Qi Yaoyao looked like a veteran in the spinning of Chen. If she wanted to spin so skillfully, it was not as simple as it seemed. She needed a lot of patience and perseverance to work hard.

Qi Yaoyao looked around the wing room, three rooms. She was standing in the hall now. On the front wall was hung with yellowed paintings of pine and cranes hanging on the front wall. On the table below there were tablets, with neat handwriting and standardized writing.

It can be seen that it is the tablet of the county magistrate's father.

There were white porcelain vases at the top of the table, which were clean and there were no flowers arranged inside.

There was a lacquered and mottled Eight Immortals table in front of the table, and a white porcelain teapot and tea cup were placed on it, looking a little old.

There are two ring chairs on both sides of the Eight Immortals table, and there is also a lack of backrest support.

There is no other furniture in the entire hall. On the left is a spliced ​​cloth curtain, which covers the door from top to bottom. It should be the bedroom.

Because there was a half-piece cloth curtain opposite, I bent down slightly and looked like a cloth loom inside.

"I want to see it in. It's a loom." Chen looked at her sideways, her waist almost bent to ninety degrees.

"Oh!" Qi Yaoyao stood up straight with her shiny eyes and looked at the spinning cart in front of her, "Look at the wood is quite new."

"Come here to make something new from Heng'er." Chen said without raising his head.

"Oh!" Qi Yaoyao nodded casually and muttered to herself: I didn't expect that this county magistrate is still a versatile person.

Chen suddenly stopped, looked up at Qi Yaoyao and asked, "Can Qi spin flowers?"

"Uh..." Qi Yaoyao was stunned when she heard this, then shook her head and said, "No."

She saw her grandmother use spinning wheels and looms when she was a child, but she didn't spin or weave cloth.

There are large textile factories in the process of industrialization, and it is no longer the manpower and weaving cloth.

Although she was in short supply in the years and needed cloth tickets to buy cloth, her family had a small population. In the new year and the old year, she had enough fabrics for three years.

"That's not going to weave any more." Chen looked straight at her with a sure guess.

"No." Qi Yaoyao said very simply.

Chen sighed heavily, "It seems that he has to teach you how to spin and weave flowers."

"That..." Qi Yaoyao pursed her lips and looked at her with dark eyes and said, "Isn't there any fabric in her salary?"

"Those fabrics are not enough, so you have to weave some local cloth. The sheets, quilts, and soles of the shoe must be used." Chen put down the thread in his hand and looked at her and said, "It's a good life now. When Heng'er was studying and taking the exam for the past few years, the spinning and weaving cloth had to supplement the household use!"

Qi Yaoyao pursed her lips tightly and looked at the calluses on her hands. It must have been very hard for many years.

I didn’t expect that she would have to spin flowers and weave cloth to come here, and she wanted to be a weaver girl!

Weaver Girl? It should be okay to wait for a spell! A hint of joy flashed in Qi Yaoyao's eyes, and then it dimmed again.

Don’t think about it if you don’t have anger, you can’t even use low-level housekeeping spells.

Don't think about Weaver Girl.

Chen looked at her lightly and said, "It's very simple to learn it." He stood up and said, "Come in with me and take a look at the loom." He opened the curtain and walked in.

Qi Yaoyao looked at the large and heavy loom that occupied half of the room, "Jiji Fujiji, Mulan weaving..."

There are large red and white plaids placed on the loom.

Chen was stunned when he heard this and said with a gentle expression, "That's right, and Meng's mother cut off her machine and taught her children, so it should be this."

"This loom looks less new than a spinning cart." Qi Yaoyao said, looking at the loom in front of her, the traces of use were too obvious.

"This is not easy to make, so it is detachable. This is the guy who eats, and you can take it wherever you go." Chen said with a gentle look at her.

"This weaving is very slow!" Qi Yaoyao walked around the loom.

"I don't think it's slow. I can weave seven or eight feet a day!" Chen said proudly, tilting his chin slightly.

Qi Yaoyao looked at the two-foot-wide cloth on it, and her brain hurts, which is slower than she thought, but she praised her mouth, "You are very capable."

"Of course, you will not be bad even if you learn and become proficient." Chen said to her with a kind expression.

"Yeah!" Qi Yaoyao nodded absent-mindedly.

But she was wailing in her heart, she should not be tied to the loom, she kept chirping!

This thing is okay to be greedy for freshness, but it’s boring over time.

Of course, she never discriminates against spinning wheels and looms. On the contrary, they were important means of production and living tools in ancient times. The clothes and shirts on them were woven by hand, one by one, one by one, and one by one, and were woven with a clang.

It is just placed in a museum for people to visit, experience, and experience.

If people really want to spin and weave day and night, few people will do it except for real love.

Qi Yaoyao sat on the stool and looked at the loom in front of her, "It seems not easy?"

"It's good to be cooked." Chen looked at her with a smile on his face and said, "This weaving starts with picking cotton thread. This cotton has to go through dozens of processes such as ginning, flowering, spinning, threading, slurrying, chaotic thread, falling thread, warp thread, brushing thread, making fusion, breaking, burying, slinging machine, tying cloth, weaving, and machine."

"The spinning thread is so thin!" Qi Yaoyao gently fiddled with the spinning thread.

"Spinning, slurry, tarot, warp thread, and weaving a two-foot-wide cloth surface, it takes 580 yarn warp to be placed. In order, one by one, one by one, tightening through the combing machine, the process is quite laborious." Chen pointed to the thin thread on the loom, and said with ease, "Don't listen to me as difficult, it's easy to do." He walked to her and said, "Get up, I'll demonstrate it to you."

Qi Yaoyao stood up and moved aside. Chen sat down, clang and turned on the loom, and the shuttle in his hand flew around the loom skillfully.

"It will be very slow to start first. It doesn't matter if it's slower, but it needs to be flat. The speed is a little bit, and you'll be lifted up a little bit. Don't just think about running without learning to leave." Chen deliberately slowed down so that she could see clearly, "Did you see clearly?"

"Uh..." Qi Yaoyao's big eyes looked straight at her, "That..." Her fair cheeks flushed and said embarrassedly, "I didn't see clearly."

Chen looked at her white little face with black eyes, facing her sincere eyes, humble attitude, and could not say anything blamed.

"It doesn't matter, I'll be slower. For you who have never been in contact with me, you won't learn it in one or two days. Take your time." Chen said in a gentle tone.

"Yeah!" Qi Yaoyao looked at Chen with curved eyes and nodded.

Just learn it! Apart from temporary novelty, you can’t help but have more skills.
Chapter completed!