My imagination has come true

"Sister-in-law Awang, does your little kid know how to speak the language of the Jinta tribe? Hurry up and let him come to my place to take care of me for a few days. Your baby will not be used in vain. I will give you 20 cents a day."

"Aunt Chun, what are you dreaming about? This little puppy has been chosen by the officials. He works with Mr. Wang next to Mu Xianzi. Not only does he earn thirty bucks a day, but he also takes care of three meals. What kind of subsidies do he give him? If you work hard every day and earn forty or fifty cents if you do well, will they be able to do the work for you when they have time?"

The sky in Xuanzhou City has been clear these days, the sun is amazingly bright, and the streets are very lively.

There are Han Chinese and foreigners, and although there are still some barriers between them, at least they walk on the streets openly and never shout to kill each other when they meet.

Mu Xianzi built a new market outside the city, and recently settled in Zhaoxuanzhou and various nearby businessmen.

The first batch of people to be photographed were all time-honored brands.

Aunt Chun's skill in making pancakes was well-known in Xuanzhou City. With her skills, she also got a quota to open her own shop in Fang City with a very low rent. got up.

At first, no one thought that this market could be so popular, but after only seven or eight days, the young and old men of all ethnic groups on the Saibei grassland no longer cared about the suspicions in their hearts, and couldn't help but carry around the money they had accumulated. A whole year's worth of skins, fattened and strong sheep that were raised that deserved to be killed, and most importantly, packages of wool that had been neatly sorted and had no fishy smell.

The wool was purchased by Fairy Mu earlier. The price was not low, and it was useless on the grassland. A group of herdsmen came in droves, all vying to get the wool in exchange for money, rice, grain and tea. When there were more people, their heads A group of large and small merchants who opened stores naturally made a lot of money.

But it’s also really busy.

Aunt Chun's cake shop has been in business for decades and has never thought of hiring anyone. Their own family members are all helping out. It's doing well now, but within a few days they hired two smart boys to help. Now it's even worse. It is a waiter who is in urgent need of being proficient in various languages.

"Well, before the little gods in the sky taught the gods to knit sweaters, my mother-in-law took my brother-in-law away and said that she wanted to go out of the city to collect some wool and send it to Fairy Mu. The manpower in my shop is becoming increasingly insufficient. !”

Awang's wife looked helpless when she saw the two sisters-in-law yelling at the door.

She only had one son, and she couldn't cut her little puppy into pieces and give it to others.

This is really... a happy trouble.

Mrs. Awang's husband did too much hard work in the past few years, which hurt his body. In recent years, he has become a bit disabled. He is not completely unable to move, let alone doing physical work. He can't bear the daily fatigue. At home, I rely on Mrs. Awang to take care of everything inside and outside. Fortunately, she is good at spinning, weaving, and embroidering. She is good at everything, and she is willing to work hard and endure hardships, so she can barely support the family.

Before and after the siege of the city by Prince Chaoge of the Jinta tribe, the life of Awang's wife's family was actually quite difficult. The man's health was getting worse and worse, and he had to take tonics. His son was eleven years old. He was not young, but he could not be a man yet. My wife, Awang's wife, is very worried every day, worried about her husband's medicine and her son's future.

Later, when Xuanzhou City faced war, she thought that if they were forced into a desperate situation, their family would die together and they could be together on the road to hell. Unexpectedly, the sky suddenly fell, and reinforcements arrived quickly, but outside the city, The war lasted for a while, but it had no impact on ordinary people like them.

Mu Xianzi in the capital also set up a market, and the depressed Xuanzhou City seemed to be prospering. Her life seemed to have suddenly become much easier. There was a shortage of people everywhere, and she could find work when she went out. In the early days, I often went to the grassland with my uncle. I could understand the dialects of all ethnic groups and had no problems in daily communication. I was actually taken by Fairy Mu and took me to Fangshi to help Brother Wang complete his 'thesis'. Although I don’t know what the paper is, but it must be important. Anyway, it is a decent and profitable job. A few days ago, Xiao Xiaozi brought her a bright red sweater. He said it was made by Xia He, a girl next to Fairy Mu, who learned to knit it from the little fairy on the canopy, and each person got one piece.

The knitted sweater is very similar to the one on the sky curtain. The one that Siming Shenjun wore a few days ago, and the one that Fairy Mu wore, both look like that.

Mrs. Awang was so moved that her eyes filled with tears. She was happy and frightened at the same time. She would feel uncomfortable if she didn't kowtow to Fairy Mu a few times every day.

Mu Qingyun: "..."

She was actually murmuring in her heart.

I used to write a novel, read this novel, and travel through ancient times to knit gold-fingered sweaters. It would always become popular very quickly. It was everywhere, and everyone knew how to knit it. When the ingenious ancient working people saw the benefits, they would always explode in an instant. Her mobility far exceeds that of a time traveler, and her ability to imitate is astonishing. But this time in Xuanzhou, she specially broadcast a video teaching how to knit sweaters. As a result, even within half a month, the people actually refused to imitate her.

Although Mu Qingyun relied on collecting wool and urged the herdsmen on the grassland to raise more sheep and less horses, she had achieved her goal, but she always felt that something was wrong.

Xia He: "..."

Why is my little lady’s idea so strange? The knitting method of sweaters is something that belongs to the gods in the sky. How can ordinary people dare to learn it? Aren't you afraid of God's blame?
The people in Xuanzhou City have not thought about it. They also know that sweaters are not difficult to knit, but they are the things of gods. If they are not really unable to survive, or are too bold, who would dare to touch them? Others may not be so careful elsewhere, but the people of Xuanzhou have all seen the thunderous scene of killing barbarians, and they cannot but be afraid!
Mu Qingyun also looked at the faces of Xia He and the others, and then he realized and couldn't help but laugh.

It's easier to solve it if you know the root cause.

For several days in a row, when Mu Qingyun was chatting with Lord Siming, he mentioned that he could not wear sweaters in the mortal world, and logically asked the fairies to teach the people of Xi Dynasty.

How to spin wool into thread, how to knit sweaters, etc., is just a layer of window paper, everyone understands it.

"Let's brainstorm. If everyone knows how to knit, we can start a business of making this sweater. I can make fabrics for home use, and I can also wear good clothes in a variety of patterns and colors."

Siming Shenjun and Mu Xianzi said this, and Wang Yingjie and several others went out to advocate for a while, and finally the scene that Mu Qingyun wanted to see at the beginning was achieved.

In the entire Xuanzhou City, everyone, including eldest girls and young daughters-in-law, is learning to knit sweaters.

It is estimated that in recent years, even the marriage of a young lady who cannot knit a sweater has been somewhat unsuccessful.

Simultaneously, the demand for wool has also skyrocketed, and the selling price of wool has also increased slightly. In fact, as long as the wool can be sold, for the herdsmen, it is free money, which is particularly cost-effective.