Traveling through the world of beasts: Lingquan space has some fields

At noon, Niu Biao went to the quarry and brought back five and a half-meter-high stone mortars and sent them to the bank of the Heihe River.

Now that the stone mortar was ready, Qiao Xin spent two days drawing a hydraulic rice pounding machine. After the drawing was completed, he spent another two days making a one-to-one model. After the simulation test, he found no problems, so he found Ma Tian.

Let him try to copy it.

Under Qiao Xin's guidance, Ma Tian, ​​with his talent, has changed a lot. He can not only understand the drawings, but also draw inferences from them. After getting the model, the two discussed it and finally made some optimizations.

Ma Tian rushed to make whatever Qiao Xin wanted, because he knew that every item would change the Chinese tribe and play a significant role.

Once this hydraulic rice pounding machine comes out, it will save more labor in the future.

The structure of the hydraulic rice pounding machine is not complicated. On the basis of the mortar, a vertical water wheel is added to provide power.

The water wheel stands on the rapid river, with blades installed on the wheel, which rotates with the water flow. A number of staggered paddles are installed on the rotating shaft connected to the water wheel to paddle the pestle.

As the water wheel keeps turning, the paddle plate continuously and intermittently drives the paddle lever, so that the mortar is lifted and lowered rhythmically to complete the task of pounding rice, day and night, with very high efficiency.

The weather has been getting colder recently, but the climate is dry, so Qiao Xin's paper dries very quickly.

The paper that has not been bleached or dyed has a natural yellow color.

It’s not white enough, but it’s very flexible. It’s not the kind that flakes off when touched, so it can be used.

But Qiao Xin wanted to strive for perfection, so he planned to try a few more materials, see the differences, and then find the best solution.

She had studied history before and knew that paper was initially made from tree bark, hemp, rags, and old fishing nets. Later, bamboo, hemp, leather, and straw were used. Bamboo paper accounted for the largest output, especially in the mountainous areas in the south.

The northern part of Blue Star China mainly produces hemp paper, mulberry paper, and mulberry paper. Black Stone City is in the north, so it should not be difficult to find the corresponding plants.

While Ma Tian was making the hydraulic rice pounding machine, Qiao Xin finished her official business in the morning and ran all over the mountains and fields looking for different materials.

Mulberry paper is made from mulberry bark, mulberry paper is made from mulberry bark, there is also mulberry paper, hemp paper, etc. As long as you find the corresponding plant, you can get the corresponding paper.

It was easy for Qiao Xin to accomplish the task because she was standing on the shoulders of giants. Surprisingly, she found the corresponding mulberry tree. However, the mulberry trees here were as red as maple leaves, and were covered with red silk cocoons.

Qiao Xin looked at the fiery red cocoon in her hand, "......!"

In the past, the materials for weaving either did not come at all, or when they did come, they came in large numbers.

First it was cotton, then linen, and now it’s silk. It’s really great.

Cotton is good, linen is good, and silk is even better! She never has too much.

He immediately went back to the city and called a group of cubs, asked them to climb the trees to help pick silk cocoons, and rewarded each of them with a pound of chestnuts and potatoes.

Don’t underestimate the two or three-year-old cubs in the Orc Continent. They can easily climb trees to get eggs and go to the river to catch fish. For them, picking silk cocoons is as easy as eating.

One of the cubs asked, "Master Qiao Xin, what are these cocoons for?"

Qiao Xin did not give a perfunctory answer just because they were young. She answered the question seriously: "This is called silkworm cocoon. It can be used to weave cloth. The woven cloth is silky, thin and breathable. It can also be used to make quilts. It is warm, breathable, antibacterial, anti-mite, and anti-allergy."

On Blue Star, silk woven from silkworms is famous throughout the ages and both at home and abroad.

"Wow, that's great!"

"It's better than animal skins. Animal skins are so heavy in winter!"

"The animal skins have been used for a long time and are still very hard. My mother said that when they are too hard to be used as a cover, you can wash them and boil them in a pot, then you can eat them."

When Qiao Xin heard what the cubs said, she felt sad.

There is still a long way to go, and she and Lang Rui still need to work hard.

As the cubs chirped, all the cocoons in the vicinity were looted, and Qiao Xin obtained more than fifty baskets of bright red cocoons.

She scraped off a lot of mulberry bark with a machete, and before the sun set, she returned to Blackrock City with a group of little rascals.

Each cub was given a pound of chestnuts and potatoes, and that was enough for the day.

Qiao Xin did not rest. Instead, she threw the mulberry bark into the pool to soak and began to study the baskets of silk cocoons.

Compared to the cocoons on Blue Star, those on the Orc Continent are larger, as big as eggs.

After Qiao Xin cut it, she found that it was not only bigger in appearance, but also much thicker, and felt quite heavy in her hand.

These cocoons are not all of the same bright red color. Some are light red, some are bright red, and some are dark red. When placed together, they are particularly eye-catching.

Qiao Xin had seen some videos before on how to spin silk from silkworm cocoons, but she had never done it in real life.

He ate two bowls of rice and squatted in the yard.

While they were lighting the fire, Mao Bai had helped her pick out some silkworm cocoons of similar colors. "I know these cocoons. They grow in that firewood forest. There are a lot of them in the spring. You can hear the rustling sound of them eating leaves from a long distance away. It's creepy."

Qiao Xin knew that Mao Bai was a slave of the nobles of Black Stone City, and was relatively familiar with the surroundings of Black Stone City. "Is Black Stone City cold in winter?"

Mao Bai poured the selected silk cocoons into the pot. "It's cold, but not as cold as in the Huaxia tribe. The snow here is higher than the instep, unlike in the Huaxia tribe where it can bury people."

Qiao Xin thinks that one of the reasons why these cocoons are so thick is probably to help them survive the winter and avoid freezing to death.

"You go take care of the cubs! I can do this myself."

"Okay, then don't be busy too late."

Mao Bai went back to the living room and watched the kittens eat. Now the six kittens were becoming more and more lively. They were taken care of by Lang Yu so much that they wanted to run outside all day long. Mao Bai could only carry the string basket and take them for a stroll in the city. After dinner, they had to go out for a walk before they were willing to take a bath and go to bed.

The outer shell of the silkworm cocoon contains sericin, which, when heated and melted, makes it easier for the silk to unravel.

There were only thirty silk cocoons in this pot, but it was already a big pot.

Qiao Xin took a small brush and stirred it constantly until the silk threads separated. Qiao Xin removed the firewood, fished one out, and gently pulled it, and silk came out.

The thread was a bit messy at the beginning, so Qiao Xin used scissors to cut it, leaving a single thread and wrapping it around a small stick.

Qiao Xin went to find a smooth wooden board and made it into a silk winding board. She wound a dozen silk threads from the winding stick onto the silk winding board and began to draw silk.

"Mao Bai, help me add another light." The silk was so thin that it could not be seen with the naked eye. It was dark, and even though Qiao Xin had the blessing of orc nature and amazing eyesight, it was still a little tiring to see.

Mao Bai quickly lit up a few more lanterns and hung them above Qiao Xin's head. He also took out a hurricane-proof lamp and placed it in front of her.

"It's okay." Qiao Xin finally saw the silk in her hand clearly.