After being stranded on a deserted island, they all plotted against me

I remembered that I had to squat in the school toilet on a hot day in junior high school.

Then the feeling of a drop of sweat slowly sliding down your back.

Zhang Liu was crazy about wanting to improve the shading effect.

To be honest, it wasn't until he entered an aristocratic girls' school in high school that he was shocked to discover that some people even installed separate air conditioners and floor heating in their bathrooms.

The second point is that bamboo is a wooden material anyway and is prone to breeding insects.

Especially when there is a heavy rain outside and then the sun shines brightly.

There are always a lot of flies in places like toilets.

If the insects develop in the cracks of the bamboo.

If one of them falls down while climbing up in the future, the consequences will be very serious.

Zhang Liu himself is thick-skinned and doesn't mind, but the girls...

So at this moment, after comprehensive consideration, he decided to choose the brick and tile solution.

Completely abandoned bamboo participation.

"Uh-huh."

Song Shuyao didn’t have as many considerations in her mind as Zhang Liu.

After hearing the other party decide to use tiles.

She immediately agreed, "Then shall we start making tiles this afternoon?"

"I still don't know how to fix the tiles." Scratching his head, Zhang Liu said helplessly, "I always feel that it will be unstable when placed."

"Do you want the classic cross-shaped structure that uses friction to prevent the bricks from falling?"

With a slight blink, Song Shuyao said that Zhang Liu was thinking about the prototype of the tiles.

"Yes!"

Nodding vigorously, Zhang Liu's plan was to use the special shape and structure of the tiles, and then use gravity and friction to fix them.

But this plan is a bit troublesome.

At present, he has no way to make a small model to confirm it, and can only calculate it secretly in his mind.

No matter how I think about it, I have no idea.

"If that's the case, I'd suggest drilling a hole in the top and tying it to the beam, right?"

Looking up, Song Shuyao silently looked at the entire ceiling.

Then she spoke her mind.

"Dig a hole?" Scratching his head, Zhang Liu said, "I think this suggestion is not bad..."

"Yes……"

He nodded slightly in approval.

Then Song Shuyao reached out and lifted her long hair that had been scattered behind her back to the front, letting it fall naturally in front of her chest.

Time passes these days.

Her hair originally only reached her waist.

At this moment, it has grown to a position slightly above the buttocks.

And now, after being turned over to her chest, it flowed naturally along her chest, which was not very high but somewhat protruding.

The tail end reaches the lower abdomen.

Song Shuyao gently played with a bunch of hair with her fingers. There was a hint of joking in her tone, but her eyes were very serious as she looked at the boy in front of her and asked, "By the way, Zhang Liu, when the house is built, how many people do you want to live in it?"

"Ah?" Zhang Liu was confused by Song Shuyao's sudden question. It took him a long time to react.

"It should be one person, right?"

Judging by the twelve women on the island and himself, the one man.

Zhang Liu plans to build seven independent houses in the future.

And they built a wall outside to protect against wild animals as a residence.

So his plan was indeed to live alone.

"Alone..." With a wave of smoke in her eyes, Song Shuyao slowly took a step forward, and then she asked in a low voice: "Then...what if someone wants to be your roommate?"

Although it didn't say who it was.

But Song Shuyao's performance at this moment has already shown her name on her face.

"This kind of thing is inconvenient, right?" Zhang Liu was a little at a loss after seeing this.

He had totally unexpected the other party's excessive initiative.

He had already given the answer, “There are many people around me.”

Why would Song Shuyao take the initiative to come forward like this?

"Ah."

Nodding, Song Shuyao looked at Zhang Liu deeply, then she turned and left.

Behind Song Shuyao, Zhang Liu breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he also felt an indescribable sense of disappointment.

It's like refusing to drop something.

But the next second, Song Shuyao turned around on the spot.

Her hair was still fluttering in the air, but her eyes were already fixed on Zhang Liu's face.

Looking at the other person's melancholy expression, Song Shuyao's mouth corners slightly raised.

She had received the answer she wanted.

For a girl who is already secretly in love with the other person.

You don’t need the boy you like to be interested in you, you just need him to have that kind of interest in you.

The melancholy expression on Zhang Liu's face right now is exactly what Song Shuyao wanted.

Walk quickly into Bamboo House No. 3.

Then she talked to everyone about the production process of toilet ceiling tiles.

After Zhang Liu followed Song Shuyao in.

Three girls in the bamboo house immediately started designing the prototype of the tiles around him.

Chapter 424: Tired, but willing to continue

But at this moment, for Zhang Liu.

There was something more important than the tiles that he needed to confirm.

That is the blower housing.

After a whole night of natural cooling yesterday, the earthen kiln in Bamboo House No. 3 had lost its temperature, and the charcoal inside had all been taken out by the girls and piled up next to it.

The blower casing placed on its lid has already shown initial signs of drying out.

For this thing.

The girls who came in were even interested in the little leopard who had eaten two monkey legs in the morning and then strolled down the mountain.

But they didn't dare to move.

When Zhang Liu reached out to pick it up, all the girls looked at him.

Zhang Liu, who was holding this thing in his hand, also had a nervous look on his face.

In his iron smelting plan.

Blowers, blast furnaces, plenty of charcoal, pyrite...

These things can be considered a complete set of processes, and nothing can be missing or go wrong.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Liu held the blower casing and looked it up and down.

After making sure there are no cracks or gaps.

An expression of deep happiness suddenly appeared on his face.

Once the first step is completed, the next steps are very simple.

Build a fire in the empty space of bamboo house No. 3, and then put the blower casing in for the final calcination.

There is already sufficient experience in earthenware processing.

Therefore, whether it is Zhang Liu or the girls, they already have a foreknowledge of the outcome.

Wait until the fire starts to burn, then put the blower casing in.

Zhang Liu, with his hands free, sat next to Zhou Fang and began to study the tile mold together.

He had used bamboo backs as the base for making tiles before.

However, the result of subsequent firing is that the curvature is similar, but the thickness varies greatly, making mass production impossible.

After all, the curvature can be flattened by hand on a bamboo piece as a base, and the thickness depends entirely on eyesight and hand application.

Currently, Zhou Fang, Qin Ruoshuang and Song Shuyao are also working on this issue.

After several attempts, no one was able to make that kind of inclined brick mold.

Just as Zhang Liu joined in thinking hard about the array.

His eyes suddenly fell on the brick mold.

I really can't make a curved sheet myself.

However, if you make a flat sheet, wait for it to dry slightly, and then press it on a bamboo piece, you can also make the shape!

Thinking of this, Zhang Liu immediately started to operate.

The prototype of the mold is very simple. You just need to chop bamboo strips of suitable width and then tie the four corners with ropes to prevent it from deforming.

Put in moist soil and press it flat, then stick it on the bamboo piece.

He turned his head and looked at the serious gazes of Zhou Fang, Qin Ruoshuang, and Song Shuyao.

He explained while trying:

"We can use some drier soil pieces to stick them together, and then we can have a tile shape of a fixed size."

talking.

Zhang Liu also used a branch to make a small hole in the front of the tile as the hanging point suggested by Song Shuyao.

Under the understanding eyes of Zhou Fang and others.

The production of tiles is also progressing.

However, compared to the simple production of bricks, tiles require secondary processing procedures.

time flies……

When it started to get dark outside.

The cry of a little leopard was heard outside bamboo house No. 3.

There was a green "spicy strip" in his mouth.

Seeing that there was no one in bamboo house No. 1, the little guy came to bamboo house No. 3 to look for someone.

He looked up and found that his boss Zhang Liu was sitting on the ground, carefully pressing the mud mold for tiles.

After putting down the Bamboo Leaf Green and calling out hello.

The little leopard also started walking towards the boss.

The tail behind the butt began to swing unconsciously.

The six girls sitting next to Zhang Liu all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Xiao Baozi put down the spicy strips.

Although no one present was very afraid of snakes.

But the horrifying scene of seeing black and red bloodstains on the emerald green skin of the bamboo shoots was seen.