small stove in the restaurant and put the pan.
Moore is in charge of the fire, and Bai Qingqing is in charge ... Ah no, it is Kang paper.
When the temperature at the bottom of the pot was warm, Bai Qingqing poured a small spoonful of slurry into the pot and spread it out carefully, just like pancakes.
This is very difficult to operate because it is impossible to smooth out the mess. But as the temperature rises, it really feels a little bit solidified.
Bai Qingqing was very happy and hurriedly explained: "I'm going to find a flat stone. You need to be careful and don't be too big."
"I know." Moore, as he shouldered the burden, looked at the fire with sternness.
Bai Qingqing ran quickly, looking everywhere anxiously, the more anxious the more he couldn't find a good match.
"How about this?" Parker suddenly heard a relaxed smile from the side. Bai Qingqing looked up and saw a wooden disc, his eyes suddenly surprised.
"It's the tray of the family portrait?" Bai Qingqing ran with a smile, grabbed the tray, turned it over, and it turned out that the puppet's base was engraved on it.
With the tools available, Bai Qingqing ran to the backyard with joy.