The whole family travels through time: escape from famine! No cheat codes yet!

Chapter 111 I am a different firework!

But this double-strand brown rope can only be considered a semi-finished product. It is fine for sewing things, but if it is to be used as a rope, it must be made into a three-strand rope.

Shen Youyou took out the two strands of brown rope she had just braided and wrapped them around another empty fork.

The fork continued to turn in her hand, and the single strand of brown rope just happened to be intertwined in the gap between the two strands of brown rope.

Continue turning the fork to allow the three strands of brown rope to merge into one.

Finally, tie a knot and cut the palm rope, organize it, rub and pull it with your hands for a while, and a basket rope that can bear a weight of over 100 pounds is made.

"Grandpa, you can also make brown ropes of different thicknesses. The usage is the same, but this tool is a little small and can't make the ones that are too thick."

Old Man Shen's face was full of wrinkles from smiling. He fumbled with this simple bamboo tool with his calloused hands, and he felt so proud.

The other old men were also excited and started to make the palm rope forks by themselves. You know, even though they were not professional carpenters, everyone had experience in making stools and chairs, or bamboo products at home.

For such a simple tool, there is no need to look for Wang Fuxi.

In fact, this kind of craft of making palm rope is not common in later generations, because there are various ropes on the market, all of which are mechanized.

But there are also some places where the craft of making palm rope is still passed down, and it is not just a rope, but also a precious cultural heritage of our China.

As soon as the brown rope fork was made, Father Shen, Mrs. Hua, Li Jingshu, and other family members were all very proud.

Yang, who had always been disgusted with her parents-in-law's favoritism towards Shen Youyou, felt proud and even boasted to the women who worked with her:

"See how clever our Yoyo is. So many people have been twisting palm ropes for many years, but they never thought of this idea."

These words really touched Grandma Hua's heart. She thought the same way: Look at my darling grandson, is he the same as other children?

Her third son was very clever and always took the first place in the imperial examinations. Her good grandson could not take the imperial examinations, but she saw with her own eyes that he was even smarter than her third son.

She even saw San'er asking questions to her grandson many times. What does this mean? There are some things in the books that San'er forgets after teaching them, but her grandson can remember everything. How smart must his brain be?

Li Jingshu couldn't hide the pride on her face. She looked at her daughter with a smile as she chatted among the group of old men. Her aura was not affected by her current height at all. She looked like a little leader.

I saw her daughter holding a thing called a fork, which looked very much like the handle used to fly a kite. Her little hands were so flexible and she turned it very quickly, and soon she twisted out a rope.

Shen Luming also raised his little head and said to Shen Yuanbao:

"Brother Yuanbao, look at my sister. She is really amazing. She can twist so many ropes with just a few bamboo sticks. And how come the fork obeys her and can spin so fast?"

Last time, Shen Youyou had already intimidated Shen Yuanbao, as she could even make salt out of soil. Later, all kinds of delicious food were found there. He seemed to have become Shen Youyou's little fanboy and never called Shen Youyou a dead girl again.

He even knew that Sister Yoyo didn't like this name, so he stopped calling Shen Daya or Shen Erya.

He nodded immediately: "Well, how come it works so well? Just turn it like that and it becomes a rope. I really want to try it. Luming, do you want to try it?"

Shen Luming nodded frantically, feeling that the tool was really fun.

At this time, Mr. Shen, Wang Fuxi, and all the old men present were already making forks.

The production method is very simple. You can master it as long as you observe carefully. Soon someone will succeed in making it.

Shen Dahai took the fork he had made and twisted the hemp rope like Shen Youyou, making clicking sounds.

He said: "It's really strange! This thing looks so simple, why didn't anyone think of using it to make a rope?"

Grandpa Shen's eldest son, Shen Dashan, also chimed in: "Yoyo, you really have the brains of the third son. I stay at home all year round, and I can only twist straw ropes and hemp ropes when I have free time, but I can't think of such a tool. I really haven't even thought of using a tool to twist ropes faster."

Watching the hemp rope change from single strand to double strand and then to triple strand, I really got more and more familiar with it. It felt not only fast but also much easier.

In the words of Mr. Shen, even an old man like me can rub it all day long without feeling tired.

This is a bit exaggerated. How can I not be tired? The main reason is that I feel it is fresh now. Twisting a hemp rope is as interesting as playing, so I don't feel tired.

Li Quan also listened to everyone praising Shen Youyou with a smile, and his face was full of pride. He never married in his life, and had no children.

Ever since the master saved his life, the master has become the closest person to him in the world, so he took the master's surname.

In fact, he is an orphan. He only remembers that he was kidnapped by kidnappers when he was a child. The only impression he has is that his biological mother made delicious noodles.

As for what my mother and father looked like, I can't remember anything at all and have no impression of them at all.

Later, when he was rescued by the master on the battlefield, he decided to follow him until death. To be honest, he also regarded the young lady as his own child, and the little lady and the young master as his grandchildren.

So he felt particularly proud when Shen Youyou was praised.

Hunter Gao did not go to dig kudzu roots today, but was left behind by Shen Zhiqiu and Li Quan to protect everyone. He took Dahu and Erhu with him.

After all, Hunter Gao is almost 40 years old, which is definitely in the prime of life in modern times, but it is indeed considered an old man in ancient times. You can't take the older ones to do hard work like digging kudzu roots, and leave the younger ones to make hemp ropes!

At this time, Hunter Gao was holding two bamboo splitters and listening to Shen Youyou's instructions on beating palm fibers.

With repeated beating, the palm fibers are dispersed one by one, and the dust and other impurities in the palm fibers are scattered one by one, resulting in cleaner pure palm fibers.

This process involves not only physical handling but also the wisdom and skills of traditional craftsmanship.

By beating, the fibers of the palm wool are evenly dispersed, which not only helps to improve the physical properties of the palm rope, such as strength and durability, but also ensures that the woven palm rope is neater and more consistent in appearance.

In addition, it is also an important link in the production of palm rope, which is crucial to ensure the quality of the final palm rope.

While working, Gao the Hunter said to everyone: "Let me tell you, our Yoyo's brain is unmatched by most people. He can easily make corn rubbing tools, rain boots, water bags, and wine. How can anyone else come up with these things?"

Shen Youyou was so excited that she almost said, "Yes, Grandpa Gao, you are right. I am so talented."

That's really not a bit of humility. I want to tell everyone: Don't envy me, I am a different firework!

However, after finishing the work here, Shen Youyou called Li Jingshu over to direct everyone to boil palm oil. The women had already started beating the cooked palm fruits with wooden hammers.