It was already a month after we finally arrived home. The wild hemp that Xiaobao "stolenly" picked dried up on the road and could not be planted. Xiaobao felt very distressed.

In order to express comfort, Chu Qing and Xiaobao pulled off the skin from the wild hemp stalks. The mother and mother rubbed the hemp with their own hands, and then used an iron comb to comb the fibers into order.

Then he made a wooden spindle and spun the hemp fibers into twine. "Look, spinning thread is not difficult, right?" Chu Qing said.

This is an ancient version of parent-child craftsmanship.

Xiaobao was very excited: "Mom, this is how the old lady in Soter spins wool."

"Yes! You are very observant. But we can do this faster!"

"Can it?"

"certainly!"

Two days later, under the guidance of Chu Qing, Huang Daopo's three-spindle pedal spinning wheel was copied. After testing this thing several times, Chu Qing mastered the technique and could spin three yarns at a time, and it was very even. It was really

The high technology of this era.

Thank you Huang Daopo and pay tribute to you! You not only developed the textile industry of that world, but also developed the textile industry of this world!

In addition to this kind of spinning wheel, we also need to make a batch of hand-operated spinning wheels. In this era, all hand-operated spinning wheels are used. The principles of spinning cotton and spinning linen are the same, so it is not difficult for those who can spin hemp thread to change to spinning cotton thread. Once you get used to the fiber

Strength is enough.

For people like Chu Qing who have good physical coordination, using a three-spindle pedal spinning wheel is definitely the most efficient, but people who are only accustomed to hand-operated spinning wheels can still engage in spinning.

What Chu Qing is most gratified about is the boys in his family. They really know what work to do without being asked, and they start washing the first load of wool as soon as it is brought back.

Lao Yu and Lao Zhao's caravan came back earlier than Chu Qing, but since they returned to Xinlunzhou, they have been helping several warehouses in Bao Qingsheng replenish goods.

In addition to a large amount of gems in exchange for them from Voss, they also brought back another thing - grass and grass seeds. This was an idea that came to Lao Yu and Lao Zhao as veterans for many years.

Voss horses cannot be raised well in Daxuan. In addition to climate problems, there are also forage problems. If pasture can be grown, then after several generations of horse breeding on our horse farm, we should be able to produce well-bred horses suitable for Daxuan.

So after they returned to Xinlun Prefecture, they went to the 108 Village in Chuqing to find a place to grow pasture. There were so many mountains, there was always a suitable place for planting.

Zhang Mingyu didn't lose weight when he came back this time, he was even a little fatter, just black.

He exchanged the maps drawn by both sides with Chu Qing. They all used the same scale, so that several maps could be pieced together to create a roughly complete picture.

The two talked about what they had seen and heard during the two months of traveling separately. One thing Zhang Mingyu said caught Chu Qing's attention.

"Over in the main city of Voss, the herbal medicines from our caravan are very popular, especially those that replenish qi and blood and aid in pregnancy. The salvia miltiorrhiza, rehmannia glutinosa, angelica root, polygonum multiflorum and other things we brought are all sold out."

"Why is this?" Chu Qing asked.

"They are so eager to have a son! The price of their local jujubes, which are the cheapest, has doubled."

"They have more daughters and want a son?"

"No, many of their families cannot have children."

"Where is this like this?"

"All the territories directly under King Vos are like this."

"This is something strange."

"Also, the caravan's soybean oil could not be sold in the King of Voss City. Later, when we walked back, we passed Tu Huerte and Virat and sold it bit by bit." Zhang Mingyu said.

"Why? They're not used to eating vegetarian oil?"

"No, they also grow cotton there, and they eat cottonseed oil."

"What? Have you tasted it?" Chu Qing was a little surprised.

"I tried it, but it doesn't taste good. It's black and spicy, and the dish is a bit bitter. It tastes astringent and numb in the mouth."

"Have you been eating dishes made with this kind of oil in the past two months?" Chu Qing looked at Zhang Mingyu's fatter face. Compared with the previous time when he followed the Jiangnan Meng family caravan to Voss, he was so thin that he was now looking better.

It's almost the same as before. You don't eat cottonseed oil, right?

"No! After eating it once, I don't want to eat it again. It's all food from our caravan."

"What about the others? Have they eaten?"

"No, I went to eat at a local restaurant because I was looking for information."

Emma, ​​Chu Qing patted her heart: "Don't eat blindly in the future! Be careful that you won't be able to have a baby even if you marry a wife in the future!"

"What? What do you mean?"

"I estimate that the lack of children in Voss King City has something to do with their cottonseed oil. If cottonseed oil is taken for a long time, men will not produce sperm and women will not be able to conceive."

Chu Qing's blunt words made Zhang Mingyu blush, but he was also frightened: "How did you know? Is this statement true?"

"How do I know...I know it by reading a book!" Chu Qing's face was expressionless. The best expression to hide his heart was expressionless, "There are beautiful faces in books, so read more, young man!"

Zhang Mingyu: "..."

"Were they always begging for children in King Voss City, or is this the case this time?" Chu Qing wanted to confirm.

"It has always been like this, so Virat is the richest side, and their side is suitable for planting, so they have planted a lot of jujube trees. They make a lot of money just selling jujubes to the main city every year, but they are not very good at growing food.

, they don’t need to be nomadic, they are no different from our farmers in Daxuan.”

That is, jujube trees are easy to care for and they grow well without too much care.

Chu Qing couldn't help but think of Tu Huerte. They had more cotton fields there, so why didn't they have fertility problems? After thinking about it, he understood.

People who apply Hult don't eat much oil. Their oil comes from prey. They usually eat fish and grilled naan, so they don't eat the unpleasant cottonseed oil at all.

The territory directly under King Voss relied on gem processing and cotton fabric processing as its main source of income, so cottonseed oil became their main cooking oil.

If some evil-minded person tells the country of Voss that your cottonseed oil is delicious and nutritious, it is estimated that if cottonseed oil is popularized among the people, the country will be destroyed without a war.

"Hey, let's just encourage them all to eat cottonseed oil!" Zhang Mingyu said.

It turns out that the person in front of me is evil!

"You are naive, Mingyu. If you were King Voss, and I told you that your cottonseed oil is good and you will make a fortune and have great luck after eating it, what would you do?" Chu Qing asked.

"How? No, let's eat!"

"You don't want to make money by selling it to me?"

"Yes, if you think it is a good thing, I will definitely make money from you."

"Where will Voss sell it?"

"...Da Xuan!"

"Then what?"

"...Then let's not eat or buy anything."

"You make a good deal with someone, but if you still don't eat, are they stupid? Can't the news get out?"

"That's right. Wouldn't that be a waste of such a good opportunity?"

"Do you know what 'karma' is? You are committing evil, young man!"

"..."

The same conversation took place in the imperial study ten days later.

"Do you know what 'karma' is? What a sin, Hu Aiqing!" The emperor took the report from the Secret Investigation Department without reading it, but looked at Hu Hengqiu with a "heartbroken" expression.

Hu Hengqiu held the map drawn and synthesized by Chu Qing and others in his hand, smashing it and saying, "I don't believe you didn't have this idea in your mind just now!"

emperor:"……"

The emperor returned to his expressionless face and focused on the report in his hand: "It seems that he didn't make much money!"

"No! I didn't get a few more horses!" Hu Hengqiu snorted. But what he was saying in his heart was: I don't get the money, and you don't get the horses either. It's even!

The emperor was actually quite depressed. Chu Qing bartered her own goods with others and returned them in large and small packages. No one except herself benefited from it.

There were still some. The veterans under Chu Qing still brought back more than 30 horses, but the 160 horses were far behind! She was originally expected to get 1,600 horses!

"Didn't Chu Qing's letter last time mention wool and cotton? How is it?" the emperor asked.

"I don't know what she wants wool and cotton for, and she didn't report it to me."

"Well." The emperor was speechless. He couldn't ask in person, so he just said "well" and let Hu Hengqiu experience it! If you have time, you can experience it more, and don't keep irritating me all the time!
Chapter completed!