technical type

"I will definitely learn. I will give the money to Uncle Li, not to you!"

Ji Mo groaned angrily, but the child's voice was resonant. Even if he lost a front tooth, it didn't affect his clear enunciation.

The second brother was stunned for a moment, probably this speech was too deafening, Ji Mo didn't look at him again, turned his head and ran away after shouting, what should he do if he doesn't run, if he is beaten, this is still a brother in the family, he was beaten Also for nothing.

Since he was in the yard since he was a child, Ji Mo has suffered a lot from this. Speaking of which, his father and brothers, there are a bunch of children, big and small, and Ji Mo is not the youngest, but he is always bullied the most. To be robbed of food, to be crushed on the ground and beaten, not to mention the slaps of parents, the uncle and several brothers and sisters also love to punch him, making him look like Doudou.

Under such circumstances, it would be a lie to say how much he has deep feelings for his family.

Ji Mo ran as fast as a rabbit, afraid that people behind him would catch him.

The second brother looked at his back and cursed: "You little bastard with no conscience!"

This is purely an adult's tone, which shows the importance of family environment education.

Ji Mo knew that he was young and not too familiar with the neighborhood, so he didn't run far, but found that his second brother wasn't chasing him, so he stopped to catch his breath, turned his head, and turned back to Uncle Li's house.

Uncle Li was already at home. When he saw him coming back, he was still in the same posture with his legs crossed. He only glanced at him, and it was considered that he had seen such a person.

"Uncle Li, am I going to call you Master from now on?"

Ji Mo paused by the door for a while, then raised his face and asked innocently with star eyes.

Uncle Li gave him a "hmph" back with his nose, and said angrily, "What else do you want to call yourself, eat my drink, live in my house, live a debt collector, and ask me to be your master?"

There were several turns in this sentence, but fortunately Ji Mo's IQ was online, so he understood it, and when he was clever, he shouted loudly: "Master!"

The voice was so bright that it made Uncle Li tremble, and Erlang's legs fell down.

"Okay, I'm not deaf yet, so what are you doing loudly!"

Although it was a reproach, and there was no good tone, but he felt that he was not being rejected. Ji Mo was already very satisfied, almost moved. Thinking about touching his ears, he still remembered the burning pain yesterday.

Uncle Li noticed his small movements, and immediately raised his eyebrows: "You son of a bitch, you did it on purpose, to take revenge on your uncle!"

As he was talking, he got up and looked like he was going to beat him. Ji Mo saw the opportunity quickly, and ran out while begging for forgiveness, not far away, for fear that Uncle Li would drive him out of the house if he got angry. He is now homeless. , it's easy to see some hope of completing the system tasks, but I don't want to spend my whole life here like this.

What if you can go back after completing the mission?

Maybe his world was just suspended in time, waiting for him to complete the task and go back, and everything continued.

With little hope, Ji Mo is still seriously preparing to learn, even though he is not very interested in the technique of paper-making.

After eating a good meal in the evening, Ji Mo saw the meat, and the smell went straight to his nose. He first held a piece of meat for Uncle Li, and then held it for himself. It was the same every time he held the meat. Pay attention to when Uncle Li stopped holding the meat himself, and waited quietly for him to carry it over.

Ji Mo's eating is considered gentle, even if the speed is a little faster, but he doesn't have the habit of saliva on the chopsticks. After finishing the meal, even the vegetable soup is cleaned up. I was scolded, for fear that he would drop the bowl and chopsticks.

At the door of the kitchen, watching Uncle Li skillfully washing the dishes, and thinking that this meal was cooked by Uncle Li, Ji Mo felt a little impressed.

Men cook, this is really... uh, let alone ancient times, most modern chefs are also men...

"Master, you are really good. I don't know how to cook. You cook delicious food. You can also wash dishes. It's amazing. I don't even know how to do this. Oh, master, get some hot water. The water is cold." Don’t worry, I will go to the mountain to collect firewood tomorrow, and there will definitely be enough.”

Ji Mo, who has been wasted for a day, is full of sweet words, and he really intends to collect firewood in his heart. There are limited things he can do at this age. If the second brother is as strong and strong, he might have been dragged into the fields by adults to learn farming. Yes, for a person as thin as him, he has not had this opportunity yet.

After understanding this point, he doesn't have any complaints about eating the rarest food, and he will occasionally give dry food to his second brother, so that he can eat more as a labor.

Uncle Li was praised so much that he almost dropped the bowl. What kind of flamboyance is this? Uncle Li, who has never experienced this kind of thing, really can’t stand it. A set of suona classes, blowing people's ears are hot.

"Okay, okay, go, don't block the door here."

Uncle Li waved his hands to chase people away like chickens. He still had water in his hands, and the water droplets splashed on Ji Mo's face. Ji Mo was still smiling, but this time he was a little restrained, smiling without showing his teeth, and looked pleasing to the eye. many.

Before going to bed at night, Uncle Li took Ji Mo into a big basin to take a bath. He was scrubbed under the hot water. After washing, Ji Mo felt that he was three catties lighter. Wearing Uncle Li's old cloth shirt, he looked like a singer. In the big drama, he was dragged to the bed by Uncle Li who had been washed simply.

Ji Mo still fell asleep on the bed, and while he was asleep, he didn't realize that the quilt seemed to be a bit bigger, and it wasn't the one that was covered yesterday.

As soon as Uncle Li's attitude softened, even if the disciple recognized him, Ji Mo couldn't wait, and asked Uncle Li if he was going to learn how to make paper figurines the next day.

Seeing his excitement, he seemed to like it very much. Uncle Li glanced at his little bald paws and wanted to sigh. This kid, does he know what paper-making is for?

"It's not dead, what kind of paper dolls are tied! It's not too bad luck!" Uncle Li scolded Ji Mo again, suppressed his enthusiasm, and sent him to go outside to collect firewood.

Ji Mo waited patiently for a long time before someone came to find Uncle Li to buy paper figurines. It was from a nearby village. Uncle Li asked about their needs, chatted for a while, and finally agreed on a pair of children. Boys and girls, this is to serve the elderly underground.

When the people left, Uncle Li dug out a wooden box from the cabinet. It was not big. When it was opened, it was filled with paints. At first glance, the bright colors seemed a bit old and sparse It was mushy, like painted mud.

Ji Mo looked disgusted.

Uncle Li, who was about to listen to the rainbow fart, turned his head, just in time to see this disgusted expression, the complacency on his face dissipated in an instant, and he gave Ji Mo a slap on his back with a sullen face. Generous, but not too hard, this palm doesn't hurt very much, but it has a strong sense of warning.

Ji Mo, who was full of desire to survive, immediately put on a pure and curious look, "Isn't it a paper man? What are these? Where is the paper?"

Ji Mo, who worked hard and was childish, also felt that his acting skills had improved a little today.

Unfortunately, the system does not count this.

"How can it be so fast, I just want you to look at these paints first." Uncle Li said so and covered the paint caps.

He originally wanted to show off. Compared with bamboo strips and papyrus paper, these pigments are much more expensive. Some are made of ore powder, and even the ones mixed with plants took a lot of effort to get out. Yes, he made all these with his own hands. It is not easy to have such a box. Even when he was fleeing famine, his wife and children were lost, but he did not throw away the box. This is really something to be proud of.

Hearing Xianzhi, Ji Mo immediately praised cleverly, not just blindly, but also asking and praising, when he knew that the paints were all made by himself, he almost broke his face, didn't he? It's easy, and you have to make your own paint, which is too versatile.

In this way, there must be more things to learn.

Uh, you don't want to learn from making paper, do you?

Not to mention, Uncle Li really knows how to make straw paper, but that method is slow. If you really do it by yourself, it will be too late to hand in the work. Besides, it is better to buy paper than to make paper. Uncle Li took Ji Mo to the county , I bought some waste paper with the cheapest money at a familiar shop.

What is waste paper?It’s the kind of paper that has been written on both sides anyway, so it can’t be reused. The quality of this kind of paper is slightly better than straw paper, but it really can’t be used as waste, so it can only be sold cheaply, almost for free. , because there are a lot of these things, but it takes some work to pick them up.

It is also necessary to remove the parts that are really dirty and unusable. The corners and corners are actually not neat.

Uncle Li didn’t pick anything, no matter the price or what product, the one who came to buy the paper figurine didn’t give much money, if he used the real material for everything, he would really lose money and make money.

Ji Mo didn't quite understand the reason behind it. He only knew that after the paper was bought, Uncle Li asked himself to paste the paper, pieced together the edges and corners, and tried to make as large a sheet of paper as possible. Bamboo weaves the skeleton, which is also a good way to cut corners.

If pure paper is used, high-quality paper is required, and several layers are required to support a paper figurine that is as tall as a person. First, use bamboo strips to make a layer of bones, and the subsequent work will be much easier. "That's enough, whether to paint or not to paint later, and how many colors to paint are all things that Uncle Li is free to do.

The easy way is to use black as the main color. Anyway, this kind of thing is always black and white. Uncle Li brought back the waste paper with ink on it. After a few swipes with water, the black was evened out, and the color on the top was simple Just tick the edge to indicate what color the black is replacing.

The country people don't ask too much, as long as they can see what they look like, there are those who cut corners even more, and the paper people are pure paper people, fortunately, the underground people don't care.

This is completely different from what I thought. After reading the whole thing, Ji Mo just wanted to shout.