Chapter 50 Labor Cloth! Yamen Runners Rushed Into the Village!

"I suggest that the villagers keep these plants that have never appeared in the farmland of Tuqiao Village..."

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In front of the dinner table.

Xu Miaoyun listened carefully while silently catching fish for Zhu Di.

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When Zhu Di told what had happened, he discovered that only a small piece of fish belly meat, which had the best meaning and was the most delicious with few spines, was left.

"You should eat it too. I'll eat almost all the best bits of a fish."

As he said that, he put the last piece of fish belly meat into Xu Miaoyun's bowl.

He wanted to live an ordinary life.

I don’t want to be the Northwestern Hammer King in ordinary days!

Xu Miaoyun lowered her head to eat the fish, with a bright smile on her lips.

While Zhu Di was catching fish for Xu Miaoyun, he said with emotion: "The countryside is hard and being a farmer is hard."

"Uncles and aunts don't know how to adjust their lives."

"Their lives go round and round, and they live a life of hardship and numbness."

"They really need a little surprise in their lives."

Before today, he didn't care much about growing corn.

The original intention is simple.

The yield of corn is large, and some crops can be harvested regardless of drought or flood.

The seeds are multiplied and a little is cultivated every year to supplement the staple food to ensure that there is no hunger.

To be honest, in terms of taste, corn is really incomparable to millet, rice, and white flour.

This is the long-term goal.

Short-term goals are simpler.

When the corn was ready to be boiled and eaten, he would break off a few and give Miaoyun a taste of the boiled corn.

It was only today, when he saw the expressions on his uncle's and aunt's faces when they prayed to God, that he desperately hoped.

Corn can adapt to the climate of Ming Dynasty.

Corn on the cob must be fruitful!

That kind of hardship, the look of expectation on the dark and numb face makes people's eyes uncomfortable!

Don't dare to look!

Xu Miaoyun raised his head slightly and saw Zhu Di's face full of emotion, and his voice was like the spring breeze mixed with the slightest spring rain, "Surprises will definitely happen."

Zhu Di smiled and nodded, "Yes! Surprises will definitely happen."

He didn't tell the truth about the corn seedlings.

Miaoyun comforted him.

Xu Miaoyun smiled and said, "You've been tired all morning, would you like some wine?"

"The weather is so hot. The apricot blossom wine stored in the cellar does not need to be warmed. It is ice cold and refreshing. It must be delicious."

With that said, he had already stood up.

"I'll go." Zhu Di held Xu Miaoyun's hand.

Xu Miaoyun shook her head with a smile, "I've been tired all morning. Let's sit down and eat." After that, she took the wine bottle and left.

Return soon.

Apricot flower wine with steamed fish.

A lunch, after everything is tidied up.

Zhu Di threw some wild vegetables to the little fool and returned to the house. He saw Xu Miaoyun sitting in front of the spinning wheel, spinning cotton thread.

Weaving is a tedious job.

The cotton needs to be seeded.

After removing the seeds, the cotton still needs to be spun into cotton thread.

Then it can be put on the loom to be woven into cotton cloth.

Any step will test your patience.

Zhu Di sat down next to help. Xu Miaoyun raised his head and said with a smile, "I can do it alone. You go and have a rest."

"Not tired."

Unable to defeat Zhu Di, Xu Miaoyun smiled, looked at the rough cotton thread, her pretty face turned red and said: "I have learned defense and weaving before, but I just understood and became familiar with the process."

"You did not do well."

"The cotton thread I spun is not smooth, uneven in thickness, and full of fluff. The appearance and quality of the cotton cloth I spun...maybe..."

"It's okay, I will wear whatever you do." Zhu Di said with a smile.

Xu Miaoyun rolled her eyes, but the smile on her lips became brighter.

Zhu Di smiled, and an idea flashed in his mind, and asked: "When weaving, is it a single strand of thread?"

"That's right, cloth woven from single strands of thread will be close-fitting, soft, and comfortable to wear."

Hearing this, Zhu Di immediately shook his head and suggested: "Then try weaving with two-strand thread. I will wear it for farm work. It should be thicker and more durable."

He thought of the famous...labor cloth!

"Look, one thread is not smooth and has uneven thickness, but what if there are two strands?" Zhu Di became more and more excited as he thought about it, and folded the cotton thread into two strands. "After folding the two strands, the unevenness will be offset a lot."

This is an average question.

Very simple.

"After the double strands are evenly offset and then extruded during the textile process, the quality balance of the finished cloth should be guaranteed."

“The most important thing is that the finished product is thick and durable!”

"Is it possible?" Xu Miaoyun looked at it suspiciously and asked uncertainly.

She had never heard of spinning cloth with double thread.

The finished fabric made of two-ply yarn is thick and stiff. How to wear it?

The technology is not difficult.

It's nothing more than putting it on the textile machine and changing the single strand into double strand when wiring.

"Try it?" Zhu Di encouraged. He had an immature idea in his mind, but he couldn't say anything until he saw the finished product.

Xu Miaoyun was defeated without any resistance, nodded in agreement, and did not forget to remind with a smile: "Then you promise, no matter how ugly the finished product is, you are not allowed to laugh!"

"Never smile!"

Zhu Di held back his laughter and raised his hand to promise: "And I also promise that if you knit it, I will definitely wear it!"

puff!

Xu Miaoyun was amused. She lowered her head to spin and pursed her lips with a smile.

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The remaining months passed by in a blink of an eye.

Zhu Di cleaned up all the weeds on the ten acres of land.

Xu Miaoyun's cloth is almost finished.

This day.

Give the kids a day off.

In the hut, Xu Miaoyun sat in front of the loom and weaved cloth. Zhu Di stood beside her, watching the light blue weft thread shuttle through the warp thread, the gray-blue cloth stretching out little by little, touching the part that had been woven with his hand, looking at Xu Miaoyun's white and tender fingers, and praised: "You are still skillful. This is the cloth I imagined."

It is almost the same as the work cloth.

It can even be said that this is the work cloth!

Xu Miaoyun stopped her movements, raised her head, her face was slightly red, and she smiled at the corners of her lips. She said unhappily: "Don't disturb me!"

Although she was very happy.

But only God knows how much her emotions fluctuated due to the occasional praise!

"Okay, okay, I won't disturb you." Zhu Di smiled and turned around.

Dong Dong Dong!

"All villagers, gather at the ancestral temple! All villagers, gather at the ancestral temple!"

Just as Zhu Di turned around, a yamen runner beat a gong and drum and galloped past the courtyard on horseback.

Xu Miaoyun slowly got up and followed him to the yard. Seeing the yamen runners rushing towards the ancestral temple, she worriedly asked, "What happened?"

"Are they going to use the army to recruit corvée labor?"

Before she became a farmer, she could not understand how the people felt when the yamen runners suddenly appeared in the village and rushed around.

But now, she clearly understood it.

Heart-wrenching, worried, concerned, helpless, hesitant, and resistant...

Zhu Di turned around and saw Xu Miaoyun's face full of worry and anxiety. He held Xu Miaoyun's hand and smiled and comforted her, "Don't worry, it may be something else."

"Let's go to the ancestral temple first to listen."

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