I woke up to find myself transmigrated into a disabled child.

Chapter 56 The Wonderful Uses of Plants

Upon arriving at Lezhi's house, Leyou followed Lezhi to the place where the starch water was. After such a long time, the surface of the starch water had become much clearer.

"What do we do now? Is this all there is to it?" Scratching his head, Leyou looked curiously at the bucket of wet starch.

"Of course not, we need to spread them out to dry, oh dear..."

"what's wrong?"

Lezhi wrinkled her nose and said with a troubled expression, "I don't seem to have any suitable tools for drying clothes here."

Thinking it was something serious, Leyou relaxed and said, "Tell me what kind of tools you need, and I'll figure something out."

Seeing how reliable Leyou seemed, Lezhi squinted and explained the bamboo grate to Leyou, "It doesn't need to be too deep, just make it as big and flat as possible. By the way, I need to borrow some cloth from you. The cloth the tribe gave me before might not be enough."

As she spoke, Lezhi took out her own dishcloth from the kitchen and showed it to Leyou, "Here, this kind of rough and breathable one will do."

"Alright, that's all. Leave it to me. I'll go get you some cloth first. I'll find someone to take care of the comb you mentioned. Just wait."

With a nonchalant remark, Leyou dashed out the door.

By this time, the furry ball, which had almost digested its lunch, jumped off Lezhi's head and nestled into Lezhi's arms. It saw the cloth in Lezhi's hand, and its little black bean eyes flashed with doubt.

"Tweet~"

Not understanding what Maoqiu meant, Lezhi assumed Maoqiu was just playing with her. She raised her hand to rub Maoqiu's head, put the rag back in the kitchen, turned around and went to the storage room to take out the cloth that had been distributed by the clan.

Apart from this linen-like fabric, the other fabrics remained largely untouched. Lezhi couldn't sew, and since she had enough clothes for the time being, the other fabrics were simply left untouched.

The tribe must have considered this when distributing the fabric. Hemp cloth is not used much in daily life, and the tree spirits generally pay attention to their appearance, so their clothing tends to be exquisite and beautiful. Therefore, hemp cloth accounted for a small proportion of the fabric given to him.

After a quick look at the fabric, it was clear that it wasn't enough. Since the drying tools hadn't arrived yet, Lezhi didn't rush to cut it. Instead, she started boiling water to sterilize the fabric with high temperature before using it.

Just as the pot was placed on the stove, Leyou's voice came from afar, "Lezhi, I'm here."

With the sound of footsteps, Leyou quickly appeared in the living room, carrying a piece of burlap that was about the same weight as Lezhi was carrying.

"Here you go, this is the fabric you requested. Oh, and the comb you wanted is also in order. Leju said he can make it; he's gone to collect the materials and will be back in a bit."

"Really? That's great!"

Without any ceremony, Lezhi accepted the cloth from Leyou and began making preparations according to her own ideas. Leju arrived late, after they had boiled and sterilized both bundles of linen and hung them to dry on the vines outside.

"Sorry, sorry, something came up on the way and I was delayed. Lezhi, I'm here."

"Welcome to Leju. I'm sorry to trouble you again."

With a beaming smile, Leju waved his hand, "This is no trouble at all. Leyou told me what you wanted, and I was just late because I went out of my way to borrow it."

As he spoke, Leju took out something from his spatial storage that looked very familiar to Lezhi—a rattan basket that was almost exactly the same as the bamboo comb from his previous life, only a bit deeper.

"I think what you want is similar to this, so I specially borrowed it from a friend for your reference. See if this is it."

With a smile, he handed the wicker basket in his hand to Lezhi. Leju glanced curiously at the pile of burlap drying behind them, but wisely refrained from asking any further questions.

"Yes, yes, it's almost exactly like this." After taking the basket and examining it carefully, Lezhi, who knew nothing about rattan weaving, could only understand the simple warp and weft weaving. She quickly nodded and described to Leju what she wanted.

After hearing Lezhi's gesturing description, Leju nodded and replied, "No problem, the kind you requested is simpler, I can make one up quickly, just wait a bit."

Hearing Leju's confident response, Lezhi and Leyou exchanged a delighted glance, then tacitly moved chairs over. The three of them sat in the shade of the wooden vines, enjoying the cool afternoon breeze as they worked in the courtyard.

Full of anticipation that she would witness a rattan weaving master from another world, Lezhi watched expectantly as Leju pulled out... a handful of seeds from her spatial storage?!

A question mark appeared above Lezhi's head; he felt things weren't going the way he wanted. And indeed, just as he'd predicted, Leju hadn't actually started weaving; instead, he'd manually nurtured a few seeds, using his talent to control the vines as they automatically meandered and intertwined.

Under Leju's control, the vines gradually took shape. Leju only began to close the opening when he felt that the size was about right. Finally, he pulled back the vines and accelerated the loss of moisture. A magical, otherworldly version of a rattan comb was thus created.

"Okay, Lezhi, take a look and see if this works."

"Oh...oh." Taking the comb from Leju in a daze, Lezhi looked at the neat and exquisite comb in front of her, which could almost be called a work of art, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"What's wrong? Is it not okay?" Seeing that Lezhi hadn't spoken for a while, Leyou and Leju exchanged a glance and asked cautiously.

"Ah, no, how could it not work? Of course it can, it's beyond my expectations." Realizing that her silence might have caused Leju to misunderstand something, Lezhi quickly came to her senses.

"I'm still a bit stunned by what you did, Leju. Is this how all the rattan products in our tribe are made?"

“Yeah.” Leju looked at Leyou, puzzled, and rolled his eyes when he saw Leyou guiltily touching his nose. “Leyou probably forgot to tell you that tree spirits are born with wood-type abilities, and their ability to manipulate plants is innate. Every aspect of our lives is closely related to our talents.”

"Hehe, I haven't had a chance to say it yet. Lezhi, don't be fooled by how simple Leju is to operate. Actually, to operate it with such precision, it takes a long time of training."

After being briefed on the topic by Leju and Leyou, Lezhi finally understood that Leju's approach was the standard practice in Jormungand. Everyone has talent; how to use it depends on individual preferences. Leju clearly leans towards precise control, while Le Nian, in the past, probably focused more on strength.

I smiled to myself; this world is far more interesting than I imagined.

"Alright, since Lezhi thinks it's okay, then I'll do it according to this standard."

"Okay, thank you Leju."

Let Leju start doing the work, while Leyou and Lezhi begin preparing for the drying process. They cut the dried linen to the size of the drying rack, then spread the semi-dry starch evenly on the rack covered with linen, and placed it on the second-floor terrace to dry.

One advantage of placing it on the terrace is that if it's not dry by evening, you don't need to bring it in; just close the windows, and you can continue drying it the next day.

In this way, Leju continued to produce combs of stable quality. Leyou and Leju worked together, one responsible for transportation and the other for spreading the starch. With the cooperation of the three working on the assembly line, the first batch of wet starch was quickly dried.

The second-floor terrace near the window was completely covered by a bamboo grill. Looking at this scene, Lezhi realized she had forgotten something. She pulled Leyou aside and whispered and gestured to him for a while. Leyou touched his chin and nodded.

"No problem, it's just a frame, leave it to me."

Yes, the space was full, and Lezhi realized that he should make some drying racks. Leyou was good at this, so Lezhi didn't stand on ceremony with him.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you. Don't leave tonight, I'll treat you to a big meal."

"Okay~" "Then I won't be polite~"

"Tweet~"

The keyword "feast" struck a nerve with everyone. Leyou ran to the courtyard with great enthusiasm to set up the furniture, while Leju followed behind Lezhi to help him.

Seeing everyone busy, the little black bean with fluffy fur rolled its eyes, spread its wings and flew to Lezhi, chirping twice before turning around and flying away from the tribe.