Lin Wanwan took Hua Nong with her and a piece of cotton in her hand, and entered the courtyard of the Lin clan leader's house. As soon as she stepped in, she was warmly welcomed into the house by Mrs. Niu: "Wan Niang is here to see your uncle? You sit down first.
Later, I will bring you some dried shrimps, which will be dried just right and will be good for peeling as snacks."
After saying that, she shouted in the direction of the simple study room on the right: "Anlang, Wan Niang is here!"
After shouting, he hurriedly ordered his wife to make brown sugar water, while he walked to the main hall holding a bamboo basin filled with dried shrimps.
Lin Wanwan looked at Mrs. Niu with a smile and said, "Thank you, Auntie, these dried shrimps are really well dried! Then I'm not polite."
After saying that, Wu sat cross-legged on the futon and peeled the dried shrimps without warning. After a while, Qian, the patriarch's daughter-in-law, placed a bowl soaked in brown sugar next to the bamboo basin and smiled shyly at Lin Wanwan.
The clan leader also came over at this time.
As soon as Patriarch Lin came over, he glanced at Huanong and asked, "Wan Niang, what is Huanong doing with the cloth in his hand?"
Lin Wanwan took the cloth from Huanong's hand, put it on the mat, pulled it two meters away and said to Patriarch Lin: "Uncle, aunt, and sister-in-law, what do you think of this cloth compared to linen cloth and Gebu?"
Niu and Qian stepped forward, wiped their hands on their clothes, and rubbed the cotton cloth to check. After a while, Qian glanced at Niu, who nodded, and Qian said: "Wan Niang, the texture of this cloth is
It's soft and has fine texture. It's not comparable to linen cloth. I wonder what it's made of. It doesn't look like silk or paper to me."
Lin Wanwan said: "This is called cotton cloth, and it is made of Gaochang cotton. Uncle clan leader, when you helped me move the goods yesterday, you saw Gaochang cotton! It is woven from that."
Patriarch Lin suddenly said: "It turns out that the thing that looks like clouds is Gaochang cotton. Is it a good thing used by noble people?"
Although the Lin clan leader's family is in a remote place, and they never go to Xiaoxi Town, where the county seat is located, it is easy to distinguish good things from bad things, even if they have never seen them before, it will not affect their judgment.
Lin Wanwan nodded and said: "The cloth made of cotton is light and soft, warm, breathable and moisture-absorbent. The pure cotton cloth is suitable for babies to wear against their skin. It is a hot commodity in big towns and is very popular among nobles. It is an absolute luxury.
, the selling price is very impressive.
The most important thing is, Uncle Chief, the yield and weaving of cotton are more advantageous than growing mulberry and raising silkworms. Low-priced products such as kudzu and hemp are even more incomparable. If our tribe can grow cotton, it will only take a year.
, the day of having enough to eat and clothing to wear is just around the corner."
Chief Lin muttered: "But no one in the clan has seen this thing before, and no one knows how to weave it."
Lin Wanwan smiled: "Uncle Patriarch, this is not a problem. This time my senior brother brought me a lot of cotton seeds, as well as the actual spinning wheel specially used to weave cotton, and the drawings of the mixer to remove the seeds. We will plant cotton in the beginning of spring, and I will teach you.
,how?"
Chief Lin worriedly said: "I'm afraid the farmland in the clan is not enough."
Lin Wanwan had thought about this problem for a long time: "It is indeed too small. The fields in the clan are only enough to grow some vegetables and rice for our own consumption. What I mean is that it is better for the clan leader to combine the fields of Lujiazhuang and Dafengzhuang.
Let them stop growing hemp this year and plant cotton instead, and then we, Linjiazhuang, will pay them a high price to buy it."
Patriarch Lin touched the short beard on his chin and sighed: "The fields are the lifeblood of the farmers who live in the fields. It is very difficult to ask them to hand over the fields!"
Lin Wanwan said confidently: "It's not like handing it over, it's just asking them to plant cotton instead. Uncle Patriarch, just tell them that the purchase price of cotton will be three times, five times, or ten times that of hemp. I think they will agree."
, no one will have trouble with copper coins."
Patriarch Lin was silent in thought, while Mrs. Niu looked at the cotton with nostalgia and said hesitantly: "Wan Niang, is this thing easy to grow? Is the yield really more than that of hemp?"
Lin Wanwan affirmed: "Don't compare it with hemp. The value of hemp is too low. Cotton is rarer and more valuable than ordinary silk and satin! But it is much easier than raising silkworms and weaving silk, and the yield is much larger."
"Hiss!" Mrs. Niu and Mrs. Qian both took a breath when they heard this.
Patriarch Lin tapped the table with his fingers, stared at Lin Wanwan and said, "Wanwan, are you sure this cloth is more valuable than silk?"
Lin Wanwan said decisively: "I'm sure. My senior brother has traveled all over the world and has extraordinary vision. He will never make a mistake. I also selected two pieces of cotton cloth sent to me this time as tribute to the court.
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Patriarch Lin sighed and said, "I'm just afraid that your passion will be let down. The people here are all poor and stupid."
Lin Wanwan was very optimistic. After stuffing a dried shrimp into her mouth, she muttered: "It's okay, Uncle Patriarch, don't worry. At worst, you can still plant it in my field next year. Well, Xiao Chong might also be interested."
Once everyone sees the real gains, their minds will change."
Patriarch Lin said: "After the Chinese New Year, I will go for a run and try to persuade as many people as I can."
Lin Wanwan nodded: "Okay, then it's up to the clan leader. I'll come up with planting techniques and specific plans when I have free time. As long as these cottons can be grown, we won't have to worry about selling them. The blessings of our clan are yet to come!"
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Patriarch Lin looked at Lin Wanwan with great relief, thinking that it would be great if Wanniang were a man, and the next leader would be a good candidate. However, it doesn’t matter if she is a girl now, she will always be Hou Taolin anyway.
People of surname.
After saying this, Lin Wanwan still didn't leave. She sat in the main room and continued peeling and drying shrimps. When Qian and Niu saw this, they smiled and said they had something to do and left.
After a while, Lin Wanwan suddenly said: "Uncle Clan Chief, why was it like this last night? Why don't you leave someone alive to ask the people behind it?"
The elder of the Lin clan said calmly: "It's not necessary. We don't know about the demons and monsters behind us, and we don't need to know about them. Come and fight one by one, or a pair of them. Their lives are precious and they are not willing to come and fight us."
"It's just a thief. It seems his crime is not worthy of death."
"If they don't have a knife, they can just beat them and throw them out. But if they have a knife, they are provoking our bloody nature, Hou Taolin, and there is no reason to let them get out alive. Wan Niang, you can't be merciful to the enemy.
In the past, when you met pirates at sea, you would compete to see who was ruthless, and whoever was ruthless would survive. It is the same now."
"But what if the person behind it reports to the police?"
Chief Lin laughed "ha" and patted the table a few times: "In the past few years, we competed with people from the upper reaches for water. Nearly a thousand people from two villages fought with weapons, killing and maiming dozens of them. The government, let alone the yamen, were just delinquents."
No one has set foot in the village, it's just the two of us who are the village chiefs, we have to deal with it ourselves. Wan Niang, forget what happened last night, that's not what you should think about, uncle and I are here!"