Open your eyes, have a good night's sleep, and it's a new day.

The sun is blazing in the sky, and the heat continues.

Lin Yan narrowed his eyes. The weather here is really strange. It rains whenever it wants. It won't last long, and as soon as the sun comes out, it becomes even hotter and muggier.

But after several months of observation, she found that every time it rained, the vegetation would grow wildly. She didn't know why.

The people who were twisting the hemp rope gradually came and brought some things with them.

Hunters brought back things that they thought were strange and asked Lin Yan to identify them to see if they were of any use.

Most of them are various types of grasses, which grow differently, and there are also branches and branches of various shrubs.

Lin Yan identified them one by one with the help of Pang Bao.

Among them was a kind of branch that she found very useful. It was Xun Tiao. The new Xun Tiao was soft, smooth and tough, and could be used to make baskets.

She had seen the method of making baskets before, but had never had the chance to implement it.

In the current situation, there is nothing. All the tools are purely natural and are useful in whatever we do.

The basket is a good thing, it can carry a lot of things and is very practical.

Lin Yan asked everyone to remember what Xun Tiao looked like and bring back more when they saw it.

After seeing things, we started today’s theme activities.

Huahua couldn't hold it back any longer, "Let's get started, I can't wait."

"I'm also very anxious and want to see what it is." Xiao Shitou came over and stood next to Lin Yan, trying to see more clearly.

Lin Yan asked directly: "Are everything ready?"

"Okay." Everyone shouted loudly and took out what they made.

Lin Yan looked over and saw that everyone made wooden sticks differently, with different thicknesses, long and short.

She didn't study it in detail, so that's fine. When we make something later, everyone will see it more clearly.

He took out the thin twine that he had kneaded a few days ago. Each thread was about three millimeters thick. It looked like a big ball, which should be enough for them to toss around.

Lin Yan has never done hand knitting before. He has rehearsed it many times in his mind. He doesn't know what the result will be after practice. He hopes he can succeed in the first try.

Today's task is very simple. Use a wooden skewer to weave thin linen thread into sheets.

I tied a knot on a wooden skewer and started winding the thread, which went very smoothly.

Lin Yan was overjoyed, put on another wooden stick, wound the thread and started weaving.

Her hands were stronger and the twine was too tight, so she hurriedly loosened it.

After a lot of fussing, after almost half an hour, she knitted a piece as big as a palm.

It's a little crooked and the tightness is inconsistent, but it's still a success.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Lin Yan said: "This is coarse cloth woven from hemp thread. As long as the hemp thread is enough, it can be woven into a large piece. Thread the pieces of linen cloth with hemp thread and you can make sacks and sackcloths. Sacks can be used for

To hold things, linen is a type of clothing. Come on, let me explain to you in detail, how to start, how to weave in the middle, how to make the end, and how to control the size. It's very simple, you can learn it once you learn it."

Under Lin Yan's guidance, everyone got started quickly. In one morning, everyone had knitted a piece of linen cloth in their hands, some big and some small.

The grass branches are the best, the tightness is well controlled, the thickness of her wooden skewers is appropriate, and the linen weaved feels softer than others.

If the wooden stick is thick, the weaving will be hollow, and if it is too thin, the weaving will be hard.

After seeing the finished product and looking at the wooden stick in hand, everyone understood.

We continued to work hard in the afternoon. Cao Zhi was quick and the linen weaved was big and good.

Lin Yan used hemp thread to tie up the pieces of linen. It had a straight shape and left gaps for her arms. She put it on directly on her body.

"This is the simplest linen. You can think about it and make other shapes."

Lin Yan, who was wearing a torn sack, had no sense of beauty and wanted to cry in her heart, but she had a smile on her face. This burlap was really too rough, calling it cloth was an insult to it.

Lin Yan selected two pieces of linen of similar size and tied the three sides with linen thread to make a sack.

Then put the things in for everyone to see.

Compared to sackcloth, everyone is more interested in sacks. They are practical.

At the end of the day, the sack is successfully born, the basic knitting method is in place, and the rest depends on everyone's innovation.

This is a brand new skill, and everyone is very enthusiastic and ready to do something big.

Then, I discovered that the twine was gone.

So, I started looking for juma.

Apart from making two sacks out of the ball of fine linen, the rest was used for practice, weaving and taking it apart, and then weaving it apart. This was the only way to do it before the fine linen was ready.

When looking for juma, Lin Yan asked everyone to find Xun Tiao and prepare to make baskets.

Compared with weaving linen, the materials required for this are very easy to find. They are all branches, and you can get started after simple processing.

After Xun Tiao was obtained, Lin Yan took matters into his own hands first.

Arrange the thicker long Xun strips into a rice shape to make a skeleton. Step on it with your feet, and then weave the thin Xun strips up and down around the skeleton.

The imagination is beautiful, but it is useless as soon as you take action.

Lin Yanren's little strength was limited, so he couldn't do it at all, and it fell apart before it took shape.

Then, she looked at Mu Shi next to her, "I said, you can do it, okay?"

Mu Shi readily agreed. He was very happy to follow Lin Yan in making various things. It was a magical world that made life a lot more fun.

Under Lin Yan's theoretical guidance, Mu Shi got started quickly and soon made a tight basket bottom. Both of them were very happy.

"Mu Shi, take the thicker Xun stick, bury it in the fire and burn it for a while, take it out, and then tie the two sides with hemp rope to shape it."

The first Xun Tiao was overcooked and could not be used. Fortunately, we had plenty of these and prepared several.

It continued to burn. This time Lin Yan took it out and took a look at it every few minutes. When he felt it was almost done, he tied the two ends with hemp rope to shape it.

After the temperature drops, use a stone knife to smooth both ends, and the basket's handle is ready.

Place the bottom of the basket on the hemp rope, raise the rice-shaped frame and tie it with thin hemp rope, and then braid it with thin strips.

When the basket is about 20 centimeters high, untie the bulging strips and start finishing.

A rough basket is completed, not very big, similar to an oval, with a radius of thirty centimeters on the long side and about twenty centimeters on the short side.

Holding the basket in hand, Mu Shi was spinning in circles excitedly.

He couldn't believe that he had made this thing.

I picked up a basket of weeds and carried it, but I couldn't feel the weight at all.

Wood and Stone began to put in the stones, starting from small to large, trying them bit by bit. After making sure that the basket was very strong, he grinned.

"This thing is so useful. It can hold a lot of things and is easy to carry."

Lin Yan and Ye Ya had been watching on the sidelines, and they also followed it with silly joy.

"This is the basket, it can be big or small." Lin Yan pointed to the gap in the basket, "This gap can also be knitted more densely, so that small things will not leak out."

Mu Shi nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, I will change it right away."

The other elderly people and children who were watching picked up the baskets one by one and immediately started making them themselves.

I was so busy that I made ten large and small baskets that day.

The ones made by children are smaller, and those made by the elderly are larger and smaller.

It was getting dark, and Lin Yan said generously: "You can take the baskets you made back home with you."

The old man and the children all laughed.
Chapter completed!