forest kingdom

Chapter 45 Rehabilitation 1
After the sheep's hooves were repaired, gray and white nail fragments were scattered on the ground.

Lawrence sat there without moving. He had spent too much energy concentrating on trimming the pedicures of a few sheep.

This kind of work is generally not done by women. It requires a certain amount of strength to fix the hooves of sheep and cows to prevent these animals that do not understand the brain from suddenly coming.

Even if some animals look gentle, they are not humans after all, and no one can guarantee that these animals will always be honest.

Use your arms or legs to fix the hoof, and then use the other hand to operate the knife. The sheep's hoof also needs to use a lot of force to cut off the worn cuticle.

Without Lawrence's orders, Sariel had already brought a broom and started cleaning up the dirty things on the floor.

The fallen nails were quickly collected and thrown away.

Sofia looked at Sariel walking away, and then at Lawrence sitting on the stool.

"Are you going to herd the sheep now?"

Lawrence said: "No, Salil said it will rain today, so just have a day off today. I will go find some wood, and you can help Salil clean the house."

"Okay." Sophia agreed obediently, ran out and said, "I'll go find Salil."

Cleaning is troublesome, but it doesn’t require that much effort.

Lawrence plans to prepare two bags of charcoal, which has many uses.

There was a wooden shed built near the hut. The shed was neatly filled with large pieces of split firewood, which Andrew had prepared for winter fuel.

Lawrence used to think before taking action.

Looking at the wood in this warehouse, Lawrence's eyes flicked back and forth over some of the wood.

"It's my first time to try something simple and gain some experience. And if it rains today, it's not suitable to make too much charcoal. I'll burn fifty kilograms of wood first to determine the shipment ratio."

"Fifty kilograms of wood can be processed in the kitchen. You don't need to watch it outdoors all the time."

Lawrence recalled how charcoal was made.

To put it simply, it uses high temperatures to burn away the volatile components in the charcoal, leaving behind more stable carbon molecules.

The resulting charcoal can be ignited to generate higher temperatures.

The flame when processing wood will be interfered by water vapor and mixed substances when burning, and the processed charcoal only contains more combustible charcoal blocks, so it can generate a higher temperature.

For example, the charcoal stoves used to sell snacks or eat hot pot on the street emit high temperatures without burning as high as firewood.

Charcoal is a cleaner fuel than wood and is lighter.

However, processing is more troublesome, so sometimes wood fuel is still burned if wood can be burned. Charcoal is only used in a few high-end occasions.

Fifty pounds of wood is not much, so Lawrence found a few big pieces of wood and moved them down and it felt almost enough.

Using an ax to chop the wood into smaller pieces more suitable for processing, Lawrence carried the wood and walked to the kitchen.

Soon Lawrence came out again holding the wood.

"Oops, the upper and lower ventilation in the oven cannot be closed. If I block the stove and smolder the wood, Salil will definitely get angry when cooking at noon."

When Lawrence was thinking of a solution, he suddenly felt that the air around him was dull and humid. When he raised his head and looked at the sky, he found a drop of rain falling from the sky and landed on his warm cheek.

"The experience of mountain people is so accurate..."

Lawrence was now completely convinced.

But Salil, who should have known that it would rain today, was running anxiously home with Sophia.

It was raining lightly. On the grass, two little girls, one big and one small, were holding their skirts in their hands and running towards the house on the hillside in long strides.

Lawrence stood under the eaves and said in a relaxed tone: "Hi! I have prepared dry wood. You can warm up next to the fire."

Sophia and Salil quickly ran back. They had just gone to the river to fetch water, and now they came back with empty buckets.

Salil's hair and clothes were partially wet, and she pulled Sophia into the house.

"We're going to change. Lawrence, can you put the bucket outside to get some clean water?"

Lawrence smiled and said, "Of course, you guys, come inside and I'll light the fire." There was a brazier at home for heating in winter. Lawrence went to the kitchen to find some hay and branches, then went into the house and took out the brazier and started lighting the fire.

Andrew's house was well-equipped with tools, and after Lawrence successfully lit the fire, he remembered something.

"I remember I promised Andrew that I would make him a toolbox. I just have time today, so let's make a box."

"I also made a wheel by the way. The mountain road is so steep that we don't need a car, but it would be much easier for Sofia and the others to have a cart for their daily work."

"Toolbox, wheelbarrow, stone grinder, and a winter should be enough."

Lawrence started to light the fire as he thought about it.

Suddenly, Lawrence felt a stinging pain in his palm.

Lawrence quickly looked at his palm and found a wooden thorn pierced into the flesh of his palm.

His palms shook with pain.

Slowly pulling out the wooden thorn carefully and gritting his teeth, Lawrence looked at the bleeding palm and quickly ran to the kitchen to clean the wound.

Lawrence endured the severe pain and washed the wound, "This is troublesome... I won't be able to do heavy work for at least six or seven days."

The most troublesome thing is the follow-up treatment of the wound. It will be even more troublesome if the wound is infected. At this time, you must be careful not to touch dirty things, and you must not work in the livestock pen.

Even three sled dogs cannot be touched...

After thinking about it carefully, I suddenly realized that I would be almost a useless person in the next few days.

Fortunately, I am not alone now. If I were alone, then whether it was a sheep pen, a pig pen, or three sled dogs, I would still have to touch it. After all, I still have to live.

"Sofia! My hand was pricked by wood and it bleeds. Find some clean wool thread!"

Sophia and Saryl were combing their hair in the house and came out quickly after hearing Lawrence's call.

At this time, Lawrence's hands had been washed briefly, but there was still blood on the floor of the house.

"Okay!" Sophia quickly went to get something anxiously.

Salil came over and asked with concern: "Lawrence, are you okay? After the wound bleeds, it will heal quickly if you lick it!"

Lawrence smiled and said, "I didn't brush my teeth after eating, and my mouth is full of dirt. Moreover, the wound is not deep. It will be healed in a few days."

He didn't trust his own saliva and always believed that a good rest and clean and effective wound treatment were much safer than licking the wound with his tongue.

If there is no other way, then the original method is indeed the best way to deal with it.

But there is no rush now. The most important thing is to prevent the wound from expanding.

Salil looked at the blood dripping on the ground, and looked at Lawrence who didn't take this kind of thing to heart at all, and suddenly felt a little angry at Lawrence for not taking it seriously.

"Let me help you!" Salil grabbed Lawrence's hand directly, then lowered her head and licked Lawrence's wound.

Lawrence didn't take it seriously. He cared about this kind of thing, but he didn't show his excessive nervousness.

When Sariel grabbed his wrist directly, Lawrence wanted to break free, but was surprised to find that his hand was fixed by an iron hoop, unable to move in mid-air.

Lawrence's palm was licked by Sariel. Although he had never competed with a bear, his first feeling about the beautiful village girl in front of him was not that of temptation and sexiness.

She is as strong as a bear!

Salil licked Lawrence's wound back and forth with the tip of her tongue a dozen times, then let go and said, "That's it. Look, there's no bleeding now."

There was no bleeding just now... Lawrence looked at his free right hand and said helplessly: "Yes, it's great, thank you Salil."

Salil felt the warmth of helping each other, and took the initiative to say: "You can't work these days. Rest at home. In fact, there is nothing you need to do during this time. You can drink and sleep. All the men here are like this." Look."

"Okay, that sounds good." Lawrence agreed perfunctorily.

Sophia brought clean wool and cloth, and Lawrence quickly bandaged the wound, becoming a wounded man who needed careful attention.

(End of this chapter)