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Chapter 143 All right, I'll take it
Captain Song is very satisfied with Xiao Chenggong's answer.

He is mainly worried that these tools will cost manpower and money to produce, and if the paper cannot be produced in the end, he will have no way to explain to the members.

It would be no problem if the paper was made first and then these tools and a special paper-making workshop were set up, so neither the team nor the members would have any objections.

And it’s better to arrange the time like this. It will take more than three months for the experiment to be successful at the earliest, and it will take more than three months for them to cut the bamboo and soak it for more than three months. Working hard will not delay the production progress of the production team.

Nothing is as important as farming. The delay in farming is not just about starvation. The commune and their teams have not issued an explanation, and the commune must ensure that they will not delay production if the paper workshop is to be established.

"Okay, you guys experiment slowly first, and let me know if you get results."

On the way back, Zhen Guangrong asked suspiciously: "Brother Xiao, how can we make paper without tools?"

"Think of other things slowly, first chop bamboo and soak it." Xiao Chenggong replied without stopping.

He has to discuss with Xian Ge about the specific night.

"Actually, it's not mass-produced. It doesn't take as long as three months just to do the experiment. I'll tell you about it tonight." After thinking about the method of making paper from bamboo yesterday, she also recalled many of the clips she saw before going to bed.

In one of the videos, he remembers that when people demonstrate the papermaking process, they did not soak it for a hundred days first, but directly removed the outer green skin of the freshly cut bamboo, then chopped it and boiled it in water for a period of time, and then boiled it with plant ash for several days and nights. , and then beat to make bamboo pulp.

Both of them looked at Wen Xiange when they heard the words, then nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

The three separated halfway, the two men went back to the educated youth spot, and Wen Xiange went back alone.

"Come back so soon?" Song Heping, who was packing his things, asked in surprise when he saw someone coming back so soon.

It is impossible to negotiate a charter for this matter so quickly.

"Well, our matter..."

Wen Xiange and Wen Yan recounted what they had just talked about.

"Well, I'll say the same thing, if you need my help, just say it." Song Heping nodded after listening.

After speaking, he pointed to the things on the table and said, "By the way, you keep these."

On the table are noodles, white flour, and sugar and canned food, all things to eat.

"I didn't know about the confession before, and I didn't prepare any gifts for you. You take these and buy whatever you want." He said and stuffed Wen Xiange with a stack of money and tickets.

There is nothing on the table, but she is really embarrassed to keep this stack of money and tickets.

"No need, grandma has already given me a lot of money." Wen Xiange quickly waved his hand.

"Grandma gave her the meaning of the old man. I am your brother now. This is a little wish from me. Take it." Song Heping shook his head.

"If you don't take it, it means that you don't want to recognize me as a righteous brother." Song Heping frowned when he heard that Xiange refused.

Wen Xiange is speechless, why are these words again.

"Okay, I'll take it." This sentence was too destructive, and she didn't know how to refute it. In the end, she could only accept the money and the ticket.

As far as Song Heping is concerned, he is really not short of money tickets. He was given a lot of subsidies by the injured and transferred troops before, and he can't use much money by himself.

Just now grandma gave him all the money he sent home before, and he is quite rich now.

He didn't want to accept the money at first, but the old man insisted on giving it to him, and he also thought that some things might need some money, so he accepted it.

(End of this chapter)