New White Snake Asking Immortals

Paper umbrellas look simple, but there are quite a lot of processes.

Bai Yujun is busy cutting bamboo strips for the umbrella frame. Whether the shape of the umbrella is correct or not depends entirely on the umbrella frame. The bamboo used for the umbrella frame should preferably come from the same bamboo. meaning.

The small dagger in his hand turned into an afterimage at an extremely fast speed.

Bang Dang~!

The wooden door of the courtyard was broken, and two monks in the Qi refining period entered.

Looking up at the broken wooden door, Bai Yujun felt a little sorry. The wooden door was old, at least nearly a hundred years old, and the old wooden door with a sense of vicissitudes of time was turned into firewood by such a kick.

Zhang Wan, Zhang's mother, and the old maids and maidservants hid in the house and did not dare to come out. They were just a group of women who had never seen the world and did not know how to deal with it.

When the two monks entered the door, they saw Bai Yujun sitting under a tree peeling bamboo.

All of a sudden, the two of them stared at the girl in white under the osmanthus tree in horror as if they had an egg stuck in their mouths. Bai Yujun's mere display of her aura frightened the two of them so much that they dared not move.

"You guys broke the door. There is dry wood in the barn next door. Make me a new wooden door. Go ahead."

The two looked at each other and finally chose to give in.

They didn't dare to run, although they were not guarded by their side or chained, the two monks in the Qi refining period couldn't afford any desire to escape, because the other party was too strong, they had experienced the power of the foundation building period, but the aura exuded by that girl It's actually even more frightening than the Foundation Establishment Stage. As for whether it's the Golden Core Stage or above it's completely unnecessary to know, the difference is not that big.

Obediently dig out the wood, cut the wood with the sword, without saying a word.

Bai Yujun felt that her temper had improved a lot, and she would have killed people before.

I bowed my head and continued to cut the umbrella ribs. The first time I made it was relatively unfamiliar. As time went by, I got better and better. The technology was learned by the boring and old people on weekdays. In the future, there will be another cooking skill.

Next, assemble the cut bamboo strips into an umbrella stand, carefully and delicately, and try to be as accurate as possible.

It is a bit difficult for myopia to do this job, but fortunately, myopia has improved with evolution, and the umbrella stand is made little by little.

After you are done, make some gestures and check to confirm that there are no mistakes and continue to the next job.

around the sidelines,

Wrap a few turns of thin cotton thread around the perimeter of the umbrella stand.

The door next door was tinkling, and the monks like the two of them who had been in the city-state did not separate their hands from the sun and spring water, and even despised craftsmen, but now it is not easy to be a carpenter.

After the side line is wound, the paper is mounted, and the rough paper is pasted on the umbrella frame little by little. Although the skills are unfamiliar, the first production can not be too demanding.

I was busy until the evening and finally finished the paper mounting.

Before eating, I brushed the tung oil again, put it aside and brushed it again tomorrow.

The oil paper umbrella is brushed with tung oil, a kind of oil extracted from tung oil seeds, which is antiseptic and waterproof. Brushing tung oil on the surface of the leather tissue paper is strong and tough.

"Miss Bai~ It's time to eat~"

Zhang's mother and the old lady moved a small table and put it in the yard, the moon climbed up the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and the raccoon cat left along the fence to hunt at night.

Light the lantern.

Four plates of meat and vegetable side dishes were placed on the table, and each of them sat on a small bamboo stool and gathered around the low table, eating rice and vegetables.

The maid from the same village lamented that there had been no mosquitoes recently while eating, and discussed with Zhang Wan whether it was the reason for the cold or some herbs planted in the yard to repel mosquitoes.

Bai Yujun ate four bowls of white rice in a row, but this was nothing more than filling the gaps between her teeth.

In the barn next door, two monks in the Qi refining period are still tinkling and making wooden doors. They are very hardworking. Bai Yujun doesn't plan to provide food for them. Whoever recruits them will naturally take care of the food. How can the landlord of the Wang family be short of money, food, chickens and ducks? .

Life is leisurely, quiet...

...

The gate has been redone.

Although it doesn't look as neat as a craftsman's, it's passable. At least it's much better than the previous one. Bai Yujun thought about whether to let them make a new wooden door for Huixian's master and apprentice, and finally decided to give up. The old monk is getting old. It's okay, climbing over the wall will help you exercise.

The two monks left, and rushed into the Wang's house as aggressively as when they came to find fault.

Bai Yujun, who was brushing tung oil in the yard, could clearly hear the crackling noises of the Wang family. It seemed that someone had smashed the door. It turned out that the two had a habit of kicking other people's doors. They were the only ones they had lived for more than 300 years. It was a bad taste. .

After some noise, the two monks left on horseback. They couldn't fly, and they didn't have a magic weapon for flying. Horses were essential.

The Wang family's nose was bruised and their faces were swollen, and even the prefect's wife was in a panic.

Not long after, the Wang family sent the farmer's long-term worker to bring dozens of chickens, ducks and half a piece of pork to Zhang Wan. He wanted to please him but couldn't save himself from coming over in person.

Under the osmanthus tree.

Bai Yujun looked at the chickens and ducks and curled her lips. If they want to save the eggs and not eat meat, it is better to stew some roosters.

After brushing the tung oil and drying it, I started to show my talent for snake painting. The umbrella must be painted to be beautiful. I went to the grocery store in the town to buy a set of pens and inks, and directly painted an indescribable landscape painting.

Using an oiled paper umbrella is a very stylish and elegant act.

Just imagine, the old alley, the misty rain makes people sad, walking alone with an umbrella on the street, the picture is definitely more stylish than wearing water boots and holding a steel frame nylon umbrella. The charm of handicrafts is not comparable to industrial products.

Zhang Wan likes to sit at the door and watch Bai Yujun make oiled paper umbrellas.

She has become much more cheerful since she moved out. Maybe the high-walled courtyard of the landlord's house makes people feel oppressed and dull, but now the courtyard is old but gives people peace of mind.

Zhang Wan didn't understand why Bai Yujun followed her to protect her, as if it was a mystery.

With an unknown origin, mastering fairy arts, and revealing mysteries everywhere, Zhang Wan suspects that she and the child in her belly have been involved in some kind of big event, and she doesn't know whether to be thankful or afraid.

She guessed right, she was indeed involved in a huge matter.

Under the osmanthus tree.

"Ugh……"

Bai Yujun stopped, sighed, and sometimes really admired herself, as a snake, she had to accompany a pregnant woman, and she also had to be a guardian spirit beast to protect the mission target.

There is no rush for this kind of thing, originally I thought I would stimulate the Qi Luck of the Earth Vessel to quickly fill the hole, but just after receiving the activation, it caused Zhang Wan's discomfort, and almost scared Bai Yujun to death.

If that General Xing is caused by himself, he will not be able to fill himself with karma.

Come on, can't you wait slowly?

If you are bored, then make oil-paper umbrellas and sell them. It can pass the time and make a profit. It is always good to be diligent and thrifty in housekeeping, not to mention that in the future when the child is born, you will have to spend money in various ways.

Much more useful than throwing money in temples.

As the days passed, Zhang Wan's stomach gradually swelled, and her depressed mood due to the loss of her husband improved a lot. Of course, a certain snake threw spells for nothing.

In order to keep the child safe, Bai Yujun gathers spiritual energy to nourish Zhang Wan when she is free.

It didn't take a few days for Zhang Wan to look more radiant and younger. The men in the village looked itchy, but when they saw the girl in white who was even more itchy, they immediately became terrified. The sons are all women who want to come to the door to flirt, but now they are still lying at home, it is said that they are completely paralyzed from the neck down...