Chapter 98: Pig Cage

Seeing that what Song Jingyun had woven seemed to be a bamboo slave, but its size was much larger than that of an ordinary bamboo slave, the apprentice scratched his head.

Maybe the master is trying to weave something new, but it just looks like a bamboo slave?

The apprentice thought so and stopped trying to stop him, instead he was busy doing his own stuff.

Song Jingyun worked for a long time, and finally in the afternoon, he had made a super large bamboo slave with a lid that people could lie in.

Looking at his own achievements, Song Jingyun examined them for a long time and was very satisfied. Then he asked his apprentices to help him while he went in to try it out.

Yes, the space inside was very spacious, and he even had some room to move around.

It’s just that it’s not very convenient to move my hands.

After trying lying down, Song Jingyun decided to modify this oversized bamboo slave a bit, leaving some space for his arms to stretch out. This should be much better.

The apprentices looked at Song Jingyun busying around, and all of them looked unhappy.

"Do you want to talk to Master?"

"I think we should, otherwise it will look ugly."

"But Master seems to be very concerned about this matter. If I tell him, will he be disappointed?"

"If I don't say it, I don't think it will work..."

Several people whispered for a long time. Finally, Jiang Dongkou, who came to learn bamboo weaving the earliest, hesitated for a long time before stammering, "Um, Master, I mean, this thing..."

"Isn't it special?" Song Jingyun didn't even raise his head.

"It is quite special. But if Master wants to lie down in it to sleep and enjoy the cool air at night, that is not possible." Jiang Dongkou whispered.

"Why?" Song Jingyun raised his head in surprise.

"How can I describe this thing? I can only say that it is similar. Although there are some differences, the overall look is too similar..." Jiang Dong gritted his teeth and answered truthfully, "Especially when Master lay down in it, it looked even more similar..."

"Like what?" Song Jingyun asked.

Jiang Dongkou rubbed his hands, "It feels like I'm being carried to a pig cage..."

"Pig cage?" Song Jingyun was a little puzzled. "What is that?"

"People who make mistakes will be put into a cage like this and thrown into the river. If they are lucky, they may survive. If they are not lucky enough, they may drown."

Jiang Dong said, "But generally they won't be thrown into a pig cage. Only those who don't follow the rules and have an affair will be thrown into a pig cage..."

Adultery? Song Jingyun thought for a long time before he realized that he seemed to have heard of this word before.

I heard it from the gossips of the aunties and grandmas in the village. The general idea was that married people were not observing the virtuous ways of women or men, and were having affairs with other people outside...

Song Jingyun, "..."

He is a well-behaved son-in-law who has never done anything to let his wife down! Tsk, it seems that this big bamboo slave can no longer be kept.

Otherwise it will bring bad luck!

Song Jingyun didn't even think twice and started dismantling the big bamboo slave.

Jiang Dongkou and others breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this.

Fortunately, it was demolished, otherwise it would be creepy just thinking about it...

When Jiang Mixia went to bed at night, she found that the bamboo slave that had always been placed on the bed was missing. After searching for a while, she still couldn't find any movement.

"Where is the bamboo slave on my bed? Did you see it?" Jiang Mixia asked Song Jingyun who came into the room.

"When I took it today, I got pricked by the thorns on it. I thought it would be bad if it had thorns when I slept with it, so I took it apart and sharpened the bamboo strips."

Song Jingyun said, "Wait until tomorrow and I'll write another one for you."

Even if my wife wants to hold a bamboo slave, she has to make it up herself.

What my dad wrote is not good either.

"Okay." Jiang Mixia felt that the young son-in-law must be telling the truth, so she didn't think much about it. She picked up the palm leaf fan next to her and fanned herself, "The weather is getting hotter and hotter."

"Yes, it's quite hot." Song Jingyun also took a palm-leaf fan, lay down, and fanned himself twice, then fanned Jiang Mixia twice.

Jiang Mixia fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow. Even though it was very hot at the moment, it did not prevent her from falling asleep in seconds.

But I woke up from the heat not long after.

When she woke up, she saw Song Jingyun still fanning her.

But the young son-in-law was really too sleepy. He closed his eyes, supported his head with one hand, and fanned himself with a palm-leaf fan with the other. His movements gradually slowed down until he stopped. Then he drooped his head sleepily, then mechanically fanned himself with the palm-leaf fan, and dozed off again until his head drooped...

Although this young son-in-law is a little naive and his emotional intelligence is sometimes low, his heart is really kind and he is really good to his wife.

It was a very hot day, but Jiang Mixia actually felt cool all over.

But the young son-in-law was really tired from fanning like this.

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Jiang Mixia picked up the palm-leaf fan in his hand.

Song Jingyun woke up immediately after the palm-leaf fan left his hand, rubbed his eyes, and asked, "What's wrong, my lady?"

"It's okay, it's not hot anymore, go to sleep." Jiang Mixia whispered.

"Oh." Song Jingyun closed his eyes in a daze.

After a while, he turned over, groped for Jiang Mixia's catch, and put it on himself.

As if he was afraid that Jiang Mixia would take his hand away, he just held it with his hand.

Jiang Mixia, "..."

It's so hot.

It would be better to let you hold a palm-leaf fan!

But speaking of the cattail fan, the one in my hand is made of the leaves of the cattail palm. It is light, but not that light. It still has some weight, and it is a bit tiring to wave it for a long time.

If it is a round fan, it is light enough, but because the fabric is thin and too breathable, it can't produce much wind.

It would be great if we could make a fan that is lighter than a cattail leaf fan and more practical than a round fan...

Jiang Mixia fell asleep in a daze while thinking about this.

The next day, after breakfast, I went to the bamboo weaving workshop with Song Jingyun to look for a suitable bamboo knife.

In the past, the knife used to make bamboo strips was thicker than an ordinary hatchet, making it more convenient to use for breaking bamboo strips.

However, this kind of knife is suitable for experienced people, but it is very difficult for apprentices to use, and there is no way to control the width and thickness of the bamboo strips accurately.

Since we have opened a workshop, the products we produce must be standardized to ensure the quality of the goods.

So Jiang Mixia and Song Jingyun tinkered with it for a long time and developed a new bamboo-breaking knife.

Fix the knife on the wooden frame to form a fixed gap between the two knives. In this way, the width, thickness and thickness of the bamboo strips can be fixed. All the bamboo strips are the same width, thickness and thickness. When weaving things, it will be easier to weave and the quality of the things will be better.

In order to adapt to the weaving of different objects, the gap between the blades is adjusted to different sizes and numbered. The bamboo strips produced by the bamboo strip cutter are fixed according to the number of bamboo strips needed to weave different objects, so there will be no confusion or disorder.

Jiang Mixia searched for a while and found the thinnest bamboo strip knife used to make a waterproof bamboo box.

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Because the author was too focused on the itinerary of a certain old witch, he had no time to write, resulting in the failure to update on August 2. I am very sorry. Let me adjust my mindset and write well again...

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