Chapter 490 Knitting (2)
For people who are very skilled in knitting, the whole knitting process is very smooth and silky, without any pauses or jams in the middle.
The finished woven product also has a uniform texture, with each strand of wool intertwined with each other, and the overall look is very obsessive-compulsive disorder-friendly.
Especially a man as big as Si Ye, curled up on the side of the earthen kang, holding two very fragile wooden sticks in his hands, knitting wool bit by bit, inexplicably... very cute in contrast.
[Aaaaaah, I think I could watch this knitting all day long and never get bored! ! !]
[How cute! Old Si is actually knitting in a cave! This thing that can be destroyed with a single paw is so cute~]
[Eyes: Looks easy! Hands: It's such a mess, I can't figure out how to do it!]
In between knitting, Xia Tian also took the time to check on Si Ye's situation.
After the initial learning of the movements and some practice and familiarity with the relevant finger techniques, the man was already able to perform the weaving movements very quickly, and it was completely impossible to tell that this was his first time doing this.
She couldn't help but ask him, "You really haven't come into contact with this before? I suspect you actually know a lot of things, but you just didn't say it."
How else can we explain that something can be learned quickly without any obstacles?
"It's probably because I have a strong ability to imitate. It's innate," Si Ye replied nonchalantly. "It's mainly because you taught me well. I can copy just by imitating. It's not difficult at all. But you, on the other hand, always have so many wonderful ideas that I would never have thought of. That's what's most valuable."
All skills are like the first "1" before all numbers. If there is no creative idea, it will be meaningless no matter how many "0"s are added at the end.
Although he doesn't know how to use Arabic numerals yet, this doesn't prevent him from understanding this principle.
No matter how fast he learns, he is just good at imitating and can copy what he sees relatively perfectly. Although this kind of talent is relatively rare, the core key is still what Xia Tian taught him.
"These aren't my ideas. They're... my people's ideas, passed down through generations of practice. They weren't created by me alone..."
Xia Tian looked up with a hint of longing. "My people... are a very hardworking and down-to-earth people. They have extraordinary willpower, which is why they are able to possess these amazing achievements of civilization. As for me... I'm just a porter. But despite this, I'm also proud of who I am."
Seeing the girl looking into the distance with longing, Si Ye was speechless for a moment.
The girl’s race…what kind of existence could allow her to say of these achievements “she’s just a porter”?
If these astonishing existences are only a tiny fraction of their race's achievements...
Si Ye couldn't imagine it.
"Then your people... should be a very outstanding race." He asked, "What is the name of your race, or where do you live? Can you tell me?"
"A name?" Xia Tian turned around, pondered for a moment, and shook her head. "I don't know where my race is now. It may not be anywhere, or it may be... everywhere."
"Her name... is Hua Xia."
(End of this chapter)
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