Shen Shuang nodded, "This is not difficult. Thin thread is difficult to spin, but thick thread is much easier than thin thread." After Shen Shuang finished speaking, he started spinning the thread and started to get busy. , Shen Bing would not do this kind of thing, so she just stood aside and watched, saving a while. She was clumsy and made Shen Shuang angry. Shen Shuang would curse when he was angry, but she didn't want to scold someone. Woolen cloth.
She lay on the spinning wheel and looked at Shen Shuang starting to spin the threads, her eyes getting brighter and brighter.
"Shuangshuang, you are so amazing." She hugged those threads and couldn't put them down. They were exactly the same as modern wool threads. Except for the single color, there was no difference at all. She was not in a hurry about the color now. Anyway, if you can dye cloth, you can dye wool, and the color is not ugly.
Shen Shuang raised his eyes and said, "You are too stupid."
Shen Bingning smiled awkwardly. She curled her hair and said, "I can't learn." She is impatient. She really doesn't know how to spin or play the piano. She can only play the piano. The strings were broken and the spinning wheel was dismantled, and if she really knew how to do it, that would be trouble.
"I didn't think you would," Shen Shuang continued to spin the thread, speaking in a moderate tone, "As long as you don't help me, that's fine."
Shen Bingning stepped back and said, "Okay," she stood aside obediently.
As a result, her legs were a little tired from standing, so she simply squatted on one side. As a result, her head moved little by little as she squatted.
When Rong Xiaoyu came in, he saw Shen Bingning sleeping on the side, and the posture was not very good. He shook his head, he could sleep no matter what, he lifted the hem of his clothes, squatted down, and patted her gently Looking at Shen Bingning's face.
"Bing Ning, wake up."
Shen Bingning slapped Rong Xiaoyu's hand, "Who is this? It's so noisy..."
Rong Xiaoyu patted her again, "Bingning, wake up, you will catch a cold if you sleep like this." Shen Bingning was finally woken up by the patting. She opened her eyes and squinted to see who was standing in front of her. Rong Xiaoyu looked at the wool that Shen Shuangfang had produced again. Her eyes lit up. Now she was no longer sleepy. She ran over directly, picked up the wool and started looking at it. Wow, it was better than before. It's even better, and the thickness is the same. Shen Shuang's hands are really amazing.
"What is this?" Rong Xiaoyu also came over, and was a little surprised when he saw the thread produced by Shen Shuangfang, "Bing Ning, do you want to use such a thick thread for clothes?"
"No," Shen Bing picked up the thread and rubbed it on his face, "This is for knitting sweaters."
"Knitting a sweater, what is that?" Rong Xiaoyu didn't understand, "What is that?" He had never heard of a sweater.
"You'll know when I finish weaving," Shen Bingning simply sat on the ground and wound up the thread. This thread was indeed what Shen Shuang said. It was much simpler than thin threads, so Shen Shuangfang's It was very fast, and a lot of it was already spun in a short time.
Shen Bingning was tying up a ball of thread, one after another. Anyway, there were already a bunch more behind her, so she was sitting on the ball of thread.
By night, Shen Shuang had spun a lot of yarn, and of course Shen Bingning had also wrapped a lot of yarn.
The number of thread balls is also very considerable. If we count them all, if we are conservative, we can knit two pieces.
After eating, Shen Bingning asked Rong Xiaoyu to help her make four bamboo sticks of the same thickness under a light that was not too bright. The bamboos were all polished very smooth.
She picked up the ball of thread, then quickly wrapped her fingers around the bamboo stick and knitted it.
Mo Bai's eyes widened when he saw this, and even Shen Shuang frowned. She really couldn't tell what Shen Bingning was doing, and she could tie the thread with four bamboo sticks. It's strange that the needle angle is still the same.
She couldn't help but pulled up a chair, sat down and watched, and saw that Shen Bingning's fingers were getting faster and faster. At first, she could still see her movements clearly, but slowly, she discovered that It seemed a little difficult. She could only see the four bamboo sticks in Shen Bingning's hands like a spinning machine, constantly weaving forward and backward.
In fact, Shen Bingning was not used to it at first, because she had not touched a bamboo stick for several years. From modern times to ancient times, she could not be considered young. Anyway, it was four or five years ago. At the beginning, Her hands were a little raw, but as she knitted, she had found the feeling, so she knitted faster and faster.
She thought her skill at knitting sweaters was quite good. Although she was not as good as a professional, the sweaters she knitted were of the right elasticity and meticulous in pattern and color. The more she knitted, the more excited and happy she became. As I knitted, I lost track of time.
Even Shen Shuang was the same. Shen Shuang lowered his head and stared intently until a hand came up and took away the sweater and bamboo sticks in Shen Bingning's hand.
No matter what time it was, Boss Shen. Rong Xiaoyu shook his head. It was already almost the time to turn on the lanterns. We haven’t eaten the meal yet. Be careful. After a while, you will finish your work and your stomach will scream again.
Shen Juning looked at the sky outside, wow, it was really dark. It happened that her stomach growled, and she realized that she was a little hungry.
"I'm hungry," she pursed her lips. She was really hungry.
"Let's go," Rong Xiaoyu stretched out his hand to tidy up her hair, and then looked at Shen Shuang, "the food is outside, everyone is waiting for you."
Shen Shuang stood up and saluted Rong Xiaoyu. His face was slightly red. She was actually in a trance and delayed everyone for so long. It was really inappropriate. She walked out quickly, and Shen Bing Still blushing and out of breath, Ning asked Rong Xiaoyu what he was eating today, and said he wanted to eat roasted sweet potatoes, but Rong Xiaoyu scolded him again.
"Those are seeds. How many times have I told you, don't always think about eating them. How many have you eaten secretly?" Rong Xiaoyu stopped and narrowed his black eyes slightly, which was a bit scary.
Shen Bingning pointed at her finger, "I just took one, there is really only one." She blinked her eyes, insisting that she only took one, but she probably couldn't count how many she took. Cleared.
Rong Xiaoyu shook his head and took her hand. Okay, you just took it once. Now go out to eat. After the meal, we can talk about other things.
"Okay," Shen Bingning smiled like a cat that had just stolen something, and secretly made a Y sign. She thought no one saw her little move, but she didn't notice it. Rong Xiaoyu gently The corners of his lips were raised, and there was a gentle smile that reached the bottom of his eyes.