The fitting room was inside the chattering room. The two of them were quite curious about the spinning machine, so they immediately changed their clothes and waited to be inspected.
They walked out of the room talking and laughing, showing off their smiles.
"Sir, do you think we are beautiful?" Natasha asked softly.
To be honest, no girl will dress like this in the future. In Yang Mingzhi’s memory, these fluffy handmade woolen textiles have gradually disappeared in the 21st century because of the unprecedented development of the textile industry.
The clothes they wore looked like rural girls that I remembered from my childhood. They were completely different from their slender figures, and they were as furry as sheep.
He couldn't say a word to complain, so Yang Mingzhi reluctantly said "nice".
Yang Tao's insight was sharp, and she frowned on the spot: "Brother, you are perfunctory with us! Didn't you find that my clothes are obviously too big?"
Yang Mingzhi shrugged, considering that the tall carambola was indeed short among the piles of hair, and besides, these clothes were obviously for men.
Shabanov took advantage of the situation and used Natasha, who was tall enough, as a model, and introduced: "These clothes are woven by the women in the village themselves, and each person is responsible for one piece. These two pieces are woven by the most skilled people, and they can be woven in as fast as three days."
You can complete one.”
This speed was so amazing that Yang Mingzhi quickly asked: "Do you still have textile machines in your textile workshop?"
"No! We only have spinning machines."
Yang Mingzhi was even more curious about this explanation. It took three days to knit a sweater suitable for a person who is 1.7 meters tall. This speed is almost as fast as that of a machine. [] Shabanov swore that the finished product came from the village.
A vote of middle-aged women.
Novgomel has a large group of women, numbering nearly 20,000. Almost all of their husbands have received conscription orders. Most of these ordinary soldiers who recently joined the Soviet Red Army were killed or captured in the initial war. The war
It spread quickly and their homes were in ruins. These women had no choice but to leave their homes and search for a safe place, and swamps became the best choice.
Most of these women were peasant women. In addition to being able to farm the land, they were also good at housework. The majority of farmers in this era were still poor, because trade was once restricted by the Soviet Communist Party, and they even had to make all kinds of daily necessities themselves.
When currency transactions were allowed again, many daily necessities had high prices. In addition, Maozi's light industry had never developed, and the number of clothes sold in the city had always been astronomical. As a result, most peasant women could make their own clothes, and many women were simply born with it.
tailor.
It is based on this national situation that Shabanov has reason to prove the productivity of women in the village.
He finally said: "If you don't believe it, sir, you can go and take a look in the workshop. The women have been organized into groups. We let them compete, and the first-place group will get more work points."
As he said, with this kind of competition mechanism, who would be lazy? In addition, various handicraft workshops are now carrying out production movements, and the long-term ideological work sent by Yelentina will definitely resonate with the majority of villagers - because
The common people and soldiers have become an unbreakable alliance under these war conditions.
He still called the two girls to him. Instead of going into the house to visit, he would first check the quality of the clothes with his own hands.
Yang Mingzhi is actually very resistant to these handmade sweaters. In many cases, the wool is not particularly soft. If it is a stand-up collar style, the delicate skin of his neck has to face the balls of wool, which is very uncomfortable. Fortunately, the two girls are wearing them.
It's not an "anti-human" style, otherwise they would probably have complained endlessly.
Like a connoisseur, Yang Mingzhi deliberately walked up to Natasha. After all, she was dressed just right. He pinched the sleeves, patted the fur on the back, and tugged to confirm the elasticity. Hehe! You think it’s funny or not, she’s wearing a sweater.
, covered with hair.
Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but feel happy, which was directly interpreted by Natasha as happiness. This situation of taking the opportunity to eat tofu directly resonated with the girl. She deliberately raised her chest, and her proud peak made all the men who saw him fall into a faint
Intoxicated.
"Okay, pretty girl, I already know, this dress must be very comfortable to wear." Yang Mingzhi frowned and slapped her hard on the butt.
The girl was so happy that her waist sank.
Looking at Star Tao again, she just kept giggling. This dress was too loose. If it were longer, it would be enough for her to use as a bedding. "When the war is over, there will definitely be a pile of woolen blankets in the new home!" Look at my wife
With this look, a simple and happy thought floated in my heart.
Thinking about it again, I'm afraid Natasha will try her best to stick to her. Today, she and I can be very close, and Yelentina doesn't object. I'm afraid it won't be like this in the future.
Who knows what the future will look like!
Yang Mingzhi was too lazy to worry about it, so they just continued to wear this sweater. The temperature was still a bit cold anyway.
The miserable sheep continue to be forcibly shaved. Without the protection of their hair, these unlucky guys seem to be shivering in the breeze.
Sheared wool requires various treatments. Removing debris and washing is the first step. Wool is being boiled in several large pots outdoors. This is the second step, just to boil out the suet. The third step
It is carding to make the wool become absolutely fluffy. The fourth step is spinning, which is the most critical work performed in the longhouse.
Look at the miserable howling sheep, they are so miserable, I am afraid that the black soil village not far away is also the wailing of livestock.
Seeing that the commander was interested, Shabanov quietly asked: "Comrade Deputy Division Commander took a look at the sheep and saw if he wanted to eat more. If you are willing, we can slaughter one to make a roasted sheep."
"No need!" Yang Mingzhi quickly raised his hand: "I don't want to be privileged. These livestock are currently strategic materials. Their coats have become our clothing to keep out the cold, but they themselves are shivering. You'd better protect these sheep.
We will still need their wool for next shearing season."
Shabanov nodded: "Sir, you are right. If you are free enough, we should go into the house and have a look. You will definitely like spinning wool into wool."
"Yes, it's time to go in. You will lead the way!"
Several people walked into this large long house, whose origin Yang Mingzhi fully knew.
The forests in southern Belarus are extremely dense and produce tall trees, the largest of which is the red pine. It tends to grow very strong and has dense and hard wood, which is very good as a building. Also because of the material, this wool spinning workshop has a light atmosphere
The smell of rosin is accompanied by a faint smell of mutton.
The house was built together when the site was re-selected to expand the scale of the Blacksmith Village. It is also located among the woods. A lot of flat land has been reclaimed nearby, and there are still woods outside the open space.
The road is in the forest, connecting various houses. Most of the production and living areas of the Blacksmith Village are protected by the shade of trees.
There are probably more than a hundred female workers working in this longhouse. Their images are very similar. Most of them are obviously fat, and their chubby faces have long lost their girlish grace. Each of them wears a headscarf.
Some people also made simple masks.
Seeing these women, Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but think of Natasha.
She is right next to him. As a Belarusian, it is not easy to maintain a good figure. Once she indulges in food, these aunts will be her template in the future!