First, fold a wide bulrush leaf in half, clamping it around a pillar, then weave the two strands of leaves forwards and backwards, interlacing them between the pillars as if braiding a plait.
His fingers deftly flitted around, in the shelter, there was only the crackling sound of burning firewood in the fireplace and the rustling of bulrush leaves in his hands.
This was a serene yet creative atmosphere.
He did not use the more time-consuming method of twisting rope, but instead opted for quick weaving using single or double leaves.
He did not care about the absolute neatness of the appearance, only pursuing speed and structural tightness. He constantly used his palm to press down the woven parts, ensuring every layer was tightly packed.
After an hour and a half, a large bulrush basket, ancient in style, filled with primitive aesthetic and extremely sturdy, appeared before him.
