Chapter 27 Chapter 27

"Is this cloth woven from wool?" Xiao Jingzhao thought for a moment and then realized what was happening.

Although he didn't see the sweater being knitted with his own eyes, he was still familiar with Jiang Huai's research in the past few days, so when he saw the fabrics in the hands of the two people, he guessed it.

However, no matter how much he guessed, Xiao Jingzhao never thought that this sweater was made directly from thread into clothes, rather than from thread into cloth and then cut out. Even though he could see that the fabric seemed a bit strange, he didn't think about it in that direction.

"It's not cloth, it's a sweater." Jiang Huai shook his head and corrected Xiao Jingzhao's mistake.

"Sweater?" Xiao Jingzhao stopped and looked carefully at the piece of cloth in Jiang Huai's hand.

"This is the waist hem." Jiang Huai explained it for fear that Xiao Jingzhao would not understand. After hearing what Jiang Huai said, Xiao Jingzhao seemed to be somewhat confirmed.

only……

"Is this dress a little too small?" Xiao Jingzhao frowned. Unless it was for a child, how could it fit with such a narrow waist?

Unless this is woven for Luo Yuan, Xiao Jingzhao pursed his lips unconsciously.

"No, this is a one-size-fits-all sweater, knitted for you." Jiang Huai shook his head. He used Xiao Jingzhao's waist size when knitting this sweater. After all, Xiao Jingzhao still wears his previous single clothes when going out.

The winter clothes we bought were originally meant for the two of them to share, but Xiao Jingzhao insisted that Jiang Huai would get colder if he stayed in the house without moving around, and that the clothes he was wearing were thicker than his prison uniform, so he refused to wear them.

So as soon as the wool was made, Jiang Huai's first thought was to quickly knit a piece for Xiao Jingzhao, as keeping him warm was important.

Knit it for him?

Hearing Jiang Huai's words, Xiao Jingzhao was stunned.

Jiang Huai was still waiting for Xiao Jingzhao to continue asking. After all, the ancient clothes he had seen did not have the elasticity of sweaters. However, after waiting for a while, he found that Xiao Jingzhao was silent.

Jiang Huai looked up and saw that Xiao Jingzhao had an indescribable complicated expression.

Jiang Huai suddenly remembered that he rarely heard Xiao Jingzhao mention his family, and his parents had never mentioned it. He didn't mention it because he traveled through time, and because his father had died young and his mother had remarried. Xiao Jingzhao didn't mention it...

Thinking of this, Jiang Huai sighed in his heart, and also understood the possible meaning of Xiao Jingzhao's expression.

I decided not to talk about the elasticity of the sweater for now and prepare to give Xiao Jingzhao a surprise.

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Knitting is actually a bit boring. If there were entertainment devices such as mobile phones and computers, Jiang Huai might get bored after just knitting a few stitches. However, there is nothing to do at home, so Jiang Huai regards knitting as a form of entertainment.

Luo Yuan was also knitting along, but he did not practice on the sweater he was knitting for Xiao Jingzhao. Instead, he knitted another one. After all, he was a novice, and it would be troublesome to redo the work if he made a mistake.

However, when two people were knitting together, Jiang Huai found that the production speed of wool was really slow. After some calculations, he found that if the process of producing wool could not be improved, the cost of the sweater would have to increase again.

Fortunately, after recalling the popular science videos he had watched, Jiang Huai managed to dig out the appearances of two wool spinning machines.

One is used to comb the wool, pull it straight, and then wind it into a thick ball of wool. The other is used to twist the combed thin and straight wool ball into thread.

But the problem arises again. The popular science video only shoots the wool processing process, and does not show the entire machine. If you want to make the same machine, you need to do research and work hard, and this research will take time and energy, and may cost a lot of money.

Jiang Huai calculated the remaining money and decided to postpone his research until he could make money from the sweaters.

But Jiang Huai didn't expect that there was a master of handicrafts by his side.

Jiang Huai was so focused on knitting a sweater for Xiao Jingzhao as quickly as possible that he didn't notice that Xiao Jingzhao had hardly gone out in the past few days. He stayed in the other room and called Luo Yuan over from time to time. No one knew what he was doing.

And he didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that the wool was consumed a little too quickly, which made Jiang Huai suspect that some birds came to his house to steal the wool and took it back to build a nest. But unless there were dozens of birds, the wool would not be consumed so much that even he would notice it.

In the other room.

Xiao Jingzhao stared at the machine in front of him, recalling what Jiang Huai had said in his mind. Because he was so excited at the time, Jiang Huai even drew some pictures of what the machine would look like at first glance on the yellow sand, and made some adjustments to the machine.

After making sure the machine was adjusted properly, Xiao Jingzhao picked up the wool beside him and placed the cleaned wool on the sharp teeth of the machine base. Then he pulled the upper rods back and forth, and the two rows of inclined sharp teeth moved towards each other. Balls of cotton were quickly torn apart. Compared with manual combing, the efficiency was greatly improved.

Xiao Jingzhao breathed a sigh of relief and then tried the next machine. He combed all the wool at hand into balls bit by bit, then called Luo Yuan in to spin the balls into yarn.

Jiang Huai didn't explain the spinning step very clearly, but Luo Yuan's own spinning technique was enough.

Luo Yuan looked at the large ball of combed wool, and he operated it skillfully, and soon spun the wool ball into yarn.

However, when he looked at the machine beside him, his eyes were still somewhat shocked. In fact, when Jiang Huai said that the machine would be faster, Luo Yuan believed it, but he did not have much substantial feeling. But after Xiao Jingzhao adjusted the machine according to what Jiang Huai said, Luo Yuan felt how good the effect of the machine was.

This machine is much faster than humans and not as tiring.

"Master Wei, when can I show you this machine?" Luo Yuan knew that Xiao Jingzhao had been keeping it a secret.

"Let's talk after dinner." Xiao Jingzhao didn't tell Jiang Huai at first because he was worried that it wouldn't work out and Jiang Huai would be happy for nothing. Then he kept it a secret because he wanted to give Jiang Huai a surprise.

He didn't know that Jiang Huai had almost finished knitting the sweater and was waiting to give it to him during dinner.

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At the dinner table, the meal was unusually silent, and Jiang Huai felt something was wrong.

Although we rarely talk while eating, the atmosphere is always relaxed. But today, the atmosphere at the table feels a bit tense.

Jiang Huai's eyes swept across Xiao Jingzhao and Luo Yuan's faces. Although their expressions did not change, Jiang Huai always felt that the two seemed to be hiding something. Was it an illusion?

Jiang Huai mentioned that after dinner, while the two were still eating, he got up and went back to his room to take out the sweater and folded it carefully. The sweater was a gift from him to Xiao Jingzhao. Although he couldn't wrap it up lavishly now, he couldn't just carry it to Xiao Jingzhao like that. The proper sense of ceremony was still necessary.

After a lot of trouble, Jiang Huai felt that he had folded the sweater perfectly. He picked up a wooden board on the side and used it as a tray, then went out with it.

"Ding dang dang!" Jiang Huai found Xiao Jingzhao and Luo Yuan standing in the yard, standing side by side. Without thinking much, he played his own entrance music and walked up to Xiao Jingzhao holding a sweater.

"Please accept the gift, Mr. Wei." Jiang Huai smiled.

If it weren't for the different voices of the two people, Xiao Jingzhao would almost think that it was himself who said Jiang Huai's words.

"Is this the sweater you knitted before? Is it finished?" Although the sweater was neatly folded, Xiao Jingzhao had been touching it for the past few days and could tell at a glance that it was the sweater Jiang Huai had knitted before. But he clearly remembered Jiang Huai saying that knitting a sweater could not be done quickly, and now it was finished.

"I knitted for a while longer during the day, and the weather is getting colder. Try putting it on and see if it's warm." Jiang Huai urged.

Xiao Jingzhao took the sweater, but did not put it on immediately. Instead, he said, "I also prepared a gift for you."

"A gift? Where is it?" Jiang Huai stared at Xiao Jingzhao's hand. There was nothing in the other person's hand except the sweater he gave him. Could it be that he was hiding it on his body?

Xiao Jingzhao took a step to the left, and Luo Yuan took a step to the right, revealing the machine behind them.

"What is this?" Although Jiang Huai felt that the two machines looked familiar, he was still not sure.

Xiao Jingzhao took out the wool he had prepared in advance and used two machines to make combed wool balls. Then Luo Yuan took over and twisted the wool balls into yarn. The two of them moved smoothly, and it was obvious that this was not their first time.

"Is this what you have been doing these days?" Jiang Huai suddenly remembered Xiao Jingzhao's movements in the past few days, and suddenly realized and became excited.

Xiao Jingzhao couldn't stand Jiang Huai's sparkling gaze, so he turned his head slightly before nodding.

What kind of boss is this!

Jiang Huai was shocked. With his rough description and stream-of-consciousness style of painting, Xiao Jingzhao was able to make two similar machines based on what he said. His hands-on ability was too strong.

However, looking at the two machines in front of him, Jiang Huai suddenly remembered something. He grabbed Xiao Jingzhao's hand and looked at it. When he saw the scars on it, Jiang Huai took a breath.

Jiang Huai wanted to ask why not find a craftsman to tell him, but he was also very clear that given their current situation, unless they did it themselves, hiring a craftsman would not only cost too much money, but also the machine might not be able to be kept secret.

If the wool yarn business grows bigger, they can hire a group of craftsmen loyal to them, but in the current situation, really looking for craftsmen is almost equivalent to exposing the secret.

"I'll go buy some medicine for external injuries. I'll cook for the next few days. You just don't have to do anything and just take good care of your injuries." Jiang Huai took a deep breath and looked at the scars on his hands, he couldn't help feeling a little heartbroken.

Jiang Huai felt like he was a gigolo, thinking that he would become successful in the future and kidnap a girl to suffer with him. The more he thought about it, the more he felt like a scumbag.

"It's just a minor injury, it's okay, no need to buy medicine, it will heal soon." Xiao Jingzhao didn't take these scars seriously. Instead, Jiang Huai's concern for these injuries made him feel indescribably uncomfortable. He subconsciously wanted to pull his hand out of Jiang Huai's hand, but the hand held in Jiang Huai's palm did not move and did not listen to his command.

Seeing Jiang Huai asking Xiao Jingzhao about his well-being, Luo Yuan felt a little envious. He missed his mother again and wondered if she was doing well at home.

"Didn't you ask me to wear a sweater just now? I'll try it on right away." Xiao Jingzhao felt like he was being coaxed like a child by Jiang Huai, and he felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to get out of this situation.

"But the wound on your hand, wait, I'll help you put it on, don't move your hand." Jiang Huai said as he helped Xiao Jingzhao roll up the sleeves of the sweater to prevent the sweater from pricking the wound when putting it on. After some trouble, he finally got the sweater put on.

After putting on the sweater, Xiao Jingzhao felt that his body was tightly bound, but not too tight. Instead, it seemed to have a bit of elasticity, and the original discomfort was immediately diverted.

"This sweater fits me perfectly?" Xiao Jingzhao was a little surprised.

"That's what sweaters are like. Look, the thread is so thick, so it's a bit breathable. If it's not tight, the warmth retention effect will be much worse. Besides, wool is elastic." Jiang Huai helped Xiao Jingzhao put on the coat.

It was a little uncomfortable when he first put it on. Xiao Jingzhao felt like he didn't know how to stretch his arms. But after wearing it for a while, Xiao Jingzhao got used to it. Most importantly, his body did become warmer.

The single garment he was wearing was not very thick, and it was fine to wear in early autumn, but now it was almost winter, and Anyuan Prefecture was colder than other places. It would be a bit chilly when standing still, but now when he put on this sweater, his body would warm up even if he stood still.

Xiao Jingzhao remembered the woolen sweaters he and Jiang Huai had looked at before. Putting aside the question of whether it was warm or not, in terms of fit and production cost, this sweater was definitely better than that one and cost less.

Listening to Xiao Jingzhao's sigh, Jiang Huai raised his eyebrows: "Of course, if the sweater is not better than wool sweater, how can we make money from it?"