wild trail

Chapter 221 Performing their duties
During this expedition, Wang Lang brought back hemp seeds, which are the key to whether the tribe can have covering clothes.

After two years of streaking and sex, although Wang Lang is basically used to this kind of life, as a modern person, clothes are still very important.

After Lin Huo and the others left, Wang Lang stayed in the house alone, thinking about making the loom.

Although I have made an extremely simple loom before, not to mention the low efficiency of that kind of thing, the things we woven are also rough. If you continue to use that method, even if you grow hemp, the things you make are not only for making sacks , cannot be worn on the body at all.

To make cloth, you need a spinning wheel and a loom.

In modern society, if you ask a random person on the street how to weave cloth or how to spin thread, they will basically look perplexed, and Wang Lang is in the same state now.

Wang Lang, with a confused face, racked his brains to think about the production of these two things.

Fortunately, Wang Lang is not like the ancestors in ancient times, guessing out of thin air. Although he has never really woven or spun threads before, whether it is in costume dramas or occasionally seen pictures on the Internet, these things Wang Lang has seen the original prototype.

The principle of spinning is not difficult to understand, it is a simple transmission principle, the big wheel drives the small wheel to rotate rapidly, twisting the fibers together and making them into long silk threads.

Holding a thin wooden stick, Wang Lang kept drawing his design on the ground.

He rubbed the painting over and over again, and then wiped it off after finishing the painting. It was not until the evening that he finally designed his first spinning wheel.

Looking at the fruits of his labor, Wang Lang was extremely happy. As long as this thing on the ground is made, his tribe will break away from the primitive era of grass clothes and animal skins and enter a civilized society.

Fan Xing came in from the outside with Wang He in his arms, and seeing Wang Lang dancing excitedly, he said puzzledly, "Lang, what's wrong with you, you're so happy."

Wang Lang saw that Fan Xing would step on the things he had worked so hard to draw after walking a few steps, so he quickly said, "Stop, don't move!"

Fanxing was startled, and immediately stood where she was, looking at Wang Lang blankly.

"What's wrong?" Fanxing asked.

"The things on the ground can't be destroyed now, they will be used to make clothes in the future." Wang Lang said excitedly.

"Clothes, are you talking about things made of cloth?" Fan Xing asked.

Wang Lang nodded and said, "That's the thing. We found hemp during this expedition and brought back a lot of seeds. As long as this batch of hemp is harvested, our tribe will have clothes to wear."

Fanxing heard the words, stared at the strange figure on the ground, but couldn't understand anything, Fanxing mostly didn't care about Wang Lang's affairs, her task was to take good care of the children.

Fan Xing, who had never seen what clothes looked like, couldn't understand Wang Lang's excitement, ignored Wang Lang who was over excited, and sat on the straw mat, feeding Wang He in his arms.

After Wang Lang told Fanxing not to destroy the painting, he hurried to Mufeng, took a flat wooden board, picked a few pieces of charcoal from the fire, ran back in a hurry, and took a picture of the painting on the ground. Drawing on wooden board.

After all this was done, Wang Lang finally felt relieved.

In the first step of weaving, the spinning wheel has been designed, and the next step is to make the loom before the first batch of hemp is harvested.

Wang Lang carefully placed the board in a corner of the house, not allowing anyone to touch it.

The next day, according to Wang Lang's instructions, Lin Huo took more than 70 people, carrying baskets on their backs, and headed for the south in a mighty way.

Wang Lang looked at the people who had gone away and knew that as long as these people returned and made the bronze, the great cause of road construction would begin.

After Lin Huo and the others disappeared on the horizon, Wang called Mu Feng over.

"How is the deer cart doing now!" Wang Lang asked.

"Back to the leader, the tribe already has twelve deer carts, which are completely enough." Mu Feng replied respectfully.

Wang Lang nodded and said: "Good work, don't make the deer cart for now, come with me, I will show you something, and you will give priority to making this thing with people in the future."

Mu Feng immediately became interested when he heard the words, and followed Wang Lang curiously.

Wang Lang took out the wooden board with the spinning wheel painted on it from the room, and said to Mu Feng, "This thing is called a spinning wheel. You should make this thing in the future!"

Mu Feng took the wooden board, looked at some complicated patterns, and was basically at a loss, unable to see what it was at all.

After Wang Lang gave him a detailed explanation of the various parts of the spinning wheel, Mu Feng's interest was completely aroused.

"How, can it be done?" Wang Lang asked.

Mu Feng thought for a while, and said, "Don't worry, leader, this thing is a little more complicated than the wheel, but there should be no problem. If there is no accident, it will take about four days."

"Okay, then I'll give you four days and let me know when it's done." Wang Lang smiled.

Seeing Mu Feng's confident appearance, Wang Lang was very satisfied. For this young man, he planned to vigorously train him to be an excellent carpenter, and through him to send more carpenters to the tribe.

The matter of the spinning wheel came to an end. As for the matter of the weaving machine, Wang Lang was not worried. Even if he could not make a highly efficient weaving machine, he could still weave cloth by improving on the original simple weaving machine. Come on, it's just a little less efficient.

After leaving for nearly ten days, the corn seedlings in the field outside the tribe had already broken through the ground, and the large green seedlings were neatly arranged in rows, which was pleasing to the eye.

Now fertilizing and watering, Wang Lang no longer needs to personally ask. The old, weak and women in the tribe are already doing these things with ease. They can't help much in the war, but through doing farm work, they have found the value of their existence.

And those women who have married women no longer have the fear and resentment they had before. Although they are now forcibly betrothed to soldiers by Wang Lang, and their children are also taken to Linhe, compared with their previous lives, In today's stable days, they have already forgotten their own tragic experiences.

The old people were busy in the fields, and the women led the horned horned dragons out of the tribe, tied them to wooden stakes and let them eat the grass by themselves.

The women carried scythes on their backs, and the harvesters transported the fresh green grass to the giant deer's enclosure one by one.

Seeing the people in the tribe busy with their duties, Wang Lang felt very relieved. As long as this continues, he can't help thinking that when he dies of old age, he will be able to smile at Jiuquan.

(End of this chapter)