This aspect is that Han Cheng has basically never done these things before.
On the other hand, it's because there are really too many pieces of wool, and it's so complicated that it makes people feel uncomfortable just looking at them.
After polishing and cleaning, it is difficult to make these messy things smooth.
After doing this for a while, Han Cheng felt the urge to light a fire and burn all the annoying wool.
Fortunately, Bai Xuemei is an extremely patient person.
She often does weaving and other tasks, and has long been accustomed to similar things. She got a comb and slowly smoothed the messy wool, and placed it on the wooden board.
Han Cheng looked at the wool sorted by Bai Xuemei and couldn't help but sniff.
As expected, it is still important to have specialization in the arts, and I am really not suitable for doing these things.
In order to prevent the finally processed wool from being disturbed or blown away by the wind after drying, Han Chenggong found slender sticks with smooth surfaces, spaced in the middle, and pressed them one by one on top of the wool.
To prevent the sticks from rolling, he tied the heads of the sticks with ropes.
He was very skilled at tying up these things.
Under sunlight, the treated wool dries quickly.
Under Bai Xuemei's watchful eye, Han Cheng took a spinning top and began to clumsily make yarn out of soft wool.
It is not easy to make wool from these wools. On the one hand, the wool is relatively short and far less long than the wool of sheep seen in later generations. It is not easy to twist the thread. On the other hand, it is because of Han Cheng's own technology.
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After a lot of effort, I finally got a piece of wool that was about the same thickness as the common wool in my memory.
"Brother Cheng, this, this thread is too thick, and the cloth is not good for making clothes..."
Bai Xuemei, who had been squatting aside and watching for a while, hesitated and spoke after seeing the yarn that Han Cheng had made out of wool.
Within the entire tribe, she is the best at weaving, so she has a strong say in this matter.
Han Cheng smiled and handed the spinning top to Bai Xuemei.
"When you do it, just make it as thick as I made it."
It was really difficult for him to do the delicate work of turning wool into wool for a long time.
"It's not about weaving cloth. When the time comes, you can use this kind of thread to make clothes directly."
After he handed the spinning top to Bai Xuemei, he explained to her with a smile.
Bai Xue looked at the spinning top in her hand and some wool made by Han Cheng, and was a little confused for a moment.
No need to weave it into cloth? Use such threads to make clothes directly?
This, how is this possible?
How to make clothes without turning them into cloth?
Wouldn't that mean that the whole body has to be entangled with threads?
Is this really warm?
According to her understanding and knowledge, she really couldn't figure out the joints here.
However, she didn't say anything else because it was Brother Cheng who said this.
For a long time, Brother Cheng has basically never deceived himself. If he said he could make clothes, he could definitely make clothes, but he just didn't think of a way.
In order to see the magical technique and the clothes made from the wool thread earlier, Bai Xuemei quietly speeded up the knitting speed.
How to use the thread spinning top and yarn, which were awkward in Han Cheng's hands, became particularly obedient and easy to use in Bai Xuemei's hands.
Under Bai Xuemei's operation, the spinning top kept spinning.
As it rotates, more and more wool is 'followed' into the wool, and is connected with the rest of the wool to form a long wool.
After Han Cheng stood here and watched for a while, he gave Bai Xuemei a thumbs up.
Then turn around and leave from here.
Of course it's not because after the comparison, I suffered a critical blow from my wife and couldn't stay here any longer.
The two of them have lived together for so long, and Bai Xuemei has seen all kinds of embarrassments. Han Cheng may still feel a little unnatural or ashamed when he is around other people.
Around Bai Xuemei, such a thing does not exist at all.
He left at this time to go to the bamboo forest to cut down some bamboo and make some bamboo needles to prepare for the next sweater.
When I came to the edge of the bamboo forest, I saw some small bamboo shoots emerging from some places.
Only then did Han Cheng remember that the bamboo shoots were about to sprout at this time.
In order to avoid trampling the bamboo shoots, Han Cheng went back with the ax and went to the carpenter's room to find a piece of old bamboo that had been cut down before, and used these old bamboos to make sweater needles.
The sweater needles made by Han Cheng are very thin, similar to the bamboo skewers used to thread the gluten sold in later generations.
Knitting sweaters is different from knitting scarves. The wool used to knit scarves is generally thicker, and the corresponding sweater needles are also thicker.
The wool for knitting sweaters is relatively thin, so naturally you need to use fine needles.
Of course, sweaters can also be knitted with thick needles, but the gaps between the wool threads will become larger, and the thermal insulation effect will not be as good as 10% or 20%.
Han Cheng made these sweater needles very carefully. The two ends were not made so sharp, mainly because he was worried that they would poke his hands, and the tops were shaved as smooth as possible.
Otherwise, the yarn will get caught while knitting the sweater...
After Han Cheng made these sweater needles, Bai Xuemei also used a thread top to get a lot of wool.
"Next, let me show you how I use such a thread to make clothes!"
Han Cheng, who was holding a sweater needle, said confidently, which attracted Bai Xuemei's face of admiration. She almost jumped up and clapped her hands, with stars in her eyes.
Han Cheng, who said he was so powerful, was actually far from stable in his heart.
He is indeed familiar with sweaters, scarves, woolen gloves and other such things, but most of them are made by watching others make them, and there are not many opportunities to practice them himself.
If it hadn't been for this experience in junior high school, Han Cheng, as a boy, would definitely not have learned such a skill.
When they are in junior high school, most of them are at the age when they are first in love.
When Han Cheng was in junior high school, knitting scarves and other things became a trend after the weather got cold.
Of course, it is basically girls who knit them, a few of them use them for themselves, and most of them give them to the boys they like.
It is also a common and routine operation for a boy to buy wool and let the girl he likes knit a scarf.
At that age, except for a very few people, most people will have some favorite objects.
Han Cheng is naturally no exception.
It is impossible to say that I am not envious when I look at my friends around me, who are wearing scarves knitted by their beloved girl, with intoxicated expressions on their faces, and their whole being wrapped in happiness.
Then Han Chenggong couldn't hold back his teenage heart, so he used the money he had saved for a long time to buy wool and sent it to the girl he loved...
Then……
Needless to say the process involved, the final result was that the wool returned to Han Cheng's hands.
Then this young man at that time was very stubborn and knitted these wool into sweaters...
The sweater was knitted, and Han Cheng gave up...
Han Cheng smiled and shook his head. This was all due to his youth and ignorance.
Now that I think about it, it was not a loss at all for me to be rejected. Why did most people at that time ask the person of their dreams to wear a scarf, but I had to stay idle and buy so much wool for others to knit sweaters?
It’s also famously said that when you wear it, your whole body will be wrapped in deep love. You will be warm wherever you go, and you no longer have to worry about being cold...
Shaking his head to get rid of the unbearable memories and shaking the youthful past out of his mind, Han Cheng took the wool from Bai Xuemei's hand, moved his fingers a few times, and then 'twirled' the wool on the sweater needle.
This is the first shot.
Then, holding a sweater needle in one hand, first wind the thread around one needle, and then pick it up with another needle. There will be another piece of wool on the sweater needle. This is the second stitch.
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He hadn't done this for many years, and Han Cheng seemed a bit unfamiliar with it.
However, this unfamiliarity disappeared after about twenty injections.
The familiar feeling honed after transforming into a stubborn boy returned once again.
Bai Xuemei's eyes widened.
This was not only because she discovered that Brother Cheng really had a way to make clothes out of this piece of wool, but more importantly, she discovered that Brother Cheng, who was not good at needlework or other things, when faced with wool,
My fingers are actually so flexible...
Knitting a sweater is different from knitting a scarf. A scarf is a flat surface and can be easily knitted with two sweater needles. A sweater is a cylinder and requires four needles.
Three needles form a tube, and the other needle moves back and forth.
There are generally two methods: top-down and bottom-up.
If you tie it from the neckline down, the sweater will look better than if you tie it from the bottom up.
However, the method is also more complicated.
Han Cheng, a stubborn young man, was not stubborn enough at the beginning. He only learned to fight from the bottom up, but did not learn the more complicated top-down fight.
But at this time, it is enough.
I remember that when my yarn was returned, a small note was stuffed inside, saying that it was done for Han Cheng's good.
Han Cheng never understood how this move was for his own good. For his own good, he had to hurt his heart?
Now, Han Cheng finally understood that this was indeed for his own good.
If he hadn't had that experience, even if he had gotten the wool out and knew that sweaters were a magical tool to keep out the cold, he would have just stared blankly.
This is because I knew in advance that I would travel through time!
And he still traveled to such a primitive era...
Under the admiring gaze of Bai Xuemei, Han Cheng, who transformed into the son of the God of Skillful Hands, kept moving his hands. Gradually, he had punched out the bottom of the sweater. There were only five layers, but they were still connected.
A circle.
Looking at Bai Xuemei who looked at him with admiration and joy, Han Cheng was filled with joy.
As time goes by, the stubborn young man at the beginning has come to primitive society, becoming a husband and a father.
I picked up the sweater and knitted it again, and my mood became different.
At first it was because of my stubbornness that my heart grew colder as I knitted the sweater. By the time I knitted the sweater, the bud of love that had sprouted for the first time had completely withered away.
Now it was completely different. Looking at the silly wife in front of him and the fat baby running around in the distance, Han Cheng felt happier and happier.
"Brother Cheng, let me try."
Bai Xuemei finally couldn't bear it any longer and spoke from the side, full of expectation and eagerness to try.
"If this doesn't work, I'm going to knit you a sweater."
Han Cheng said to Bai Xuemei with a smile, and put aside the sweater, sweater needles and other things he had started.
"This thing won't easily destroy the previous one. Use this and I'll help you start over."
Han Cheng said this, took out a few knitting needles, and then began to teach Bai Xuemei step by step.
When Bai Xuemei came into contact with this for the first time, she was very curious about how to use some bamboo sticks to weave a piece of thread into one piece. She had a strong interest in it and studied it very seriously.
Seeing the happy look of the child bride, Han Cheng also smiled heartily...
Bai Xuemei once again used her actual actions to explain to Han Cheng what talent is.
At first, Han Cheng, who was still a stubborn young man, learned this skill, but it took a lot of effort.
As for Bai Xuemei, who was exposed to these things for the first time, under Han Cheng's guidance, she already mastered them in half a day without any use...
Before I knew it, it was getting dark.
Inside the room, oil lamps were lit, and the orange lights made the whole room extremely warm.
Nowadays, what tribes use to light lamps is no longer refined animal fat oil, but rapeseed oil squeezed out by primitive oil presses.
Fatty oil is so delicious that it always makes people feel distressed when it is lit.
Rapeseed can be obtained in large quantities through planting. After pressing the oil, it will not be so painful to light it again.
First, the quantity is relatively large, and secondly, it does not taste as delicious as animal fat oil.
Under the illumination of orange lights, Han Cheng and Bai Xuemei were sitting side by side on the kang.
He leaned against the wall behind him, his legs and feet covered by the quilt.
The two of them were knitting sweaters here with knitting needles and wool.
Han Cheng didn't have to work so hard, but he wanted to tie up this sweater with his own hands and let Bai Xuemei wear it before leaving the main tribe and going to Jinguan City.
But this time, if everything goes well, he won't stay in the main tribe for too long, so he needs to be tight on time.
As for Bai Xuemei, she just loves the matter itself.
Seeing that Han Cheng was not sleeping, he sat here and continued this novel thing.
In the room, another small kang was set up. Little Wandou and little Xing'er each slept on a small kang and fell asleep sweetly.
Han Cheng was tying up his sweater in his hands while looking at the children.
Seeing the two sleeping little guys, Han Cheng couldn't help but smile.
He remembered a scene from his childhood very clearly - at night after the weather was cold, his mother was sitting on the bedside, either making cotton shoes stitch by stitch, or knitting a sweater, while she was lying in the warm quilt,
Often I have fallen asleep while my mother is still busy.
As time goes by, I have grown up, become a parent, and have done what my mother did back then...
