New White Snake Asking Immortals

The paper umbrella looks simple but actually has a lot of processes.

Bai Yujun is busy cutting the bamboo strips of the umbrella stand. The shape of the umbrella depends entirely on the umbrella stand. The bamboo used for the rib should preferably come from the same bamboo. meaning.

The small dagger in his hand turned into an afterimage, and the speed was extremely fast.

bang~!

The wooden door of the courtyard was broken, and two qi-refining monks entered the door.

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

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

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

Suddenly, the two of them stared at the girl in white under the osmanthus tree in horror, as if they had eggs stuck in their mouths.

"You broke the door. There is dry wood in the barn next door. Make me a new wooden door and go."

The two looked at each other and finally gave in.

They didn't dare to run, although they were not guarded by their side or locked with iron chains, the two cultivators in the Qi-Refining Stage could not have any desire to escape, just because the other party was too strong. It is even more frightening than the Foundation Establishment Stage. As for whether it is the Golden Core Stage or the Golden Core Stage, there is no need to know at all, there is not much difference.

Obediently go to find the wood, cut the wood with your sword, and say nothing.

Bai Yujun felt that even her temper had improved a lot, and before that, she had to kill.

I bowed my head and continued to cut the ribs. The first time I made it was relatively unfamiliar. As time went on, I got better and better. The technique was learned by boring and old people on weekdays.

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

It's a bit difficult for myopic eyes to do this job, but fortunately, with the evolution of myopia, I made an umbrella stand with big Danfeng eyes a little bit.

After doing a good job, make some checks to confirm that there are no mistakes and continue to the next job.

To wrap the edge, wrap the thin cotton thread a few times around the outside of the umbrella stand.

The ding ding dang next door is a wooden door, and the monks like the two of them who have wandered around the city-state do not share their hands and do not touch the spring water, and even despise craftsmen. Now it is not easy to be a carpenter.

After the edge is wrapped, the paper is mounted, and the rough paper is pasted on the umbrella stand a little bit. Although the technique is unfamiliar, the first production cannot be too demanding.

Busy until the evening and finally finished the mounting paper.

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

The oil paper umbrella is brushed with tung oil, a kind of oil extracted from the seeds of tung oil, which is anti-corrosion and waterproof. The tung oil is brushed on the surface of the tissue paper to be strong and tough.

"Baby girl~ dinner~"

Mother Zhang and the old mother moved a small table and put them in the courtyard. The moon climbed up the osmanthus tree, and the raccoon cat walked along the fence to leave the busy night hunting.

Light the lantern.

Four plates of meat and vegetable dishes were placed on the table, each sitting on a small bamboo stool and gathered around the low table, taking a bite of rice and a dish.

While eating, the maid from the same village felt that there had been no mosquitoes recently, and discussed with Zhang Wan whether it was the cause of the cold or what herbs were planted in the yard to repel mosquitoes.

Bai Yujun ate four bowls of white rice in a row, but it just filled the gap between his teeth.

The two qi-refining monks in the barn next door are still there as wooden doors. They are very industrious. Bai Yujun does not plan to feed them. Whoever invites them will take care of the meals. How can the landlord of the Wang family be short of money, food and chickens and ducks .

Life is leisurely, peaceful...

...

The door is redone.

Although it doesn't seem to be as neat as a craftsman, it's still passable. At least it's much stronger than the previous one. Bai Yujun thought about whether to let them help Huixian's master and apprentice make a new wooden door, and finally decided to give up. The old monk is old. Well, it's okay to go over the wall to help exercise your body.

The two monks left, rushing into the Wang family as aggressively as when they came to find fault before.

Bai Yujun, who was brushing tung oil in the yard, could clearly hear the crackling sound of Wang's house. It seemed that the door had been smashed. It turned out that the two of them had a habit of kicking people's doors. .

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

The Wang family had blue noses and swollen faces, and even the prefect's wife was embarrassed.

Not long after, the Wang family sent the chief farmer to bring dozens of chickens, ducks and half a piece of pork to Zhang Wan. He wanted to please him but couldn't bring himself to come over in person. Fortunately, the chief farmer had some spare time.

Under the osmanthus tree.

Bai Yujun looked at the chickens and ducks and pouted. If these are to be kept for laying eggs and not eating meat, it is better to give some rooster stew.

After brushing the tung oil and drying it, I began to use the snake painting talent. The umbrella must be beautiful enough to be painted. I went to the grocery store in the town to buy a set of brushes and ink, and directly painted an indescribable landscape painting.

Using an oil-paper umbrella is an elegant act of style and charm.

Imagine an ancient alley, misty and rainy, and walking through the street alone with an umbrella. The picture is definitely more stylish than wearing a water boot 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 oil-paper umbrellas.

Since she moved out, she has become much more cheerful. Perhaps the high-walled compound of the landlord's house is depressing and dull, but now the courtyard is old but gives people peace of mind.

Zhang Wan didn't understand why Bai Yujun would follow her to protect her, as if she was a mystery.

The origin is unknown, she knows magic, and there is mystery everywhere. Zhang Wan suspects that she and the child in her womb are involved in some kind of big event, and she doesn't know whether to be happy or afraid.

She guessed right, and she was indeed involved in a big thing.

Under the osmanthus tree.

"Ugh……"

Bai Yujun stopped and sighed. Sometimes he really admires himself. As a snake, he actually wants to accompany a pregnant woman, and he has to be a guardian spirit beast to protect the mission target.

This kind of thing can't be rushed. I originally thought that I would urge the ley lines to quickly fill the hole~www.wuxiamtl.com~ After taking over the urge, it caused Zhang Wan's discomfort, which almost scared Bai Yujun to death.

If that general star is made up by himself, he will not be filled with karma by the way of heaven.

Come on, can't you wait slowly?

If you are bored, then make oil-paper umbrellas and sell them. It can not only kill time but also have a surplus. It is always good to be diligent and thrifty in the housekeeping. Besides, you will not have to spend all kinds of money when your child is born in the future.

Much more useful than throwing money into the temple.

As the days passed, Zhang Wan's belly gradually swelled, and the depressed mood because of the bereavement of her husband improved a lot. Of course, a certain snake had nothing to do with throwing spells.

In order to keep the children safe, Bai Yujun gathers spiritual energy to nourish Zhang Wan when she has nothing to do.

It didn't take a few days to make Zhang Wan look more radiant and younger. The men in the village were itching to watch, but when they saw the girl in white who was even more itchy, she immediately became terrified. A few days ago, there was a prank bullying the whole house. The child is a woman who wants to come to molest her, but she is still lying at home. It is said that she is paralyzed from the neck down...