The First Happy King of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 574 Wool Textiles
Returning to the main story, how Li Er fooled his wife will not be mentioned for the time being, but it is said that Li Muyun came out of the palace and returned to the manor outside the city. Do not enter the palace!

Li Muyun didn't know if Li Er had anything to do with the later Eight-Nation Allied Forces, but this order was too much, he didn't recruit anyone, he didn't provoke anyone, so why did he treat him like a dog.

Li Tai and Chang Le fell a few somersaults, but no one has ever fallen while practicing skating. Think about those foreigners who broke their bones and tendons while practicing roller skating.

"My lord, do you want to eat?" Lao Xia poked his head in from outside the door. He knew that the lord was in a bad mood, so he tried his best not to provoke him.

But it turns out that Lao Xia still had some foresight. Right after he finished asking, he saw a cup fly by in front of him and hit the ground outside with a bang. Li Muyun's voice came from inside: "Go and find the cup." Blacksmith, I will replace all the cups with iron ones for Lao Tzu in the future!"

The corners of Lao Xia’s mouth twitched, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, his prince has nothing to say about him, he is very gentle with others when he is free, even when he sees the cripples chopping wood in the woodshed, he is always smiling, even It's because I get angry sometimes, and the kind of beating of servants will not happen.

It's just that the prince is still young after all, and he can't change the frizzy nature of young people. No matter what he does, he is always in a hurry, and he regrets it later, just like the glass cup that was just broken.

"By the way, where is Wanqing?" At the dining table, Li Muyun seemed to have forgotten the embarrassment just now, looked at the food on the table, and asked Lao Xia.

This was also due to his negligence before. According to the usual time, Su Wanqing should be at home, but she didn't show up today. I don't know if something happened, or she was jealous.

This is a person who does not do bad things, and is naturally not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night, but Li Muyun can't, he just went to make the little beauty happy in the afternoon, and then he was listed as an unwelcome person by his father, and now he can't see his last marriage Wife, it's normal to have a guilty conscience.

But what he didn't expect was that Lao Xia was taken aback when he heard the words, and blurted out: "My lord, don't you know?"

"Know what? Should I know?" Li Muyun asked back.

Lao Xia saw that Li Muyun really didn't know anything, so he smiled wryly and said, "Our wool spinning factory has produced finished products, and the third master and Miss Wanqing have gone there."

Li Muyun didn't expect this answer. In fact, he had already forgotten the matter of wool spinning. It was only when Lao Xia mentioned it that he remembered the matter of borrowing someone from Lao Li Yuan, and also remembered that he still had a long-standing problem in Chang'an. Woolen mills that lost money and were never profitable.

But having said that, what time is it? Even if you go to the wool spinning factory, you should be back before dark. There is no reason to stay in the wool spinning factory at this time. After all, there are hundreds of people there, and they have not left work until this time , How much overtime pay!
While thinking about what was on his mind, Li Muyun ended the 'battle' hastily, wiped his mouth and said: "Okay, don't eat, you call a few people, and let's go to the wool spinning factory together."

"No!" Lao Xia agreed, and trotted away.

To be honest, Li Muyun did not have much hope for wool spinning before. Before industrialization started, everything was spun by hand. Even if wool was really spun, it is impossible for a wool spinning factory with hundreds of people to produce much output. , the pile of wool will eventually be burned.

This is a problem of productivity, and it’s a flaw. It’s like writing a novel. If your hand speed is not enough, you can write 24 hours a day, and you can’t write a few chapters a day.

"Muyun, why are you here?" The wool spinning factory located five miles behind the manor, the three fat men were squatting at the gate of the factory doing nothing, when they saw Li Muyun appearing, they immediately greeted him.

Li Muyun jumped off his horse and asked, "What's going on, what happened here? Where's Wanqing?"

The three fat guys spread their hands: "It's just some thread, oh, maybe it's the woolen thread you mentioned. I don't know about that either. Wanqing has organized a few weavers inside and is preparing to weave that thing into clothes." As for the work, the three fatty didn't pay much attention to it, and answered perfunctorily.

Li Muyun also didn't pay much attention, but since Su Wanqing was busy inside, he couldn't leave anyway, so he squatted with Fatty at the factory gate, chatting about some interesting things about Chang'an City.

In the woolen mill, a group of women headed by Su Wanqing were all beaming. After more than a year, they finally completed the degreasing and spinning of wool, turning the originally smelly wool into thread that can be used for spinning.

Because of women's innate love for textiles, the wool spinning factory was surprisingly lively. Although the off-duty time had already passed, none of the female workers who came out of the palace had any plans to leave, and they worked overtime to make a lot of things. Yarn comes out.

On the other side, the weavers are also constantly busy, using the spun threads to weave cloth that they have never seen before.

These wool threads are not strong enough, and the threads spun from wool are too thick. Even the best weavers have to be careful, otherwise the threads will break if they are not careful.

Su Wanqing shuttled between various factory areas, looking at the spinning workshop for a while, and then the weaving workshop for a while. In her opinion, the wool spinning factory is Li Muyun's painstaking effort. Now that there is a finished product, she wants to give that bastard a small surprise.

Ting'er was like a beautiful butterfly, fluttering back and forth beside Su Wanqing, came to the weaver again, stroked a piece of fabric that had already been woven, and shouted: "Miss, this woolen fabric is so warm, how warm are you?" Come and try."

"Ting'er, don't make trouble, don't affect other people's work." Su Wanqing glanced at Ting'er and called her to her side.

Of course she knew that things made from wool would be warm, because Li Muyun had already said that, but she always felt that things were a little strange, as if something was wrong with the wool woven in this way, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

For example, the woven materials seem too sparse, even if she rarely works as a female celebrity, she can tell that there is no way to cut this kind of thing, because as soon as the scissors are cut, the threads will be pulled out immediately, and then they will fall apart , into one thread after another.

Another problem is sewing, how to sew such sparse material?What material should I choose for sewing thread?These are all questions.

(End of this chapter)