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Two days later, Ning Changrong came over to check. The smell of wool was indeed much lighter. The originally dirty wool was now much whiter. It was all spread out on the open ground, looking like pieces of clouds.

Ning Husheng explained as he walked, "Didn't you tell me before that this wool is used for clothing? There is a woman whose husband's family was a hunter before he became a soldier."

"If you want to use this wool to make clothes, you can't just wash it clean. I took them to remove the grease from the wool, dry it, and comb out all the weeds in the wool. I added these two steps, and now there is still some The wool is still being made.”

"But if you're in a hurry, these should last a few days."

Ning Changrong did not expect that it would be so troublesome to make wool into wool. He said to Ning Husheng in admiration: "I was negligent about this, but fortunately you thought carefully."

Ning Husheng scratched the back of his head and said with a smile, "As long as it doesn't delay your business."

I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Bring me a bag first." Ning Changrong said.

"You continue to watch them finish the rest." Ning Changrong said before leaving, taking a bag of clean wool.

The servant followed Ning Changrong with the wool to the backyard of Ning Mansion. Ning Changrong asked him to put down the wool and retreat.

In ancient times, men were generally not allowed to enter the backyard.

Although Ning Changrong didn't care about this, he still had to consider his daughter's reputation.

Arriving at the open space in the backyard, Ning Qingxi was tapping with a bunch of tools.

Wang Xiujuan was also there to help deliver things.

The main reason is that Ning Qingxi doesn't trust other people, and she doesn't know if this machine can be spread out.

Ning Changrong dragged the bag of wool and placed it directly next to Ning Qingxi.

"It's been two days and it's still not done yet?"

Ning Qingxi was speechless. What did her father think the wool machine was?Chinese cabbage?Just do it as soon as you say it's done, the Chinese cabbage still needs time to grow.

"How can it be so fast? No matter how smart your daughter is, you still have to give me some time."

Ning Changrong pointed to the parts at his feet, "These things are not made by craftsmen directly for you. Can you just assemble them? Why does it take so long?"

Ning Qingxi clapped her hands and stood up, "Dad, you really can stand and talk without pain in your back."

"Doesn't it take me time to draw this wool machine? Doesn't it take time to put it back together? I've never done it before. Isn't it normal to go a little slower? This part was just delivered this morning, and it's just for now It's been half an hour longer, so my speed is not too slow, right?"

Ning Changrong looked at Wang Xiujuan's reproachful eyes and smiled: "Mom, if you have something to do, you might as well go about your own business. I'm here to help."

Wang Xiujuan casually walked over to the small stool next to her and sat down, pointing to the pile of things in front of her, "Okay, come and help me. I'll sit here and rest."

Ning Changrong rolled up his sleeves and rolled them several times before freeing his hands.

This made him miss the freedom of dressing when he was poor.

Although the clothes at that time were tattered and old, with no aesthetic value at all, at least they did not delay things while working.

How is it like now that you are an official and you have to pay attention to every move you make and dress appropriately? How is it like now that you are an official and you have to pay attention to every move you make? Such wide sleeves are not designed for work at all.

The father and daughter assembled the parts based on the drawings that Ning Qingxi scratched out in the encyclopedia.

"Dad, this is on the bottom. If you can't understand it, can you please stop destroying it?"

Ning Changrong felt aggrieved, "Don't I want to help you?" Ning Qingxi looked at him expressionlessly, "Are you sure you're not making it more difficult with more help? Originally, I could finish the assembly in another hour, but with your help I’ll have to spend at least one more hour.”

Ning Changrong clapped his hands and smiled sheepishly: "This drawing looks simple, but I didn't expect there were so many details." He finally understood why his daughter had been pretending for so long.

Wang Xiujuan said leisurely beside her: "Now you know how tedious this is, right? It seems simple."

Ning Changrong begged for mercy: "Okay, okay, mother, I know I was wrong, please don't rush me."

Wang Xiujuan snorted lightly.

The family of three worked for more than an hour and finally assembled the wool machine.

Ning Qingxi looked at the wool machine standing on the bluestone with a sense of accomplishment.

"It's finally done."

Ning Changrong said anxiously: "I just happened to take a bag of wool home. Let's try it now, right?"

Ning Qingxi walked to the bag containing wool, dragged it to the wool machine, opened the bag and picked up a handful of wool, and stood stunned in front of the wool machine.

Ning Changrong saw her standing motionless and urged, "What are you doing standing still? Why don't you give it a try?"

Ning Qingxi turned her head in embarrassment, "Dad, do you know how to use this thing?"

She only knew how to activate it, but not the details.

Ning Changrong was immediately asked, how could he know this thing?
It’s embarrassing now. I’ve made something, but I don’t know how to use it.

The two looked at each other, then turned to look at Wang Xiujuan.

"Nai, I only know how to stick this wool on the twisting rod, but I don't know how to do it specifically. Do you know how to do it, Nai?"

Looking at Ning Qingxi's expectant eyes, Wang Xiujuan straightened her chest, strode forward confidently, and took the handful of wool from Ning Qingxi's hand.

Without hesitation, he twisted the small handful of wool in his hand, put it on the twisting rod in front, turned on the starter, lifted the fiber thread on the spinning center with one hand, and turned the spinning wheel with the other hand.

Ning Qingxi watched the operation of the machine closely. The machine's own gravity stretched and thinned the messy fibers. The force generated during the rotation would twist the thinned fibers into a twist shape. Finally, Ning Qingxi and his daughter finally found the machine. A line formed under their gazes.

Ning Qingxi exclaimed: "Nai, you actually know how to use a wool machine?"

"Didn't I tell you a while ago that I took an interest class for the elderly? I just taught you how to use this wool machine."

Ning Qingxi didn't remember that her niece Wang Xiujuan often traveled around, either dancing in the square with others or learning skills. She was easier to learn than her and learned too many things.

"Tsk tsk, this wool machine looks pretty easy to use. It can weave wool threads in no time." Ning Changrong looked around.

"There is also a manual type, but it is not very efficient and requires manual smoothing of the wool, so I just made this one." Ning Qingxi explained:

Ning Changrong nodded and praised: "Okay, not bad, this is very efficient."

Wang Xiujuan stopped the demonstration. Although this wool machine was a little different from the one she had learned, she had almost figured out the general operating principle when helping Ning Qing put on his suit.

"The wool smells a bit strong."

"I can't help it. I've already washed it with soap locust. Why can't I use some salt and vinegar to go to the bar? I can't stand this kind of waste." Ning Changrong explained.

(End of this chapter)