Men are inferior to women

He picked up the gourd, sucked all the paper and ink into the gourd, then returned to the bamboo house by the waterfall, found a comfortable position and sat cross-legged, submerging his consciousness into the gourd.

Although Hulu Nei has not changed its appearance yet, it is gradually changing.

According to Fang Zhou's instructions, the gourd babies have been picking up garbage, sorting garbage, sorting out the things that may be useful, and throwing the useless things into the mist to refine them.

At the same time, they also used the wood, stone and soil sorted out of the garbage mountain to build several large houses for themselves, so that they no longer need to sleep on the garbage mountain.

There is a lot of useful garbage that has been sorted out, and it is almost piled up into a hill. They are all bottles, cans, weapons and armor, and Ark has no time to check it.

He occasionally came in a few times during this time, originally according to the agreement to release a gourd baby outside every day, but unfortunately the forced demolition was delayed.

The gourd babies have no complaints about this, probably because they don't think he will fulfill this promise.

Seeing Fang Zhou coming in, the gourd babies didn't pay attention to him. A few days have passed outside, and a long time has passed inside the gourd. The gourd babies have already recognized the reality and worked silently.

Even Xiao Qi Ziwen just stared at Fang Zhou fiercely and didn't come up to make trouble.

When Fang Zhou asked Ling Xiaoyue to refine the gourd into her own, Ziwen, who had lost her baby, kept crying. Now she can no longer control the gourd.

It's not that every gourd ignores Fang Zhou, the boss Hongtang puts down his work and greets him: "Are you okay?"

The attitude is neither cold nor hot, and the hidden hostility at the beginning is getting rarer and rarer.

Fang Zhou nodded, and said to her: "Put all the work you are doing at hand, and I have an urgent task for you."

Hearing that it was an urgent mission, Hongtang's expression turned serious, and she turned back to gather her sisters.

Fang Zhou found all the white paper and ink that he had sucked in just now, and when he came back, the seven gourd babies had been assembled.

After picking up garbage for so long, although the gourd babies are not passive and sabotage, they are also very boring. Now when they hear that there is an urgent task, they are immediately interested.

Could it be that they are going to take them out to kill people and seize treasures?Or kill monsters.

But seeing the pile of papers beside Fang Zhou, the gourd babies were a little dumbfounded, only the second child, Cheng Xing, showed interested eyes.

Fang Zhou didn't talk nonsense, and patted the pile of papers next to him: "I want to run a newspaper. You don't need to know what a newspaper is, you just need to know the paper full of words. I will turn all these papers into paper full of words." Paper, that's your job too."

Hongtang blinked her beautiful eyes, with a dazed look on her face: "But none of us can write except Second Sister."

"You don't need to know how to write, just do as I tell you."

Fang Zhou pointed at Cheng Xing: "Er Baby, come here."

Cheng Xing retorted dissatisfiedly: "I'm not Erwa."

But she still walked over obediently. When Fang Zhou said that she would publish a newspaper, her eyes began to shine, obviously knowing what a newspaper is.

Fang Zhou took out a pen and inkstone and stuffed it into her chest: "Write all the characters you know on the paper and arrange them in rows. Each character is the size of a petite head and should be even."

This move was just a subconscious behavior of Fang Zhou. Who knew that it was stuffed in, and almost got in with his hand, which made Fang Zhou dumbfounded.

Damn, this second baby is hiding something, it's so magnificent.

Have a chance to find out.

Cheng Xing didn't realize that she was being taken advantage of, so she pulled out the pen and inkstone and ran away happily.

She is a gourd baby who loves to learn, and she has long wanted to write with her hands itch.

Fang Zhou came to his senses and asked his boss Hongtang to take the remaining gourd babies to the garbage mountain to dig some yellow mud out.

After digging the yellow mud, under the instructions of Fang Zhou, the fifth baby Qinglan spit out water and mud, and the gourd babies played with the mud together to make a piece of clay board, and then the fourth baby Lurong sprayed fire and dried it.

Then let Sanwa Huanglian use her delicate skin to rub these yellow clay panels until they are as smooth as a mirror.

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Chapter 127 127. The point of laughter is too low

After the yellow clay boards were finished, Cheng Xing had finished writing the words he knew, two sheets of paper were full, and there were about [-] words.

Unexpectedly, she has a good memory and writes beautifully.

Unlike Ark, the characters written with a brush are crooked, only you can understand it, and it can be used as a password.

Fang Zhou asked the gourd babies to cut out these characters one by one, pasted them upside down on the yellow clay board, and then carved them according to the handwriting.

After carving, cut each character into a cuboid seal style, with the same length, width and height.

By the way, make some larger clay stamps to use as titles.

Finally, Siwa sprayed fire to burn these clay seals into shape.

In the middle of the process, due to improper fire control, a lot of them were burned out, so they had to be remade.

When doing these things, the gourd babies were very puzzled, and Cheng Xing was particularly dissatisfied, thinking that Fang Zhou put writing and digging mud together, which is simply desecrating the sacred text.

But as the clay seal gradually took shape, Cheng Xing seemed to think about what Fang Zhou was going to do, and her eyes gradually brightened.

She secretly looked at Fang Zhou's back several times, biting her lower lip, as if hesitating to speak.

But Fang Zhou didn't have time to talk to her. When the fourth baby was firing clay seals, Fang Zhou took the third baby Huang Lian to find some solid wood, and asked her to chop it into wooden planks for making movable type frames.

Huang Lian, with copper skin and iron frame, was very agile in her work, but she kept a sullen face the whole time, ignoring Zhou Zhou, and her hostility was still very obvious.

Fang Zhou was sometimes puzzled, where did the three children have so much resentment towards him.

It seems that I didn't take advantage of her, did I?

But this matter can only be discussed in the future, and now it is still important to make tools.

After Huang Lian cut out the wooden slats, Fang Zhou did it himself and made these wooden slats into a rectangular frame.

The thickness of the wooden slats should be a little lower than the height of the stamp, and the length and width of the wooden frame are integral multiples of the size of the clay stamp, plus a longer section to facilitate the installation of the clay stamp.

Ark also added several wooden slats to the movable type frame for layout processing on newspapers.

After the movable type frame is made, Ark puts the fired clay seal into it to fill it up.

Use a piece of silk cloth to dip the ink and spread it evenly on the clay seal, then cover it with cut white paper, and pat the back of the paper gently and evenly.

The gourd babies were watching from the sidelines, and each of them had more or less mud marks on their faces or bodies, as if they had just crawled out of a mud pit.

But at this moment, they didn't have time to adjust their appearance, and their eyes were all fixed on Fang Zhou's movements, refusing to let go for a second.

After the ark was patted evenly, it was lifted up, and the paper as white as snow was already filled with neat and clear tiny characters.