I have made a fortune by farming

Chapter 856

Song Ying had no reason to refute Huo Zhaoyuan's words, after all, it was true.

If Shen Shuoyang was as reasonable as Huo Zhaoyuan said, after hearing the whole story, he would not blame Huo Zhaoyuan for being indifferent, or even blame his sister for being ignorant.

"Have you tried the cultivation method?" Song Ying asked again.

"No." Huo Zhaoyuan said.

He was afraid that he would ascend in the daylight.

"It's okay to practice a little bit. You still have important things to do when you come down to earth. If you don't finish this big thing, your superiors probably won't take you back. Don't worry!" Song Ying grinned confidently.

"How do you know?" Huo Zhaoyuan felt something was wrong.

"The gods said it." Song Ying confessed.

"Isn't the immortal being suppressed under the Five Fingers Mountain?" Huo Zhaoyuan smiled, and suddenly thought of something after finishing speaking, and then stared at Song Ying: "Don't tell me, this person is really locked up by you?!"

"No, I don't know if this fairy is made of mud. Once soaked in the water, people disappear. They don't blame me for their fragile lives." Song Ying waved her hand immediately, "If you become a fairy, it should be the same. You can live forever if you stay in the sky honestly, but if you come down to earth, it may not be so.”

If he has a way, he won't be such a god.

Thinking about it this way, Huo Zhaoyuan suddenly felt that he had missed something before.

If you don't practice this, it will be difficult for him to find a way based on his mortal status.

Huo Zhaoyuan remained silent.

……

In the past few days, the wool in the Zhuangzi had been sheared. Later, Song Ying invited women from the surrounding villages to clean the wool.

Washing wool is considered a technical job, the water temperature should not be too high or too low, and the soaking time should not be too long.

The wool in winter is soft and velvet, very comfortable to the touch, and it is dried naturally after washing.

At this moment, there are wools drying everywhere in the village, and the scenery is unique.

As for those sheep, they are all hiding in the warm shed for the winter now.

The wind is strong these days, the place is spacious, and the drying speed is very fast.

Next comes dyeing and spinning.

Those three big men were not idlers. When Song Ying finished these tasks, they all left, leaving only Gu Mingbao to accompany her.

Gu Mingbao ordered a pair of wool gloves first, and now he is staring at the dyeing workers at work.

Song Ying is not good at anything, so dyeing is naturally handed over to professional workers. She directly rents skilled workers from a large dyeing workshop in the capital, and she pays enough money to work quickly.

Her uncle is a dyer, and he knows that it is not easy to be a dyer these days, and there is a lot to learn.

The dyeing technique in Dading Dynasty was mature, and the colors can be roughly divided into nine types, but if they are subdivided according to the depth, hundreds of colors can be subdivided.

Song Ying only chose five common colors to dye, light blue and yellow, then red and dark blue, and the remaining one is rouge.

The color of the ancients also has its own theory, Song Ying really couldn't tell the difference, so she asked Gu Mingbao to help her.

She and Gu Mingbao worked day and night.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the first batch of woolen gloves and woolen socks were freshly baked, and there were not many, twenty pairs each.

"I can't buy them all? Sister Song, I have money!" Gu Mingbao complained.

She has a lot of people to send, her grandfather, brother, uncles and aunts, and many cousins, these 20 or so are not enough!
Song Ying was so cruel, she was only allowed to buy two pairs of such good things!

(End of this chapter)