It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 219

dusk.

Jiang Yan returned home with a heavy bamboo basket on his back and found that he had something urgent to deal with.

Before, the physical exertion was not that great, and I could just climb the wall carrying the heavy load, but afterwards, going up and down the mountain for a long time was all heavy physical work.

For things like firewood, you can stand further away and carry them in bundles into the yard, which makes it easier to pick them up later. However, the food collected from the mountains is fragmented and diverse. Not only will it be scattered all over the ground when thrown in, but some of it will also be easily damaged. Then you have to pick it up all over the ground again...

Jiang Yanguang felt exhausted just thinking about it, and she made up her mind not to make herself suffer, so she decided to go in through the main door.

The first step to open the door is to pick the lock.

Jiang Yan found sheets of different thicknesses from the pile of miscellaneous items and stuffed them into the slotted keyhole of the copper lock one by one.

This piece of wood is too thick, that piece of iron is too wide, and the next piece of bamboo is not tough enough...none of them are almost usable.

Jiang Yan could only take out a chisel to thin the wood chip, stuff it into the lock, and imitate the locksmith and Chunying's previous techniques, poking and prodding at various angles, hoping to push the lock core open.

Straight wood chips will not work.

Jiang Yan carefully recalled the details of the keys and lock picking tools he had seen before, and cut a new piece of wood with a short vertical piece to insert into the keyhole.

After fiddling with it a few times, Jiang Yan felt that he had touched the key position.

I held my breath and pushed forward with a little force, only to hear the sound of a wooden chip clicking inside the lock cylinder.

The sound of the wood breaking was very faint, and it could not be heard from the outside of the lock core, but Jiang Yan felt the sound of the breakage.

When I pulled it out again, I saw that the short vertical piece of wood was gone...

Jiang Yan did not give up. She remembered that she had seen crochet-like lock-picking tools made of thin metal wire or hairpins.

Although there was a lack of available metal materials, she could make one by following the same pattern using resilient bamboo strips, and maybe she could succeed.

Jiang Yan was not proficient in craftsmanship. The bamboo crochet hook that could be inserted into the keyhole was too delicate and had to be tough and durable. She failed many times and it took her three or four hours to make it successfully.

It was already noon two days later.

Jiang Yan stood in front of a wooden door that was blackened by the torch. She held the copper lock that was still black after being cleaned and tried it carefully.

Jiang Yan sighed lightly. The crocheting needle broke without much effort. Fortunately, it did not block the keyhole this time, otherwise she would have to burn it with a torch again.

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The second step to open the door is to remove the door panel.

This is actually a craft that does not require high technical skills. It is estimated that eight out of ten people in Dongshan Village have mastered this skill.

Unfortunately, Jiang Yan was one of the remaining one or two.

At first, the original person was young and quiet, and the adults did not allow children to play by removing door panels, so he was very obedient and did not play.

When Jiang Yan came over, he looked so weak that he looked like he could be crushed by a door panel. Grandpa Jiang Wang quickly brought people to reinforce the loose door to prevent it from hitting Jiang Yan who loved to lean on the door panel.

Besides, she didn't get the chance to contribute the door panels. Who would take down the door panels if there was nothing else to do?

Jiang Yan looked at the joint between the door panel and the door frame, and imitated Grandpa Jiang Wang's slight movements when removing the door panel, shaking it to loosen the tenon and make it fall off.

But the quality of the reinforced wooden door is really good. Jiang Yan shook it for a long time and apart from the falling dust, there was no obvious sign of displacement at the joints.

In the past, people would dismantle door panels one by one, half-open. Jiang Yan was faced with a situation where both doors were closed and locked, which made it even more difficult.

Jiang Yan tried for a long time but failed. She didn't want to smash the door with a sledgehammer, as that would not serve as a barrier.

With no other options left, Jiang Yan was forced to implement the last method, which was to climb the ladder in and out... It really wasted her energy.