Drilling wood for fire first originated in China, and the principle of friction to generate heat is used to make fire.
When drilling wood, in the wood drilling holes around the hay wood chips flammable material, friction will produce a lot of heat, heat accumulated to a certain extent, there will be light smoke, then gently blowing on the smoke, into the combustion of oxygen, hay wood chips flammable material will be able to produce a fire.
Zhu Pingan understands all these reasons, but when he really practices fire making, Zhu Pingan realises that it is really difficult to make fire by drilling wood.
Zhu Pingan used both hands to rub the wooden stick, very hard, but on the side of the buns little maid to see the eyes are sour, Zhu Pingan did not take out the fire, but instead the hand grinding pain.
But it was not without effect, at least the wood felt all hot.
Seeing how easy it is to drill wood, the bun little maid also came up to join in the fun, but it wasn’t as good as Zhu Pingan, panting and rubbing much less frequently, naturally, she also didn’t manage to produce fire.
Li Shu also tried, also failed.
“Auntie, what should we do?”The little bun maid raised her head, biting her lips, looking pitifully at Zhu Pingan and asked.
Zhu Pingan pondered for a moment, the reason why the three of them failed to take out the fire by drilling the wood, the crux of the matter was that the frequency of rubbing the stick was too low, the heat generated could not reach the ignition point of the hay wood, that’s why they failed to take out the fire.
After finding the crux of the matter, Zhu Pingan considered how to increase the frequency of rubbing the stick, and then Zhu Pingan thought of the bowstring. Make a simple bow, twist the bowstring on the wooden stick, then a quick draw of the bow would drive the wooden stick to rotate at high speed.
“There’s a way.”After coming up with a way, Zhu Pingan slightly hooked the corner of his lips.
Looking at the curvature of Zhu Pingan’s lips, Li Shu’s eyebrows and corners of the eyes are a moving charm, a pair of watery eyes will be dripping water, no matter what the problem is not difficult for him.
Baozi little maid some doubt, she is not doubt Zhu Pingan, but doubt this labourers drill wood for fire, drill wood for fire? How does it all sound a bit unreliable.
In the eyes of the two girls, Zhu Pingan went to the stream and folded another section of branch, then tore off a thin strip of cloth from his clothes. He tied it to the branch and made a simple bowstring.
From the streamside, he saw a small piece of stone with a notch and brought it along with him, wrapped the bowstring around the stick, pressed the notched stone against the stick, and placed the stick in the small hole in the wood below. Then it was time to start pulling on the body of the bow.
The bow body drove the bowstring and then wrapped the wooden stick at high speed, dozens of times faster than if Zhu Pingan rubbed it by hand.
Well ……Well ……
The sound of friction was endless.
The simple repetition of drawing and pulling was tedious, but drilling wood for fire was to endure this tedium. And. Often success is like this, you have to endure loneliness and tedium to succeed.
The bun little maid held her chin and watched Zhu Pingan drilling wood, and all started nodding her head and dozing off ……
唔……Well ……Drilling drilling, I do not know how long, Zhu Pingan saw the drill hole gradually rose a wisp of light smoke, almost invisible, but it is tangible smoke.
“Smoke.”The corner of Li Shu’s eyes narrowed.
“Ah ……It’s really smoking, smoking ……”The little bun maid was confused and heard her own young lady say smoking, and then raised her head. Then she saw that wood under Zhu Pingan’s hand started to smoke, then she had a jolt, ow a freckle.
After the smoke, Zhu Pingan struck the iron while it was hot and continued to draw the bowstring.
Li Shu came over, squatted down, puffed up her small mouth, and blew slowly.
When Li Shu started blowing, Zhu Pingan wanted to stop Li Shu, lest this young lady, who had never touched the water of the sun, would blow out the sparks that he had managed to get out of the fire. You should know that blowing fire is a technical work, blowing the fire out in a hurry, blowing the small is not useful, you have to get it just right. Zhu Pingan also followed his mother Chen’s hands for a long time before mastering it.
However, before Zhu Pingan could stop it, Li Shu had already blown on it.
Moreover, Li Shu’s blowing was unexpectedly good, if it wasn’t for the fact that Li Shu was a young lady from a wealthy family, Zhu Pingan would have thought that Li Shu was a pretty cook with several years of cooking experience.
The blowing was just right. I guess Zhu Pingan himself couldn’t achieve this effect even by blowing.
This girl is really a demon, the first time she blew fire could have such wisdom, Zhu Pingan drilled wood when in his heart secretly lamented, this girl is really blessed with a unique talent.
With Li Shu’s assistance, Zhu Pingan’s drilling wood for fire went a lot smoother, more and more green smoke came out, the thick green smoke was as dazzling as if the gods were about to come out, soon a handful of embers rose up, Zhu Pingan slowly took out the wooden stick, Li Shu gently blew, and the fire burst into flames.
The fire was promptly transferred under the stone-built stove, and then hay was put on to ignite the fire, which gradually grew larger, and slightly damp hay was put into it, followed by firewood that was picked up.
The fire is very competitive, the fire under the stove is very strong.
I don’t know whether it was curiosity or something playful, Li Shu folded a piece of tree branch as a long chopstick, cleaned it in the clear stream, and began to cook the fish soup.
Pretending to have a good time
Zhu Pingan smiled unconcernedly, letting Li Shu cook it, anyway, fish soup is still fish soup even if it’s bad, and he won’t be picky after being hungry for so long, so let’s satisfy this young lady’s interest in playing house.
If it’s really hard to drink later, I’ll just fill up my stomach and drink less.
After Zhu Pingan made up his mind, he went to look around the stream to see if there was anything else that could fill his stomach, such as wild fruits or something else, this kind of water environment should be relatively rich in produce.
Zhu Pingan was not disappointed, after looking for a while, he found a cluster of red wild strawberries in a bush, smaller than modern strawberries, almost the size of a quail’s egg. This kind of wild strawberry, Zhu Pingan had picked it in the mountains with his father and brother before, and it tasted quite delicious.
Oh yes, it is the famous “raspberry” written by Mr Lu Xun, but the people in Xiahe Village used to call it “Mengzi”, which is actually short for “Tree Meng”, which is the fruit that grows on trees.
Zhu Pingan picked the ripe ones from the cluster of wild strawberries, and left the unripe ones on the plant, almost picking more than thirty of them. After picking them, Zhu Pingan cleaned them in the stream and returned to the original stream with his clothes.
When Zhu Pingan returned, Li Shu had already made the fresh fish soup, and before he arrived, he could smell an enticing aroma of fresh fish soup.
How could it smell so good?
Zhu Pingan laughed to himself, Li Shu, a young lady who had never touched the water of the sun, made fish soup for the first time, how could it smell so good?
