I led the Goblin Culture to victory.

Chapter 8 Archery

"it is good."

Zi Yi left the cave to fetch water. Li Mosi picked up the beehive and looked at the old goblin, asking, "Do you have any linen?"

"Yes." The old goblin rummaged through a haystack again and pulled out a brand new bolt of coarse linen. He asked curiously, "Master, what are you going to do with it?"

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Li Mosi used firewood to knock down an empty honeycomb, then smashed it into even smaller pieces, and compared them to find that it fit perfectly into a bowl.

He replied, "A torch made from a honeycomb will have a more stable light than a campfire."

"We didn't burn it."

The old goblin shook his head.

"Empty beehives can be thrown into the forest in the spring to obtain new honey."

Burning it is too wasteful; honey is much better.

Li Mosi nodded slightly.

It's a very simple idea about the natural cycle.

It's just not making much progress.

"Master, the water is here!"

"it is good."

Zi Yi quickly brought over a bowl of water. Li Mosi took a sip and put the empty honeycomb in her hand into it.

Under Zi Yi's questioning gaze, he divided the campfire into two piles and extinguished one with sand.

Only after confirming that the open flame was completely extinguished did they place the bowl containing the honeycomb on top.

Zi Yi couldn't help but ask the question that had been bothering him: "Master, what are you making?"

It believed that its master would not do anything in vain.

"I'll teach you how to make a torch so you can do detailed work at night."

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As Li Mosi spoke, she used a dagger to cut two strips of cloth from the edge of the burlap, picked up a piece of firewood, and tied one of the strips to one end.

Then, he picked up a thin piece of firewood and stirred the hollow honeycomb in the bowl.

The empty beehive was quickly melted by the residual heat from the sand.

Li Mosi used a piece of firewood with strips of cloth tied to it to reach into the bowl and stirred up a large clump of sticky stuff.

While turning the firewood to prevent the beeswax from falling, Li Mosi took out a vine from the pile of debris to tie the beeswax to it, and then cut another piece of cloth to tie around the outside of the vine, binding it tightly.

The beeswax solidifies very quickly, and in this way, a torch is made.

Under Zi Yi's expectant gaze, Li Mosi carefully lit the torch.

A light appeared, and the outer fabric, which had been rapidly turning black, quickly stopped burning.

It became the "wick".

Compared to the constantly leaping campfire, the torchlight seemed to be fixed in place.

It is clearly more suitable for delicate work.

Zi Yi stared at the torch for a few seconds, then quickly piled things on the stone table to make a place to put the torch.

The torch was inserted and stood upright.

Li Mosi picked up another iron bowl, the inside of which was relatively smooth.

He set the bowl up and placed it behind the torch.

In this way, the bowls gathered the light, making the tabletop even brighter.

Could he be a craftsman?

The saintess, whose head was starting to spin from hunger, saw Li Mosi skillfully assembling the equipment and began to guess his identity.

She sees this focusing equipment very often.

Right there at the workbenches of the artisans who served the nobility.

They often use it at night.

Based on Li Mosi's physical condition and clothing, it can be inferred that his family background is not bad.

This can also be done by matching with the craftsmen.

If one is a craftsman, touching things that only nobles can use is not considered presumptuous.

wrong.

From the moment he started painting on the white cloth, he was already using it for himself!

Li Mosi continued scraping the bowel.

Gradually, the general shape of the bow began to emerge.

It is now standing up and is only slightly shorter than Ziyi.

Next, you can't just scrape it according to the shape; you have to test it with a rope.

Li Mosi began carving grooves at both ends of the bow, a change that slightly woke the drowsy Zi Yi.

Li Mosi told him to pay attention: "Watch carefully, after the general shape of the bow is made, the next step is to tie the rope on it for testing."

After carving the groove, he stood up and used his legs to press down on the rope on the bow.

Since he lacked specialized tools, he could only rely on the original owner's experience to do it.

He pressed his bow against the corner of the stone table and pulled the rope.

The bow is clearly asymmetrical.

Li Mosi slowly put the rope back in its original position and marked a few places with an ink block: "See? It wasn't very curved here before. We need to keep cutting it in places like this."

"Master, I have remembered."

Zi Yi's expression remained serious, but he was clearly starting to feel sleepy.

This is unavoidable.

Li Mosi glanced at the campfire and continued making things.

The subsequent fine-tuning part was rather boring; basically, it was just about cutting off whatever was too hard.

Zi Yi's head had already started bobbing up and down.

But for Li Mosi, this boring part was of utmost importance, requiring more concentration than any of the previous parts.

If you shave too little, you can adjust it again, but if you shave too much, it will be a problem.

Fortunately, this body is young enough that staying up all night doesn't impair judgment too much.

Given the skills the original owner learned by risking her family, there shouldn't be any major problems, except that the finished product might be a bit rough.

That is indeed the case.

I don't know how much time passed, but the bowing adjustment was completed.

If we test it with the rope now, we can see that the bow is pulled out into a basically smooth, roughly symmetrical arc.

However, due to his caution, the bow took longer to make than expected.

The torch has been changed several times.

Li Moss untied the rope, enlarged the grooves at both ends, and shaped them into bow tips.

The bow tip is relatively simple; just make sure it's at a certain depth and roughly smooth.

Next, he began to lightly polish the bow with a dagger to prevent the burrs and scratches from enlarging during future use.

Anyone who has ever torn off a hangnail can understand this principle.

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"Um?"

The sound of rapid friction made Zi Yi raise his head.

He noticed that the bow in his master's hand was now quite different from before.

The shapes are much more exquisite than those of celebrities.

The two ends have also changed from simple grooves to a smooth shape.

How much did he miss?

Zi Yi pretended that nothing had happened and watched Li Mosi polish the bow with a serious expression.

Once again, the torch began to dim and sway as the beeswax dwindled.

Li Mosi finally finished polishing.

Next, he tied the thin linen rope he had used during the test to the grip area of ​​the bow.

After he finished tying her up, he looked at Zi Yi and said, "Wrap the rope around here so it's easier to grip."

Zi Yi nodded earnestly: "I understand, Master."

Looking at his serious expression, it was as if he had never dozed off.

This reminded Li Mo of his school days.

He said, "Come, I'll teach you how to string the bow. When you're not using it, you should take the bowstring off so the bow can last longer."

The winding process is not complicated, but it requires careful attention.

For Ziyi, it also requires some effort.

After stringing the bow, Li Mosi conducted a final check to ensure there were no problems before beginning to "train" Zi Yi.

It's quite simple: have Ziyi gently pull the bow open a few times, gradually increasing the opening each time, so that the wood fibers can gradually adapt.

Feeling the bow being drawn back in his hand, Zi Yi gradually became excited: "Master, can we use it now?"

The rising tone of the voice acted like a switch, causing both the saintess and the old goblin to open their eyes.

A notification also popped up in front of Li Mosi's eyes.

You helped your disciple understand archery.

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