Erlang, Su Yihe, was squatting beneath the eaves, carving a toothbrush. Hearing this, he couldn't help looking up curiously.
"Second Brother, did you finish the wooden frames I asked you to make last time?"
"They're done."
Su Yihe got up, went inside, and brought out a basket. He set it in front of Su Qiao. "They're all in this basket. See if they'll work. If not, Second Brother can modify them for you."
Su Qiao picked one up and examined it carefully.
The rectangular wooden frame had a layer of woven bamboo strips beneath it.
Once the pulp had been mixed with water into a slurry, these bamboo-mat frames would be used to scoop it up, allowing the pulp to interweave into thin sheets of wet paper on the mat.
After the wet paper was dried in the sun or air-dried, it could be peeled off as paper.
"This works. This is exactly what I need."
Su Qiao looked into the basket and counted roughly. There were around twenty.
That was enough for now.
"Second Brother, you're going to school tomorrow too, right?"
The old man hadn't managed to attend the private school in town, but her elder brother, Su Yichen, had spoken directly with the tutor and even helped pay his tuition. He had also prepared paper, ink, and beginner's books for Su Yihe.
The training last time had indeed made him much more mature. At the very least, he now knew how to be a proper elder brother.
At the mention of this, Su Yihe was both happy and grateful to Su Qiao and his elder brother, Su Yichen. "Big Brother has already arranged everything for me, but tomorrow's a day off. I'll officially start school the day after tomorrow."
"You can do it." Su Qiao smiled, clenched