Nongmen Xianggong is a koi

Chapter 98

Seeing that Song Jingyun's weaving seemed to be a bamboo slave, but the size was much larger than ordinary bamboo slaves, the apprentice scratched his head.

Maybe Master is trying to make something new, but it just looks like a bamboo slave?

The apprentice thought this way, so he no longer stopped him, and was busy doing his own things.

Song Jingyun worked hard for a long time, and finally made a super big bamboo slave in the afternoon, and it was the kind with a cover that people could lie in.

Looking at her own achievements, Song Jingyun looked at them for a long time and was very satisfied. Then, with the support of the apprentices, she got into it and tried it out.

Yes, the space inside is very spacious, and he even has some room in which he is allowed to move.

It's just that it's not convenient to move your hands.

After trying to lie down, Song Jingyun decided to transform this super-big bamboo slave a little bit, leaving room for the arms to stretch out. In this way, it should be much better.

Those apprentices looked at Song Jingyun busy, you looked at me, I looked at yours, their faces were not very good-looking.

"Do you want to talk to Master?"

"I think I should, otherwise it would be ugly."

"But the master seems to be very concerned about this matter. If I say so, will the master be very disappointed?"

"If you don't say it, I don't think it will work..."

Several people whispered for a while, and finally Jiang Dongkou, who was the first to learn bamboo weaving, hesitated for a while before muttering, "Well, master, let's just say, this thing..."

"Isn't it special?" Song Jingyun didn't even lift his head.

"It's quite special, but if the master wants to lie in and sleep to cool off at night, that's not okay." Jiang Dongkou said in a low voice.

"Why?" Song Jingyun raised his head in surprise.

"This thing, how can I say it? It can only be said to be similar. Although there are some differences, the overall look is too similar..." Jiang Dong gritted his teeth and answered truthfully, "Especially when Master lay down At that time, it would be more like..."

"Like what?" Song Jingyun asked.

Jiang Dongkou rubbed his hands, "It looks like it's about to be carried to soak in a pig cage..."

"Soak the pig cage?" Song Jingyun was a little puzzled, "What is that?"

"People who make mistakes will be put into such a cage and thrown into the river. If they are alive, they may come back to life. If their lives are not enough, they may be drowned."

Jiang Dongkou said, "However, generally you will not be soaked in a pig cage, only those who do not obey the rules and have adulterous affairs will be soaked in a pig cage..."

adultery?
Song Jingyun thought for a while before realizing that he seemed to have heard this word before.

I heard it from those aunts and aunts in the village gossiping. It probably means that married people don’t obey women’s or men’s morals, and get entangled with other people outside...

Song Jingyun, "..."

He is a well-behaved son-in-law, and he never does anything to offend his wife!
Tsk, this big bamboo slave seems to be unacceptable.

Otherwise, it will be bad luck!

Song Jingyun didn't even think about it, and directly started to tear down the big bamboo slave.

Seeing this, Jiang Dongkou and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was demolished, otherwise, just thinking about it, it would feel weird...

When Jiang Mixia was sleeping at night, she found that the bamboo slave who had been lying on the bed was not there. After searching around, she couldn't find any movement.

"Where's the bamboo slave on my bed? Did you see it?" Jiang Mixia asked Song Jingyun who came into the room.

"When I was holding it today, I was pricked by the burrs on it. I thought it would be bad if there were burrs on the thing I was holding to sleep, so I removed it and polished the bamboo strips again. "

Song Jingyun said, "I'll make up another one for you when I leave tomorrow."

Even if my own wife wanted to hold a bamboo slave, she had to make it up by herself.

My dad didn't make it up either.

"Okay." Jiang Mixia felt that the little son-in-law must be telling the truth, so he didn't think too much, took the cattail fan beside him, and fanned himself, "It's getting hotter and hotter today."

"Yeah, it's quite hot." Song Jingyun also took a cattail fan, and after lying down, he fanned himself twice and Jiang Mixia twice.

Jiang Mixia fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow, even though it was very hot at the moment, it didn't prevent her from falling asleep in seconds.

It just didn't take long to wake up from the heat.

When she woke up, she saw that Song Jingyun was still fanning her.

It's just that the little son-in-law was really sleepy. With his eyes closed, he rested his head in one hand and fanned the cattail fan with the other. His movements gradually slowed down until he stopped. Then he suddenly lowered his head sleepily, and then mechanically He shook his cattail fan, then dozed off until his head drooped...

Although this little son-in-law is a little ignorant of the world and his EQ is sometimes lower, his thoughts are really pure enough, and he is really kind to her as a lady.

On a very hot day, Jiang Mixia felt very cool all over.

It's just that the little son-in-law is really tired from fanning like this.

Jiang Mixia picked up the cattail fan in his hand.

Song Jingyun woke up immediately after the Pu fan left his hand, rubbed his eyes, "What's wrong, lady?"

"It's okay, it's not hot anymore, go to sleep." Jiang Mixia whispered.

"Oh." Song Jingyun closed his eyes in a daze.

After a while, he turned over, fumbled for Jiang Mixia's bag, and put it on himself.

It seemed that she was afraid that Jiang Mixia would take her hand away, so she only held it with her hands.

Jiang Mixia, "..."

So hot.

It's better to let you hold a cattail fan!

But let’s talk about this fan. The fan in my hand is made of palmetto leaves. It’s light, that’s all.

If it is a round fan, it is light enough, but because the fabric is thin and breathable, it can't let out any wind.

It would be great if we could make a fan that is lighter than cattail fan and more practical than tuan fan...

Jiang Mixia fell asleep in a daze while thinking about it.

On the second day, after breakfast, I went to the bamboo weaving workshop with Song Jingyun to find a suitable bamboo knife.

In the past, the bamboo knives were thicker than ordinary hatchets, so they were easier to use.

But this kind of knife is suitable for experienced hands, but it is very difficult for apprentices, and there is no way to completely accurately control the width and thickness of the strips.

Since there is a workshop, the things made must be standardized to ensure the quality of the goods.

So Jiang Mixia and Song Jingyun tinkered for a long time and developed a new Pomi knife.

Fix the knife on the wooden frame, and form a fixed gap between the two knives, so that the width and thickness of the bamboo strips can be fixed. All the bamboo strips are of the same width, narrowness and thickness. It's easy to make up, and the quality of things is good.

In addition, in order to adapt to weaving different objects, the gap between the blades is adjusted to different sizes, and numbers are also numbered for this. The bamboo rafts produced by the knives are also fixed so that there is no confusion. , not to be chaotic.

Jiang Mixia searched and found the thinnest bamboo knife for a waterproof bamboo box.

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