Gu Xiaoyou touched his face in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Zhou held her hand helplessly: "Look, it's all ashes."

"Ah?" Gu Xiaoyou finally came to her senses and found that her hands and body were all covered in black ash.

She stood up, patted it, and made several prints on her clothes.

Zhou quickly said: "Don't move around, I'll do it."

With that said, she turned around and went to the hut, took out a towel and wiped the dust off her face.

Gu Xiaoyou stood there embarrassedly: "Thank you, Sister Zhou."

"You're welcome, I'm glad you didn't burn the backyard."

Gu Xiaoyou stuck out her tongue and sighed: "It's been a whole day and I still haven't figured out how to make paper. It's either mushy or shapeless. I'm so stupid."

While helping her wipe her hands, Mrs. Zhou said funnyly: "If I could learn it in one day, everyone would know how to make paper. Why would I open a workshop?"

Hearing this, Gu Xiaoyou patted his thigh: "Yes, why didn't I think of that? I can ask the master of the workshop for help!"

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to walk out of the hospital.

Mrs. Zhou grabbed her and said, "You are too impatient. What time of day it is now, the workshop has been closed long ago."

"Yeah, I was busy and forgot." Gu Xiaoyou smiled silly and scratched his head.

Mrs. Zhou smiled and said, "Let's go home too. You can go back tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Gu Xiaoyou happily agreed, and left the hospital with Zhou.

The next morning, Gu Xiaoyou went to the workshop and invited a worker to teach her how to make paper.

With the workers' suggestions and Gu Xiaoyou's information, we found the problem. It turned out that her stove was just an ordinary stove, and the stove for making paper still needed to be improved. The workers spent several hours changing the stove and then gave it to them.

Gu Xiaoyou gave a demonstration.

Gu Xiaoyou watched him do it and carefully took note of the worker's words. Soon, the worker produced a complete piece of hard-textured paper.

Gu Xiaoyou took the paper and held it carefully in his hands: "It's so amazing. I didn't expect that my stove can really make paper."

"Doctor Gu is very well prepared. Papermaking will be possible sooner or later."

Glancing at the worker gratefully, she shook her head and said sincerely: "No, no, no, without you, I don't know how long I would have to work."

As he said that, he put the two jars of wine that had been prepared into the hands of the workers: "I don't know what you like, but I'm careful, please accept it."

The worker declined for a long time, but in the end he couldn't resist Gu Xiaoyou's enthusiasm and reluctantly accepted.

"Now that you have learned it, I will go back to the workshop." The worker said goodbye to Gu Xiaoyou cheerfully, carrying the wine.

Gu Xiaoyou thanked her again and sent her out of the door.

Returning to the backyard, Gu Xiaoyou became confident. After learning this day, her toilet paper was just around the corner.

Gu Xiaoyou enthusiastically followed the method taught by his uncle.

It wasn't until the sun went down that Gu Xiaoyou made the finished product, but when he touched the paper, he found that it was almost the same as rice paper.

She couldn't help but ball up in disappointment and threw it aside.

When Mrs. Zhou came back, she saw pulp, water and paper balls all over the floor, with a dirty Gu Xiaoyou lying in the middle.

She picked up a wad of paper and unfolded it to find that it was rice paper. She couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

"Xiao You, you are too wasteful. Rice paper is very expensive. No matter how rich you are, you can't just throw it away?"

But seeing Gu Xiaoyou's unhappy look, he helped her up from the ground and asked in confusion: "Didn't you make paper? Why are you still unhappy?"

Gu Xiaoyou pouted: "What I want to make is toilet paper, not rice paper."

"What is toilet paper?" Zhou asked while picking up the paper.

"It's just toilet paper, white and soft."

Mrs. Zhou sighed and said, "I've been working on it for a long time. If you want to make toilet paper, just buy it."

"No, I can't explain it clearly. You'll know when I make it." Gu Xiaoyou rubbed his hair irritably and strode out of the backyard.

Zhou shook her head: "It's really weird."

Gu Xiaoyou returned to the room dejectedly. Was she destined not to use toilet paper?

Gu Xiaoyou lay on the bed like a salted fish, looking absently at the pile of papers she had made in the past few days in the corner of the room.

The fire rekindled in his eyes: "I don't believe it anymore. The worst is, I'll have to start all over again."

Gu Xiaoyou turned over and sat up, took all the information to the bed, read it carefully, and continued to search for tips on the softness of toilet paper.

I just practiced making paper during the day and continued to search for information at night, and I kept doing it for more than half a month.

Finally one day, Gu Xiaoyou, who was struggling in the backyard, suddenly shouted: "It's done! I succeeded!"

Zhou was startled by the shout and hurried to the backyard: "Xiaoyou, what's wrong?"

Gu Xiaoyou ran towards Ms. Zhou excitedly, hugged Ms. Zhou and spun around, and said happily: "Sister Zhou, my toilet paper is done."

Mrs. Zhou was so dizzy by her spin that she took a long time to stabilize her body and sighed helplessly: "My little ancestor, what could possibly make you so happy?"

Gu Xiaoyou laughed, raised a piece of paper and handed it to her: "The toilet paper I mentioned is ready!"

"Really? Show me quickly." Zhou asked in surprise and quickly took the toilet paper.

She took the toilet paper and looked at it again and again, and said in surprise: "It's so strange that there is such soft paper in the world."

After she finished reading, she carefully returned the toilet paper to Xiaoyou, fearing that the toilet paper would tear with force.

Gu Xiaoyou stuffed it into her arms and said proudly: "What's this? We have a lot of better paper than this, but it's a pity that there is no bleach, otherwise it would be just white toilet paper."

"What is bleach?" Zhou asked in confusion. She could always hear messy words from Gu Xiaoyou's mouth.

Gu Xiaoyou scratched his head and didn't know how to explain it. He simply waved his hand and said carelessly: "That's not important. Adding it to paper is not environmentally friendly. It might make you sick."

"Then I'd better not use this bleach." When Zhou heard that he would get sick, he immediately felt that bleach was not a good thing.

"By the way, Sister Zhou, this toilet paper is very convenient for use in the latrine. You can try it."

Gu Xiaoyou said, taking out a few pieces of toilet paper from his sleeves and stuffing them into Zhou's hands.

Mrs. Zhou quickly declined and said: "Such a good paper, you can keep it for yourself."

"Just use it. I specially made a few more pictures. You are my first user. Please try it for me..."

Gu Xiaoyou couldn't refuse and pushed Zhou directly to the latrine.

Mrs. Zhou couldn't persuade Gu Xiaoyou, so she had no choice but to go into the hut.

After a while, Mrs. Zhou came out of the hut, and Gu Xiaoyou couldn't wait to ask: "Sister Zhou, how are you? Are you feeling particularly comfortable?"

Zhou's cheeks turned red, she didn't expect Gu Xiaoyou to ask so directly.
Chapter completed!