Pampered Tian's Wife: The Little Weaver Girl in the Farmhouse

Chapter 355 Cotton Harvesting
Dalu Huachi from Muyang County brought many officers and soldiers, and respectfully picked up Tie Muer and left.Tie Mu'er seemed to have something to say to Qiao Yun, but he didn't say it in the end, he just let out a long sigh, and left Zhuangzi and went with those people.

To be honest, Qiao Yun also breathed a sigh of relief after sending Tie Muer away.This Tie Moore also seems to be not simple, if he makes any mistakes in Zhuangzi, it is really difficult to say what the result will be.Speaking of it, Qiao Yun felt incredible, as if every time she saved someone, the identity of the other party was unusual, and she didn't know what kind of luck it was.

Anyway, after Tie Mu'er left, Gao Zimo stopped disturbing Zhuangzi, and Qiao Yun could finally be quiet for a few days.Of course, Zhuangzi and Zhifang still have a lot of work to do, and they can't be quiet, but they don't have to worry about it anymore.

In a blink of an eye, the hottest June and July have passed away in a busy way, and in August, I can feel cooler to some extent.At this time, everything was ready at the weaving workshop, and all the machines were manufactured and assembled according to Qiaoyun's requirements.Qiaoyun also sent people to recruit many female workers in many nearby villages.

Many people here in Muyang raise silkworms and weave cloth. Almost all the girls know how to reel silk and weave cloth, and their skills are also very good.But the more this is the case, the more difficult it is to recruit workers. Many people would rather work at home than come to the weaving workshop and be managed by others.Therefore, the job recruitment was not progressing smoothly, and with great difficulty, seventy or eighty female workers were recruited.

Fortunately, there are [-] or [-] girls on Zhuangzi, and Qiaoyun has trained them in advance, so basically it is almost enough.After all, in the first year, there was not so much cotton, and too many people would be a waste. It is also very good to be able to train these people.

The weaving workshop, machines, and manpower are all ready, just waiting for the cotton to be ripe and picked, and then the work can start.In mid-August, the cotton in the field began to be bolled one after another.At this time, Qiaoyun led the female workers to pick cotton in the field.

"Girl, is this cotton? I really don't understand it. It's not a flower. Why is it called cotton?" Liu Zhuangtou led his staff to help in the field, looking at the cute white furry in the field However, Liu Zhuangtou was completely puzzled.

Qiaoyun also shook her head, "I don't understand why it's called cotton, maybe people think it's flowering?" She really doesn't understand this, so she can't talk nonsense. "By the way, Uncle Liu, please be careful, the cotton shell is very pungent, so be careful not to prick your hands."

Don't look at the white and fluffy cotton, which is cute, but actually picking cotton is not an easy job.Cotton is the fiber inside when the bolls are ripe and burst, and the bolls will become dry and hard after the bolls are exploded, with sharp points on the top, which will prick your hands if you are not careful.

Sure enough, just as Qiaoyun spoke, someone shouted over there, "Oh, it hurts, this thing hurts."

"Be careful, don't get pricked, the cotton shell is hard, it's very prickly." Qiao Yun hurriedly shouted loudly.

The girls heard it, and they all took care of themselves, but even so, from time to time, some people got their hands pricked by the cotton husk, and the oops kept coming and going.It was the first time for everyone to see this thing, and they were not familiar with it at all. Of course, it was not easy to work, and after a while, gradually no one shouted.

Qiaoyun was not idle either, she put on an apron and picked cotton in the field with the others.This is the first time cotton seeds have been harvested in Daliao, but it seems that the results are quite satisfactory.

Cotton planting requires a lot of labor, pruning, topping, and bottom leaves, etc., must be carefully managed.Qiaoyun has brought over all the techniques from her previous life, and has been managing them with great care. Water and fertilizers are also timely. Later, she even used foliar fertilizers a few times, so the growth of the cotton is indeed better than that of Zhanbo. Much better.

When I was in Zhanbo, Qiaoyun specifically inquired, saying that it would be good if a cotton plant could produce at most six or seven bolls, so the cotton yield was not high.But after the careful management of Qiaoyun and others, a cotton plant can basically produce more than a dozen to twenty bolls, which is several times the output. Of course Qiaoyun is happy.

Cotton bolls grow in different locations and mature sooner or later, and the quality of cotton varies due to these reasons.Generally speaking, the quality of the ones near the ground is slightly poor because they will be stained with soil, while the ones at the top are not of good quality because the growth period is too short, and it is likely that the flocs have not been spun before the frost period.

The cotton with the best quality is the middle layer. The wadding is opened early and the wadding is white and soft. This is the best raw material for textiles.As for others, they are generally used to fill bedding or cotton clothes.

Qiaoyun also ordered everyone to separate the cotton bolls. It's not yet the frost period, so you only need to store the bottom ones separately.

Everyone is very curious about this fresh crop, and they are full of enthusiasm when working.Under the leadership of Qiao Yun, the girls went into the cotton fields every day to look for cotton bolls that could be picked. Looking at the white bolls in their aprons, everyone felt a sense of accomplishment.

Harvesting cotton bolls is not a short-term task. You have to walk in the field every day and pick them anytime and anywhere to prevent the bolls from falling or being wet by rain due to untimely picking.If this is the case, the quality of cotton will decline, which is a pity.Fortunately, the weather has been good recently, but it seldom rains, so Qiao Yun and everyone are always busy in the field.

"Girl, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I have to ask the girl to decide how to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival." That evening, when Qiaoyun and the others came back from the field, Liu Zhuangtou's daughter-in-law came to ask about the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Ah, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival? Isn't this day passing too fast?" Qiaoyun was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then realized that it was almost the Mid-Autumn Festival. "Mid-Autumn Festival is a big festival, so don't be ambiguous about it. Aunt Liu, how about this, let's celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival together this year, just like the Dragon Boat Festival."

Qiaoyun likes to be lively, especially during festivals, and feels that the big guys are the happiest when they are together.Right now Chu Ruifeng has not come back from the sea, Qinglei also stays in Haining to accompany Yuerong, Qiaoyun has only little stones by his side.As for the Mid-Autumn Festival, it would be too bleak for the two of them to be together, so Qiaoyun decided to celebrate the big guys together.

With Qiaoyun's instructions, the entire Zhuangzi celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival together lively, and the skillful daughter-in-law in Zhuangzi even baked mooncakes.After the banquet in the evening, no one left, just sat on the open space, sipped tea, ate moon cakes and fruits, and enjoyed the moon together.

Qiaoyun looked at the full moon in the sky, and couldn't help but feel lost, "Siyuan, where are you now? When will you come back?" Chu Ruifeng has been out at sea for more than five months, and Qiaoyun is thinking about it all the time. For him, especially at this moment in front of him, the feeling of longing became stronger and stronger.

(End of this chapter)