The last dragon ever

Chapter 92 I want to make paper
"I'm sorry, Dragon God, I was just wondering what the hell paper is." Hei was very smart, and quickly found a related excuse.

Not being fooled, Yang Luyun crossed her arms and said, "Then tell me, what is paper?"

"Things that can replace walls and record contribution values." Hei guessed, "It shouldn't be that big, it can be smaller, and it can also record everyone..."

Could it be that she misunderstood?Yang Luyun doubted: "You are right, the paper is indeed much smaller than the wall, it can be made as big as the face, or only the size of our palm. Most importantly, it can be carried on our body, anytime, anywhere Take it out and record..."

"So miraculous?!" Hei could only think of one thing, but he didn't want what Dragon God described, it was so many times more perfect than what he thought.

Yang Luyun nodded: "Well, paper is indeed a good thing, but it is also a big project. Now everyone is busy hunting or building houses. People from the Shangyao tribe will also come, and then they will have to open up wasteland and farm land. I'm afraid it won't be so More time to make paper."

"What should I do?"

"Let's replace it with something else." Yang Luyun thought for a while, didn't she have things like bamboo scrolls in ancient times?For the time being, use this emergency first, and there should be no problem.It's just that it will take some effort and copy it several times.

"Replace it with something?"

Yang Luyun asked Heiyun to find some bamboo, cut it into strips, and smoothed some with stones, so that it would not be so sticky.

Hei held the thin strip the width of a finger, completely ignorant of its use.

"Later, take it to the old people in the tribe. Is there a way to thread a line between these bamboo strips and tie them together one by one." Yang Luyun made a gesture, asking these bamboo strips of similar length and width to be doubled up and down. End punching, threading.

Don't they have that threadgrass?The toughness is good, you can use this thing as a thread.

Hei nodded, but he still didn't understand how to write on it: "Dragon God, didn't you say that the contribution value should be recorded on it, how to write it?"

"This may require everyone to find a way. In the God Realm, our gods can make a kind of black ink and write on it with a brush. Do you know the brush? It's animal hair..." Coincidentally, there was animal skin beside Yang Luyun, so she Grabbed a few, kneaded them into a small rub, put them on a stick as thick as a finger, and continued, "Look, that's it. These hairs are tied on a small stick, and after they are stained with ink, they can be written on bamboo sticks with ink." On the note, this is the brush..."

"What about the ink?"

"Ask the women or old people in the tribe, if they have found any colored things on their hands or other places, it is not easy to wash off. This thing can be taken back and used as ink..."

In fact, as long as the bamboo scroll is solved, the pen and ink are easy to solve.

Sure enough, Hei found the old people in the tribe with bamboo strips. They took a look in their hands, and soon found out how to poke holes and thread grass through them. Several bamboo strips were made into bamboo rolls.

Although they don't have knives or anything like that, they have sharp animal bones and fishbone, so it takes a little effort.

As for pen and ink, there is no problem at all.

The old man is very patient. Making hair ink is a matter of animal hair and wooden sticks, and then it takes many trials to find the most suitable animal hair for writing.

Ink is the clue provided by the women, because they have been dealing with plants for a long time, so they know very well what kind of plant juice is colored and very difficult to deal with.Usually they would remind the children to stay away, but this time they would become a treasure that everyone wants to bring back to the tribe, because it can be made into ink.

When Yao, the leader of the Shangyao tribe, arranged for the members of the Shangyao tribe according to the agreement, when he brought some young people from the tribe to the Sun tribe, he just entered the gate of the tribe and saw that everyone was busy. sequence look.

Whether it is the elderly or children, there is work on hand, and they are very happy to do it.

He froze for a moment, and asked the leader Xia: "Leader Xia, can the old people in your tribe move around?" In their tribe, the old people have long been turned into waste, and they were discarded in a certain cave in the tribe, sitting and eating and waiting to die. Don't dare to walk around in the tribe.

Because the old people are the abandoned part of the tribe, if they walk around in the tribe casually, if the young people see it, they will be disgusted, and they may be deducted from the food for the day.

Even if the old man is so obedient, if there is not enough food, the old man will still starve to death.

The Sun Tribe used to be like this, so the leader Xia was not surprised by the question of the leader Yao at all. He hid the complacent look on his face and said with a smile: "Why not? The old man has done something for our tribe With so many contributions, they deserve to be respected by all the young people, women and children in our tribe. And, don’t you know that there is a saying, ‘An old man in a tribe is like a treasure’?”

"What do you mean?" The leader Yao was at a loss.

"Dragon God said that the old people are actually the treasures of the tribe, because they have experienced a lot and know more than us. If we usually ask these old people for advice when we are doing things, we can avoid a lot of detours."

While talking, he also walked inside.The leader Yao didn't fully understand what the leader Xia meant, but when he looked up, he suddenly found that there were many strange buildings in the Sun Tribe, and he was taken aback.

"what is that?"

As soon as he saw the house pointed by the leader Yao's finger, the leader Xia couldn't help but feel a little proud: "Oh, you mean this, this is the house of our tribe, isn't your tribe like this?"

"House?!" The leader Yao's eyes widened, he stepped forward quickly, and touched it with his fingers, "Aren't the houses all made of wood? Why do you have soil? Besides, it's so big?"

The young people from the Shangyao tribe also stared wide-eyed, unable to believe it.Some people boldly imitated the leader's appearance, reached out to touch it, and secretly pushed it hard.

I rely on!It's so strong, you can't even push it.

When this person wanted to kick, he was stopped by the young man of the Sun Tribe: "No, this house is not completely dry, and it will collapse if you kick it. I will take you to try the one that has dried over there. You can try it." , don’t jump up all over, you won’t fall if you touch it a little…”

The young people of the Shangyao tribe were led to a nearby house by this man, and their eyes widened as they watched the man kick them out.

Oh my God? !It really didn't fall? !

The leader Yao also saw it, and asked excitedly, "How is this made? Why didn't it fall?"

(End of this chapter)