After the tiles on the roof were paved, Chen Zheng's cabin was almost completed, and the rest were all considered decoration issues.

Two windows are opened in the bedroom towards the sun, which fully meet the lighting requirements in the cottage.

Although the window frame is still empty and there is no glass or anything like that, Chen Zheng has considered this issue and installed two pure wood windows on the inside, which can be turned on during the day and closed from the inside at night.

This time, the folding of doors and windows is no longer done with bark ropes, but now they are made of metal folding pages made of red copper.

Compared with the common brass, copper is much softer, so Chen Zheng had to increase the size. The folding page he made in the end was heavy, and it could break the foot if he accidentally hit the foot.

Having said that, I have to say that such magical things as lightsabers are really easy to use. Whether it is metal or wood, lightsabers can easily cut them off or carve them into the shapes needed by Chen Zheng.

The loose leaf on the door and window was cut directly from the copper ingot by Chen Zheng using a lightsaber. When the doors and windows are closed, the joints are tightly sealed, and the tolerance is almost impossible to detect with the naked eye.

Looking at the beautiful cottage with the color of logs, Chen Zheng's heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

But while being proud, Chen Zheng did not sleep here on the first night of the cabin, and still returned to his snow cave for a night.

The next morning.

Chen Zheng jumped up and ran into the wooden house before dawn, hurriedly opened the wooden door and walked into the "living room". The air in the "living room" was obviously warmer than outside.

The room was a little black, with only a little red light in the furnace. The so-called living room actually has the function of a kitchen, and the stove is located on the left side of the living room against the wall.

Before leaving yesterday, Chen Zheng lit a fire on the furnace and added some extra firewood, which could indeed burn until dawn.

Although the fire was burned overnight, the air in the living room was still very fresh, because Chen Zheng deliberately left vent holes to prevent carbon monoxide poisoning.

Walking through the living room, Chen Zheng pushed open the wooden door of the bedroom.

As the wooden door creaked open, a stream of heat rushed towards us.

The temperature in the bedroom was significantly higher than that in the living room. Chen Zheng opened the window, returned to the bed, and found a wooden cup from the thick straw mat.

The water is filled with water in the cup, but the water is not frozen and it is still warm when you get it.

"good."

Chen Zheng nodded with satisfaction.

I didn't move in yesterday because I didn't know how cold the night on this planet was. The wooden house is different from a snow cave. The snow cave is similar to a cellar. The temperature fluctuates relatively little, but the wooden house is exposed to the cold wind. God knows whether the wooden house built by Chen Zheng will leak everywhere.

If the temperature drops more than expected at night, you won’t feel anything when you sleep and you will never wake up the next morning. After busy for so many days, you haven’t starved to death, and you’re not eaten, but froze to death in your own quilt. That would be too frustrating.

Fortunately, the wooden house built by Chen Zheng still withstood the test.

With a fixed residence, some secondary needs are gradually put on the agenda.

For example, tables and chairs.

The rough table next to the fire was thrown there by Chen Zheng, and he made a new long table, a chair with a backrest and a rocking chair.

There is a wooden slip "calendar" hanging on the wall, and the wooden strips are engraved with regular characters, representing the time Chen Zheng passed by after he came here.

Chen Zheng didn't know how many hours a day was here, and how many days a year. The calendar he used was still the Gregorian calendar on the earth. Strictly speaking, the "day" here is not equivalent to the day on the earth. Chen Zheng's calendar calculation method is to simply make "day" according to the life of the star.

The furniture was perfected, and the bedding was improved immediately.

His current pillow skin is woven with bark fibers, but this time the bark fibers are torn thinner than hair. They soaked in wood ash water, then spinned it into rovings with spinning wheels, and woven into bark fiber cloth with a very primitive wooden loom.

The fabric used to weave this pillow took a whole morning. The bark fiber cloth woven in this way was still rough, but much stronger than before - the thing I made before was more appropriate than cloth, rather than cloth.

The pillow was filled with dried grass leaves, which were not soft, but when Chen Zheng slept on it that night, he felt as if he was in heaven.

However, the quilts are still piles of hay. In the foreseeable time, if no terrestrial animals were hunted, Chen Zheng would have to use these things as bedding.

While constantly improving his living standards, Chen Zheng's "research" has not been lost.

But just as he thought before, the so-called "research" is just a bit of a messy play.

There is a lack of all kinds of equipment, almost no common materials, and even various elements that are easily available on the earth can only be found in dreams.

Including the metal that Chen Zheng previously thought was red copper, its purity is quite doubtful. However, now there is no condition to measure what the impurities are, so naturally there is no need to pay so much attention to purification.

When Chen Zheng's "research" fell into a bottleneck, another thing unexpectedly gave him a surprise.

That day, when he was mixing a small amount of strange fish crystal powder with copper powder and was about to "alchemy" with his mind, he accidentally shook his hands and sprinkled the strange fish crystal powder on his clothes.

Then when he took out the things in his pocket with some distress and carefully collected the strange fish crystal powder, he suddenly found that the white healing device he had put in his pocket had suddenly lit up!

Seeing the green indicator light flashing, Chen Zheng couldn't help but be stunned.

Didn’t it “out of power” before? Why is it light up again now?

Could it be...

...Chen Zheng put the treatment device on the table and then sprinkled some crystal powder on it...

The "screen" of the "mobile phone" suddenly lit up, and a small "battery compartment" that could only hold a few grains of rice was exposed. The crystal powder seemed to be attracted by something and was directly sucked into the "battery compartment".

Then its "screen" dimmed, leaving only the indicator lights flashing.

"This is an unexpected surprise..."

Chen Zheng fiddled with the white healing device for a while, cut a small wound on his finger and tried the effect. He found that he had indeed recovered his healing ability, so he cherished it and hid it closely.

but……

"...Has I been wrong all the time?" Chen Zheng picked up a small piece of strange fish crystal and frowned.
Chapter completed!