Chapter 33 The Story Behind Yaoyao Machine
The three of them went around and saw Feng Qi was circling the yard.
She sawed the felled trees into stakes of similar size, fixed the pointed ends into the ground, and then installed the wooden door.
With a fence, there is no need to worry about wild animals entering, which greatly improves the sense of security. You also don’t have to put away things in the yard every day and go back and forth.
The morning sun was strong. Feng Qi was wearing a large vest and shorts. He held a 30-jin agricultural octagonal hammer in one hand and used one foot to fix a wooden stake in the ground. Then he swung the hammer and hit it. The stake sank visibly.
Such a majestic figure, such a strong physique, such enviable strength.
Luo Jiu exclaimed, "It would be great if she was a love-brained person. If we had ten or eight of them with this gene, we could form a special operations team."
Cheng Yaoyao bit her tongue and said, "It's hard to say. Genes are also selectively inherited. What if I don't inherit her good physical fitness, but inherit her learning ability..."
Zhong Jialing pursed her lips, "What should we do? If we don't have any children, won't all the things you stockpiled be wasted?"
Cheng Yaoyao rolled her eyes at her and said, "Give it to Datian's sister-in-law. It will be used soon, right? Why are you making dumplings just for this dish of vinegar?"
As Cheng Yaoyao spoke, she thought of her container of stuff: milk powder, storybooks, toys...
Something flashed through her mind, and her eyes suddenly widened. "Ah! We have a loom! I once stocked up a children's loom!"
"Ah!" The three of them screamed at the same time. Feng Qi was so frightened when he swung the hammer that he almost sprained his waist.
Luo Jiu hurriedly followed Cheng Yaoyao into the space to search, and soon pulled out an extra-large box from the container.
It came unassembled and came with various wooden boards, screws, and seven or eight colors of wire. The gifts filled an entire box, and the instruction manuals were in Chinese, French, and English.
Luo Jiu: "So many gifts?"
Cheng Yaoyao: "Of course, the one I chose is the most expensive, more than 3,800 yuan."
"So expensive?" Luo Jiu pulled the box over and took a closer look. It said on it that it was suitable for children and teenagers aged six to eighteen.
Okay, okay, toys for older children do have a certain degree of practicality.
When put together, it is 1.2 meters high and 1.5 meters long, and can weave a one-meter wide cloth, which is completely usable by adults!
"Oh my god!" Luo Jiu patted Cheng Yaoyao's shoulder, "Let's take it out and name it Yaoyao Machine."
Cheng Yaoyao: “Ah?”
Luo Jiu said with foresight: "We must stamp every technology with a Chinese stamp, so that it won't be snatched away by that country today and applied for World Heritage status by that country tomorrow.
From the very beginning we must let them remember that this was invented by the Chinese and there is an interesting story behind the invention.
Don’t worry about this, I’ll write it.”
So, in the weaving class on the second day, Luo Jiu played long background music and began to tell the story of the Yaoyao loom to the cave people.
"A long, long time ago, there lived a hardworking and brave family by the Yellow River in China. At that time, people did not know how to weave cloth. In the summer, they were shirtless and bitten by mosquitoes. In the winter, they covered themselves with animal skins and dared not go out.
There was a smart and kind old lady who also lived here. Winter was approaching this year, and she saw her newborn great-granddaughter shivering with cold, so she wanted to make something to cover her to keep her warm.
So she made several balls of string out of hay and tied them around her great-granddaughter, but the child moved around in her sleep and accidentally messed up the string, which got tangled around her neck and almost strangled her to death!
She spoke with great passion and fascination, and the cavemen were fascinated. Datian quickly stood up and said anxiously, "Hurry up and save the child!"
Luo Jiu motioned her not to worry, "It was night time, everyone else was asleep, no one noticed. The child was struggling there, she couldn't breathe, her face was flushed."
Datian's mother clutched her chest in pain, murmuring, "Oh my God! Oh my God! Someone please save her."
"Just at this moment——" Luo Jiu's expression changed, "The old woman woke up!"
"Good, good, good!" The cavemen clapped happily.
"She was anxious to untie the ball of thread tangled around the child, but suddenly she had an idea. Hey? What if I fix these threads and prevent them from running around, and weave them together, then my little great-granddaughter can wear them, right? So -"
Luo Jiu pulled away the red cloth covering the loom. "The old woman invented this loom and named it Yaoyao Loom. Do you know why it is called Yaoyao Loom?"
Datian suddenly realized and answered: "Because her great-granddaughter is called Yaoyao."
"That's right. This old lady's great-granddaughter is called Cheng Yaoyao, your Third Mother. The one who invented this machine is your Third Mother's great-grandmother."
"Wow!" the cavemen exclaimed.
Cheng Yaoyao was also amazed. Her great-grandmother had passed away before she was born. It had been many years since her death. If her great-grandmother knew about it, she would never have thought that she would become the inventor of the Yaoyao machine.
Luo Jiu held Cheng Yaoyao's hand and stood next to the Yaoyao machine. The surprised caveman couldn't help but come up to her, touch her neck, and talk in a flurry.
"No wonder Third Mama's neck is so thin, she was strangled when she was a child."
"Third mother, are the clothes you are wearing woven on your great-grandmother's loom?"
"Third Aunt, what should we call your great grandmother?"
"Third Mom, does your neck still hurt?"
Luo Jiu waved his hand and said, "Sit back first, we can talk after class. You guys make the straw ropes first, and then come over and take turns weaving.
Whoever knits better will be rewarded with a scarf.
In short, you must remember how the Yaoyao machine was invented, and tell your children about it so that they can pass it down from generation to generation. Got it?"
"Got it!" Such a thrilling and tortuous story must have left a deep impression on people, so much so that every time the cavemen heard the word "Yellow River", they would say, "We know that's where Sanma's great-grandmother lived when she invented the Yaoyao machine."
Cheng Yaoyao looked at Luo Jiu and asked in a low voice: "Isn't it a bit inappropriate for us to do this? This loom is not an old-fashioned one. It is a semi-mechanical model improved by the French. It is written in the manual that it is a French brand. It's a bit presumptuous for us to just say that it was invented by the Chinese. Is this okay?"
Luo Jiu rubbed his nose and whispered, "The first person to introduce the loom was Huang Dao Po in ancient my country. Maybe they improved it after it was passed on to them.
If it's another country, I'd still consider it. France? It's not like France didn't participate when the Eight-Nation Alliance entered Beijing.
How much real money, silver, cultural relics and antiques did they take from us? They even shamelessly displayed what they stole in their museum.
The descendants owe debts to their ancestors to pay them back. They are allowed to rob us, but why can't we rob them as well?
This little thing is nothing. Once I have figured out the steam engine, it will become a Chinese invention.
History is created by people, so why don’t they have anyone now?
There will be too many hooligans in the future, no, we have to prepare for the rainy day."
Luo Jiu suddenly thought of something and said, "I need to study how to write "Made in China" on the cloth."
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