After entering the bird tribe, I want to farm

Nanyao had a lot of materials in his hands, and he pulled out the piece of wood used to make a plaque in their family from the old nest.

This piece of wood is reddish in color, hard in texture, heavy in the hand, clangs when tapped, and smells nice of wood, so it looks like a good piece of wood.

With her hands on her knees, Bai Wu stood beside Nanyao half-bent and stared at this piece of wood for a long time, "If this piece of wood is hung outside our store, it will probably hang directly to send us away."

"What nonsense?" Nanyao wiped the piece of wood carefully with scraps of animal skin, and then looked at the grain on it, "This piece of wood is still a product left by the previous priest. It has been oiled to prevent insects and moths, so there is no need to deal with it again." .”

"Then let's carve text on it? Are you looking for someone?"

Bai Wu listened to his eyes and said honestly, "I don't know how to sculpt, I don't have enough control, and I don't have much experience in sculpting. If you let me do it, even if I sculpt it, it will be ugly."

"I will. You draw the pattern first."

Bai Wu blinked and stared at him, "Should I draw directly on the wood, or what?"

Nan Yao stood up, leaned over and kissed him, "Draw with charcoal directly, you can't erase it and start over."

"Okay, I'm going to get the carbon now."

They had already discussed the pattern to be drawn on the plaque.

The main body uses the ancient Chinese characters used by Bai Wu in his previous life as the base, and changes it into a stick figure style. The word "bird" is written in a larger size, and a bird is really drawn.

Bai Wu went to get a charcoal pencil, and squatted in front of the wooden board to draw, while Nan Yao went to sharpen the knife he used for carving.

He usually sharpens some bone flutes. He has two metal carving knives with slanted edges, which are different from ordinary knives. Now that they have been sharpened, the carving knives are black and shiny, very sharp.

Seeing him sharpen the knife and come back, Bai Wu turned the board with the sketch on to show him, "How about this?"

Looking at the wooden boards from the south.

There are three large characters with slightly complicated strokes and a vivid bird with simple strokes on the wooden board. This wooden board looks like a work of art. If it is hung on the door, it will surely attract everyone's attention.

Nan Yao commented for a moment, then nodded: "Not bad."

"Then you carve it. I'll fill it with toner and paint it black after I carve it."

"it is good."

Nan Yao sat upright behind the wooden board and began to carve.

Bai Wu squatted beside him and didn't leave, just watched him describe bit by bit.

Nanyao's hands are very long, and the carving knife is in his hand, like his extended hand, carving a hard wooden board like tofu, with a light stroke, the wood is planed.

Watching him work is simply a kind of enjoyment.

The plaque was not difficult to carve. It took Nan Yao about two days to carve the plaque and repair the corners of the plaque by the way.

The pattern on the plaque was dented, and Bai Wu ground the charcoal into a fine toner, and filled in the words "family shop", and the word "bird" with lime.

The background color of this plaque is red, and the characters are white and black, which looks very eye-catching.

After the plaque was finished, the whole family surrounded the plaque with amazed eyes.

Chuan touched the plaque, "You are the only ones who came up with such a thing."

Bai Wu raised her eyebrows, "Isn't it pretty?"

Kishi pushed him, "Stop talking, hurry up, hang up the plaque and have a look."

The plaque was relatively heavy, so Mo went to move the ladder over, and the family hammered nails above the door frame, and slowly hung the plaque up, right in the center.

"It seems to be very straight?" Bai Wu stood in front of the door frame and asked his family members with his hips akimbo.

Nan Yao looked up, nodded, "That's right."

The plaque on their side is done well, and the shelves are almost done.

This is mainly due to the fact that each tribe has a large number of wooden boards. They exchanged the wooden boards and nailed them with nails, which is a very good shelf.

The shelf was originally in the backyard, but Nan Yao woke up early this morning, felt the air and said to Bai Wu, "It might rain tomorrow."

"Rain? Isn't it snowing?"

"It should be rain, with a little sleet at most, so it won't snow."

"Then we have to take all the outside tools back into the house as soon as possible. It will be bad if it gets caught in the rain." Bai Wu got up, "Especially the soap outside, put it in the utility room first."

"You can also move the shelves inside, anyway, it will be moved in these two days."

They are preparing goods for a while, and there are a lot of things hanging outside the house, which are miscellaneous, and it is not easy to clean them up.

While tidying up, Kishi looked at the clouds in the sky, "The clouds are so thick this time, it may rain for several days, should we open the store as planned?"

"Of course." Bai Wu replied, "The news has spread, and most of the long-legged people already know that we are going to open a store, and if we change the time temporarily, if they come as scheduled, they will be in vain. good."

Kishi muttered: "It's raining, it's definitely not as lively as the sunny day."

Nan Yao said: "It's okay, the spring rain is not heavy."

It was going to rain, and they wanted to hurry up and finish all the work that should be done, and they worked until late at night that day.

After a tiring day, Bai Wu felt that his bones were about to fall apart, so he went back to take a shower, fell on the bed, rolled into Nan Yao's arms with the warm quilt, closed his eyes and said, "Don't wake me up for dinner tomorrow. , I want to sleep until I wake up naturally."

"Yes, go to sleep."

Bai Wu had a sweet dream all night, dreaming that their store was well received after opening, and there was an endless stream of customers, even the orcs from the other side of the mainland came to watch the fun.

In this sweet dream, he slept very soundly, even when he was asleep, there was always a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Unexpectedly, before he got up, he felt someone pushing him, "Wu, wake up, something happened——"

Bai Wu frowned, wrapped in the quilt and rolled to the other side, trying to avoid the familiar noise.

Unexpectedly, just after he was clean for a while, the voice haunted him again, "Something really happened, the plaque is broken, and the store will open the day after tomorrow..."

Bai Wu reluctantly opened his eyes a little, saw his brother's face right in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong?"

"Plaque! The picture you drew is completely ruined, and there are still drips on it. Hey, don't close your eyes, go down and have a look."

"I'm so sleepy." Bai Wu was so sleepy that he seemed to be swimming, he could only hear his brother's voice intermittently reaching his ears, as if swaying through a layer of water waves, he heard it, but couldn't think.

Kishi reached out and grabbed his wrist, and directly pulled him to sit up, "Don't sleep, I'll get you clothes, you put them on quickly, let's go down."

"Where's Nan Yao?"

"I didn't see it, maybe I took Nanfeng Baixue down to collect the fish cage. I didn't find him just now."

Bai Wu was dug up by his brother, and after putting on his coat, he regained consciousness.

He shook his head, "What did you just say? What happened to the plaque?"

"It was ruined by the rain, and all the pictures you drew were ruined."

"what?"

"You'll know when you go down and have a look, it's so ugly!"

Bai Wu didn't feel sleepy anymore, he felt as if he put on his shoes, "Then I'll go down and have a look."

As soon as he went out, he saw misty rain outside, the whole world seemed to be submerged in water, the mountain fog was thick, and the mist stretched. Moist green.

He took a deep breath, and the abundant water vapor was inhaled directly into his lungs. It was cold and moist, refreshing him, and the remaining drowsiness completely disappeared.

"I didn't expect it to be a drizzle today! How long has it been raining?"

"How would I know? When I woke up, it was already raining. Don't care how long it's been raining, let's go down and have a look. You can see how serious the problem is at a glance."

Seeing that his brother was in a hurry, Bai Wu didn't dare to delay, and the two quickly returned to the house below.

Bai Wu stood in front of the store, staring at the plaque on the door frame.

The plaque is indeed worn out, except for the bird painted by Lime, the other three words are not in shape.

It may be that the toner powder is not fine enough. When it is splashed by water vapor, it condenses into lumps and drips down. It looks a bit ugly.

Of course, this may just be the pursuit of perfection. If you look at it from a distance, you can actually see it.

Bai Wu stood in front of the door with folded arms, silent in thought.

Kishi pushed him, "What now? Do you want to make a new plaque?"

"That's not necessary. Toner is easier to wash off, just repaint it." The rain fell on top of his head, making his hair and clothes a little damp. When he turned around, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be particularly fresh, "I'm thinking What to paint with."

"Have you thought of a way?"

"Forget it, let's make some ink." Bai Wu let out a sigh of relief, and said to himself, "If I knew I shouldn't be lazy, if I got the ink out earlier, everything would be fine."

"What is ink?"

When Bai Wu said "Mo", he used Huaxia, which had a different tone from their father's name, and Kishi couldn't catch it at all.

"Things like toner, brother, help me clean all the dishes that are not in use at home, I will be useful."

"What about you?"

"I'm going to get autumn oil and cotton thread."

Bai Wu is no stranger to ink. Anyone who has written brush characters is no stranger to ink. He has been in touch with ink making methods in books and games. He can even get a glimpse of it from the name of ink, such as a The ink is called "pine smoke ink".

A lot of ink is made of soot. If there is no soot, some people will use pot ash as the next best thing. Scrape off the pot ash, mix it with water and grind it evenly, it is a simple ink.

Kishi quickly came out with a stack of pottery bowls.

Their family pays more attention to food, and they often treat guests. They have a lot of bowls at home, which just come in handy now.

Bai Wu poured autumn fruit oil into the bowl, put in twisted cotton thread, and then went to the firewood pile to carry a bundle of fine firewood.

He tied the firewood into a tripod, put the bowl containing autumn fruit oil underneath, and put the empty bowl upside down on the tripod. The two bowls were on the upper and lower sides of the tripod, like an hourglass, just in time for the smoke from the cotton thread to rise. in an empty bowl.

An saw that he had put such a row of bowls under the eaves, and asked suspiciously: "Is this enough?"

"Where can it go, there are still many processes, so let's do this for now, and see if we can finish all the processes at night and make the ink."

Before Bai Wu finished speaking, she caught a glimpse of Nan Yao carrying a bucket and bringing Nanfeng Baixue up.

The two big wolves looked very lively, running around Nan Yao, because they ran so fast, even though it was drizzling, their long fur still fluttered, looking majestic.

The main reason is that these two big wolves eat well, have big bones and thick paws, they look much stronger and hairier than the wolves Bai Wu had seen in his previous life.

Bai Wu stared at their hair, her eyes lit up, she went forward to meet Nan Yao, hugged his waist and looked into the bucket, "You guys are back, how many fish did you catch today?"

"There are not many large half-barrels, and the water below has risen. It is estimated that there will be more rain upstream."

"It's also possible that the accumulation of less is more. The water from so many tributaries converges into this river, and the flow of water at the bottom cannot be imagined."

Bai Wu said as he knelt down and hugged Nanfeng.

Nanfeng was very close to him, sticking out his pink tongue to lick his palm.

Bai Wu's palms were itchy from being licked, and with Nan Feng's thick ears showing, she smiled, "What a wolf!"

Nan Yao raised his eyebrows, looked at him, and then at the bowls placed under the eaves, "What is this for?"

"Get some ink, I told you before." Bai Wu nunu mouthed, "Look at our plaque, because the toner on it is not fine enough, it is already spent, I need to get some ink, and redraw the words on it .”

"Do you want to make a pen?"

"Do you still remember? Yes. We have to make a pen, but unfortunately we don't have any wool now." Bai Wu said and stroked the big furry wolf underneath, raised his head and smiled, "Nanyao, help me clean up the two Come out with a fish and feed it to the wolf."

Nan Yao glanced at the two big wolves flicking their tails happily, "Do you want to hold it down for you?"

"No, I should be stronger."

Bai Wu took the two wolves to the eaves of their room, moved a small bench to sit on, and found scissors and a small basket.

Kishi didn't understand what their charade-like conversation meant at all, but seeing the smile on his face, he silently moved away from him.

Nan Yao quickly brought over the two fish that had been scaled and gutted.

In order to make it easier for the two wolves to eat, he also chopped the fish into small pieces and put them in the special rice bowls for the two wolves and sent them over.

Nanfeng and Baixue didn't understand why they suddenly added food, but they were still very happy to see the extra food. They gathered around Bai Wu, frantically flicking their tails.

"Let's eat." Bai Wu ordered, and let the two wolves eat the fish.

Nanfeng Baixue immediately stood in front of the rice bowl, eating without raising her head.

These two fish are relatively big, Bai Wu sees that they won't be able to finish eating them in a while, so he is not in a hurry.

Bai Wu grabbed Nanfeng's tail with scissors first, cut off a tuft of hair under the tail, put it in the basket, and then trimmed three tufts of hair under the belly and on the back.

The silly wolf Nanfeng didn't realize that part of his beloved Mao Mao had been lost, and he was still eating without looking up.

When Bai Wu was shearing Bai Xue, Bai Xue was a little more sensitive, and even turned her head to look at him, her four paws moved uneasily.

Bai Wu touched its back reassuringly, and it stopped moving, watching Bai Wu make a move quietly and restrainedly.

The white wu didn't get cut much, and their hair is thick. After cutting it, I stretched out my hand to stroke it, and I couldn't see the skin under the hair at all.

"Okay." Bai Wu patted Bai Xue's neck and said with a smile, "Go ahead and eat."

Bai Xue didn't move, she stuck out her pink tongue and licked her mouth.

Bai Wu rubbed its neck, "I really don't want to cut it."

Bai Xue didn't move, and waited until she saw Bai Wu took the scissors back to the room and put them away before lowering her head to eat again.

It seems that Baixue's vigilance is indeed much higher than that of Nanfeng.

After the two big wolves finished eating the fish, they went to the side to play, while Bai Wu fetched a basin of water, carefully pinched the root of the wolf fur, and put the clipped wolf fur in the basin to wash.

After a simple cleaning, he aligned the roots of the wolf hairs and trimmed them again, cutting the roots of each strand of wolf hairs evenly.

These six pinches of wolf hair come from different parts of the two wolves, some are long and some are short, some are hard and some are soft. Bai Wu carefully placed them on the wooden board and combed them neatly with a comb to remove the miscellaneous hairs inside.

Kishi didn't quite understand what he was doing, so he squatted by the side to watch the commotion, watching him comb and comb the six locks of hair. Stack them together, slice them apart, and lay them flat.

"What is this for?"

"Mix them evenly." Bai Wu didn't dare to breathe out, because he was afraid that if he breathed a little harder, he would blow up these hairs, "Brother, help me take out the cotton rope and arrange it. I want the finest cotton." rope."

Kishi ran into the house and came out with two rolls of cotton rope.

Their thinnest cotton cords are not much thicker than a strand of human hair, and this is the thread used to sew clothes.

Bai Wu squeezed the tidied wolf fur together, leaving a wooden board for Kishi to place the cotton thread on the board.

Kishi did as he did, and Baiwu separated a bunch of wolf hairs, placed them carefully on the cotton thread, then wrapped the cotton thread around the root a few times, tied it tightly, and a long, cone-like brush head came out. .

Bai Wu took the tip of the brush, dipped it in water, and wrote a few words on the bench. The characters written by the tip of the brush were coquettish, and the pen was as fast as a dragon, and the dots and lines were all chic.

It was the first time in Bai Wu's life to write such calligraphy. Looking at the familiar strokes under his hand, he couldn't help but pause, and stopped to appreciate it for a while.

"Wow!" Kishi watched helplessly as he conjured up a unique brush head and wrote beautiful characters, "That's it."

"It's still early. Need to trim and put on the pen barrel. Do you have any resin at home? I need to glue it with resin."

Nan Yao didn't know when he was standing behind him, heard their conversation, and said, "I'll get it for you."

Bai Wu turned her head and smiled.

Nan Yao lowered his head and kissed his forehead, without avoiding the shore, "Very beautiful."

To achieve this step with the brush, the three of them worked together, melted the resin, and found a suitable bamboo branch as the pen holder, and put the brush head in the pen holder.

Bai Wu cut a lot of hair, and finally made four brushes of different specifications.

The oily bamboo-yellow pen barrel and the snow-white wolf hair nib are arranged in a row on the wooden board, which looks very eye-catching.

Bai Wu stared at the brush and admired it for a while, then suddenly laughed.

Kishi laughed inexplicably, "What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing." Bai Wu smiled and shook her head.

In his previous life, he lived in a time and space rich in products. He used many wolf brushes, all of which were made of weasel hair or other animal hairs. In this life, it doesn't matter what he wants, but the brushes he uses are real wolf brushes.

The four writing brushes used them all morning, Bai Wu stood up and stretched, looking at the pottery bowl they put on the tripod.

All the lights were still on, and a lot of soot had accumulated in the upside-down clay bowl.

Bai Wu took the wood chips, scraped all the soot into a clean bowl, and scraped off half of the bowl.

Nan Yao asked, "How do I get these inks?"

"Boil the glue first, I'll get some cowhide and fish glue out. Brother, which box is the broken leather at home?"

"In Yafu's house, the isinglass is in the cupboard."

"Then I'll get some."

Bai Wu's house has a lot of animal products. He took fish glue and shredded cowhide, put them in a clay pot, added water and boiled the glue slowly, and waited for the soot to accumulate while boiling.

It was getting late, Bai Wu simply made dinner and went down to feed the two little dolphins.

When the work is over and the meal is over, night has fallen again.

The glue had been boiled out, Baiwu took Nanyao and Anan, and scraped off the soot again, then poured the boiled glue into the soot one by one, stirred it evenly, put it into a small stone mortar and beat it repeatedly.

These tasks were so trivial that Bai Wu kept yawning, and Nan Yao beat him for the second half.

The hammered ink balls are put into the molds they use to make cakes to make ink cakes, which are sent to the utility room to dry in the shade.

A little leftovers are left, and the white wu is ground into ink with water.

Ink is much more delicate than toner water, black and thick.

Nan Yao took off the plaque himself, the two of them washed the toner in the word frame, wiped it dry with a cloth, and Bai Wu filled the word frame with a brush.

Nanyao's craftsmanship is very good. The engraved characters even have the edge of the pen. When Bai Wu painted toner inside, the effect was mediocre. Now that he filled it with ink, it was like a finishing touch. The whole plaque became very different.

Birds and beasts are very sensitive to beauty, Kishi saw it and immediately said: "This plaque looks like a painting!"

Bai Wu took two steps back, stood a little further away and looked again, "I still feel like something is missing?"

Nan Yao stood side by side with him, "What?"

Bai Wu made a gesture, "It's a bit empty, and our signature is missing. We can make a small signature on the side, just like a seal."

Chuan yawned on the sidelines, "It's too late, you guys can make it up tomorrow, just put the plaque in the utility room to dry overnight, and hang it up tomorrow."

Bai Wu nodded, "I think it's okay. When the plaque is dry tomorrow, we can paint a thin layer of resin on the handwriting, so that it won't be stained by water vapor."