His chest heaved violently, his breathing quickened, and the white breath he exhaled resembled thick fog.
The intense physical exertion brought muscle soreness, but also a great sense of exhilaration.
The location of the wood was determined, and it was then divided.
Su Wei didn't foolishly start moving things directly, even though the place wasn't far from the wooden house.
However, he didn't need to carry it by hand.
Su Wei first returned to the garage, then rode his snowmobile back to where the wood was located.
Then they hauled the timber back to the porch of the cabin.
Su Wei got out of the car and threw the thick birch log below the wooden steps.
boom.
The giant log landed with a dull thud, even causing the solid wood steps of the cabin to tremble.
A hundred meters away, a large-scale framework construction site.
Matt was yelling as he directed the crane to perform the final mounting of the main beam.
Upon hearing the sudden commotion, Matt immediately stopped giving instructions and turned to look in the direction of the cabin.
Visibility was somewhat blurred amidst the swirling snow.
But he clearly saw that their boss was like a madman.
At this moment, however, he maintained the style of a lowly lumberjack, casually sitting on the snow-covered steps, holding a short blade in his hand, fiddling with a piece of wood.
This extreme contrast shocked Matt's understanding.
"My God... a monster that is completely unpredictable by common sense."
Matt pulled up the collar of his windbreaker to block the cold wind from getting into his neck, looked at the back of the figure, and muttered something under his breath.
He had seen nouveau riche who squandered their money, but he had never seen a wealthy person who would pocket millions and then work as a laborer in the snow at minus twenty degrees Celsius.
Several workers who were tying steel bars followed the foreman's gaze and were immediately kicked into the scaffolding by Matt.
"What are you looking at! What are you daydreaming about?"
"Who do you think that is? That's God who pays your wages! Get back to work!"
Matt's roar pierced through the wind and snow.
The workers immediately looked away, startled, and quickened their pace.
At the porch of the wooden house.
Su Wei completely ignored the noise from the construction site in the distance and sat down cross-legged on the slightly damp wooden plank to rest.
He first picked up a birch branch about the thickness of his wrist from the side, intending to practice his skills.
The birch wood was left outside, and he went into the cabin.
He sat down at the table and pulled out a small knife.
The blade is short and compact, with a single-edged edge that has been meticulously hand-polished, gleaming with a sharp gleam. It is a tool specifically designed for intricate wood carving.
Most of the tools and knives in the storage room were left by his parents.
Now, he has inherited it.
Su Wei knew very well that the best way to improve his Basic Woodworking experience was not to blindly chop, but to continuously produce items with complete forms.
He held the birch branch firmly in his left hand, and with his right hand, he placed the blade of the wood carving knife flat against the rough surface of the wood.
Press your thumb firmly against the back of the blade, control the force, and push outwards to cut.
Sizzle.
A pleasant, soft sound.
A thin, translucent piece of wood fiber curled beautifully and fell from the blade.
The dense, smooth interior of the birch wood, with its pale yellow veins, is revealed in the cold air.
A unique, slightly sweet, herbal fragrance, characteristic of dried wood, filled the air.
Su Wei took off his gloves and gently ran his warm fingertips across the cut surface of the wood, feeling its hardness and the direction of its grain.
In my mind, the basic structural knowledge imparted by Basic Woodworking LV1 surfaced as if by instinct.
The essence of woodworking lies in following the natural grain of the wood, rather than relying on brute force to force it against.
He decided to start by carving a very basic wooden vessel—a traditional wooden cup that polar hunters often wear on their waists.
The frequency of the cuts gradually became stable and rhythmic.
Sizzle. Sizzle. Sizzle.
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Sizzle. Sizzle. Sizzle.
A pleasant, soft sound.
A semi-transparent wood fiber curled up and broke off from under the blade.
The smooth interior of the birch wood is fully exposed to the cold air.
Su Wei gripped the branch, which was about the thickness of his wrist, tightly with his left hand.
He was holding a small knife in his right hand.
Press your thumb against the back of the blade, concentrating your force on a single point on the edge.
The blade pushes outwards, following the grain of the wood.
The surface of the wood is not smooth.
With every half-inch of advance, the resistance of the blade increases sharply when it encounters dense growth patterns.
Su Wei slightly twisted his wrist, changing the angle at which the blade cut in.
He avoided the hardest knots and cores, shaving off the excess from the side.
After dozens of cuts, the irregular tips of the branches gradually took on a cylindrical shape.
This is just the first step.
The most difficult part is hollowing out the internal cavity of the cup.
A straight-bladed knife cannot be used in a confined space.
Su Wei put down the rough embryo he was holding.
He turned around and rummaged through a black iron toolbox next to him, finding a U-shaped woodworking hook knife.
This knife has a semi-circular blade and is specifically designed for digging into the interior of wood.
He sat back down in his original seat.
With his left hand, he held the cylindrical blank vertically against the wooden step.
He gripped the solid wood handle of the hook knife in his right hand.
The tip of the knife is aimed at the center point of the top of the blank.
Apply downward pressure.
With a twist of the wrist, the semi-circular blade cuts into the wood.
A crescent-shaped piece of wood was pried out and fell onto the steps.
Su Wei maintained this extremely strenuous wrist movement.
Scrape, swirl, pick.
The cutter repeatedly follows the same trajectory inside the blank.
Wood shavings spilled out of the cup and landed on the shoes.
The internal cavity gradually deepened and expanded.
The thick cup walls gradually became thinner.
He only stopped moving when he could feel the vibration of the internal blade through his fingers.
The cup wall has reached its thickness limit; digging any further will penetrate it.
Next comes the refinement and polishing of the exterior.
They switched back to the short, straight-bladed wood carving knife.
Starting from the bottom of the cup, gradually whittle away the rough edges upwards.
The cutting motion is extremely subtle, removing only paper-thin wood chips each time.
A curved outline that conforms to the habit of holding the hand gradually emerges.
A section of solid wood is left at the bottom of the cup.
Su Wei drilled a hole in it and threaded a brown deerskin rope through it to make a portable handle.
The final step.