The Liu sisters took the pottery bowl separately, and Yun Xin poured a bowl of wild ginger soup for the two of them.

“Whew…”

Liu Yimeng blew hot air, took a sip of wild ginger soup and said, “I feel that my body is much warmer.” ”

“Drink more, you can keep out the cold.” Chu Feng said softly, sipping the hot wild ginger soup from the pottery bowl.

One of the ingredients in wild ginger is caprylidin, which is an oily liquid I body.

Aromatic volatile oil can promote blood circulation, so after drinking ginger soup, you feel warm all over the body, which has the function of preventing and treating colds.

“Okay.” The Liu family sisters nodded and drank all the wild ginger soup in the pottery bowl.

“Yun Xin, you can drink some too.” Chu Feng said softly on the side of his head.

“Okay.” Yun Xin replied softly, poured a little wild ginger soup for the three of them, and the rest she drank by herself.

Chu Feng and the three of them drank the wild ginger soup, handed the pottery bowl to the young girl, and then continued to deal with the wild goats, the weather was getting colder, and they could eat dinner early after dealing with it early.

“I’m going to prepare the hot pot.” Yun Xin said softly, carrying a steel pot and a pottery bowl back to the shelter, burning the fire in the fireplace and preparing the soup base and side dishes of the hot pot.

“Chu Feng, can this be eaten?” Liu Yimeng asked with a intestine in her hand.

“You can eat it, turn it over and wash it, you can use it to make sausages.” Chu Feng glanced sideways and said softly.

“That’s it.” Liu Yimeng nodded, turned her intestines over, and rinsed it with water.

It took nearly an hour for the three to finish disposing of both wild goats, and the ground in front of the shelter was covered with blood, washed away by the torrential rain and flowing out of the thorny fence.

“Two more furs.” Liu Yimeng carried two sheets of wild goat fur and washed it away in the rainstorm to wash away the blood stains stuck to it.

“Take a water tank and soak it.” Chu Feng bent down with the processed mutton and entered the shelter.

“Okay.” Liu Yimeng said crisply, went into the shelter to find an empty water tank, and stuffed two sheets of wild goat fur into it.

She used a sapper to shovel the fireplace, shovel some grass and wood ashes into the water tank, and then picked up the clay pot and ran back and forth to the toilet, filling the water tank with water.

“Sit down, it’s time for dinner.” Yun Xin said softly, holding the ceramic oven on the wooden table, and then brought the cut wild goat meat and so on.

“It’s finally time for dinner.” Liu Yimeng said happily, and rushed to help set up the dishes and chopsticks.

The maiden brought the soup base cooked on the fireplace and set it on the ceramic oven.

The soup in the steel pot tumbled, and inside it were wild ginger and mushrooms, as well as kelp cut into strips.

“Eat fast, they’re all hungry.” Yun Xin urged softly.

“Okay.” Liu Yimeng responded, holding chopsticks to pick up the lamb and began to shake it.

“It tastes good as ever.” Chu Feng chewed the mutton in his mouth and smiled lightly.

Yun Xin took a big bite and said vaguely, “Cut a lot of lamb tonight, eat more, not enough to cut again.” ”

“Uh-huh-huh,” Liu Yimeng nodded, her mouth stuffed with mutton.

“Eat slowly, no one will rob you.” Liu Yiqiu was not angry, and her sister’s eating appearance was a bit exaggerated.

Liu Yimeng swallowed the mutton in her mouth, reached out and grabbed another piece of lamb, and said grievously, “I’m hungry.” ”

The four of them ate for nearly an hour before they finished eating the hot pot, and the cut wild goat meat was eaten, leaving a little soup.

Liu Yiqiu carried pots and pans to the toilet to clean, while Liu Yimeng and the girl cleaned up the table and took away the bones and residue.

“When you’re full, it’s time to work.” Chu Feng stood up and stretched his waist, eating a full meal is easy to make people feel sluggish.

He came to the wooden frame and took out all the bamboo nets that Liu Yimeng had brought in.

The paper drying on the bamboo net has been dried, scraped with bamboo pieces, the paper has been completely peeled off, and according to the same method, the remaining dozen or so pieces of paper on the bamboo net have been removed and folded into thin bunches.

“Chu Feng, do you still want to make paper?” Liu Yimeng excitedly picked up the bamboo net on the ground.

“Okay.” Chu Feng smiled lightly, bent down and left the shelter, stirring the steel pot with a wooden stick and mixing the precipitated pulp.

“I’m here to help.” Liu Yimeng crouched next to him.

“Well, I’ll show you a demonstration first.” Chu Feng said softly, picked up a bamboo net, tilted it and put it into the clay pot.

After waiting for the pulp to fall on it, he slowly lifted it up, gently shook it when he was about to come out of the water, and then carried it obliquely, and then used bamboo chips to scrape the uneven places flat and compact.

“It doesn’t seem to be very difficult, I’ll try.” Liu Yimeng was eager to try.

Learning from Chu Feng’s appearance, she put the bamboo net diagonally into the clay pot, then gently shook it, and then took the bamboo net out, drained the water and compacted it with bamboo pieces.

Liu Yimeng pressed the pulp covered with bamboo net with her slender fingers, found it a little thin, and muttered softly: “It seems to be a little too thin, will it be broken when used to go to the toilet?” ”

“Cough cough… Wash it off and do it all over again. Chu Feng coughed dryly twice, and there were pictures in his mind, and he shook his head to shake off the picture that was a little dirty.

“Hee-hee…” Liu Yimeng smiled embarrassedly, scraped off the pulp on the bamboo net, and re-melted it into the water.

“Chu Feng, take the finished paper and let me dry it.” Liu Yiqiu wiped the water stains in her hands and bent down and walked out.

“Okay.” Chu Feng handed over the bamboo net in his hand, and then took the other bamboo nets and began to make paper.

“Is this okay?” Liu Yimeng made another piece of paper and handed it to Chu Feng for inspection.

“Well, this time it can.” Chu Feng nodded slightly.

“Howler.” Liu Yimeng picked up another bamboo net and continued to be busy.

Liu Yiqiu sat by the fireplace with a bamboo net, baking the wet paper shelf next to it, turning the surface from time to time to let the moisture dry faster.

The drying speed is obviously not as fast as the speed of papermaking, and more than a dozen bamboo nets are quickly covered with wet paper, and the first paper is officially dried.

“Chu Feng, you go and do something else, and the papermaking will be handed over to me.” Liu Yimeng patted her chest.

“A lot of things can’t be done on a rainy day.” Chu Feng sighed, and the sound of ‘salsa’ from the rain falling on the ground and the jungle was heard in his ears.

This heavy rain disrupted many of Chu Feng’s plans, such as the construction of the cultivation room, and now the weather can only be stranded, and there are four people who make the fur of their pants, and they can not continue to look for it after the rain stops.

“I don’t know how many days it will be.” Liu Yiqiu sighed, turned the bamboo net over with her hand, and touched it with her hand to feel the dryness of the paper.

“Sleep with more hay tonight.” Chu Feng said in a deep voice, the cold wind outside the wooden door has been pouring into the shelter.

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