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Chapter 145 Is This Reliable?
"Bamboo makes paper?"

After listening to Zhen Guangrong's words, Cheng Feng asked in surprise.

When the two returned to the educated youth spot, Xiao Chenggong asked Zhen Guangrong to talk to the three about making paper from bamboo.

"Yes, this is what Xian Ge said. She said that everyone is an educated youth. If we work together to make this happen, it will also change the members of the commune's view of us educated youth." Zhen Guangrong nodded.

"Is this reliable?" Cheng Feng nodded when he heard the words, and he agreed with this. Now the impression of their educated youths in the minds of members is not as good as before, but is it really possible to make paper from bamboo?

"If it's okay, we'll know if we try it, and it will only take a few days." Zhen Guangrong waved his hand and said.

"I have nothing to say, just tell me what you need me to do." Meng Jianshe said.

"Yes, just say what you need me to do." Liu Yaping also nodded.

Seeing this, Cheng Feng rubbed his nose, feeling uncomfortable for a moment, but he quickly nodded and said, "Okay, if there's anything, just say it."

This matter is also like what Zhen Guangrong said, if it works, just try it for a few days, and he can be regarded as taking advantage of it, and he shouldn't have said that before.

"Brother Meng and I will go to the old bamboo craftsman Grandpa Tian tomorrow morning. Cheng Feng, you and Guangrong go to the mountain to pick up more dry branches as firewood. As for Sister Liu, you will help Xiange watch the fire together." At this time, Xiao Chenggong came out soundtrack.

"Don't we have to go to work in the morning? How do we do these things?" Cheng Feng said after hearing the words.

"I'll go and tell the team leader tomorrow morning. I've just finished working in the fields recently, and there's not much farm work. We won't go to work these few mornings." Xiao Chenggong nodded.

Captain Song was still looking forward to making paper from bamboo. He heard that there was a way to make paper in a short time, so he quickly agreed to Xiao Chenggong's request.

"By the way, do you want lime now?"

"It can be used temporarily." Xiao Chenggong shook his head when he heard the words.

"That's okay, this lime is not easy to get. You need to make an appointment with the lime factory in advance. If you are in a hurry, I can't get it for you." Captain Song said with a sigh of relief.

"Okay, go get busy, tell me in advance if you need anything else."

"it is good."

Song Xiufang looked at Xiao Chenggong's back thoughtfully.

She also knows papermaking, but the method she knows cannot be realized in this backward era and in a backward village.

She would like to know how they make paper under such circumstances.

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"The kind of bamboo curtain you mentioned, Grandpa Tian said he wanted to make it. Even if he doesn't go to work, it will take half a month. It takes too much effort to weave and weave bamboo." While having breakfast, Xiao He came back successfully and said to Wen Xiange.

"Ah, this, then you can only use gauze, and use a wooden frame to fix the gauze, but this way you can only dry the paper one by one, and you can't stack the paper."

"But it's okay for us to experiment first. It would be inconvenient and impractical to mass-produce." Wen Xiange thought for a while and said.

"Then use gauze first. I'll go to the supply and marketing agency to buy it tomorrow morning." Xiao Chenggong nodded upon hearing this.

There is a clear division of labor here, and they are working in full swing, but the members in the team still have some discussions about the fact that some educated youths do not go to work in the morning. It is okay if one person asks for leave, but it is unreasonable for several male educated youths to ask for leave together. .

"Captain, why don't the male educated youths go to work in the morning?"

Finally, when work was off in the morning, someone couldn't help but ask Captain Song.

Before the matter of making bamboo paper was confirmed, Captain Song didn’t want the members of the commune to know. Hearing this, he looked at the crowd with pricked ears and said, “It’s not that they didn’t go to work, but they didn’t come with us. I arranged for them Something else."

(End of this chapter)