Old Man Li then smiled and said to Xin Yun, who was full of doubts.
"Little Master, haven't you heard that sea sand is not sticky?"
"No way."
This was the first time Xin Yun had heard of it.
"Don't worry, listen to me, old man.
I'm sure I'm right."
After Old Man Li finished speaking, he motioned to Xin Yun to take off his wet clothes as well.
Xin Yun also followed the example of Old Man Li and Tian Guang, struggling to dig up fine sand on the ground, and then carefully spread his clothes under the fine sand.
After probably more than half a day, the storm and heavy rain outside the cave gradually stopped.
Everyone was overjoyed and slowly dug out their clothes from the fine sand.
"Oh, I didn't expect that my method actually worked.
The wet clothes were almost dry when they were warmed by the fine sand."
Tian Guang dug out his clothes and dusted them off hard, removing the fine sand that had stuck to his clothes. , shook it cleanly three times, and quickly put it on.
Xin Yun also took out his clothes and followed Tian Guang's example and dusted them off, shaking off all the sand.
"Dad Li, this ginger is still spicy."
Touching his slightly damp clothes, Xin Yun extended his thumb to Old Man Li and praised.
"How are you, little master?
I'm right, isn't this sea sand different from other sand?"
Old Man Li asked with a smile.
Xin Yun nodded, convinced.
Suddenly, Tian Guang kept staring at Xin Yun's back.
"Look at what I'm doing.
I don't have any embroidery on my back."
Xin Yun said to Tian Guang deliberately and coldly.
"I'm not looking at the embroidery.
Take it off and see what the hell is on your back."
Tian Guangyi replied coldly.
Xin Yun hurriedly took off his clothes and found that there was indeed a piece of old and yellowed paper on his back.
"Master, Master Han, come and see how there is paper in this desolate place."
Xin Yun reported to his master Qingfeng and Han Yongzhong in surprise.
Qingfeng and Han Yongzhong came over and saw that Xin Yun was holding an old piece of paper in his hand.
But the light in the cave was a little dim, and it was impossible to see the details on the old paper clearly.
"Master Han, since Feng Yu has listened, let's go outside and take a closer look at this strange yellow paper," Qingfeng suggested to Han Yongzhong.
"Just do what the Heavenly Master says," Han Yongzhong said, and asked everyone to follow him out of the cave.
At this time, the sun was shining brightly outside the cave again.
Everyone came out of the cave and looked at the strange paper one by one.
Through the bright sunshine, everyone was very sure that there were words on it, but the old paper had been buried in the fine sand for too long, and the words were blurred.
"Master, this old paper seems to be quite old.
Unfortunately, we can't see the words on this paper clearly at all," Xin Yun said with some regret.
"Yes, after being buried in fine sand for so long, the sand has already invaded the texture of the paper.
It's really impossible to see the words on the paper clearly," Qingfeng said calmly.
"However, in my opinion, maybe we can try it boldly.
Maybe we can read the words on this old paper clearly," Han Yongzhong said calmly.
"Master Han, do you have a good idea?"
Qingfeng was surprised by Han Yongzhong's words and asked.
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"It's not a good idea.
I just thought about washing the paper instantly," Han Yongzhong said calmly.
"What is this method for washing paper?
Old Shao, have you heard of it?"
When he heard about washing paper, Old Man Li asked Lao Shao next to him.
"When I was younger, I saw paper soaking in a papermaking workshop, but I had never heard of paper washing," Lao Shao replied with a puzzled look on his face.
After listening to Lao Shao's words, Han Yongzhong immediately smiled.
"What I said is not accurate enough.
In fact, it is almost the same as bubble wrap."
Qingfeng suddenly realized it and asked Han Yongzhong calmly.
"Master Han, if I guess correctly, you want to use water to soak the fine sand out of the texture of this old paper, and then read the words on it instantly."
Han Yongzhong nodded and replied seriously.
"Yes, only by soaking this old paper for a moment can it be possible to peel off the fine sand that has invaded the texture of the yellow paper."
"This method is really amazing."
Tian Guang, who had been silent since leaving the cave, was full of praise for Han Yongzhong's method.
"Master Han, where can I find the utensils for bubble wrap?"
Xin Yun continued to ask.
"Little master, have you forgotten that our boat is still there?
You can go find a water basin on the boat."
Old Man Li suddenly reminded.
"Well, now that the storm has passed, we should also see how our ship is doing.
After taking a rest, we can continue to the Dadonghai Sea," Han Yongzhong said to the crowd unhurriedly.
"Yes, we have experienced such a big storm.
I hope our fishing boat is safe and sound."
After Qingfeng finished speaking, she and Han Yongzhong led everyone back to the beach where the boat was parked on the island.
Fortunately, Old Man Li had commanded well before and dragged the fishing boat to the shoal of the beach.
Due to the strain on the cable tied to the reef, the fishing boat was blown back and forth in the sand nest of the shoal by the strong wind.
The last piece of fender that fell off the bow of the ship after entering the storm calm place, the rest is still intact.
Under Old Man Li's arrangement, everyone used wooden basins to clean up the sea water that had poured into the cabin.
Then they took out the spare planks in the cabin and repaired the protective plate on the bow.
They found a small water basin with a leisurely expression and carefully spread the strange yellow paper on the water in the basin. superior.
Soon, the fine sand that had invaded the texture of the yellow paper quickly separated from the yellow paper and settled on the bottom of the basin.
Dark writing slowly began to appear on the yellow paper.
Seeing this, Qingfeng quickly pulled out his peach wood sword, picked up the soaked yellow paper on the edge of the sword, lightly scratched it in the basin, and quickly picked it out, exposing it to the bright sun.
Through the sunlight, everyone finally saw clearly most of the content on the yellow paper, and couldn't help but chant.
"The guilty minister Jiao Minglun has never written anything like this.
He has failed to live up to the trust entrusted by the imperial court.
If the people of our dynasty see this letter, they will immediately prove Lun's innocence and will be grateful."
"Ah, so it turns out that this letter was written by Mr.
Jiao."
Like all the fishermen along the coast, Old Man Li grew up listening to stories about Jiao Minglun's great wisdom and courage, but he never thought that he would see Mr.
Jiao Minglun's autographed letter today.
His heart was filled with admiration for Lord Jiao Minglun.
When everyone present felt that they were still unsatisfied, the ink on the letter gradually began to spread out, and soon became unrecognizable.
Qingfeng carefully took off the soaked letter and laid it flat on the beach.
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He began to salute Xin Zha respectfully, and everyone else followed him and saluted Xin Zha in unison.
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