I open a restaurant in Daqin

Chapter 29: The Beginning of Papermaking
"Wait, let them keep the cow!"

Afterwards, Qin Yong personally took action and spent money to buy the cow that pulled the cart.

After the delivery people left, Lao Gan's family still looked at Qin Yong puzzled.

Wu Ya blinked her big eyes in amazement.

After following Qin Yong, she discovered many extraordinary things about Qin Yong.

On weekdays, he does not show the mountains or leak water, but he seems to understand many things that others do not understand, but what he does, others do not understand at all.

Under the eyes of several people, Qin Yong didn't have any intention of explaining to them, but led the ox himself to the side of the stone mill.

The stone mill is installed in the middle of the yard, and there is open space everywhere.

This is a roller stone mill, which is different from the disc-style stone mill.

The disc-type stone mill is to put the food on it, press it in the middle of the mill and repeatedly grind it into powder, or just like grinding beans, add some water to make it into juice.

But this roller-type stone mill is different. It is the same as a soil compactor, rolling and rolling on it back and forth, and finally rolling it repeatedly into fine powder for you.

Qin Yong bought this stone mill to grind wood, not grain.

The disc-type stone mill can't be put in at all, so only the roller type can be used.

Qin Yong tried to reach out and push the stone mill, which was very heavy and laborious.No matter how strong a person's physical strength is, he will be exhausted after pushing for a long time.

Immediately, he measured the pillar on the millstone, and said to Lao Gan and Wuhuan behind him, "You can take down this pillar later and make a new one to install it, will it be all right?"

Lao Gan nodded, this is just making a pillar, it is not a handicraft, unless it is very stupid, it will be fine.

So Lao Gan and his son started to get busy, chopping and hacking in the yard. After about an hour, the stone mill's push pillar was changed.

Qin Yong came again, tied the pillar behind the old cow, led the old cow, and pulled the stone mill around, very relaxed, without any pressure at all.

"Well, no problem, now you get some of those boiled logs and put them on the millstone!"

Seeing this, Qin Yong nodded slightly, and gave instructions to Lao Gan and his son.

Hearing this, the father and son went to do it immediately.

Soon, pieces of wood were laid flat on the millstone, and Qin Yong led the old cow again to pull up the millstone.

The roller turned and rolled over pieces of wood continuously.

This wood has been soaked in cold water for many days, and boiled in boiling water for several days. Although it cannot be said to be rotten wood, it is not much worse.

Being crushed and rubbed by the roulette, it was smashed continuously, and soon turned into a puddle of powder, which was piled up on the millstone.

Seeing this, Qin Yong also stopped, stretched out his hand to grab it, looked left and right, squeezed it, it was very sticky and crumbly.

"Okay, you're done!"

Qin Yong nodded in satisfaction, and immediately ordered: "Now, use the method I just used to grind all the wood into powder!"

Let me tell you, the rest of the matter, of course, has to be left to Lao Gan and his son.

Next, the father and son were busy again, and soon, under the pull of the old cow, all the wood was ground into fine powder without any fatigue.

Qin Yong collected these powders, put them into a tank filled with water, and stirred them back and forth with a wooden stick. Before he knew it, the water was thick.

This is only the second-to-last step of making paper. Last night, the paper-making project has basically completed most of it.

Now it is only necessary to mix the wood flour and water in the vat to a similar degree, and then Qin Yong stops for a long time, waiting for the rough wood flour to settle down and the finer ones to float in the water, then he can start.

At this time, Qin Yong took out the bamboo curtain that had been prepared, and gently salvaged it from the water.

Soon, a thin film was attached to the bamboo curtain.

Qin Yong lifted the film and gently placed it on the table that had been prepared not far away.

The embryonic form of a piece of wet, not yet dry paper is ready.

Then, Qin Yong made hundreds of sheets in a row.

The old Gan's family began to busy themselves with their work, turning over all the tables in the restaurant, all of which were covered with that layer of film.

At this point, Qin Yong just clapped his hands and looked at the films with satisfaction.

These films actually have different thicknesses, but for the first time, it is already quite remarkable to be able to make them like this.

Looking up at this moment, the sky was already dark, and before he knew it, he had been busy for most of the day.

Qin Yong looked at Lao Gan and his son again, and said, "Start now, you two, look at these things in turn, neither let the wind blow away, nor let the rain get wet, until they are all dry!"

Lao Gan and his son didn't understand what it was, but when Qin Yong explained it, Lao Gan was the first to answer: "No, leave it to my father and son, son, don't worry!"

Qin Yong nodded. After all this hard work, he couldn't say he was tired or relaxed.

But the first time I did it, I was always uneasy, and when I relaxed, I felt inexplicably tired.

"Wuya, come here and press it for me!"

Qin Yong greeted and returned to the front yard.

Wu Ya promised, walked up obediently, and immediately began to massage Qin Yong gently after Qin Yong lay down on the mat.

The little girl's hands are very gentle, but they also have a certain amount of strength. Pressing them down is really comforting.

While enjoying himself, Qin Yong raised his head and saw the little girl's charming eyes looking at him, his heart trembled inexplicably.

Not to mention, even though this little girl is not yet an adult, she is only fourteen or fifteen years old, but she is already budding, and her figure is even better than that of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman.

Coupled with that delicate face, in this era, it may not be regarded as all-powerful, but in later generations, that standard oval face, exquisite facial features, even if the temperament is not enough, you can't be a star goddess or something, just dress up a little, It is also a proper net red goddess level.

At this moment, that delicate appearance makes people have a criminal impulse to destroy flowers!

(End of this chapter)