Wu Chao: Take the whole family to escape the famine

Chapter 1047
Shen Yue smiled and nodded.

"Yes, it is used to knit woolen pants, socks and scarves. It is called woolen thread."

"This kind of thread has many different thicknesses and subdivisions, and wool can also be spun into it. The knitted clothes will be warmer."

"After the factory is completed, I will personally guide it and teach a group of masters.'

"Then another factory, the Bamboo Needle Factory, needs to be spun off to make "wool needles" from bamboo, so that wool can be woven into clothing. "

After saying this, a picture appeared in Shen Yuyu's mind. If these two factories were to be established, the aunts and ladies in the streets would probably be able to knit sweaters like butterflies threading flowers with a pair of knitting needles.

Haha, the ancients knitted sweaters~~, this picture is a bit inconsistent.

Zhao Handao said, "It is feasible. As long as you buy wool and wool needles, you can knit your own clothes. It is worth popularizing. But how can we teach them the knitting method?"
"I've thought about this too." Shen Yue smiled and answered, "At that time, I will hand-draw a 'Knitting Encyclopedia' and hand it over to the bookstore for printing and selling.

"Then it's settled." Shen Xingwang said, "I've sent people out to inspect the factory site in the past few days. The wool factory will be built near the cloth factory, and the bamboo needle factory will be built in a place with a lot of bamboo."

"Yes." Shen Yue nodded with satisfaction.

After talking about this, everyone reported on the business situation of the commercial bank during this period.

Ever since Tianxia Trading Company fell into the hands of the Night King and Night Princess, business has been booming, but Yongsheng Trading Company is almost on the verge of bankruptcy.

After talking about business matters, everyone went about their business. Shen Yuyu drank tea and looked at Yongsheng Trading Company, with countless unconfirmed questions in his mind.

Is Yongsheng Trading Company the property of Wei Yan? Is Murong Hong’s wife Yang a member of the Peach Blossom League? Is Murong Mansion the home of the Peach Blossom League?
If Yongsheng Trading Company and Taohua League are both Wei Yan's properties, do they know each other?
She has no clue, but she will definitely reveal the answers one by one.

At the foot of the mountain outside the west gate of the capital, there is a village surrounded by mountains, rivers and green trees. It is the property of the Zhenbei Houfu.

It's called Wushe Villa'.

After leaving the city, the carriage stopped at the entrance of Wushe Villa. Duan Houye, Duan Ao, got out of the car with the bird cage and went straight into the 'Wushe Villa'.

"Xiao Liuzi, hang up the birdcage." Duan Ao handed the birdcage in his hand to an old man and then entered the hall.

There was a thin woman sitting in the hall. She was dressed in white and wore a white curtain hat. Her age was unknown.

There was no reaction when Duan Ao came in. He stretched out his white-gloved hand, picked up the tea cup, put it under the curtain hat, and drank tea quietly.

"Is Madam okay?" Duan Ao came in and sat down directly opposite the woman, asking softly.

The woman said nothing and nodded slightly.

"The medicine I brought last time was effective. Can it relieve the itching and pain?'
"It works~" The woman spoke with difficulty, her voice as loud as a broken gong.

Hearing this sound like a broken gong, Duan Ao's eyes suddenly turned red.

"If it's useful, I'll bring you more next time."

"Thank you~ Mr. Duan."

"You haven't had lunch yet? I'll go to the dining room to cook it for you." Duan Ao got up and left the hall.

Outside the kitchen, an old woman was cooking medicine in a large iron pot, and Duan Ao gave an order.

"The medicinal soup must be thick. If it is too weak, it will be useless if you soak it."

The old grandma said hurriedly, "Don't worry, sir. Two buckets of water were boiled into one bucket, then scooped out and left to dry to the right temperature before being carried over to Madam."

"Well, please be more considerate. Madam's scars become itchy and painful in hot weather. It's a disaster."

"Yes, the old slave knows.'

After giving some instructions to the old lady, Duan Ao went into the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves and cooked himself, frying a few light and delicious dishes. Then he came to the hall with a food plate and put the food on the table.

He scooped out a bowl of lean meat porridge and placed it gently in front of the woman.

"Ma'am, please be patient, I'll go back to the city first."

"One~~Tao~~Yong." Every word the woman said was very difficult and she should try to be brief. "Okay." Duan Ao didn't refuse, sat down, and made himself a bowl of porridge.

But the woman opposite never took off her hat. She only lifted one corner of her hat, exposing her mouth and chin, and slowly ate.

Her exposed skin was pink, twisted, and covered with hyperplastic scars.

After the meal, neither of them spoke anymore.

After finishing his meal and drinking a cup of tea, Duan Ao stood up.

"It's getting late. I have to go back to the city. Madam, take care of yourself."

"Wait a minute.'

The woman stopped him, took out a box the size of a fist, and opened it. Inside was a lot of the thrush's favorite insects.

Duan Ao took it with a smile, thanked him, and then left the hall and left "Wushe Villa".

After Duan Ao left, the woman was the only one left in the hall.

At this moment she lifted the curtain, revealing a horribly deformed face.

This face seemed to have been mercilessly burned by fire.

The nose was burned off, the eyes were burned out, and the entire face, including the exposed neck, was covered with pink growths, as if they were surrounded by countless earthworms.

"A~Yun, come in."

As soon as her voice fell, a nun wearing plain cloth walked in.

"What are your orders, Master?"

This nun was in her forties, slightly hunched over, and the sunlight coming from the window hit her face, revealing an obvious black mole under her eyebrows.

Perhaps it was too difficult to speak, so the woman took the pen and paper from the stool beside her and started writing.

Her handwriting is clear, graceful and beautiful, as if through her handwriting one can see that she was also once graceful, beautiful and graceful.

After she finished writing, she showed it to Ayun, which read: "Has Wei Wenxuan's daughter been caught?"

Wei Wenxuan is the name of Prince Rui. Every time she mentions this name, the woman feels as if her whole body has been bitten by thousands of ants, and her whole body feels like she has fallen into hell.

"Caught it." Ayun replied calmly, but the moment he lowered his head, his eyes changed slightly.

The woman wrote again, "Ask the Peach Blossom Messenger to send her to the village." The handwriting became sharp, as if showing hatred.

"Yes." Ayun nodded, "I will send someone to Murong Mansion right now." After saying that, he withdrew.

As evening approaches, it’s time to discuss what delicious food to make for dinner.

"Crab~~" Jiang Yuyu suggested.

"No." Shen Yuyu refused directly, "If you eat too many crabs, you will become cold and it may affect your future fertility."

"Really?" Aqin was frightened.

No one knows how much she has been slandering Sister Eucalyptus's three cute babies. She thinks about waiting for Brother Shadow to come back from his mission to get married and have a baby. What if she can't get pregnant?
"Of course it's true. I'm a doctor." Shen Yue said solemnly, "In the next half a month, I'll eat crabs once, and no more."

"Okay!" Jiang Yuehu and Aqin could only nod resignedly.

As he was talking, a secret guard came in.

"Master, there is something strange happening in Murong Mansion."

"What's going on?" Shen Yuyu asked slightly excitedly, anxiously waiting for news from Murong Mansion.

(End of this chapter)