Prehistoric Chef

Chapter 140 Brother Xiaoming Zhengmao Captured Three Women!!

There was a small pile of broken shells on the bamboo sieve, Gao Ming scooped up the top ones and put them aside, there was a layer of withered yellow film on the bamboo sieve, Gao Ming shook his hand, this is it? ! He took the bamboo sieve and hurried to dry under the big tree outside the cave entrance. He squatted there and stared at it carefully. Bit by bit, he saw that the originally dark yellow thin sheet gradually became lighter in color. Gao Ming carefully uncovered it with his hands, a thin layer with small holes in the bamboo sieve, bit by bit, Gao Ming faced the sun, the light passed through the yellow thin paper, and the light shone on his face became slightly fainter. .

"Brother Xiaoming, is this paper?" Wen Xiaobao asked curiously as he stood behind him.

Gao Ming was pleasantly surprised. Although this paper is thinner and less flexible, it is undoubtedly the prototype of paper, and it only needs to be improved. He slowly rubbed the thin paper with one hand, it didn't break, but he rubbed it too thin carefully.

"It's not enough, if it's thicker, it's softer. From now on, this one will wipe your ass." Gao Ming hurriedly turned and went to the kitchen. Wen Xiaobao immediately understood the benefits of this paper when he heard the words wipe his butt, and hurriedly followed.

In the kitchen, Gao Ming picked up the yellow shell from the plate. Sure enough, there was a thin layer of withered yellow film under the plate, but it hadn't formed yet. Gao Ming stared at the pile of broken shells, and felt that the only way out for the paper was to find a way out of this pile!

"How can we maximize the contents of the broken shell?" Gao Ming rubbed his chin and thought.

Xiao He stared at the broken shell. They had already boiled it, but it still didn't work. They also soaked it, and they wanted to break the contents of the shell. What is it? ! Xiaohe scratched his head, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and said: "Brother Xiaoming, we have tried cooking and soaking, or pounded with stones?"

Gao Ming thought it was very good, and he tried both hot and cold methods. There is a stone mortar in the cave, which is specially used for pounding wheat and making potato cakes. The stone mortar is just the right size, so I rushed into the cave and moved it out from the storage room. Xiao He washed the stone mortar and dried it in the sun, Gao Ming boiled another pot of broken shells, he was afraid that the contents of the pile of broken shells just now were almost used up, so he might as well boil it again.

In less than half an hour, the broken shells were cooked and the mortar was dried. Gao Ming put the soft boiled broken shells into the stone mortar. The large stone mortar was put in all at once, and there was still a lot of space. Gao Ming pounded it with a solid wooden mallet. When he was tired, he changed to Xiaohe, which was visible to the naked eye. , the originally soft yellow shell has now become a paste, Gao Ming pours half of the paste on the bamboo sieve that has just been washed and dried, and he spreads the paste evenly, about five centimeters.

"Brother Xiao Ming, what are we doing now?" Xiao He asked.

"Wait!" Gao Ming thought in his heart that this time it must be a success, at least close to it!

Less than half an hour later, the paste on the top was not as yellow as before, and had already dried up. Gao Ming and Xiao He carefully peeled off the dry paste. There was a piece of dark yellow paper underneath, because it was covered by the upper shell. Because of drying, the paper inside is not completely dry, but Gao Ming is happy, because the paper looks a bit like soft papyrus used in rural areas.

The two of them squatted on the edge of the box without moving. After the inside was dry, Gao Ming peeled it off carefully. The toughness was as soft as before, and the most important thing was that it was thicker than the one just now. It hangs down on one side and feels very soft, a bit like toilet paper!