Zhao Qingyan quickly changed the subject.

"Sister-in-law, look, I often have to go up the mountain, and this skirt is too long, it's really inconvenient."

But I can't always wear men's clothes. Do you think it's possible to make this change?

Sew the front of the clothes together, and make sure the neckline is big enough for my head to fit through.

If you're worried about it not being secure enough, you can leave an opening at the front seam, add a pad underneath, and then sew on a few buttons. This way, you can wear it without anyone seeing it.

The cuffs don't need to be that big. Cut them to about one hand's width, just enough for your arms to fit in.

For those with thicker arms, the sleeves can be made looser, with the cuffs tightened.

In this weather, one piece of clothing like this is enough.

With such wide sleeves, I have to wear an undershirt underneath so that no one can see my arms. Sister-in-law, I'm so hot!

If the top isn't long enough, you can shorten the skirt and attach it to the hem of the top, just enough to cover your bottom.

Furthermore, look at the underpants they're wearing underneath; they're clearly open-crotch pants meant for toddlers.

It feels like there's a breeze when you walk, a cool breeze.

Turn these underpants into outer pants, but make sure they're not so baggy, as they waste fabric and don't cover your body properly.

Cut a curved shape at the crotch area, creating a pointed tip.

As she spoke, she didn't forget to demonstrate to Liu Xiaohua how to cut the fabric.

"Pants sewn this way save fabric and look good."

Most importantly, wearing a pair of pants and a mid-length shirt is much more convenient and cooler. You also don't have to worry about being seen naked.

Ah, "flashing out" means being completely exposed.

Liu Xiaohua's face was flushed.

If she hadn't been holding her sister-in-law's clothes, she would have buried her head in the pile of clothes long ago.

Seeing her sister-in-law's shy expression, Zhao Qingyan belatedly realized that she hadn't said anything shocking.

He touched his nose.

"Sister-in-law, do you understand what I mean?"

Liu Xiaohua nodded shyly, her head almost burying itself between her thighs.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingyan couldn't help but laugh, and tried her best to hold it in.

"Sister-in-law, I'll draw the shape of the underwear for you later."

"You go ahead with your work, I'll give my sister-in-law a piece of fabric to make a dress later."

After saying that, he darted out of his sister-in-law's room like a monkey.

He quickly ran back to the west wing, went inside, closed the door, and burst into laughter.

Liu Xiaohua vaguely heard Zhao Qingyan's laughter, and her face turned even redder, but then she thought...

"How did this third sister become so unrestrained?"

"Forget it, she's a young woman and she's not shy at all, so why should I, a married woman, be so awkward?"

After mentally preparing herself, the blush on Liu Xiaohua's face gradually faded.

He picked up Zhao Qingyan's dress and began cutting it.

Since I had made clothes for Zhao Qingyan before, there was no need to take measurements again.

The third sister is tough, so it doesn't matter if her clothes are a little loose.

After laughing enough, Zhao Qingyan remembered the promise she had just made to her sister-in-law, and began rummaging through the wardrobe in the room.

And you know what? This girl, who seems a bit simple-minded, has an excellent memory. There's still a piece of green fabric with yellow flowers that Huang bought for her before in the box.

Such bright and beautiful fabric is a first for the Zhao family.

Because the original owner of this body often went up the mountain, her personality became like that of a boy, and she really had no interest in these bright and colorful things.

Especially when hunting in the mountains, the more concealed the color of one's clothing, the better.

Wearing such bright clothes in the mountains would make you an easy target for wild animals.

I touched it and it felt like fine cotton, which is perfect for making undershirts or summer clothes for my two little ones. They would look so adorable in them.

I was thinking of finding a piece of charcoal in the kitchen to draw a picture of underwear when I realized that the Zhao family didn't seem to have any paper at all.

Although my grandfather was educated, it is said that he had bad luck in taking exams and would always run into trouble, so he eventually gave up the idea of ​​taking the imperial examinations.

Therefore, there was never any paper kept at home.

Zhao Qingyan had a lot of those things in her spatial storage, but there was no clear way to sell them, so she decided against it.

He took the fabric and delivered it to his eldest sister-in-law.

"Third sister, this is unacceptable. This was bought by Nai Chunqi to make a dress for you. How can you use it to make clothes for the two little children? It's such a waste."

"What difference does it make what a little kid wears?"

Zhao Qingyan was too lazy to push or shove, so she simply threw her onto the bed into Da Bao's arms.

“Dabao, this is from your third aunt. She’ll have your mother make clothes for you and your sister.”

He spread his hands at Liu Xiaohua, "Sister-in-law, let me tell you how to make underwear more comfortable."

Despite being a complete novice, Zhao Qingyan explained how to make underwear to the skillful Liu Xiaohua through a combination of words and gestures, and surprisingly, Liu Xiaohua understood.

"Third Sister, how did you suddenly come up with such ingenious ideas?" Liu Xiaohua asked Zhao Qingyan curiously.

"Huh? Oh. I just fell and hit my head. When I was unconscious, I had a dream. The people in the dream were wearing clothes that were different from ours. They looked like they used very little fabric and were still pretty."

I thought to myself, if our clothes were like that, the fabric saved would surely be enough for the whole family to have new clothes.”

Zhao Qingyan lies without batting an eye.

Tiger Liu Xiaohua's eyes sparkled as she kept asking Zhao Qingyan what the clothes of the person in her dream looked like.

After talking for most of the hour, Zhao Qingyan was so thirsty that she quickly made an excuse to leave.

Fortunately, Liu Xiaohua only asked about the clothes and shoes, and nothing else. If she had asked anything else, Zhao Qingyan was worried that she would have run out of things to say.

An hour later, Zhao Qingyan put on the modified clothes.

I must say, after putting them on, I felt much cooler.

This greatly encouraged Liu Xiaohua, whose creative desire was at its peak, and she quickly went back to make vests and shorts for her son and daughter.

They even forgot about the need to cook dinner.

Seeing that it was getting late and her eldest sister-in-law showed no sign of coming out to cook, Zhao Qingyan went into the kitchen by herself.

There weren't many ingredients in the kitchen: a small basket of wild vegetables that the grandmothers had brought back at noon, and a large basin of sorghum flour.

It's the kind of food that's ground with the shell on; it's rough on the throat, but it's filling.

The Shenlong Kingdom has a fairly complete range of agricultural crops, including rice, wheat, millet, and sorghum.

The nobility ate rice and wheat, while ordinary people mostly ate sorghum and millet.

Searching her memory, Zhao Qingyan discovered that the Divine Dragon Kingdom seemed to have yet to fully develop its culinary traditions.

Regardless of the type of grain, people generally eat it with the husk on or grind it into powder, and don't really know how to remove the husk.

For example, wheat can be cooked with the husk on and eaten directly as wheat rice.

Zhao Qingyan had to admire the esophagus of people these days; it was definitely made of steel.

By using food to extrapolate time, it was determined that the timeline of the fictional Shenlong Kingdom was at least before the Tang Dynasty in the previous life.

Looking at the dark, unremarkable sorghum flour, Zhao Qingyan felt a sore throat.

But the meal had to be cooked, and we had to eat a symbolic meal, and even more, since the original owner of this body had a large appetite to begin with.

"Ah, as the old saying goes, there's no suffering that can't be endured. What kind of tyrant have I offended?"

While rambling on, she didn't forget to find a bamboo sieve in her storage space.