Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 92
After resting for half an hour, Yi Shuyuan followed the people from Zhifang into the bamboo forest in the mountains.

There are a large number of bamboo forests in this mountain area, which are far more numerous than other trees in the mountain. If you go deep into it, you will enter the ocean of bamboo.

The Chen family explained many details to Yi Shuyuan, including how to choose bamboo, how to cut bamboo, where to start to transport it out, and so on.

Yi Shuyuan was listening, but obviously he might not be able to do so. When he entered the bamboo sea, his mind had already diverged.

The whole bamboo sea seemed to come alive in Yi Shuyuan's place at this time, and the bamboo waves caused by the bamboo branches and leaves fluttering with the wind seemed to be the sound of the bamboo sea.

The Chen family has already started picking bamboos, while Yi Shuyuan is wandering a little further away.

Others only thought that Mr. Yi came for an outing, and didn't say much.

After all, although Yi Shuyuan took a hatchet, his gentle appearance didn't make it easy for him to chop this big bamboo.

Yi Shuyuan closed his eyes and listened, listening to the rustling sound in the waves of the bamboo sea, listening to the swaying sound of the bamboo, and feeling the flow of aura in the mountains.

There are also the chirping of birds, which sound from time to time in the wind, as if the sounds of nature have their own places.

over here!

Yi Shuyuan opened his eyes, and walked towards the depths of the bamboo forest.

"Mr. Yi, don't go too far, the bamboo forest is too big, don't get lost"

Old man Chen's voice came from over there, Yi Shuyuan responded from a distance and continued walking.

But not long after, Chen Pingye still followed, fearing that something unexpected happened to Yi Shuyuan and it would be hard to explain.

"Mr. Yi, don't go deep. This time, let's find the ones on the side of the road first. The ones inside are not lucky to come out."

Chen Pingye looked at Yi Shuyuan's figure from a distance, and approached quickly while shouting, but when he arrived, he found that Yi Shuyuan had stopped.

In front of Yi Shuyuan's eyes were two towering big bamboos, and the ethereal bamboo sound could be faintly heard as they swayed in the wind.

"That's it!"

As soon as Chen Pingye walked over, he found that Yi Shuyuan had already bent down and slashed down on the bottom of the bamboo.

"Crack" "crack" "crack" "crack".
"Crack"

Not too many times, a tall bamboo has fallen——
It didn't take long for everyone in Zhifang to know that Yi Shuyuan really wasn't here for an outing.

"Father, Mr. Yi has strength!"

There is no need for Chen Pingye to say this, just watch him and Chen Pingye dragging two big bamboos out together.

Afterwards, they cut bamboo and loaded it into cars together, and transported it out of the bamboo forest together. It was Yi Shuyuan who participated and helped together, so that the gap between everyone gradually eased.

The ox cart was dragged back and forth several times before it dragged away all the bamboo cut today.

It was not dragged to the previous hill drying field, but to a pool in the mountain. There is also a grass shed here, which is obviously also a process site.

Here, Yi Shuyuan and others split the bamboo lengthwise, removed the skin, and then cut it into small pieces.

This work took almost half a day.

In the end, all the bamboos were processed and washed together again. Except for the two bamboos of Yi Shuyuan, which were separated separately, the other bamboos were tied up and thrown into the pool.

The day's work is done.

These carefully selected bamboos have to be soaked in mountain spring water for ten days before they can enter the next step.

Another ten days later, Yi Shuyuan arrived as promised. This time, he washed it with lime mortar and then dried it in the sun.

Or ten days, or three to five days.

People from Yuanjiang Zhifang will go into the mountain to process materials, and Yi Shuyuan will always be there every time, and he is never absent.

From soaking, starch washing, drying, smashing, alkaline water, and then cooking.
Yi Shuyuan did every step by himself, and worked extremely hard, so that everyone in Yuanjiang Zhifang was familiar with his existence, and there was no longer any restraint.

Strictly speaking, Yi Shuyuan is still a very competent helper. He not only works hard, but also has good physical strength. No matter what others say, he never calls for a break.

After a period of time, many rounds of materials had been processed before they were all transported to the boulder hill under the carts carried by the crowd.

Heaps of processed materials are spread out here, where they will be exposed to the wind and the sun, and to accept the baptism of the world.

Perhaps Zhipinggang is really a godsend. Under the unique geographical conditions of Zhipinggang, it takes half a year or even a year to dry materials in other places, and the next step can be carried out in less than half a year here.

In the following days, while practicing, Yi Shuyuan conscientiously compiled the county annals, waiting for the transformation of the materials.

Summer Solstice, Minor Heat, Great Heat, Beginning of Autumn, End of Heat, White Dew.
Although Yi Shuyuan never went to the mountain with the people from Yuanjiang Zhifang, he would go up the mountain to Zhipinggang to have a look almost every once in a while.

This morning, the sun has risen.

Yi Shuyuan stood on a mountain peak opposite the hill, looking towards Zhipinggang.

"Sir, should you be well soon?"

Hui Mian asked on Yi Shuyuan's shoulder, and Yi Shuyuan answered expectantly.

"Yeah, almost"

After several months of wind and sun, the scum-like bamboo has faded from its original color, and the surface is stained with a layer of snow white.

Yi Shuyuan watched these materials change little by little, until today it is like frost.

Chen Pingye came out yawning from the thatched hut where he was guarding the material, habitually scanned the material field, and then looked at the surrounding mountains.

"Ok?"

Chen Pingye, who had already swept across the opposite hill, quickly turned his gaze back, but he didn't see anything special on the hill over there.

"Is it dazzled? I feel like I was standing alone just now."

Chen Pingye patted his head and prepared to wash up.

And Yi Shuyuan had already left with Hui Mian.
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On the edge of the familiar mountain stream, the yellow rocks washed by the spring water are also about to complete their transformation.

It seems to have been expected, or it may be Qin who arrived recently.

When Yi Shuyuan arrived, Huang Hongchuan and Song Weng happened to be standing by the stream.

"I just said that Mr. Yi will come over in two days, right?"

Huang Hongchuan said something to Song Weng with a smile, and then they both bowed their hands to Yi Shuyuan.

Yi Shuyuan bowed back and said "Hello, both of you", and within a few steps he reached the stream.

Huang Hongchuan looked at the stone and said calmly.

"Spirituality has stabilized and the time is near."

"Indeed, it's almost there!"

During the speech, Yi Shuyuan rolled up the sleeve of his right arm, bent down and reached out to take out the rock from the water, just like when he took the stone inkstone.

When the stone arrived in Yi Shuyuan's hands, the ink marks on it appeared instantly, and it was a lifelike "little black loach".

It seems that the master of painting with a wonderful pen painted the pattern on the stone.

Yi Shuyuan looked at the rock in his hand, recalling the time when he used the rock as an inkstone.

Fate is so wonderful.

The spiritual stabilization of the mountains and rocks is about to be completed at this time.

The paper material for the folding fan has already been made, and the next process does not take long.

And the autumnal equinox is approaching, and it is time to harvest the rice in Xihe Village.

Even the compilation of Yuanjiang county annals is nearing completion, but it just needs to check for omissions and make up for it.

Yi Shuyuan looked at the rock for a long time, then put the rock back to its original place, thinking in his heart, the day when I, Yi Shuyuan, will leave Yuanjiang County is coming soon!
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"Hey, have you heard that there is auspiciousness coming out of Yuezhou City!"

"What?" "What auspiciousness, tell me quickly?"

In a corner of the dining hall, several yamen servants gathered and chatted there, and one of them was talking about breaking news.

"Hey, a rice plant was found in the yard of a residential area in Yuanjiang County!"

"What's so strange about rice?" "Is this considered auspicious?"

The other yamen servants suddenly lost interest, and the rice was still in the yard.

The yamen servant who spoke before was grinning. He had expected the reaction of his colleagues. He took a sip of water and continued.

"Rice is not unusual, but this plant grows taller than a human. The millet on the ear of rice is as big as a peanut, isn't it unusual?"

"Huh?" "There is such a thing?" "You can't make it up?"

"How could it be me who made it up? My old cousin saw it with his own eyes in Yuezhou City, and I heard that he has reported it to Chengtian Mansion!"

"Can such a thing still happen?"

"I don't know, I'll tell you one more thing. That family was the one where the former leader of the conference, Mr. Mai, lived!"

A group of yamen servants suddenly became more astonished, and they discussed heatedly.

Yi Shuyuan, who was also eating in the canteen, grinned when he heard the movement over there. He had forgotten about it, and he didn't expect that the rice plant was still ripe.
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After dinner, Yi Shuyuan returned to the library.

Compared with the hustle and bustle before, the peaceful days are the main theme of Yuanjiang County.

It was also in this calm that Yi Shuyuan, who was writing with a pen, completed the last word.

This is a large Qingyuan paper, and the characters written by Yi Shuyuan are relatively large, and what falls on the paper is the song "Hoe Wo".

After writing down the words, Yi Shuyuan took out the seal, did not touch any ink pad, but breathed a sigh of relief at the seal.

With this breath, the color of the seal changed, and then Yi Shuyuan held the seal and landed on the paper.

"Crack~"

When the seal left the paper, the words "Yidaozi" had already been left, and the ink on the paper had also dried up at this moment, so there was no need to dry it.

In the corner of the book case, many home-run books together constitute a complete "Yuanjiang County Chronicle".

Not only has the compilation been completed, but also gaps have been checked and vacancies filled, striving to be more perfect.

Yi Shuyuan looked outside the door of the library. After staying here for so long, he is already familiar with many things. If he didn't have higher pursuits, it would not be a bad place to spend his whole life here.

"It's time to do business!"

(End of this chapter)