Agriculture Escape: Ultimate Boss Has A Space Pocket!

Bai Wutong absolutely cannot accept using bamboo chips to go to the toilet.

So, while squatting on the toilet, she used her consciousness to search the archives in the space.

In order for human beings to preserve civilization in the doomsday, each computer automatically archives the information of various books.

Bai Wutong turned on the computer and searched for papermaking, and countless books, articles and videos about papermaking appeared.

Bai Wutong browsed through a lot of materials, and then selected a few materials that could produce toilet paper under her current conditions, and then read them carefully.

Making toilet paper is actually not difficult, but the process requires some processing machinery.

The cast iron technology of their era was more developed than Bai Wutong imagined, but it was impossible to make automated machinery.

And the use of more than how many catties of iron ore needs the approval of the government, and Bai Wutong doesn't want to disturb the government just to make some toilet paper.

She checked the most primitive toilet paper production principle and planned to use wood to build a primitive version of the paper machine.

If it is successful once, it will be enough for her to use it for a year.

Thinking that he would never have to worry about running out of toilet paper in the future, a smile appeared on Bai Wutong's face.

Bai Wutong had been in the toilet for more than half an hour, and Chu Tianbao blocked the toilet door and shouted, "My lady, my lady, what's wrong with you?"

Bai Wutong helplessly closed the corners of his mouth, and hurriedly said: "I'm here, it's fine, don't block the door of Gong's room, it's very impolite!"

Chu Tianbao was also worried, when he heard Bai Wutong say nothing, he said, "I'm going to play with Smelly!"

Bai Wutong said: "Go, don't bring Smelly to catch a cold."

Chu Tianbao patted his chest outside the door and said in a confident voice, "No way!"

There was no movement at the door, and Bai Wutong breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Chu Tianbao didn't understand some things, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

Bai Wutong brewed a cup of hot tea, went to the study to sort out the relevant materials, and drew the blueprints needed to make the paper machine. After a long time, Bai Wutong smiled with satisfaction and stretched his arms. Look out the window.

Everyone is busy,

Chu Tianbao flew around with Smelly riding on top of him.

Every time it flew, Smelly would laugh loudly, not afraid at all.

Bai Wutong's eyes fell on the position where everyone was dealing with wood.

They have already cut down many trees for clearing land and building houses.

These trees have to be processed before they can be used to build houses. The wood flowers used to process the wood have piled up several acres of land.

When the snow melts, all the wood chips will rot and can be used as fertilizer.

If there is too much, it will not rot and can be used as fuel.

Seeing the mountains of wood flowers, Bai Wutong suddenly raised the corners of his mouth.

Even the materials are ready-made, within a month, she will definitely be able to make toilet paper!

Bai Wutong went out very excitedly, and went directly to find Zhao Sheng who was making furniture for everyone.

Zhao Sheng's craftsmanship in making furniture is unrivaled in Wogan Town, especially the sofa and soft stool he made for Bai Wutong. He was replaced by everyone on his own initiative, and he was given time to do carpentry.

Except for Zhao Sheng, many villagers in the village who know how to work as carpenters are very busy. They earn money that they can't earn in a lifetime after doing a few days of work.

Villagers who don't know how to do carpentry work help them plan wood in their spare time and earn a lot of money.

Seeing Bai Wutong approaching, Zhao Sheng immediately put down the work at hand, and said enthusiastically: "Ma'am, do you have any furniture you want to make?"

Bai Wutong shook his head, "It's not furniture, but I need you to see if you can make this set of machines first."

Zhao Sheng was literate and could understand blueprints. He was a very capable craftsman. Bai Wutong explained his requirements to him carefully according to the blueprints.

After Zhao Sheng listened, he took a stack of drawings from Bai Wutong, looked at them one by one, and said with a smile: "Madam's drawings are so good, I can understand them at a glance, there should be no problem."

Bai Wutong was afraid that he would not be able to do it, so he deliberately drew it very carefully. When he heard that there was no problem, he was relieved and said with a smile: "Then I will trouble you."

Zhao Sheng looked at the drawings again, and asked suspiciously, "It's just madam, what are these several machines for?" It was strange that he had never seen any of them.

Bai Wutong smiled, "You lead people to make these machines first, and you will know when the time comes."

Zhao Sheng was also curious about Bai Wutong's trickery, and he readily agreed that he would put her work at the forefront as soon as possible.

There are a lot of them now, and each of them will help each other, and they will be able to figure it out soon.

Bai Wutong asked Zhao Sheng to do strange things again. Reminiscent of the amazing movable type printing and so on, Yang Quanzi, who was bored writing in the room, was finally willing to go out.

While Zhao Sheng and the others were busy working, Yang Quanzi picked up the drawings and studied them carefully.

After watching for a short time, he saw some tricks.

The "Complete Book of Hundred Industries" he gave to Bai Wutong included papermaking. Papermaking requires a lot of machines. He has visited them at close range, and even drew drawings of machines that need to filter wood pulp.

He stroked his beard and asked Zhao Sheng suspiciously: "Madam, are you going to make paper?"

Papermaking was considered a confidential industry in ancient times. Zhao Sheng had never seen it before. He shook his head, "I don't know. Madam said that after the machine is made, everyone will know." Yang Quanzi stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Interesting, then When will you be able to build this machine?"

Zhao Sheng smiled and said, "Come on, Mr. Yang, just wait patiently." He was also very curious.

Yang Quanzi nodded with a smile, and said suddenly: "I have copied all the characters that need to be engraved in movable type printing. After you finish the machine for Mrs. Bai, you will spare time to print the movable type with the craftsman I found. Make it out."

Zhao Shengwen's ink skills are a bit poor, so he may not be able to write beautiful characters, but if he is asked to carve according to Yang Quanzi's characters, he can carve exactly the same, no worse than the craftsman hired by the Cui family to carve characters.

The most important thing is that he has fully understood Bai Wutong's drawings, and he can also lead the masters to make printing molds for placing movable type.

Zhao Sheng can be regarded as half a scholar. Knowing that Yang Quanzi gave himself the opportunity to witness the beginning of the great transformation of the inheritance of writing, he said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Yang, I have finished my wife's machine, and I will go to you " Maybe history can record his name together, and his children and grandchildren will be proud of him in the future.

The work at hand is just passed on to other people. Anyway, the sofa craftsmanship is not too difficult for others. Comfortable sofa furniture.

Yang Quanzi stroked his beard and nodded, "Okay, the old man still has work to do, so I'll go back to work first."

He and his disciples have to copy it down, and there are still many books to be printed. If the Liuwei Dihuang Wan given by Bai Wutong is not effective, his old bones will definitely be tired in the past few days.