Charles first briefly dealt with the golden grass, aligned the front ends of 20 golden grasses, used the golden grass as a rope, tied them into a small bundle, and tied four or five bundles in a row.
Then, take a small bundle of golden grass, place it in the middle of another bundle of golden grass, and then tie it tightly with cloth.
The above steps were repeated again, and two more bundles of golden grass were tied between the two bundles of golden grass.
A total of four bundles of golden straw were tied together, and Charles tied the head and middle ends of the four bundles of golden straw with cloth. In this way, a strong broom was formed.
In total, it took one-third of the burning time of the candle, eighty pieces of golden grass, and five strips of black cloth.
Charles handed the finished broom to William, "Baron, this is the broom you asked for."
William took the broom and swept it on the ground himself. After feeling its strength, he gave it to Charles and said, "It feels a little softer."
"Lord Baron, this is simple. As long as you increase the number of golden grass, the hardness of the broom's cleaning material will increase." Charles replied.
He made more golden grass, and then tied these golden grass tightly together to make a bloated broom.
William tried the "fat" broom and felt that it was almost strong enough, so he nodded, even though it was a bit ugly.
"Charles, make a new broom according to the standards of this broom."
"Okay, Lord Baron, how many brooms do you want?" Charles said nonchalantly.
William made an estimate, calculating it based on one broom per household, and then accounting for wear and tear, "Charles, let's make two hundred brooms first."
"Two hundred?" William's words frightened his followers again.
"Lord Baron, do you want to sell the brooms to those villagers?" Charles couldn't help but ask.
"Yes, my clever Charles!" William gave an appreciative look.
"But, Lord Baron, those villagers will not spend a copper coin to buy a useless broom! This is not a city of Sayre!" Old John said directly.
"They will buy it, old John, believe me!" William assured them.
"Well, I hope so!" What else could Old John say?
"Then, Lord Baron, I will start making brooms right now!" Charles didn't want to waste any time, rolled up his sleeves and got ready to get started!
"Wait, Charles!" William stopped Charles's vigorous behavior.
Charles looked at William puzzled.
"It's too slow for one person, Charles! Tell me, how long will it take you to make two hundred brooms by yourself?" William said.
"If I don't sleep tonight, I can probably finish it tonight. Well, it may take a little more time. Hmm, it won't be later than tomorrow at the latest." Charles frowned and muttered.
"It's still too slow, Charles! I need to be faster. I need to see two hundred brooms before tonight!" William shook his head.
A look of embarrassment appeared on Charles's face, he hesitated and said, "Lord Baron, I will do my best!"
"I don't want you to do your best, I have to do it!" William still shook his head.
Charles's face was full of bitterness. He thought for a while and said helplessly, "Baron, I can't do this alone!"
"Yes, Charles, you can't do it alone!" William nodded in agreement with him, "Then have you ever thought about using a group of people to solve something that one person can't do?"
"Lord Baron, what do you mean, let John and the others come together to help me make a broom?" As soon as Charles said this, Old John and the others didn't look very good-looking. Why did they turn into broom-makers as they spoke?
"They have more important things, Charles. I can't do what you asked for." William refused with a smile. He was joking. There are only so many people under William's hands. If they are all made to make brooms, what's the point?
, doesn’t William have to do it himself?
There was a look of disappointment on Charles' face.
"Okay, Charles!" William patted Charles on the shoulder and said, "Are there many people in the village who can make brooms?"
"My Lord Baron, what do you mean?"
"I will let Old John and the others recruit villagers in the village, and you will be responsible for training them. Wouldn't it be much faster this way? I will pay the villagers a salary of three Puer copper coins every day, and every twenty handfuls made
For the broom, you can get a copper coin. This is an additional reward." William said.
"Then I have no problem, Lord Baron!" Charles said.
"Charles, I still have something I want you to make." William said.
"Baron, you said, there is nothing that Charles cannot do." Charles was very proud now.
"Don't talk too much, I want you to make dustpans and baskets!" William said everything he wanted to make.
With a broom, how can we not have a garbage shovel and a trash can?
"Fishpan? Basket?" Charles was stunned for a moment. He understood the dustpan, but he had no idea what a dustpan was. "My lord, Baron, what is a dustpan?"
"Um..." A dustpan is a kind of container with handles on three sides and an open side that can carry sand, fertilizer, and feces from the country where William lived in his previous life.
But this world had not yet appeared, and William also used a transliteration method of pronunciation. He could not explain why, so he simply sat down, pulled the golden grass strips, and began to weave them for Charles to see.
The place where William lived in his previous life was a famous bamboo product town in the nearby ten miles and eight villages. The children there had to help their parents and elders weave various bamboo products since they were young, such as baskets, baskets, straw hats and the like.
Growing up in this environment, William learned a lot about weaving bamboo products.
In previous lives, when weaving these utensils, either wicker or bamboo strips were used.
William has none of these.
However, William discovered that the golden grass detected by the magic mirror had good toughness and could also be used to make dustpans.
When weaving a dustpan, start from the bottom, use branches to form the character "rice", and then twist the holes.
After twisting the big hole, it is necessary to circle the bottom, that is, bend the eight heads of the "rice" character to the left and right to form a 45° angle, forming 16 groups. Then use a strip to press one by one, and weave 3
Make ~5 circles to secure the grouped strips.
After the bottom of the circle, you need to weave the door. Prepare one side of the door, and choose any group of vertical "rice" characters as the center of the door.
Insert 4 more strips into the center group to become 6 strips, and insert 1 more strip into each of the other 15 groups to become 3 strips.
A group of 6 strips in the center of the door is divided into two groups, with 3 strips at the top and 3 strips at the bottom. They are bent to the left and right respectively. According to the principle of picking one and pressing one and pressing one and picking one, they are woven into the strips of other groups.
The two groups to the left and right of the center group are similarly organized into other groups of strips.
Then we start to form a gang, and after we have formed a gang, we have to step aside.
The third group from the left and the third group from the right on both sides of the center group of the door need to throw out the beam. The eighth group from the left and the eighth group from the right are also the eighth group from the right to throw out the beam. These three groups of throwing the beam will continue to insert strips on the side.
The roots of all continued strips should be inserted into the middle.
The last step is to twist the edge and wrap the beam.
After wrapping the beams, a dustpan is formed.
William was very good at knitting these things in his previous life. In this life, because he has broken through to the knight level, his physical fitness is higher and he can knit faster.
Before a candle was burned out, William had already made a dustpan and tried it. The quality was pretty good.
"Charles, do you see clearly? Can you make it up?" William asked the carpenter Charles.
Charles was stunned for a moment, frowned, thought for a while, and then said not quite sure, "Baron, I'm not sure, but I can try."
"Okay, try it!"
What you get on paper will eventually make you realize it is shallow, but you definitely know that you have to do this!
William also thought it would be better to give it a try.
As for golden grass, there is no shortage at all.
The whole small village of Nisei is only so old, and the news that Mark's family actually exchanged golden grass for three copper coins spread throughout the village.
The villagers in the village went crazy. The whole family went to battle and pulled golden grass everywhere.
Some villagers even got into a fight over pulling out weeds, and after the fight, they continued to pull out golden weeds.
From time to time, villagers would come outside the earthen house and bring golden grass to exchange for copper coins.
Old John and Little John were busy outside, and even blacksmith Eddie was called out to maintain order.
A steady stream of golden grass was brought into the house, and a steady stream of Puer copper coins was also obtained by the villagers of Nisai Village. Then the villagers, corrupted by money, desperately searched for the golden grass again, and then there were
More golden grass was transported to the front of the Tsuchiya, waiting for Old John to count...
Over and over again, the chain continues, forming a cycle!
In the room, William looked at the carpenter Charles, who was scratching his head and scratching his head against the semi-finished product in his hand. He sighed inwardly and felt that he had done it too hastily. He said, "Charles, I will make it up for you again. You can read my work while I do it."
Actions, make up along the way!"
"Okay, Lord Baron." Charles' face turned red, not from exhaustion, but from urgency.
The older people get, the more worried they are that they have no use value, because having use value means that they are still useful and can continue to survive.
And this is what Charles is worried about right now, so he is worried when he can't learn how to make a dustpan!
William knitted a dustpan again and showed it to Charles. This time, he slowed down his movements and guided Charles at any time.
After all, Charles was an old carpenter. With William's detailed guidance, although he was still stumbling, he finally made a dustpan with his own hands.
Although the quality is average, it is a great encouragement to Charles.
There was the first time, there was the second time, and there was the third time.
No need for William to say anything, Charles knitted the dustpan with great interest.
By the time the sun rose in the sky at noon, Charles had made a total of three dustpans and completely mastered this craft.
"Well done, Charles!" William praised without hesitation.
"All this is due to you, Lord Baron!" Charles said humbly.
At this time, Old John and the others also temporarily ended their purchase of golden grass. Everyone walked in with a large pile of golden grass in their hands and piled it in the corner.
The golden grass has taken over half of the house.
"Lord Baron, I have suspended the acquisition! So far, we have paid a total of 387 Poole copper coins. Do you think these golden grasses are enough?" Old John saw the dustpan made by Charles, and his face
A look of curiosity flashed across his face, and he asked William for instructions.
"It's not enough, Old John, I need more raw materials!" William said without thinking.
"But... okay, Lord Baron, I'll go and inform the villagers right away." After seeing Charles' handicrafts, Old John was no longer so insistent.
"There's no need to be in such a hurry, Old John! Food is the source of motivation. Let's enjoy a lunch first, and then we'll get to work." William still took good care of his subordinates.
"Lunch?"
Only then did William remember that except for the nobles, the common people in the Principality of Fadil did not have the concept of lunch.
They only eat two meals a day.
The first meal is eaten at about ten o'clock, and the second meal is eaten at about three or four o'clock in the afternoon.
And at twelve o'clock at noon, they don't eat.
William smiled and said to them, "Yes, lunch! Go get the bread, let's enjoy a simpler lunch first."
"This is too luxurious, Lord Baron, I think we don't need it!" Old John said, although his eyes had betrayed him.
And Little John's eyes were also full of longing.
Everyone has been busy all morning and everyone is hungry.
"This is an order from the Baron. Are you prepared to disobey my order?" William pretended to be angry.
"Of course not!" Old John said quickly.
"Then what are you waiting for! Go get the bread!" William turned from anger to joy.