The First Happy King of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 575 Wool Textiles
"This thing can't be woven in this way. The woolen yarn is too thick, the woven thing is too sparse, and the friction between the threads is not enough, and the thread will be pulled out easily."

Li Muyun and Fatty waited outside until midnight, and they couldn't stand the cold, so they ran into the factory, and immediately saw Su Wanqing leading people to process woolen fabrics in normal weaving methods, and they couldn't laugh or cry.

Su Wanqing didn't think that Li Muyun was capable of instructing her on women's affairs. It's understandable for a man who knows more about things, but if he even knows how to do women's work, it's still hard to make people live.

So after glancing at someone, Su Wanqing didn't pay attention to him, but called the weavers together: "Let's think of a way together, the thread has already been spun, so we can't just look at it like this!"

The female workers naturally didn't want to look at it like this. After more than a year, the work of spinning wool into thread was finished. There was no reason to be stumped at the last stage of weaving. Hearing this, they immediately discussed stand up.

Li Muyun was bored, sighed helplessly, asked the fat man to give him some instructions, and then sent him out to do some work.

The fat man looked at Li Muyun suspiciously, his eyes turned from bottom to bottom, and finally fixed on three inches below his navel: "Muyun, you didn't become a woman, did you?"

"Fart, you are the woman." Li Muyun glared at the third fat man: "If you tell me to do it, you can do it, and if you talk nonsense, believe it or not, I will give you two sins and one sin?"

"Don't, don't, can't I go and get it for you?" The fat man heard that he was guilty of two crimes, and immediately thought of offending Li Muyun a few days ago, so he waved his hands again and again, dragging his fat body and ran to work.

There is no shortage of things like bamboo in the Tang Dynasty. On the contrary, it is very troublesome to cut out several bamboos one foot long, and the long 'needles' as thick as mung beans. It was taken back by the fat man.

Then, under the strange eyes of the fat man, Li Muyun brought a ball of spun wool, wound it around a few bamboo needles a few times, and started to work. It didn't take long, and the wool was already wrapped around. ' onto the bamboo 'needle'.

Thanks to Dongxin Elementary School, thanks to the labor skills class, and thanks to the labor skills teacher, Li Muyun was knitting the fur scarf leisurely, while feeling emotional, but I don’t know how the labor skills teacher is now. Thousands of years ago, it would be very 'gratifying' if it was carried forward thousands of years ago.

Then, should we find a stone tablet and engrave the name of the technical teacher on it?Yes, just do it like this, the name of the school, class, and teacher are all engraved, and when someone digs it out, the technical teacher will probably become famous, right?
Li Muyun was thinking viciously, and he even thought about whether to carve more things, such as some prophecies about future generations. Anyway, archeology of later generations is very popular. You have already foreseen computers, telephones, and the Internet. At that time, it must have been incredible, right?
But where are these engraved objects going to be placed?It would definitely not work to be buried with him, Li Muyun didn't want his bones to be put in a museum and be visited with a ticket.

But if it is buried in other places, will those bastards follow the clues and dig themselves out of the soil?If so, it seems that the gain outweighs the loss.

Li Muyun had all sorts of messy and weird thoughts in his mind, and suddenly found that the surrounding was surprisingly quiet, Yingying Yanyan's discussion had stopped at some point, and when he raised his head, he found that everyone around him was talking in a hellish way. His eyes were looking at himself.

"What's wrong?" Li Muyun froze for an instant, thinking that he just said something that shouldn't be said in YY.

"You, how could you do this?" Su Wanqing asked dryly, pointing at the woolen scarf that had already been woven nearly two inches long and half an inch wide.

What happened in front of her eyes was so weird, Su Wanqing couldn't imagine that Li Muyun's hands, which could kill six people in a row with more than ten breaths, could weave such a beautiful thing, and even a small section of the weave had a beautiful pattern on it. texture.

Well, in fact, Li Muyun only killed five Tubo people with his own hands, and it took more than [-] breaths, but the rumor is that this thing is too miraculous, and it is estimated that if it spreads for a while, it will turn into killing six people in the blink of an eye.

Hearing Su Wanqing's question, Li Muyun secretly heaved a sigh of relief, his stiff body also relaxed, he shrugged helplessly and said, "Actually, there are still many things I know, what you see is just a drop in the ocean."

"I think we should find a Taoist priest to perform rituals. Mu, Mu Yun must have been possessed by a female ghost!" The third fat man's dry voice sounded beside him, this time he really didn't care about Li Muyun's threats.

Because he couldn't imagine that the things that the top weavers from the palace could not solve were solved so easily by this brother who had played with him since he was a child.

All this is too weird. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Fatty would never believe it was true.

You must know that the division of labor between men and women in ancient times was very clear. It is absolutely impossible for men to play with women's things, let alone be better than women.

"Crack", Li Muyun finally couldn't bear the fat man's nonsense, and a big neck slapped him on the neck, and then there was a beating of imperialism, feudalism and socialism, which made the three fat people scream again and again. .

But even so, Su Wanqing looked at him full of entanglements. She could accept many things from her fiancé, but she couldn't accept that her man was stronger than herself in terms of female celebrities.

But the eyes of the female workers in the textile workshop were filled with countless little stars. They didn't care whether Li Muyun was possessed by a female ghost. What they really cared about was how to learn the weaving skills.

People in the world say that one trick is popular all over the world. If they learn this kind of weaving method that they have never heard of, they will no longer be afraid of not being relied on in the future. Even if they are driven out of the woolen factory one day, they can rely on it This means to make a living.

But Li Muyun didn't have the heart to teach them these things at this time, after beating the three fat guys half to death, he stood up resentfully, casually threw the half-knit fur scarf to Mu Yu who was still stupid, patted his buttocks and walked out.

Obviously there is no way to stay here anymore, the feeling of being treated like a ghost makes Li Muyun feel terrible, if these people can't think about it, they will be wronged if they light a fire and burn themselves as a different kind.

(End of this chapter)